Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 119

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 119]

Charle’s alcohol intake has not improved. With a strong expectation, he took a sip and felt that the taste was bitter. He frowned, but soon he felt the lingering fragrance of the tongue, the fragrance of grapes, the mellow smell of wooden barrels, and the taste was full of layers. , clearly identifiable.

He put the glass down and saw people serving a plate of feasts.

“Ugh…”

“Finally.” People let out a sigh of relief, and the trip was not in vain.

Lohmann State Banquet.

They specially dragged a table to put it on. This is a whole roasted whole cow, which needs two people to carry. They put the fat cow on the table. Chris took a special sharp knife and cut the back of the cow. Its body is silky and separated to the two sides, revealing a plump whole sheep underneath. He then cut the roast sheep to reveal the browned suckling pig wrapped in the sheep’s belly, steaming and fragrant.

“Ooh!”

“awesome!”

Chris greeted everyone with a smile on his face, then cut open the suckling pig, cut out the roast duck inside, and finally cut open the belly of the roast duck, from which there was a crisp chirping, and a nightingale flew out in a hurry, panicking. Flapping his wings to escape, he flew around the banquet hall, and flew out of the window.

When the nightingale came out, people all shouted, clapped and laughed. This is the highest standard and most complex food in Loman, almost a state banquet. Only experienced chefs can keep the last bird alive. Coming down, the skill is slightly different, it may come out dead or cooked, and this cooking is obviously successful.

Looking at the huge roast cow and the layers of delicacies in the belly of the cow, people moved their index fingers and picked up plates and knives and forks to surround themselves with slices of meat to eat.

This is the first time I have seen such exaggerated food, and I have only heard of it before.

Charles followed, and gathered around the table, slicing with force a slice of roasted beef, which had been marinated with spices beforehand, so that it had a rich taste, and the servants brought plates of salt, nutmeg, and cumin by the side. Natural and red peppers, spices are produced in the hot south and arrive at Loman through the long-distance sea route. The price is expensive. Shire heard that there are deserts and rainforests in the south, monkeys and flying dragons.

Staying here for an hour can make people forget the sinister environment they are in, and Ciel naturally blends in.

Although there are no friends here, only temporary partners made up of interests, Ciel still relaxes his heart and feasts.

“You have friends, you have me,” Gladiu said.

“I do not like you.”

“As if I was born to please you.”

“You idiot.”

They cursed at each other for a few minutes, until both sides were at a loss for words, and a temporary truce was made.

Ciel looked for the next partner to chat with, and soon saw a generous and cheerful nobleman. He looked as juicy and delicious as the pork on the plate. What attracted Ciel most was the melancholy look in the other party’s eyes. Looking at everyone in the banquet indifferently, it seems that everything has nothing to do with him.

“Not satisfied with the banquet?” Charles greeted him.

“Your Excellency seems to be a famous person, but I am not familiar with you.”

“Just a few words and you’ll become friends.” Ciel wanted to pass the time, and the other nobles were chatting and laughing loudly. Sitting alone would look very stupid.

“Okay, good to meet, I’m Mikael of Limbenburg.”

“I’m Ciel, Demon Hunter.”

“Is there a demon here?” Mikael doesn’t seem to be on this timeline. When he said this, his tone was extremely natural, and the warm and pleasant atmosphere around him made Ciel doubt whether he had fought against the demon a few days ago. It’s phantom memory.

“Yes, of course there is, but I have already eliminated it,” said Ciel.

“Then why are you still here?”

“Some thoughts, some trivial thoughts.” Charles turned to see the piles of delicious food on the table, and then thought of the hungry people lingering outside the castle, “For some things that I shouldn’t be in charge of.”

“Just let it go.” Mikael advised, “Since you shouldn’t be in charge, why bother yourself.”

“Yeah.” Ciel couldn’t help thinking that, after the demons were eliminated, he could ride back to the Ashtree Hall, find his companions and women, enjoy his title and property, and move on to the next goal, “Well…you look melancholy. , what are you worried about?”

“For my life,” Mikael lamented.

“Is your life unhappy?”

“No, it sounds strange, there is nothing unfortunate.” He shook his head, “I inherited a large family property from birth. Our family has seven manors, and each manor provides an annuity of more than 250 gold coins. I live in the size of a mountain. In my castle, dozens of people have taken care of my food and daily life since I was a child. I travel in a rosewood horse-drawn carriage. I sleep on a bed with three layers of silk. I don’t need to take the initiative to attract women. They appear on my bed naturally. What are you showing off?”

“Okay.” Charles shrugged. “Great life.”

“It makes me feel empty in my life. Affluence wears me down.”

“You can go hunting on horseback, hold banquets, and make friends.” Ciel couldn’t help thinking.

“I don’t like either, I’m quiet by nature, I just want to stay in my room and read, write something, or draw, I don’t like noisy situations like this, and I certainly don’t like talking to strangers.” Mikael His impatience with the talk was alluded to, and his penchant for solitude.

“That’s very good, write something, draw…” Xia Er felt that it was strange that the other party had unimaginable favorable conditions, but he was still complaining everywhere.

