Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1297: 1269 fallen leaves impulse

Chapter 1297 1269. The urge to fall leaves

The female hunter who should have walked out of the research hall and followed the large army of old hunters to a big hunt somewhere outside of Yharnam was now standing in front of Lan En with a knife.

And the blades are facing each other.

That's a beautiful knife.

But it is not the same type as the beauty of Lan En's Sword of the Lake Lady.

Even from the outside, Alondette has a sunny and noble beauty. No matter where you put it, it will not look out of place, but will only feel like an outstanding piece of art.

But Maria's knife is very suitable for herself and the whole of Yharnam.

It is a kind of gloomy and extravagant beauty. It's like a nobleman who has been eliminated by the times but is obsessed with the glory of the past.

The shape of the blade is similar to that of Arondette, with a smooth but not excessive arc, but the guard is a hemispheric guard commonly used for dueling swords.

After the weighted ball on the handle, a short sword was attached, turning it into a double-headed sword.

?Falling leaves?.

Maria's exclusive weapon is the weapon she brought from her hometown of Cainhurst.

But unlike the weapons favored by ordinary blood nobles, [Falling Leaves] does not require the use of blood power, but rather values ??the user's own skill and quality.

This is also one of the signs that Maria has different ideas from her relatives.

This was the first time Lan En saw the weapon on Maria's waist unsheathed.

"It's really cold."

The gloomy blade seemed to be stained with old blood. Lan En narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the opposite person.

As for Maria's emotion when facing the witcher, under the shadow of the three-cornered hat, her beautiful and cold face was filled with a sense of danger.

"Who are you anyway?"

She repeated her question.

"The [Acceleration Technique] you displayed at that moment. It's hard to find a second one in all of Yanan. And what you are doing now."

Maria cast her cold eyes at the patient on the steel bed next to her, glanced cautiously and quickly, and then quickly turned back to Lan En.

"What did you want to do to him just now?"

"I just wanted to help him."

Lan En's tone was calm, but his brows had frowned slightly, and his left hand was pressed on the hilt of the Lake Lady Sword at his waist.

"The church is helping him! And you" Maria's usually cold voice now had a rare fluctuation. "Have evil intentions!"

A ‘hoo’ sound!

The gloomy and flashy huntress disappeared like smoke! The one-shoulder cloak on her side made a trembling sound at the violent speed of movement!

[Acceleration Technique]!

The Yharnam hunters advocate ultra-high-speed transitions between offense and defense, and what enables them to do all this is their miraculous ultra-high-speed dodge.

It explodes with exaggerated instantaneous speed over a relatively short distance.

And [Acceleration Technique] is the ultimate sublimation of this skill by an old hunter who is obsessed with hunting day and night!

The moment Maria disappeared, Lan En quickly dodged backwards almost at the same time!

"Dang!"

Because the smoke and dust rolled up by [Acceleration Technique] had not yet landed, a group of sparks spread in a circle in another direction!

?Dengli?!

The sparkling silver Lake Lady's Sword is pressed against the gloomy and luxurious [Falling Leaf] blade.

Lan En had just dashed backwards in the same direction as the opponent, greatly reducing the relative speed between him and Maria.

In the end, with little effort, he suppressed the thrust from the opposite side with the sudden flash of the sword.

"The knife is very fast, but with this technique that is so fast that even I would consider it excellent, your breathing is messed up."

The witcher held the knife in one hand, lowered his head slightly and came closer to Maria's face, looking at her meaningfully.

"People with this kind of technology can't control their breathing. Why is this?"

"This is because you want to harm the patients here!" Maria gritted her teeth. "The Healing Church is the only hope for these patients to survive! And you want to destroy it!"

Maria was now sure that the terrifying feeling of oppression she felt towards Lan En was not an illusion at all!

This man's power is like a terrifying beast!

Lan En was condescending, and the brim of his tricorn hat prevented him from seeing Maria's face.

But with a 'clang' sound, the sparks belonging to Yanan's deformed weapon suddenly flashed under the movement of mechanical deformation!

The short sword that was originally connected to the tail of the long sword was smoothly and directly removed by the huntress. Then the long and short swords were coordinated to break away from Lan En's suppression with a technical technique.

The blades were intertwined with each other, and the up and down positions and suppressive force changed each other as the two people exchanged swords.

The blades of the two long knives rubbed against each other, producing sparks of steel.

This process lasted for two seconds.

The reason it was only two seconds was because Lan En had already pulled away and retreated.

And strangely enough, Maria, who had been so aggressive just now, was completely frozen while still maintaining the posture of attacking.

