Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1287 1259. Mad Patient
After walking around the first floor of the research hall, Lan En had basically gone through it.

Under Adeline's guidance, various small rooms and doors were revealed to Lan En in a limited way.

But Adeline couldn't continue to take him to a higher level.

"Recently, many gray blood disease patients have developed symptoms of rage and delirium during treatment, and they have attacked the doctors of the church."

Adeline clasped her hands together and said to Lan with a little apology.

"So the church sent some descendants of Sumeru to guard the stairs, and some hunters to prevent the situation from getting out of control. I can't take you up to the second floor."

But as she spoke, she looked at Lan En with an expectant look.

"How is it? Even if it's only on the first floor, you should be able to see the Church's advanced medical technology, right? After all, you understand it, right?"

Lan En nodded hesitantly: "Yanan is indeed very advanced."

This was a lie. Lan En had never been outside of Yharnam in this world, so of course he had no idea what the medical level was like outside of Yharnam.

But when I think about the fact that there are so many foreign hunters in Yharnam who come from all over the world and want to use [blood therapy] to fight terminal illnesses, there should be nothing wrong with that vague answer.

But then, Lan En crossed his arms, lowered his head, and asked Adeline with interest.

"But you seem to want to persuade me to join the Healing Church."

The Blood Saint dodged at first, then raised her hand to push her hair behind her ears.

"Although not everyone can become the Blood Saint, I have the status I have in the church now, so luck is definitely a factor, right?"

"I don't have any special skills or advantages. I'm not as wise as a scholar who can study great knowledge. I'm not as brave and calm as a hunter who can fight monsters and protect the city."

Adeline's clasped hands were twisted awkwardly.

"I want to do something for the church and for others. After all, I have been lucky enough to receive more care than others, but all I can give is blood. I don't know what others will think, but I don't like it!"

"Although I don't have knowledge, wisdom, or strength, I can at least try to do something! That's what I think!"

At first, Adeline probably just wanted to answer Lan and make him more willing to become a Yharnam hunter.

But as they were talking, Lan En could clearly feel that Adeline must have mustered up the courage to express some of her emotions.

After saying this, she lowered her head shyly and apologetically.

"S-Sorry, did I say too much?"

"As far as the conversation style of the Yharnam people is concerned, there are indeed many." Lan En tilted his head and commented, causing Adeline to lower her head even more. "But I am a foreigner and I can't adapt to the conversation style of the Yharnam people at all. Yours is okay."

Adeline breathed a sigh of relief and looked up: "Phew~ Please stop teasing me."

Lan shrugged his shoulders in obedience and changed the subject.

"But Adeline," the witcher changed the subject, and then turned his head to look around at the research hall which covered a large area and had a high ceiling.

"Is this really a facility for treating and researching gray blood disease? Facing the plague, the Healing Church seems to have no sense of isolation at all. Hunters and clergy are all walking around freely without any protection."

The architectural structure of this research hall is completely hollow in the middle.

Lan En didn't know whether there were stairs in the main buildings around him, but in the middle of the building was a thick and tall wooden pillar. The spiral staircase surrounding this pillar extended at the corresponding floor height and connected the floors.

The giant columns are decorated with intricate reliefs and engravings, full of Gothic gloomy beauty.

"There is no doubt about the Healing Church's determination to save the world and defeat the plague!"

In response to Lan's question, Adeline smiled.

"Every patient here will be well taken care of. The clergy and scholars will treat them wholeheartedly, and the hunters will ensure that they will not hurt themselves or others during their illness."

"We are all people who have undergone [blood therapy]. We who have received the sacred blood will not be infected by the gray blood disease, so protective measures are unnecessary."

Lan En smiled noncommittally: "That should be the case."

Under the cloak, the friction and collision sounds of Smaug's armor plates could be heard from time to time, causing Adeline to look over there with curiosity several times.

After all, for the Victorian-style Yharnam, Lann's heavy and thick real armor is completely a thing of the previous era.

It can be called an antique.

Adeline couldn't imagine that there were people out there using such equipment to do the work of hunters.

Lan En seemed to be persuaded by himself.

The Blood Saint thought to herself.

Then I'll give him some advice later. If he still uses this old-fashioned combat equipment in Yharnam, there will definitely be big problems when it comes to real work.

