Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 11

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 11]

“You must recognize your mistakes and make up your mind to correct them.” Ciel spoke to the demon in a serious heart. “You must humbly ask the souls of the hunters to forgive you, your tricks, delusions, and illusions…”

“I’m a devil, and the devil never repents.” Gladiu refused brutally, “they are coming for me, why should I die? Shouldn’t I use all my methods to resist? You want me to bow my neck. To be slaughtered? Let me be destroyed by those indiscriminate piercing and banishing spells? Don’t even think about it!”

“If you want to live with me, you have to change.” Ciel’s attitude was firm. “You have to be sorry for what you did wrong.”

Gladio let out a hoarse sneer.

“Wrong? Hunters and their prey have been fighting for thousands of years, heaping corpses like mountains, and bloody cases. You are still thinking about who is right and who is wrong.”

“If there’s no right or wrong, then what should I be thinking about?”

“Think about how to climb up and out of this circle of killing each other. You and I, we can find a new path. Well, in order to calm your fragile and sensitive heart, I promise you that I will never be an enemy of mortals, I also regret killing your senior and mentor. How?”

Charles compromised in a complicated mood.

“I have one more thing to clarify…how do you guarantee that you won’t devour my soul and dominate my will?” he asked.

“It’s more difficult for me now.” Gladiu hesitated for a while before answering, “You don’t understand, I seem to be stuck in your soul.”

“Stuck? What do you mean?”

“I am a demon, and I am despicable, so when I eroded your body, my first thought was to take your will.”

“you failed.”

“Of course, your spell… After you have used ‘Yarfen Flame’, your soul… is not easy to speak.”

“Is the flame of Yafen protecting my soul?”

“Sure, but I have to get into your body, or I’ll be ruined by the world. So I force my way into your soul…and get stuck. It’s a pity you can’t understand how I feel, I’m always there Torment. The powerful demon soul of the Blade Demon is actually trapped by the tiny mortal soul…”

“You also said that hunter spells are garbage.”

“I haven’t changed my opinion.”

“What are your flying blades?”

“The product of demonic magic, but it has a time limit. It can only be active for about a day, or it will be weakened if it is attacked. I made it temporarily. Do you want it? Give me some suitable materials, and I can help you build it. ”

“I just need a weapon.”

“Yes, gather all the metals you find, and I will create the most powerful demon blade for you!”

Ciel took out Valen’s sword, and then took out the fallen blade that he had obtained earlier.

“You killed Julius and made this weapon out of his vertebrae.” Ciel looked at the skeletal part of the fallen blade.

“You slaughtered deer and used its tendons to make crossbow strings. At that time, why didn’t you hesitate at all, and the double standard also gave me a limit.”

Gladiu, the blade demon, slowly exerted its ability, the demonic substance on the fallen blade quickly peeled off, and suspended in the air into pitch-black minerals.

“What the heck is a ‘demon nature’?” Ciel asked.

“Solidized soul, we demons live on soul, use soul as fuel and tool.”

“We also burn souls when we cast spells.”

“Haven’t you heard the story of the hunter-heralds? Your spell was taught to you by the devil.”

“How much do you know about that demon.”

“I’m not sure which one it is. I haven’t come to this world very much, and the first few times I have come here are also in other countries.”

These pitch-black demonic substances adhered to Warren’s sword, forming a layer of gray plating. The entire blade slowly extended, the metal squeaked, forming a perfect arc, and the edge was extremely sharp. This is what Charles has seen. The most terrifying weapon, just looking at it will give people the illusion of being cut.

“Can mortals do it? Can mortals do it!” Gladius boasted frantically, “Look at me, Blade Demon! Master of sharp weapons, Supreme Cleaver!”

“Good weapon.” Charles nodded.

“Give it a name, I know mortals like to name all kinds of things.”

“‘Gladius’, the grey sword in a foreign land.” Ciel held up this dark weapon, the sun shone on the blade, reflecting a dazzling bright light, “a demon knife used to hunt demons.”

“Okay, I can’t wait.” Gladiu was eager to try, “Go and chop something, go and chop something, otherwise I will be very uncomfortable…”

“……yes.”

“You don’t have a master, but I can teach you many things. The first lesson is: for now, you have to learn to be submissive. When you have the power to control everything, whether it is killing me, avenging others, or extending your own ambitions , you can do it. Only until then, you can only endure! The weak are only qualified to endure!” Gladiu said.

Although this statement is harsh, it is also true.

Charles thought to himself.

