Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1365 1337. The Waking City

"He is indeed suffering from ischemia, and it is very serious!"

On the grounds of the Orton Chapel, Yusefka was examining the witcher lying on the ground.

"In his current condition, it's normal to say that he has lost more than half of his blood, but how could this happen?"

The flaxen-haired doctor Yanan said in disbelief.

There were no wounds on his body, and his body was very plump, even weighing far more than a normal person of this size should.

It doesn't look like there's serious blood loss at all.

Yusefka had never seen Lan's current condition before.

So the doctor acted cautiously and hesitantly.

"Since it's blood loss, I would have given him a blood transfusion first."

Yusefka raised his head from his kneeling position to look at the group of people who had gathered around him in worry and said.

"but now."

She shook her head as she spoke.

Obviously, after experiencing a night of hunting that revealed all the secrets and shadowy history of Yharnam, even Yusefka, who was raised in the orphanage of the Healing Church since childhood.

My first reaction at this time is: Is it better not to lose this blood?
The three Yharnam hunters present, Henrik, Gascoigne, and Maria, all nodded silently.

In fact, even among the hunters who were the most dependent and addicted to blood in the entire Yharnam, the three of them kept a distance from the blood bottles on their bodies now that the sun had risen and they no longer had to hunt.

The blood bottles from the three hunters and the reserve blood bottles were piled far away in the corner of the chapel, and no one moved them.

"He's in a stable condition and it doesn't appear to be life-threatening."

Maria, who had been carrying Lan En all the way, was the first to step forward and spoke in a deep and cold voice.

"There's no need to take risks at this time."

"I agree." Henrik nodded.

At this time, the old hunter took off his mask, as if he was very addicted to the smell of dust without the blood in this morning.

At this time, in the Orton Chapel, the surviving refugees had already run away in ecstasy after the sun appeared.

Only a few people stayed here.
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In fact, Lan was just suffering from severe ischemia and then forcibly using the [Smaug] armor to activate [Power Unleashed: Ultimate Intent], which led to exhaustion and coma.

This battle against the Moon Goddess had really devastated him to the point of being almost exhausted.

Fortunately, both the Primaris Space Marines and the Demon Hunters emphasize human body enhancement technology that emphasizes endurance and sustainability.

So it was only nearly three hours after he was taken to the chapel in Orton that he woke up on his own.

With a soft "swish" sound, Lan En used the dagger that could even cut through space to cut open the blood vessels on his wrist.

Instantly, blood began to flow out and pooled on the ground of Orton Chapel.

Lan En's other hand first put the [Demon Wolf's Fang] back into the scabbard, and then began to take out a bag of preserved fruits wrapped in syrup from the alchemical leather bag, and began to stuff them into his mouth as a snack to replenish his blood.

For ordinary people, the blood flow after cutting the wrist is equivalent to suicide, but Lan En now even has to be careful not to let the [Belisarius Furnace] in his body repair the damage immediately.

Having finally escaped from the tense battle, he couldn't wait to clear the blood in his body.

It takes about four months for the human body's blood to be replaced naturally.

Because the lifespan of red blood cells, which make up the majority of blood, is about four months.

According to Lan and Mentos' calculations, if his body really needs it, it can basically complete a complete replacement within three days through the process of [bloodletting-regeneration].

[Belisarius Furnace] gives the body the ability to recover. Combined with the witcher's restorative potion combination, as long as the nutrition is sufficient and he doesn't find bloodletting boring, he can do it.

Fortunately, he has not yet inserted the [Laraman Organ] for the subsequent Space Marine surgery into his body, otherwise the platelets responsible for blood coagulation in the whole body would turn into platelets, and the wound would probably have blocked itself within half a minute after it was cut.

As he watched the blood gushing from his wrist, Lan En raised an eyebrow and looked at the concerned friends around him.

"My blood won't give you an appetite, will it?"

The witcher spoke with a hint of joking, especially to Gascoigne and Viola.

He still remembered that when they were having breakfast at their house, the two of them opened a bottle of blood cocktail, a specialty of Yanan. The smell of blood almost overwhelmed the smell of alcohol.

But now that I think about it, that breakfast was a long time ago.

Although Viola looked haggard, she still smiled shyly. But Gascoigne was much more serious.

"Suck~"

His nose twitched twice, as if he was tasting Lan's blood.

