Chapter 1343 1315. Preparation
"What are you doing? Henryk, who was carried back to Orton Chapel by Lan En, covered his head and got up sleepily, making a dull complaint. "Does Master William have a problem with ? This is the second ti, and I fell asleep when we t. "
Gascoigne's wife, the kind-hearted Viola, had already cleaned the stinking monster blood from the old hunter's body while he was sleeping, and was smiling and shaking his head.
"It's not that he has a problem with you." Lan En, who had just been chatting with Gascoigne about his plans after the hunting night, sat on the steps and defended Master William.
"It's just that there are so things over there that are not suitable for people like you to see."
"A person like ?" The old hunter raised his head in surprise, "What do you an by this?"
Lan En scratched his chin and realized that his words did seem a bit ambiguous, as if he was saying that Master William looked down on Henrik.
But in fact, making Henryk fall asleep as soon as he entered was Master William's recognition of him.
This unconscious old hunter relied solely on his hunting experience and skills to not only survive until this hunting night, but also to keep the Gascoyne family safe and sound.
He has hunted too many deep and terrifying beasts in Yharnam in his life.
This endless night of hunting was the pinnacle battlefield of his career.
Although he himself couldn't feel how many monsters he had killed this night because he was not awake.
But there is no doubt that even in Lan En's feeling, Henrik is about to activate [Spiritual Vision].
He is so good at hunting that even if he is only hunting relatively common monsters, the accumulated numbers, the experience rooted in him, and the understanding of monsters are silently improving his 'vision'.
And under this situation, if he were to co into contact with Master William again, [Spiritual Vision] would almost certainly appear in Henryk's body.
Lan En's [Spiritual Vision] has grown in Yanan, which is nothing. After all, his journey is still going on, and he will see all kinds of strange sights in the future.
The ‘nutrition’ from Yarnan will naturally be diluted and diluted. Unable to connect with this world.
But Henryk had told the witcher before that he was really tired of hunting, so having [Spirit Vision] would be harmful rather than helpful to him.
Getting involved with Yanan. For a person who wants to live a peaceful life in the future, this is a stupid idea.
Lan En shook his head and ignored the old hunter who was still thinking about himself.
The alchemy leather bag that was originally tied to his waist was now placed on the ground in front of him, and the demon hunter put his two hands into it, making a tinkling sound.
After a long absence, Lan En began to act like an orthodox demon hunter and seriously prepared for the war.
Magic potions, bombs, sword oil, and so props that may be used in battle were all carefully organized by him and placed in the alchemy leather bag according to custom, so that they can be easily used at any ti.
Preparation before battle is logically a necessary process for a demon hunter to improve his combat status to its peak.
But Lan En's working environnt is completely different from that of ordinary demon hunters.
Even in Kaer Morhen's thickest to, there is absolutely no record of the enemies and monsters he faced.
It's like those senior demon hunter masters have never considered how to efficiently break through the protective shield effect of an Isu creation armor.
The demon hunter's combat style of making targeted preparations based on his understanding of monsters was really not very effective here.
The strength and type of enemies are always new, and battles are always sudden, and it's **** hard to be prepared.
Coupled with Lan En's own quality and skills, which can be regarded as a small achievent, the usual pre-war preparations naturally do not seem to be too important.
But this ti, the enemy he has to face is conservatively estimated to be...
Thinking of this, Lan En's hand that was reaching into the alchemy leather bag to organize the equipnt did not pause or lag at all.
He still carried out the work at hand smoothly and accurately.
So far, the theoretically strongest enemy that Lan En has faced is still the [Lothrik Demon King] Osroais from the Fla World.
As one of the gods of fire, he is the **** in charge of fire-transmitting rituals since Gwen, the King of Fire. He has successfully spread fire for tens of thousands of years with the Kingdom of Lothrik he established.
In the doomsday when the flas were dying out, Lothric before the civil strife was still the absolute overlord.
At that ti, whether it was due to his own instructions or the self-assertion of the priests, the White Sect had already begun to place him as the main **** of the fire gods for worship and propaganda.
It's just that when Lan En suddenly t him, he had already given up most of his power for the dragon transformation experint and had ssed up his own mind.
But even so, Lan En still didn't dare to let the opponent touch him even a little bit in that battle.
Because even if he is crippled and crazy, Oceroes' power is still too advanced.