I’m nothing right now, I don’t have the bargaining power with it, and I can’t hope to get this noise out of my body.

As a demon lord, Gladiu still has many secrets to dig, and it will grow in Japan.

I don’t trust it, but I have to rely on it.

Not sure if it’s also reading my thoughts now…forget it, as long as it doesn’t bother me.

Charles pondered the next plan.

First and foremost, he must leave the Dusk Forest and return to the place where the Hunter’s Sanctuary is located, the Ash Tree Hall.

It was a coastal town in the north of the Loman Kingdom, close to the border, and belonged to the Upper Loman region.

The entire Loman Kingdom is divided into four regions according to geography.

The Upper Loman region is located in the northeastern part of the kingdom, very close to the wizard’s home swamp, as well as the barbarian kingdom and the Darklands.

The west coast is the capital of the Kingdom of Loman, where King Loman established his rule. The large territory surrounding the west coast is the royal domain, making the king the strongest lord in the territory.

The Qinghe area is located in the middle of the kingdom, a vast and flat countryside, with elves’ homes and a walking forest nearby.

The Lower Loman region is located in the south of the kingdom, close to the southern peninsula kingdom, and also adjacent to the mountain empire in the east.

These hunters are all from Upper Loman, and there are also hunter chapels in other places, but the relationship between the various chapels is not close, and they rarely communicate with each other.

The first thing Ciel has to do is to return to the Ashtree Hall and take over the jurisdiction of the Upper Loman Church.

He was the only demon hunter left in the area.

Ciel knew he wasn’t ready, but apart from him, no other demon hunter could take on this responsibility.

Maybe I have to train a few hunter recruits… thought Ciel.

Managing the Hunter’s Church is a very serious duty. Charles and Etienne visited the Church. There are many outsiders outside the Church, such as clerks and spies. I heard that Frederick has a loan. But I don’t know how much money I owe.

Now it all belongs to the Shire, a sanctuary, an organization, an industry…

Time to go, he looked north.

Return to Ashtree Hall and rebuild the Hunter’s Sanctuary.

He took a step, and in the camping stone ruins behind him, the flames blazed endlessly, swallowing hope and pain.

Chapter 14 Shuttle through the forest

Take your way north.

It’s been a long journey with tall trees

Ciel was wearing a leather bag and had no other clothes on his body. He only wore a black cloak around his waist and used his chest to welcome the cold wind.

He is seventeen years old, which is a special age group, neither an adult nor a child, but the youngest and most powerful.

After the bandage around the waist was removed, a layer of purple scab formed on the wound, as if the witch’s plaster and his flesh had grown together, which was a bit strange.

But the pain has completely disappeared, and there is still a warm feeling from time to time.

Etienne said that after the wound was treated with the potion, some hunters died of complications, while others survived and grew stronger.

Perhaps because of psychological effects, Ciel does feel that he is much stronger, healthier and stronger than ever.

The wizards who made the potions came from a large swamp outside the border. Many rivers flowed down the terrain from the mountains in the south and poured into the northern bay.

The primordial sorcerer hid there and taught sorcery to the local aboriginal people, thus making the swamp area a country of sorcery.

The swamp is adjacent to the Kingdom of Loman, so wizards often enter Loman to exchange supplies with their spells, and they are often hired by the lords as consultants to discuss and solve supernatural phenomena in the territory.

Etienne took Ciel to visit a witch who was short-tempered, impatient, yelled at demon hunters, and was very vigilant. She kept an agile dragon at home to keep out thieves.

She also has very deep mana, and the magic rope in Shire’s backpack was made by that witch.

How to live up to the expectations of the old hunter, Ciel was worried.

“You don’t have to be responsible for the dead, fool.” Gladiu sneered brusquely. “He’s dead, and even if you’ve fallen to pieces, he won’t have a single complaint, because he’s speechless.”

“Something like you won’t understand.”

“I don’t need to understand that these things that drag you down are all waste. The so-called responsibilities, obligations, morals… are all your spiritual debts, which make you worry all night.”

“Then you think I should live without principles? No bottom line?”

“Look at me, I don’t know what principles are, and still live well. Learn to defy the rules, so you can take advantage of other people who follow the rules, and when they’re timid because of some vain It’s your turn to get a head start.”

If only I were a learned hunter who knew how society works, then I could teach this guy a lesson.

“Bah, even if you spend your whole life and master countless knowledge, you will reach the second level of wisdom at most, overturning all your previous cognitions. But I don’t know how many years of experience, and now I am guiding you on the fifth level, so you are very big. You can let go of your stupid ideas and follow my teachings with peace of mind.”

