107 Communion (1/2)
The first thing Surgit did was head towards the messengers' shop and bought Gascoigne's set of armor using his core. It wasn't a knight's armor but against firearms and beast claws, metallic armor would only get a person killed. He needed a garb that would allow for more speed and offer him more storage pockets in order to store more vials and other items.
Gascoigne's garb also offered better poison resistance, something he needed during the fight against the blood starved beast. Having more bullets and more blood vials would always give a hunter an advantage against his foes. Surgit didn't bother upgrading his power though. He just bought some more blood vials to be used in the future from the fountain shop. He had about ten in his belt.
If he acted more carefully, he wouldn't need to use all of them during his fights. He browsed the shop more and found out that more weapons were available for him to purchase, provided he had the blood echoes required for them.
He didn't want to focus more on weapons at that moment. He was pretty satisfied with his saw cleaver and didn't bother searching for more. The only thing he managed to confirm was that more badges meant more weapons available to him on the shop. It looked like the messenger in the fountain recognized those badges and offered him more weapons and items to choose from.
He went back inside the workshop, he would've wanted to improve his weapon more but he needed more blood stone shards. In fact, he needed twin blood stone shards and he didn't even know where he could manage to find some.
He sat down on a sofa and tried to recall the events that happened earlier. He was transported to a new place with more dangerous enemies, far more dangerous than the ones he had faced before. The garb he had just purchased allowed him swift movement and more storage, but it wouldn't give him more speed.
In fact, speed and agility were not part of the unique characteristics he could upgrade to become faster. He could increase his skill and it will allow him to perform quicker steps and will give him faster reflexes.
But he wanted to be faster. He wanted to anticipate more of those attacks that could instantly kill you. He remembered how the first kidnapper just vanished from sight. He knew that they jumped and landed behind him. But even his own enhanced reflexes and vision didn't allow him to see the speed at which they moved.
He dreaded facing two or three of those at a time. They were dangerous and deadly. He found himself thinking about how much he enjoyed winning. He loved seeing his enemy's blood rushing out of its body. He enjoyed avoiding a deadly strike then dealing a far deadlier one. That game was dangerous, but winning it was thrilling and he craved more dangers and more victories.
He regretted not having a senior though, someone to give him more information about the places he visited, about the history of the hunters and the healing church. After all, he became part of a special faction within the city of Yharnam.
Hunters were one of the oldest factions to exist and their history was closely linked to the one of the healing church. But Gehrman wasn't very talkative and the only hunters he managed to meet were Francis who appeared to know more than him about the city but chose to conceal most his knowledge; and Alfred who was as clueless as him when it came to matters of the healing church and the hunters.
”Knowledge is power!” He said, imitating one of his old teachers back in the days when he thought he would have a brilliant future. Gehrman had spoken about someplace where hunters could partake in communion however.