Any amount of power can penetrate all of Lan En's resistance thods, as if those resistance forces can't even touch the opponent's power.
The thods of both sides are not on the sa level at all.
There is no doubt that Osroais is a great god.
Even if he moved to the world of Yanan, Lan En did not think that the opponent would be weaker than the so-called ancient gods and superiors, but would only be stronger.
But in the final analysis, even if Lan En killed Osloes, he was still a crippled and crazy demon king.
But this ti
Amidst a series of collisions of glass bottles, Lan En put his [Combat Potion Combination] together and his [Healing Potion Combination] on the other side.
"So, this is why you can draw a big sword out of thin air directly from your back?" Gascoigne ca over, sat next to Lan En, looked at the alchemy leather bag and said to him with interest.
I don’t know how this guy can see with his eyes covered with cloth and without [spiritual vision].
But judging from the results, he was indeed able to see.
"Your arm is almost completely stuck in, it's just such a small bag."
Gascoigne used his hands to show the size of the alchemical leather bag.
Such a leather bag that can be carried around, similar to a small satchel, can allow a person of Lan En's size to put both hands into it, which is obviously not normal.
"Is this a specialty of your hotown? It seems very convenient."
"Absolutely." Lan En raised his eyebrows and smiled, a little teasingly, "It's a very expensive specialty."
"But when we first t, I didn't feel like you were very wealthy."
"Inherit it." Lan En was startled for a mont, then smiled nonchalantly, "This is the package I inherited from my teacher."
"Then your teacher must care about you."
Gascoigne naturally guessed.
"This matter is different from what you think." Lan En shrugged casually, and kept arranging his hands, "Anyway, it's a long story."
Gascoigne said no more, and for a while the only sound left in the scene was Lan sorting out his alchemy leather bag.
But the silence did not last long.
"I heard what Henrik said, Lan." Gascoigne did not turn his head to look at the witcher. He just lowered his head and looked at the steps where he was sitting. His tone was low and emotionless.
"Ask him what his plans are after this hunting night is over."
"Just asking." Lan En said casually, "You should think about it later."
"But Lan En," Gascoigne said in a low voice, then slowly turned his head and faced the witcher, "none of us thought about this issue before you asked this question."
"It's like this night has been too long, so long that we no longer have the energy to think about it."
There was a slight pause in Lan En's movent of packing the packages, but then it imdiately returned to normal.
"You are just too tired." He said comforting words in a relaxed tone, "When this hunting night is over, have a good rest, and everything will be over."
"Will it really pass?" Gascoigne asked imdiately, his tone even a little aggressive, "We don't have to do anything and this night will pass?"
"." Lan En fell silent, and the hand that was arranging the alchemy leather bag stopped. "It seems you guessed it."
"I'm not stupid, Lan." Gascoigne said solemnly, "You ca back suddenly and suddenly asked Henrik what his plans were after the night. I'm not stupid."
"You say this as if Henryk is stupid, haha." The witcher laughed.
"He's not stupid either." Gascoigne didn't relax because of Lan En's smile. He still had a sullen face. "He's just calr than . He wants to wait for you to speak."
"Lan." Gascoigne said extrely seriously, "If we can end this hunting night, we will hunt for it, no matter how terrifying the target is."
Speaking of this, Lan En suddenly started packing his packages again, just like before.
He chuckled and said, "Yes, it does require hunting a horrific monster to end the night, but that's my hunt."
"It's mine alone. Hunting."
"Don't be brave, now is not the ti!" Gascoigne put his hand on Lan En's arm armor.
"Then when is the ti?" Lan En smiled and turned to look at the position where Gascoigne was holding him down.
The hunter who was once a priest was also surprised and subconsciously let go of his hand.
How could Lan En's strength be compared to what he had before?
No. Is this really a human body?
Gascoigne was blindfolded, so his sense of touch was even more acute.
He had known before that Lan En's body was different from ordinary people, but he couldn't understand the extent of the changes after this eting.
Lan En's expression did not change. He just watched Gascoigne retract his palm and continued talking.
"Wait until Viola takes that beautiful ruby brooch and walks out of the house at night looking for her husband who won't co back?"
"Should we let Olivia and Victoria wait at ho for the two adults who left one after another?"
"Then Henrik ca to the door and found a huge house empty?"
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