Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 117

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 117]

“Let’s go.” Ciel whispered, then closed his eyes on the horse, unable to watch anymore, Ren Zhen angrily drove himself through the dense forest and ran into the distance.

Demon horses are not welcome. Once they get close to farmers, the loyal dogs in the hospital will bark actively, drive them away, and refuse to approach them.

Angry could only bring Ciel to the edge of a pool. He slipped off his horse and lay down on the ground. His muscles and bones were sore and exhausted. He fell into a deep sleep.

long night…

There is truth and delusion in the dream, mixed with the laughter and cursing of Gladius.

It is not used to everything, and it criticizes all things and characters violently.

“That dark wizard,” Gladius reminded Ciel when he woke up, “he is very strong.”

“he died.”

“He’s not dead.”

“why?”

“He served Therith.”

“You mean the Devil Prince?” Ciel got up from the ground, the sky was bright and the morning light was dazzling, but he was hungry and tired, and he didn’t feel how well rested. He was used to sitting in the open air, but it was impossible to be comfortable overnight in the wild.

“These demons are all followers of Therith.” Gladiu was very disgusted with all the other demons.

“I can also feel that the demons who serve the devil have strong characteristics, but these three demons evolved from little devils, and constantly cultivate their own different abilities with their souls.”

“They are all irascible and soul-starved little fellows, and Hiteris sent them to harvest their souls in the world. These demon sects are already proficient in summoning demons from hell, haha… Your troubles are endless. “Gladius gloated.

“Then knock them all down.” Ciel picked up the water from the edge of the water and drank it. So far, he has not paid much attention to ordinary demons. Although they have to pay a very heavy price, they can still be knocked down. .

“You are too arrogant and will be killed sooner or later.”

“Yeah, demons are strong and good for fighting. Humans are not made to fight.”

“really.”

“I categorize it superficially. Demons are divided into specialized species and evolved species. Specialized demons follow demons, so they are similar in nature to demons. Evolved demons will continue to collect souls to enhance their combat effectiveness in many aspects.”

“Maybe it is.” Gladiu probably didn’t summarize the rules himself, “We are the most perfect group, and the resources we use are ‘souls’. Some worlds do not have metal minerals, some worlds do not have water, and some worlds The air is thin. But ‘soul’, as long as there are intelligent creatures, there is a soul.”

“…So you are very adaptable. No matter where you go, as long as you devour your soul, and then use your soul to evolve new characteristics and abilities, you will soon become suitable for acting in the local environment. It’s like locusts.”

“The locust demon will be very happy to hear what you have to say.”

“Who created the beings like you who are naturally good at conquering other worlds?”

“Everyone.”

everyone?

Yes, many things feed the demons, people’s fears, people’s desires, people’s souls… Ciel has a lot of ideas that make him laugh, what if he created a world where no one had a soul?

Don’t the demons have no idea?

Unable to think deeply, Ciel was hungry and walked out of the bushes by the pool.

He looked at the wilderness road in the distance, the noble army was marching, the flags of a dozen different nobles fluttered high, the cavalry was brightly dressed, the morale of the infantry was high, and the three demons were all slaughtered. What do the rebel farmers hope?

Hunger left him thinking, and Ciel climbed up in anger and went looking for food.

Chapter 145 The Eve of the Banquet

When I am hungry, I can only eat raspberries. I can only find 3 raspberries in the morning. It is not enough to fill my stomach. Where can I get food?

There are fewer and fewer people doing business, and animals are scattered and hiding.

Ciel wandered in the countryside, and saw Aihong everywhere.

The noble eyeliners should have detected the information that all three demons had been eliminated, and immediately began to take the initiative to regain lost ground everywhere.

This village was also burned down, and that one was also destroyed. Ciel found that the villages he had passed by were only smoking wreckage. Everywhere the noble army went, they immediately hunted down the rebels, and they always entered the village at night. , the villagers who could not escape in the future were dragged from their beds and killed after a short trial.

He rode into a village, the houses looked empty and deserted, and the barn had nothing but feces.

Approaching the center of the village, I saw the mutilated bodies of the men piled up in the center. The dead were full of marks left by knives and axes, blood pooled in pools, and crows were crowded, pecking at the corpses.