But just when Adeline wanted to open her mouth to remind the tall man next to her.

Lan En suddenly seemed to have discovered something and sniffed. Then he frowned and looked at Adeline seriously. "Are you still researching lycanthropy here?"

The demon hunter's keen senses suddenly detected the stench of Yharnam beasts amid the complex smell of medicines in the research hall, but it was different from the strong, sticky human blood smell of ordinary beast patients.

More complex and more hidden.
"Beastiality?" Adeline was visibly stunned. She didn't expect Lan to ask this question here. "No, how could it be?"

"This place originally conducted research on blood, and later began to accept patients with gray blood disease. But they all received the sacred [blood therapy], so how could they be related to the beast disease?"

Adeline's tone was so firm that it could almost be described as a matter of course.

[Blood Therapy] can cure everything. This ancient disease, beast disease, still exists in Yharnam today. It’s just that because there is not enough sacred blood, [Blood Therapy] cannot be popularized to everyone in Yharnam.

This is what the Healing Church claims, and Adeline and Mark both believe it sincerely.

But before Adeline could finish the last few words, 'involved'.

On the second floor of the Research Hall
"Crack!"

The chaotic noise of glass and wooden window frames shattering suddenly broke the busy but quiet atmosphere in the research hall!

A clergyman in a black uniform fell from the air behind Adeline, and with a sound like a water bag bursting, he smashed directly into the sunken dry pool on the first floor of the research hall!

Under the pressure of gravity, a line of blood was squeezed out of his body and flew out diagonally three or four meters away!

Lan En realized in an instant: the height difference between the second and first floors of the research hall was about seven meters. The amount and intensity of bleeding was not something that could be caused by a simple fall - this person's body was already bleeding heavily before he fell!
Sure enough, the culprit that caused the heavy bleeding also fell down the next moment!

"Ow!"

He screamed at the top of his lungs, madly and irrationally. He even screamed too hard, and there were even chaotic gasps in his voice.

Like a dying donkey.

But the cry was not funny, on the contrary, it was very crazy and dangerous.

It was a patient wearing a dirty hospital gown.

Yanan's hospital gown is basically a loose dress, with the same style for men and women. This type of clothing is supposed to be designed to make it easier for medical staff to check the patient's body at any time.

But now, the patient's chest and upper arms were tied with strong leather straps, as if to restrict his ability to move.

Just like the bodies of the gray-blood patients Lan En had seen before, he did not grow thick and tough black hair outside his body.

This is very different from being a lycanthrope, and is even different enough to be considered two different conditions.

But at the same time, the body of the gray-blood patient who jumped down began to become deformed!

As the other party jumped down with a roar, Lan En reached out and pulled Adeline, who had not yet reacted and had her back to the scene, behind him.

At the same time, he frowned at the crazed gray-blood patient.

The trunk of his body could not be seen because of the loose hospital gown, but his limbs were as thin as sticks. If his arms were to hang completely down, they could easily touch his calves!

Physical deformity caused by illness!

The most noticeable thing about a patient with gray blood is the position of his head.

The head was wrapped in a grey sack with large red and grey bloodstains oozing out from the inside out.

The sack is very large and will definitely be loose when put on a normal person's head. After all, there is no problem fitting two heads inside.

But on the shoulders of this patient with gray blood, the sack was bulging.

One could even vaguely see a large piece of wriggling flesh inside the coarse cloth, forming one undulating outline after another!

Is the thing inside that sack really a human head?
"Pfft!"

The gray blood patient was holding an iron rod in his deformed and skinny hand. It looked like the rod for hanging infusion bottles in the hospital was pulled down by him.

The sharp severed head stabbed into the body of the clergyman in the dry pool again as the gray-blood patient fell.

Abundant blood gushed out as new wounds appeared on the body.

The gray-blooded man was very strong. He swung the iron rod in his hand, and the clergyman pierced by it became like a rag doll.

Blood was splattered in the air, and with the sound of wind, it hit the cupboard against the wall on the first floor with a "whoosh".

The glass on the cupboard was broken, and the bottles and jars inside were also smashed to the ground.

The impact also seemed to have shattered some dangerous samples in the cupboard.

A stream of blue-grey liquid splashed out and hit the ground with a sizzling sound like frying fat, emitting a burst of corrosive white smoke.

(End of this chapter)