Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1306 1278. Key
"That is the child of the great god Kos, an orphan who has no name left behind by the great god Kos of the ocean."

Simon's voice was so distant that it seemed as if he was telling an ancient story.

"The body of the great god floated on the waves to the beach of a small fishing village. The fishermen here offered sacrifices to him and worshipped him, and eventually transformed themselves into fishmen, so that they could coexist with the ocean."

"But, that is the Son of God! He is an orphan from Kos who has no one to protect him!"

As the child of an ancient god, he must be born with the status of an ancient god.

But because his mother had died, the orphan of Kos had no one to protect him.

The ancient gods' desire for the Son of God is incomprehensible to mortals.

It is even possible that Kos died voluntarily for the birth of the Son of God.

But at such a close distance to Yharnam, once the news of the "appearance of a Son of God" was leaked
Half-kneeling on the ground, with Simon holding his arm, Lan turned his head to look outside the attic.

Corpses scattered all over the ground and a house filled with gasoline flames - this is the end!
After using his last bit of strength to finish his investigation, the sober old hunter ended his life in this nightmare.

As for why the Healing Church went to so much trouble to gather so many hunters to come here and hunt down the orphan of the great god Kos, Simon did not say.

Lan En also felt that it was not difficult to guess.

The status of the Son of God is undoubtedly high, and he can even be regarded as equal to the ancient gods.

When the blood of an ancient god's corpse is discovered by Byron Weiss, it will lead to explosive development in Yharnam's science, medicine, and arcane.

A living Son of God?

Even, eliminate human greed.

Who can be sure that this is not part of the plan of other ancient gods to eliminate the Son of God?
The ancient gods all longed for the Son of God, but none of them wanted to let other ancient gods obtain the Son of God.

It is easy to understand why they would undermine each other, hinder each other, and even kill the Son of God who had already been born in the flesh.

"That makes sense."

Lan put Simon's motionless body down, stood up from his half-kneeling position, and muttered to himself.

The old hunters said that the powerful hunters led by German and Ludwig had 'completed the hunt'.

This is the nightmare of hunters, reflecting the process of those hunters committing original sin.

This means that the Son of God was really killed in the massacre in the small fishing village.

The murder of an orphan left by an ancient god is certainly enough to create the deepest nightmare.

"And since the nightmare originated from the murdered orphan, then the key to the nightmare is... sir!"

Mentos quickly finished organizing his thoughts and immediately informed the subject.

"Yeah, that's right." Lan En looked at Simon's body and nodded gently, "The key is, the body of the Son of God!"

The witcher immediately set off and headed towards the place outside the small fishing village where Maria had agreed to meet him.

Now, the clues in Lan's hand and Simon's exploration results have been connected into one line.

The gray blood disease currently ravaging Old Yharnam came from a small fishing village and appears to be a marine parasitic disease.

Spies from the Healing Church had come to this small fishing village. They brought back the source of gray blood disease and also learned about the existence of Kos's orphans.

It doesn't matter what the original purpose of these Healing Church spies coming here was.

But the result now is that they began to study gray blood and the knowledge contained in the disease by spreading the plague in Yharnam.

Now they have gathered hunters to massacre the entire fishing village and hunt down the orphans of Kos, all for the knowledge that belongs to the superiors in this Son of God.

Time is running out!

Lan's feelings and Mentos' calculations clearly show this!
The witcher's steps were unusually urgent.

He ran all the way out of the small fishing village, and at the place where he had agreed to meet Maria, he saw Adeline hiding in the carriage, looking out, and the white-haired female hunter [Fallen Leaf], whose long knife was stained with blood, standing guard outside the carriage door.

It seems that the old hunter who was asked to look after the car and take care of Adeline has also been 'dealt with' by her.

"You look uglier than I do."

As Lan En approached, he spoke to the female hunter who was leaning against the carriage with her weapon in hand, looking capable and dashing.

"It seems you have already asked."

Maria's face really looked ugly under the tricorn hat with swan feathers.

Seeing Lann coming back, Adeline breathed a sigh of relief and quickly opened the carriage door.

"Maria just showed me a blood collection bottle. I said it was a very ordinary but formal blood collection bottle. Then she just did that and didn't tell me what happened."

If we talk about blood alone, few in the Healing Church know more about it than the Blood Saint.

After all, the so-called "Holy Blood" in the Healing Church is extracted from their trained bodies.

"Did I say something wrong?"

Adeline carefully asked Lan for confirmation.

"No, nothing." Maria said coldly, pulling down the brim of her hat, before Lan En could speak. "It's just that I have a problem."

Lan saw Maria bit the corner of her mouth under the brim of her hat, but in the end she didn't say anything to Adeline. She turned around, stepped on the step of the carriage, and entered the carriage.

