Chapter 1278 1250. Church Hunter Cathedral


    "May the Holy Blood guide our paths."


    Speaking of the measures to heal the church, Mark, who always looked calm, took out a ne from under his cor, held it in his hand and praised it in a low voice.


    Lan En pursed his lips. He seemed to know why old Yharnam suddenly broke out in the mouth of the ''future'' Henryk, and arge-scale lycanthropy disease that destroyed the city suddenly broke out.


    He had already determined when he came to Yananst time that the so-called ''sacred blood'' was not a good thing at all.


    And gray blood disease has infected arge area of ??the poption, and [Blood Therapy] injects sacred blood into these seriously ill patients to save lives. The area affected is no different from the gue, right?


    Could it be that the hunting night that burned down the city had its roots here?


    Lan En was silent, but Henrik, who was sitting on the chair, echoed Mark.


    "May the Holy Blood guide our paths."


    As he spoke, he looked at the ne held in Mark''s hand.


    "Sword Hunter Badge? It seems that you passed the test and are now considered to be a hunter?"


    "It''s just persistent training and the help of the sacred blood." Mark shook his head and said humbly, "And now the church is in need of hunters. I always feel that my assessment standards are low."


    Henrik smiled softly.


    "It''s a pass even if it''s low, congrattions. Hum."


    If he hadn''t known that they had a good rtionship, Lan En would probably have thought that Henrik''sughter was a malicious sneer.


    But this is actually just the habitual tone of their Yharnam hunters.


    The demon hunter, who also saw the sword hunter badge that represented his identity, had a deep meaning in his eyes.


    His eyes wandered between the badge and Mark.


    He seemed to understand something about the rtionship between the clergy, this badge, and Henryk.


    After bringing Lan En, Henryk left not long after. Hunters usually work at night and rest during the day.


    And Mark said in Henryk''s mouth that ''the work and rest hours are simr to those of a hunter'', but that was before him.


    Now that he has passed the examination and became a hunter directly under the church, there are still many procedures to go through.


    "Rest here if you need to."


    Mark said to Lan En with a calm expression.


    "This was originally a house that Henrik and I rented together, but heter became a hunter and his benefits and ie increased, so he moved out."


    "I''m about to move out now. If you don''t have a ce to stay in Yanan, this ce can be used for you."


    "Thank you." Lan En looked at the room, seeming to be very interested, and responded to Mark.


    "By the way, if it''s really troublesome to wait in line for [Blood Therapy], then you can wait for me. Before deciding whether to be a hunter in Yanan, I want to know more about this city."


    "Ah." Mark was rtively calm at first, but then he showed a clear expression. "It seems that you heard some bad words from the Yannan peoplest night."


    The cleric shook his head: "Even the church can''t do anything about Yanan''s xenophobia. But since you are here to seek [blood treatment] in Yanan, then for the sake of your own body and life, a little gossip shouldn''t matter, right?"


    "That''s what I say." Lan En smiled, "But who really doesn''t care?"


    "If this is your wish, then I will do it."


    Without saying much or suggesting much, Mark was just prepared to do what Lan En asked.


    While speaking, Mark had already readjusted his Healing Church clergy uniform.


    This uniform is a robe made of silk material. It looks good as a uniform, but it is also difficult to organize.


    It took him a lot of effort to get the long white strip of cloth embroidered with the Healing Church logo on his back to hang down from the center of his back.


    Then he put on his hood again and prepared to turn around and go out.


    And just when Mark''s hand was already on the door lock, Lan En''s seemingly unintentional inquiry came from behind him.


    "I heard Henryk say on the way that the Good Golden Cup Church is the current manager of Yanan, and the Healing Church wants to take over the management?"


    Mark, who had already put on the hood on the back of his uniform, turned his head: "So you''re worried about unrest?"


    "But that''s not necessary. After all, Henrik can already tell you casually, right?"


    "The Good Gold Cup Church will inevitably be eliminated because they don''t want to make progress, so they will inevitably be reced by the Healing Church that can make progress and save people from the gue."


    "If this process goes smoothly, there will be no violence or conflict. Because in Yanan now, who will support the useless Golden Cup of Goodness?"


    "If they don''t want to hand over the management of this great city, then the Yannan people wille to settle ounts with them."


    "Does this answer reassure you?"


    Lan En stood by the window, looking at the patch of lighting in from the narrow window, and said nomittally: "It''s okay."


    Mark saw that he still didn''t change his words, so he still didn''t say anything, just unlocked the door and walked outside.


