Game: I'm a Hunter in the Blood Curse World

Vann let out a long sigh of relief, for he remembered Karl's fate.

It rotted in the filthy little wooden house, but it kept its promise and did not become a beast.

Van En thought of Don Quixote again.

This old hunter, like his junior apprentice Karl, died with dignity.

But their temperament remained as stubborn as their teacher, Leslie.

To protect the women and children in the tomb, Tang Ji risked his life despite his own injuries.

Carl, in his pursuit of the truth, devoted a great deal of precious time to investigation.

Vann looked towards the Bloodseeker's Path Cathedral, squinted at the relief of William McCallet, and whispered:

"I don't know what kind of person you are, but since you're standing next to Doug, you must be someone he trusts a lot."

Although... your descendants have betrayed you, under the shining light of your name, there are still members of the William family who will protect your honor!

However, Karl's voice still lingered within the blue obelisk.

After stating his demand to kill his 'teacher,' he paused for a full three minutes before continuing:

"Furthermore, you must be wary of the Grimm Troupe, that organization of William the Traitor. I've discovered through clues that they've set their sights on the sea route home. You must be prepared... *sizzle*... *sizzle*..."

Carl's voice suddenly disappeared halfway through his sentence, like a broken telephone line.

But soon, Karl's voice rang out again, only now it sounded very tired:

"That's all I wanted to tell you. Please return this to my apprentice; I have something else to say to him... *sizzle*... *sizzle*..."

Snapped!

The sound stopped abruptly, without any further noise.

Even when Vann pressed the button a few more times, there was no response.

"Um?"

Fan En was somewhat surprised, but understood that these were words meant for him, so he stopped doing anything and waited patiently.

I didn't expect to wait for two whole hours; Katya even started yawning.

"Fan En hiccup... Your Excellency, you've been sleeping for ages, wake up... ah... please!"

"Has something gone wrong? Is that little purple hand really that unreliable?"

Looking at the motionless blue obelisk in his hand, Vann shook his head helplessly and returned to the real world.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Katya yawning and rubbing her eyes, looking like she hadn't slept well.

Vann sat up from Katya's lap and realized that Lilith was lying next to him.

He smiled and touched Lilith's cheek, discovering that the skin of the first Sleeping Sister had regained its elasticity and was still warm.

His breathing through his mouth and nose gradually became stronger.

However, Lilith's face was still pale, and if it weren't for the slow rise and fall of her chest, she would have looked like a perfect doll.

Katya's stomach growled twice, and after bowing to Vann, she said:

"Excuse me, Your Excellency Vann, you must be hungry too. I'll go get you something to eat."

Katya stormed out of the bedroom and headed straight for the kitchen of Putuo Cathedral.

As Vann watched Katya's retreating figure, he recalled the bald, one-handed priest he had met during the mystery of the Deer Court, and shook his head with a smile:

"This girl eats a lot and is very strong; she'd really be suitable to be a battle priest."

When Van En saw Lilith's little feet sticking out of the blanket, he covered her with it and stood up to stretch his sore body.

He looked out the window and saw a gentle moon shining down on the earth, realizing that it was already night.

Recalling the "daytime" he had seen before, Van murmured to himself:

"What an amazing world! The 'sun' during the day is actually a brighter full moon..."

After a moment's thought, Vann decided to wait until the morning after tomorrow to leave Put Town.

Firstly, by this time tomorrow, Mary and Henry's guardian spirits will be able to complete their mission.

Secondly, Katya was about to leave with him, and he planned to take the girl back to Sweet Well Village to say goodbye to Katya's parents.

By the way, Van En also wanted to visit Tanguy's grave again.

"Professor Carl's investigation report was cut off halfway through, and I don't know why. I hope Maria and the other person can bring me some useful information after they complete their mission."

Van En thought he could rest in Put Town for a few more days, but he didn't expect that after the Lu Ting mystery was over, he would bring back even more mysteries.

There was a lot of information, but Fan En kept one thing in mind:

Leslie is already a monster, and the Grimm Theatre Company wants to use him for something big. He has to go to New Deer City immediately and do everything he can to stop the Grimm Theatre Company's conspiracy!

Fan En clenched his fists, recalling his helplessness in Lu Ting:

"Ms. Leslie, I promise I won't let that tragedy happen again this time!"

hum~ hum~ hum~

The blue obelisk in his inventory started vibrating, which puzzled Van En, but he still took it out and pressed a button.

He found that there was no reaction at all.

"What is Professor Carl doing?"

Van En frowned, looking at the constantly vibrating blue obelisk in his hand, guessing that there was some encrypted information inside.

Recalling the previous situation, Van En took out the meat saw, but found that it still didn't work:

"It doesn't seem to be this one."

Fan En scratched his head, then tried the soul beast camel bell containing Lao Ba, and even shook Lao Ba out to test it.

It turned out to be useless.

Van En was completely at a loss, so he could only stop and rack his brains to guess why this situation had occurred.

"Professor Carl is a very cautious person. The way he hid this blue obelisk required a strong decryption ability to trigger it, and at the same time, he had to verify whether I was there."

"He suddenly stopped just now, clearly because he still had something to say! He's already found the opera house entrance and confirmed that Professor Leslie is inside; he's obviously not going to give up!"

"In other words... he most likely found a way in, or even the key!"

However, something unexpected happened... so they tampered with the information they left behind!

"Judging from the context of his words, he probably stayed after finding a way to get into the opera house!"

"It's clear that Professor Carl has discovered something and no longer trusts the Healing Church, which is why he's blocked this information."

"In that case, it makes perfect sense that I can't access the information behind what I got from him."

"After all, if I were controlled by the healing church, none of these things would be safe."

"So... what kind of person's item would be enough to completely convince Professor Karl, and one that I currently possess?"

Van En took out Don Quixote's brass cane, but found it still didn't work.

But when his gaze swept over the carriage's storage box, Van En suddenly caught sight of an unexpected find in the mystery of the Deer Court!

Leslie's Arcane Manual!

Vann immediately took out the item and affixed it to the blue obelisk.

Buzz~ Buzz~

The tremors of the blue obelisk gradually subsided, and a crackling sound began to emerge.

"Finally...it's done!"

Fan En breathed a sigh of relief, having expected this to happen!

Even if Karl is very cautious, Leslie's stuff must be reliable, otherwise who else can Karl trust?

"Sizzle~ Sizzle~"

Please answer the question: How many different forms can Leslie's cane take?

"Huh?" Vann was dumbfounded. He hadn't expected Karl to be so cautious and to have set a password.

This kind of thing was obviously only known to Leslie's most trusted confidants.

Van En began to frantically recall his memories.

Unexpectedly, the blue obelisk emitted a countdown sound:

"10...9...8...7..."