"If you just want to get angry and use your hands to cover up your panic, then I can only play with you until here."

As if the situation where the blades were facing each other just now did not exist, the demon hunter put Alondette back into the scabbard on his waist and spoke to Maria in a deep voice.

"It's okay to deceive yourself when you lose control of your emotions, but if you continue like this, then I think you will only get in the way of me if you stay here, so you'd better avoid it."

After saying that, Lan En picked up a brass syringe from the experimental table again, passed by Maria who was frozen with the knife in his sight, and walked towards the patient on the steel hospital bed. The brass needle was inserted into the patient's skinny arm, and then a little bit of the viscous gray-white blood was extracted with difficulty.

Behind Lan En, there was a "crunching" sound.

Lan En knew clearly that the leather gloves were squeezing and rubbing against the metal handle due to excessive force.

Then there was the sound of weapons being put away.

"I thought I thought these patients would really get better here." Lan En was drawing blood with difficulty while listening to the voice behind him.

There was still a rare emotion in Maria's voice, but it was not the anger just now, but bitterness.

"I thought that as long as the patients here get through it, they will get better to some extent. At least it is better than waiting to die outside."

Lan En's hand holding the syringe paused for a moment, then his movements returned to smoothness, and he pulled the syringe out of the patient's arm.

He knew that there were not many people in this research hall who really cared about patients.

And those patients, when they were in so much pain that they wanted to hurt themselves or simply die, they would still curl up on the bed and shout Maria's name.

To make patients who are basically living worse than death remember and talk about it like this. Lan En can't believe that Maria didn't devote her sincerity to the patients.

But precisely because Maria cared about and cared about those patients, she now broke into a laboratory she had never entered before. It was only when she saw this scene that she felt the most uncomfortable.

After watching this scene in the laboratory, who can say that the clergy care about the lives of their patients?

If it’s true that ‘in the process of researching and exploring the plague, there will inevitably be loss of life’, even Maria can accept this statement.

She will be sad, but understand.

But now the patient's corpses are piled on the ground like rotten pillows! No respect, no regret.

Just treat it like an object and use it nakedly! Throw it away or replace it after use!

She obviously just wants to take a look! Just take a look inside this locked laboratory separated by only one door!

Maria bit her lip, her leather-gloved hands unconsciously placed on her chest, and she clenched her clothes tightly.

"It's not your fault."

Lan En held the syringe and steadily walked past Maria, who was standing blankly, and returned to the edge of the test table.

"You trust the church, but you don't understand this knowledge, so you can only place your hope on them. This is not your fault."

"But it was me who comforted them, asked them to be patient, and gave them hope that the disease could be cured here. But in the end they only got these more painful deaths."

Maria's cold voice was trembling a little as she spoke in a low voice.

After a brief silence, she took a deep breath.

The breath was as deep as inhaling all the weird smell of medicine and the smell of the patients' blood in this laboratory into his lungs.

After taking a breath, Maria's voice returned to its usual emotionless tone.

"I apologize for my impulsiveness."

Maria regained her composure so quickly. Or rather, she suppressed the pain and sadness in her heart. Maria's performance made Lan En turn around slightly in surprise.

And facing the amber cat's eyes were a pair of cold blood-red eyes.

Maria's current mental state is dangerous.

The witcher was keenly aware of this, but then he sighed and shook his head.

How can a hunter from Yanan remain mentally healthy? More or less.

"I accept."

Lan En said as he continued the work at hand. He put the gray blood he had just drawn into a test tube, and then prepared to add his own alchemical reagents to it.

But before adding reagents into the test tube, he turned around and asked.

"How many people outside have seen you come back now?"

"Except for the Sumeru descendants at the stairs, no one saw them." Maria shook her head, her mood still depressed. "Because I was wary of you, I quietly turned back halfway to take a look."

"I can probably feel how strong you are, so I also know that alarming others is equivalent to alarming you."

Did you have a bad first impression of yourself, so you become more and more suspicious later on?

That's normal.

Lan En thought in his heart.

In fact, this is also related to being too tight on time.

If things weren't so urgent, then with Lan En's ability, he could slow down his pace so that no one would notice anything unusual about him.

Let alone Maria.

The witcher glanced at the huntress who was born into the blood noble family.

She looked cold and capable, but after spending some time in the research hall, she still just felt something was wrong with the clergy, and did not realize that the original purpose of setting up the research hall was wrong.

Dealing with Maria Lan didn't even seem like a problem.

(End of chapter)