    Lan En looked at the light spot and followed the light to the small window for lighting. This floor is located in a water channel, so don’t expect much lighting.


    Even this small window was vaguely covered with a lot of grease and dirt, making the sunlight that came in look muddy.


    But is it really just because the windows are dirty that the sunlight appears muddy?


    Lan En didn''t say much, not even talking to Mentos in his mind.


    He just put on the hood of his cloak and walked out of the room.


    The old Yanan from decades ago, and a short memory that he had inexplicably lost. If all of this was really as simple as a ''coincidence'', then Lan En felt that he could take off his own head and y it as a ball.


    "Keep map recording on, Mentos."


    Opening the door, the witcher raised the brim of his hood and looked at the sky where his vision was restricted by the ditch.


    "There are a lot of things we need to figure out."


    —


    Yanam, church town.


    Church Town is a town established by the Healing Church on Yharnam. People once spected that this was a sign that the Healing Church was dissatisfied with the current situation of Yharnam being managed by the Good Golden Cup Church and was preparing to start a new business.


    Because now, the Healing Church, which is kind, selfless, and brave and enterprising in research, has sent many clergy to Yanan to maintain medical treatment homes in order to solve gray blood disease.


    Moreover, a town cannot rise out of thin air. The manpower and material resources are actually hired and purchased from Yananli.


    Even the clergy of the Healing Church are mostly Yannanese.


    However, the top leaders of the Healing Church still set up their main buildings, such as cathedrals, in the church town instead of Yanan, which is the main popted area.


    Church Town is expanding, and people say that the Healing Church will build a new Yharnam on a higher mountain with the Church Town as its center.


    But people have no objections.


    After all, old Yharnam has been so bad due to lycanthropy, gray blood disease, and the ipetence of the Good Golden Cup Church. It should be a good thing no matter how you think about it, to have a new Yharnam established?


    In the newly established Healing Church Cathedral, many people are gathering here.


    These people are all rted to the Healing Church.


    These people may be wearing the uniforms of the clergy within the Healing Church, but the uniforms of these people are all white, which is different from the general clergy who appear outside.


    And there are hunters.


    Hunters who are covered in the thick **** smell of wild beasts without realizing it, even enjoying themselves.


    There are two types of hunters, one is the regr hunters employed by the Healing Church, and the other is the church hunters who were formed by Ludwig and directly belong to the Healing Church.


    Ludwig enjoys a heroic reputation and reputation among Yharnam.


    His poprity and reputation even allowed him to do something that many people would never dare to think of—attracting locals from Yharnam to be hunters.


    The origin of lycanthropy in the Yanan region is too old to be verified, and the Yanan people also know very well that those patients who have been deformed to the point of no longer being human may actually be no different from them a day ago.


    They are all natives of Yanan.


    So when the Healing Church''s [blood therapy] technology became famous and countless outsiders came here eager to cure terminal illnesses, they became hunters.


    Can enjoy the [Blood Therapy] technology first, but at the same time, outsiders must also do jobs that locals are unwilling to do—


    Hunting those lycanthropes who until recently were normal Yharnamites.


    When locals kill locals, regardless of emotional issues, there will be awkwardness and resistance even if it is purely psychological.


    But Ludwig was able to rely on his reputation and reputation to attract local people to join the church hunters.


    Those people regard "fighting with Ludwig" as an honor and regard the status of a church hunter as a hero.


    There is also a kind of person in the cathedral. They wear bachelor''s robes and look quiet and thoughtful. They are schrs of Byron Weiss.


    Most people actually know that many of the ideas and knowledge of the Healing Church originated from that great university.


    Lawrence, the founder and Archbishop of the Healing Church, was also an outstanding student taught by Master William.


    It was only for some reasons unknown to the public that Lawrence left Byron Weiss and established the Healing Church today.


    But now it seems that there is not apleteck of contact after parting ways.


    Theyout in the cathedral is very ordinary, with a pulpit for preaching and many benches for believers facing the pulpit.


    But now the people sitting on the bench are not believers, but hunters.


    The obviously unusual clergy on the pulpit were not expounding the church''s philosophy and leading people to pray to the Holy Blood.


    Instead, they were in twos and threes, standing together with the Byron Weiss schrs, whispering and whispering.


    Rather than a so-called ''church priest'', he is more like a researcher who can chat with schrs.


    Archbishop Lawrence also lowered his head and talked with a schr who looked very gloomy.


    He seems to be the leader of these schrs.


    Maria, who just opened the door and walked in, frowned and nced around. She subconsciously didn''t like this atmosphere.