This kind of chatter with Gladius continued all the way, and Ciel didn’t feel bored. The devil never lacked stories and topics to share.

The Demon held the tone of conversation, sometimes aggressive, sometimes humble, sometimes cruel and sometimes humorous, a funny companion, but Ciel didn’t let his guard down.

The heart of defending people is indispensable, let alone defending against demons?

Ciel didn’t know the specific path, but just followed the direction of sunrise and sunset, heading straight north.

He had heard people talking about it, leaving Dusk Forest and heading north, it would take ten days to reach the coastline, and Ashtree Hall was located on the seashore, which meant that as long as you got to the seaside, you would soon find a big city.

“What a sloppy idea.” The demon commented, “You are likely to take a detour, look in the wrong direction, walk crookedly, wander in the forest wasting time, eat all the supplies and still haven’t left the woodland.”

This is true. Ciel has been walking for many days, and he still hasn’t seen the edge of the forest, which inevitably makes him a little worried.

He slept through the night, endured the cold in the leeward, sometimes sleepless nights, and walked during the day, the soles of his feet pierced by thorns and weeds, bleeding constantly, he missed shoes and clothes, and longed for a bed and a fire.

Ciel was starving most of the time and had to find some wild fruit to satisfy his hunger, and the squirrels and rabbits moved faster than him, but he also carried a crossbow, and once he hit an animal, the meat was cooked quickly.

On the fifth day, the wounds under his feet scarred, and the skin became harder. His feet, which used to only be able to step on insoles, were now accustomed to touching the ground. He walked farther and farther day by day. In the silent forest, only he and the devil were accompanied.

Gladius was in Ciel’s soul, and his field of vision was very narrow, and he could only see very close things, so Ciel described to the demon what he could see. The sky was the sun rising, and there were towering pine trees in the distance.

There is no human habitation, and animals reproduce freely. Ciel sees animal paths in the forest. A large group of sacred white deer walks quietly through the forest on the established path. These noble animals make Ciel feel as if he is in a dream, etc. After they all passed through, they couldn’t recover for a long time.

The trek is not that bad, because there is always hope, and the forest is not endless.

On the seventh day, before his eyes, the river appeared, which cheered Ciel.

He remembered that when everyone entered the Dusk Forest, they passed a river. It was probably the one in front of him. As long as they crossed the river, it was not far from the Ash Tree Hall.

He walked all the way along the river bank. The river was babbling, and the water beat the rocks making a series of crisp sounds. At this time, it was the middle of the frost month, the tenth month of the year. The weather gradually turned cold, and the river became colder.

Ciel squatted down, grabbed a handful of water at the riverside and slapped it on his face, the biting river water instantly made him feel refreshed.

“Hiss—” Gladiu complained for a while, “It’s so cold.”

“Can you feel what I’m feeling?” Charles was confused.

“Yeah, I can feel the extremes. It’s better to stop doing this hot and cold trick, it just reminds me how fragile your nerves are and how responsive you are to this kind of temperature change. ”

“I’ve seen your body, it looks like it’s burning with flames, is it hot?”

“Inside, of course, is my burning demonic flame. We devour souls, and souls are our fuel. Demons burn all the time, and if we don’t eat enough souls, we will eventually disintegrate.”

“Then you can’t eat your soul now, so what do you rely on for a living? Do you rely on my soul?”

“Bah, your soul exudes the depraved smell of the flame of Yafen, and I have nowhere to speak. Yes, if I can’t replenish fresh souls, I will starve to death. For my sake, give it to me Find some fresh soul.”

“I won’t kill for you.”

“Ah, are we demons so fragile and can only live on human souls? How can demons be such troublesome things! Please give me the souls of animals, beasts or monsters, and the souls of earthly creatures have their own tastes.”

Charles saw a small crab crawling on the mud bank, reached out and grabbed it, crushing it with two fingers.

“Is that so?”

“…” Gladiu agreed reluctantly, “yes, I ate it, but I’m still outraged at your use of junk to get rid of demons.”

Perhaps it was Ciel’s delusion, and he saw a wisp of green smoke flying out of the crab and submerging into him.

He threw the crab into his mouth and crunched it hard.

Zi – the juice burst in his mouth, and the salty and tender crab meat mixed with sharp broken shells, chewed into crumbs in Shire’s mouth, the taste was very fresh, very satisfying.

[End of This Chapter]