The Yharnam Mountain Road is more difficult to travel on at night, and also darker and more eerie.

But Cainhurst's horses seemed to feel nothing; they just ran silently.

Return to Yharnam by the original route.

However, we have only traveled three quarters of the way.

In the carriage, the atmosphere was heavy due to Maria and Lan's silence. Adeline stared out the window in a trance.

Her hesitant and unbelieving tone broke the solemn silence. "What's wrong?!"

At this time, the carriage had just passed a hillside with dense vegetation, and an abnormally large moon was hanging high in the sky.

The night sky, which was supposed to be pitch black, was emitting a red light from the horizon, which was reflected on the window of the carriage.

Maria and Lan's attention was also drawn to Adeline's exclamation.

The female hunter stared blankly in the direction of the red light in the distance, while the demon hunter narrowed his eyes slightly.

The upward surging hot air made Yharnam's tall, sharp Gothic buildings sway and twist as if they were immersed in water waves!

That is the direction of Yharnam, and the red light coming out from the horizon is fire!

A raging fire!
As dusk approached night today, the Yharnam people were surprised to find that the hunters who had set out in a grand manner in the morning had actually returned in a carriage at this time.

Even when the carriage reached the city area, it showed no sign of slowing down.

These horses were no match for the horses of the Cainhurst Blood Nobles. At this moment, foam was coming out of the corners of their mouths, and the noise of their lungs could be heard in their panting.

But the hunter driving the carriage still had no intention of slowing down.

"shelf!"

Even after rushing into the city and driving on the smooth stone brick road, the hunter driving the car increased the speed even more.

The wheels of the carriage rolled forward, crushing the stone brick road of Yharnam.

Many unlucky Yharnam people even had to throw themselves forward in a panic to barely escape from the carriage.

But the people of Yharnam didn't complain much, they just packed up their things and rushed home in a hurry. After all, it was almost dark.

However, in between actions, some private and vicious words would still habitually come out of the mouths of these Yharnam people.

"So many people went there, but only this one came back? They must have come back to escape!"

"It would be best if those old hunters disappeared. This is the retribution for their addiction to blood and hunting!"

The Yharnam people themselves also know who the beastmen who are hunted by hunters are.

Those were locals who were normal the day before, locals just like them.

Therefore, few Yharnam locals become hunters, and they don’t have a good impression of hunters.

However, the whispers of these street urchins, no matter how vicious or private they are, are not worthy of any attention.

The carriage sped along the complex and winding roads of Yharnam, heading straight for the church town higher up the mountain.

Inside the carriage, the oil lamp hanging on the inner wall was flickering as the carriage swayed.

Ludwig was wiping his cheek with a handkerchief, his eyes were so absent-minded that he almost looked dazed.

But the strange thing was that his face was already very clean, but he kept wiping it over and over again. He even seemed a little paranoid.

The Church's First Hunter, who was famous for his swordsmanship, was trembling with his hands, which should have been the steadiest, even during such a simple action as wiping his face.

Germann sat opposite him, with the brim of his bowler hat pulled down low, his messy hair motionless, like an old man who was taking a nap with his hat covering his face.

But when the third person in the carriage, a gloomy-looking man in a Byron Weiss bachelor's suit, was distracted and wanted to reach out to something placed between them.

The muzzle of the musket that German held at hand would be slightly raised, pointing faintly at the opponent's forehead.

"Slow down, be patient, Miklash."

[First Hunter] The old voice spoke softly, like the advice of an old friend.

"It's not time yet, it's not time yet."

The gloomy man in the bachelor's gown came to his senses, nodded with a forced smile, and retracted his hand.

In the middle of these three people, there was a big package.

The waterproof material prevents even a drop of liquid from leaking out.

Judging from the outline, it vaguely resembles a curled up skinny human figure.

But judging from the body proportions of the three people next to him, the height of this skinny figure is completely abnormal.

Outside the carriage, the old hunter driving the car whipped harder.

The carriage rushed out of Yharnam's city limits again in a hurry, and rushed up the mountain road into the church town which had not yet been built.

In front of the Healing Church Cathedral, the carriage came to a stop with a chug.

Archbishop Lawrence, dressed in a long robe, had already been waiting at the entrance steps of the cathedral.

After opening the car door, he immediately leaned forward and grabbed German's hand who opened the door, speaking in an urgent tone.

"Did we succeed?"

Germann didn't say anything, he just looked down at the place where Lawrence was holding his hand.

This action seemed to restore some of the archbishop's sanity.

He retracted his hand back under his robe as if he had been electrocuted, and looked around.

After he finished the action, German patted his burnt cuffs naturally and made way for the car door.

So that Lawrence can see the big bag inside, and the people in the car can also see Lawrence.

"Yes, we succeeded."

It was only at this point that Geman responded.

(End of this chapter)