"It's a very common smell of blood. It smells very nutritious, but for Yharnam, it's not very tempting." The people of Yharnam are intoxicated by blood, but now it seems that they are mainly intoxicated by the components and powers in the blood that belong to the superiors and ancient gods.

The blood requirements of ordinary blood-sucking creatures in Lan En's impression are very different.

Therefore, Lan En's blood has undergone the transformation of the [Blood Regeneration Organ] and has become extremely nutritious and high-energy blood. In the nose of the Yharnam people, it is no different from ordinary blood.

The blood in Lan En's body that had been adjusted by the Moon Goddess seemed to have lost its attraction due to the Moon Goddess' death. It just still took up space in Lan En's body but did no work.

While Gascoigne was talking to Lan, the old hunter Henrik was already using a broom he had found from somewhere to sweep the dust on the floor of the Orton chapel towards the pool of blood that had accumulated from Lan's death.

The blood, stained with a handful of dust, suddenly became dirty and sticky. Even for the Yharnam people, it was absolutely unacceptable.

"We have to be careful. From now on, we must stay away from blood." The old hunter said cautiously while sweeping the ground. "We must give up blood. Not even the slightest possibility can be left."

Obviously, his act of sweeping the dust over the blood was to ensure that no one would be tempted by the blood.

When he first picked up the broom, the old hunter was obviously stunned for a moment.

Because he didn't react.

My hands, which were so used to sawing meat and chopping, even forgot how to use a broom at first.

Endless nights of hunting had taken so much from him.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard at the door of Orton Chapel.

A cloak with fluttering raven feathers rushed in.

Crow Hunter Irene, still wearing her bird-beak mask, didn't let out a long sigh of relief until she saw that everyone in the Orton Chapel was fine.

"Huh~ Did you see that?! It's outside."

"The sunshine outside." Lan En smiled and nodded perfunctorily, "Yes, sunshine. Everyone is talking about sunshine, sunshine, blah blah blah."

Before, Irene was asked by Lan to find Simon who died in a nightmare, in order to see what symptoms or manifestations a person who died from a shattered nightmare would have, so as to make preparations in advance.

By the time Irene was on her way back, the sun had already appeared in Yharnam.

"It seems like you did it." As the Crow Hunter spoke, he slowly calmed down from his surprise and realized something. "Of course, it could only be you."

After saying this, she sounded a little complaining.

"But why are you so anxious? I haven't even told you about the things you asked me to investigate, and you've already started it?"

"Also, what is your current situation?"

The Crow Hunter pointed his finger at the growing pool of dirty blood mixed with ash on the ground.

"The blood was tampered with when we started the fight, so we need to bleed it now." Lan En explained one by one. "As for why I didn't wait for your news."

"I went to see Master William again, and the results he gave looked good, so I didn't wait any longer."

Lan En's expression was relaxed, and that expression alone was enough to soothe people and stop them from worrying.

"Simon, have you found him? How is he now?"

"No, I didn't find him." Irene shook her head, reaching under her black crow feather cloak that reflected colorful light, and pulled out a transformable weapon. "I only found this."

It was a very strange weapon, two curved and not very long one-handed swords. It looked like they could become a bow when combined?

It looks much more sophisticated than the usual Yharnam transformation weapons.

"This thing was placed in the place where he usually rested, and I found it after the sun came out." Irene added, "There is no blood or signs of fighting. It was properly placed and not forced to be taken away."

"It seems that he has decided to abandon everything about Hunter and everything about Yharnam and leave."

Irene said without surprise.

"He has been obsessed with that nightmare ever since he fell into it. Now, it can be said that he has gotten what he wanted."

"And this is undoubtedly the right thing to do," Henrik said calmly. "Just thinking about Yharnam falling into night again in a dozen hours gives me chills all over my body."

"I don't think anyone will dare to stay in Yharnam at night. The last hunting night was different from all the previous ones. People were scared."

Gascoigne also nodded and said this, while Viola was already leading the children to pack up.

Outside the Orton Chapel, the originally deserted city of Yharnam was now filled with many noisy sounds even though there were only a few survivors.

Listening carefully with a witcher's keen senses, he could hear the sounds of large boxes and heavy wheels moving.

Indeed, no one dared to stay in Yharnam any longer.

The morning light before their eyes, apart from the initial warmth, may be more like a countdown in the eyes of most surviving residents.

——If they couldn't leave Yharnam before nightfall, Lan En felt that there might be people among the survivors who had suffered a mental breakdown and would simply commit suicide the moment they saw the sun set.

(End of this chapter)