Ciel shot one with a crossbow, and the rest screamed and fled.

Ciel rolled over and dismounted, picking up the dead crow.

He chopped down dead branches and simply made a fire. While looking at the pile of corpses in front of him, he plucked off the crow’s feathers. When it was bare, he began to roast it and talk to himself.

A few naked and stunned women came out of their hiding places. They had bruises and scars from the rape. The pain and hunger made them forget their shame. They just stared at the crow in Charles’s hand. He put the roasted crow on the ground and rode away.

There are plains near Linbianbao, villages and villages, and there are no deep mountains and old forests for people to hide. This is the worst. There are many farmlands in the open area. In the eyes of both parties, they are resource points of extraordinary value. Occupy, but want to seize the population and materials before the opponent.

Ciel only felt that everyone was working hard. Following the nobles would have to pay extra taxes during the war. If they joined the rebels, they had to fight desperately to avoid being wiped out. Those caught in the middle would be slaughtered and robbed.

When he first came to this area, there were those lovely yellow flowers all over the mountains and plains, but now most of them have been trampled down, burned down, and devastated.

Charles thought he had been fighting the devil for a long time, and he had read all the sails, and his heart was iron. It turned out that he couldn’t help feeling sorry for the people who were suffering. He rode down every road and saw the bones.

One scene in particular made Ciel uncomfortable. He saw a desolate vegetable garden with a well next to it. There were many dead corpses lying around. The dead were blue and swollen, and the well was obviously poisonous.

In order to slow down the enemy’s advance, both sides will try their best to destroy the drinking water.

The past few days have been full of tragedies in the world, so when Ciel heard the news of the decisive defeat of the rebels, his heart was full of mixed feelings.

It is said that the armies of the Baniesta brothers were defeated in the field, that Count Chris’s troops penetrated the rebel lines like pitchforks into straw piles, that the hordes of seven or eight thousand peasants were beaten by half their numbers. It is normal for the regular army to be defeated. The peasants’ armor rate is too low. As long as Count Chris concentrates the use of archers and throws in the iron cavalry in time, the rebels will not have the ability to confront them head-on.

The war is coming to an end, and the three demons were hunted by Ciel. It should have been a perfect result. He can return to Ash Tree Hall at any time. Rene and the others are preparing for summer hunting. They have sent invitations to everyone in the church. He should go back earlier. Participate so that you can also buy some hunting tools and have a good time with Garnier and other knights in Ashtree Hall.

But Ciel decided to stay a little longer.

“Those peasants who lose their heads make you sentimental.” Gladiu complained.

“Since I still have sympathy, it means that the psychosis is not serious,” Charles said.

“Think of what your master said, compassion is the most useless emotion.”

“He’s not all right either.”

Ciel doesn’t want to become the next Etienne, nor does he want to become Gladius, so he decides to be cautious and maintain his diverse emotions.

He could just walk away, that was what people wanted of him, but not what Ciel wanted.

He went to Forestside Castle, because there were rumors that a grand celebration was going to be held there. Ciel had been half-starved for a few days, and was looking forward to having a good meal there.

Aristocratic banquets are always full of surprises, they will put fist-sized apples in the mouth of the roast suckling pig, just to prevent the roasted pig’s face from collapsing and deforming, and the thought of hiring bands, candlelight, delicious food and expensive wine, Shire can’t bear it He urged his anger to speed up, he hadn’t had a serious meal for a long time.

There were many hungry people on the way to Limbien, who could not enter the gate of the castle, and could only mourn on both sides of the road.

In order to block the sun and rain, they set up wooden sticks on the ground, and then tied cloth at the top of the sticks to build the simplest tent.

As the charr rode through, they prayed to him as a mysterious knight wandering in the ballads.

Linbian Castle is a castle built on abrupt hills. It has a good location and is located at the highest point of the terrain. It can easily control the surrounding large wilderness and can effectively prevent the enemy from entering the hinterland of Loman.

Such a military castle is the fulcrum of the Lohman defense system. It is impossible for the enemy to bypass such a strong fortress. Once left alone, the castle defenders can come out to attack at any time. , stuffed with soldiers and food.

