"You better give me an explanation, Mark!"
Henrik grabbed the clergyman's shoulder, visibly agitated. But immediately, he was shocked to find that his old acquaintance actually shook off his hand.
That strength... not an ordinary person!
"I have no explanation for you. The spread of the beast plague has worsened, it's harder to control, and more difficult patients have emerged, that's it."
Mark retracted his hand immediately after shaking off Henrik, keeping it within his robe, speaking calmly.
By this time, the place they were in had gradually become filled with supplies brought out from the Hunter Workshop.
The notification by the Healing Church regarding the Night of the Hunt was only passed onto the hunters who were to work, not widely told to the public.
However, the people living around the supply points were neither blind nor dumb. When they saw so many things being hurriedly transported and adjusted, a nervous tension spread throughout the area.