The entire castle occupies a huge area, with towering stone walls and arrow towers all over. The main building has a majestic appearance and is made of heavy stone with few windows.

There are giant ballistas mounted on top of the towers, and at such heights, it has a range of kilometers, which is lacking in accuracy but sufficient to deter intruders.

Charles rode close to the city gate, and the city guard shouted:

“Report your name!”

“Charles Grani.” He rode in anger.

“…I’ve never heard of this name.” The guard here is quite ignorant, “Who are you?”

“Demon Hunter.” Ciel shrugged, “Let me in.”

“What do you want to do?”

“Have a meal.”

He still wanted to ask, but someone beside him persuaded: “The war is over, it’s okay to let a demon hunter in.”

The guards opened the door and invited Charles in.

“Your horse looks really scary.” The groom came to help Shire lead the horse, startled by the angry size and appearance.

“Don’t let it hang out with other horses, it will scare them,” said Shire.

“Then what shall I do with it? The stable is full of animals,” complained the groom.

“You can take it out for fun. It’s very smart. When I need it, it will come back to me.” Ciel thought for a while.

“As you wish.” The groom shrugged.

Ciel wanted to enter the main building, but was immediately stopped by the servant: “Stop.”

“What is it now?” Ciel, accustomed to the red tape of the noble world, patted the mud on the cloak.

“You’re too dirty,” the servant dismissed him. “It’s where the big guys eat. Do you have an invitation?”

“No.” Ciel hadn’t heard of such a thing.

“If you don’t, get out now, you’re so annoying.” The servant was helpless.

“Where is Lord Chris?”

“They haven’t come back yet, come on, don’t try to disturb them, or you’ll be kicked into the dungeon.” The servant threatened.

Charles smelled an aroma in the building, accompanied by the sounds of people moving, cups and plates colliding, and laughter.

He was hungry and eager to eat, and it would be nice to have a decent meal.

“Go somewhere else to pick up something to eat.” The servant saw Ciel looking like this and sent him away. “God knows who put you in.”

“I don’t know if some coins will satisfy you.”

“You can’t buy gold or silver these days, and I don’t want to lose my job.” The servant shrugged, “But if you really want to come in, the banquet director is behind the castle, maybe he can let you in to perform or something.”

Ciel came to the back of the main building, and heard a commotion, a man with soft red hair and a frivolous expression was pointing at Zhen Anger.

“What a horse,” the man asked the groom. “Whose horse is this?”

The groom looked back at Charles and pointed at him.

The man glanced at Ciel, then patted the irritated shoulder, which stomped the ground impatiently with its hooves.

“How much did you pay for this horse? I’ll pay double,” he said.

“Forget it, I’m not short of money.”

When it comes to Doufu, the other party seems to be excited.

“You’re not short of money? How much money do you have?”

Ciel estimated the output value of the Hunter’s Sanctuary. They took on country missions, sold potions, copied books for sale, and received various donations.

“About 300 gold coins.” Ciel shrugged and reported a number casually.

“Okay, no kidding. I’m Hammer from Limbenburg.” He smiled. “Sell me this horse.”

“Are you the banquet supervisor?”

“it’s me.”

“Well… this is my mount. Forget it, I’m missing an invitation card, and I wonder if you can help.”

“I can’t forget such a good horse, I can make up for your loss, make a friend, young man, I can help you enter the banquet, you have the opportunity to meet those famous families and show your skills in front of them. It’s a good deal for a horse to have a chance to rise to the top, right?” He took a calm attitude.

“Yeah, it’s a good deal. But I…I don’t need it.”

“People always think that they are different, but in fact, most people end up being mediocre. When you look back, I hope you don’t feel that you missed a turning point in your life.” Hamer said with emotion.

“I guess you can’t handle it.” Charles shook his head.

“Impossible.” Hamer walked over to Zhen Fury, who was not as patient as Ciel, immediately raised his hoof and kicked hard, Hamer desperately backed, fell to the ground, and was almost kicked to death on the spot.

Suffering such a fright, Hamer was a little surprised, and more angry: “Such a violent horse.”

“I said so.” Charles laughed.

“You said you didn’t have an invitation?” He looked at Ciel, “How did you sneak in, get out.”

[End of This Chapter]