“I don’t know, I don’t have much inspiration, I’ve been painting for four years and I haven’t finished it, most of the time I’m staring at the canvas, and I can’t accept wasting time, so I just look at the scenery from the balcony, or go to the lake. My parents bought me a new manor, and they said Fort Limbian was unsafe, so they built it on the west coast, and if there was a change in Fort Limbian, I could go to the west coast to continue living at any time.”

“There are demon kings on the west coast.”

“You’re talking about the whistleblower letter, to be honest, I don’t believe that kind of thing.” He shook his head, “Go back to my business, I always feel… empty, but I’m also trying to change, to be honest , sir, I am changing too.”

“Change what?”

“I changed my routine. From a month ago, I started sleeping 12 hours a day, eating seriously in the rest of the time, spending 4 hours on three meals, 1 hour by taking naps, and then using walking, daze and Traveling to kill the rest of the day was a particularly lighthearted and energetic day. I also started ordering paintings by the famous painter, Yola Jorius of the Yamauchi Empire, who sent me a monthly Nude painting and a thankful letter, I paid him 100 gp. My father said that I was a good person who funded cultural undertakings, and my name was also mentioned in history when the skilled imperial painter was recorded, so that I could More than tens of thousands of other ordinary nobles who do nothing.”

“Um… have you considered doing… something more meaningful? Something more challenging?” Ciel asked.

“That kind of thing doesn’t belong to me. I’m doomed to live the rest of my life rich and carefree. How fate has treated me! This kind of life makes me feel intoxicated and miserable. If I were poor, I would Well, if I didn’t have so much property and land, if I didn’t collect so much rent every year, maybe I would be more dynamic and more active… Not sure.” Mikael shook his head.

Hearing the footsteps approaching, Ciel turned his head to see Hamer. He seemed to be a lot more respectful to Ciel, and his attitude was sincere.

“Lord Shire, Lord Mikael, I’m sorry.” Hammer greeted them, and then offered them a bottle of the precious 433-year-old Chetra wine, “This is what Lord Chris meant, and it’s a souvenir. ”

“I don’t drink.” Mikael handed Charles his bottle. “Do you drink?”

“I can take it and pass it on to others, or I can entertain myself.” Charles accepted it. This is the best wine in Fanluoman. It would be a lot of fun to take it out to entertain guests. Maybe he could have a drink with Alicia. cups, and then kiss in the half-drunk state brought on by alcohol.

Hammer bowed to Shal, paying full respect, and backed away.

“It’s a little weird.” Charles looked at Mikael, and the other party’s clothes were also very beautiful and soft. “How many people want to have a life like yours, but you want to be poorer.”

“Since last year, I’ve wanted to write an autobiography titled ‘Survival from the Great Wealth and Noble’.” Mikael sighed, “I have long thought about giving up my current life and wandering far away, that feeling. It must be more fun than now, I will sleep four hours instead of 12, go fishing by the lake instead of going to the lake to enjoy the view.”

“I promise you won’t like it.” Charles shook his head.

They heard a commotion, so they went to the window and looked out at the backyard of the castle, and saw the helpers, the cooks and the younger brothers were busy carrying food, cleaning the dishes, and the water for scrubbing the chopping board splashed the ground, trampling the water when they stepped on it. Even though candles were lit for lighting, someone fell in the dark, causing a burst of scolding and shouting,

“Hey!” Mikael shouted, and then threw a handful of silver coins from his pocket at them, dozens or hundreds of them. The money fell on the heads and shoulders of the servants. They looked up and saw the people by the window. Mikael, cheering loudly, interrupted work to grab the money, snatch the glittering silver coins from each other.

Charles stared at their movements.

“What are you looking at?” Mikael noticed Ciel’s gaze.

“Life. Have you ever thought about dividing half of the family’s property and taking half of the wealth from the vault. Donate it to Earl Chris, or donate it to the common people, all this could have been solved?”

“…You’re insulting me.” He shook his head, “Why should I come? And that’s actually useless.”

Does it help?

Charles thought.

Chapter 148 Rebellion Core

The morning mist was shrouded in mist and the air was fresh. Ciel woke up from the room where he was staying, packed his luggage, and left before the others woke up.

The corridor was silent, and there were snores in the left and right rooms. After a night of feasting, people were very happy, lethargic, and had endless sweet dreams.

There are many people who got up earlier than him, and the servants come and go quietly, sweeping the ground, keeping the whole castle clean and tidy, and indulging in tedious work.

He came to the stable where the birds were chirping. He didn’t see the anger, so he found his way and left through the side door. He blew the horse whistle, and the black horse emerged from the hidden bushes. It was dark and strong with strong muscles. It can be seen that the scales of the devil are like a vivid nightmare, but the shape of the horse is generally retained, and it will not be reminiscent of the devil.

As he rode close to the village of Hulun, the so-called core of rebel control, the landscape changed as he passed.

In the territory controlled by the nobles, he saw the wilderness and greenery, large herds of cattle and sheep feeding on the grass, bright and beautiful houses, scattered sparsely on the ground, full of houses, hotels, handicraft workshops, small temples, barns and farmhouses , guards patrolled the streets to maintain law and order, and low-level officials loudly explained the wartime decrees in the square for everyone.

And at the warring border, everything looks unreal.

Charles saw successive houses destroyed by the fire, with blackened walls, collapsed roof tiles, dead silence in front of and behind the houses, stumps on both sides of the road, corpses hung naked on them, with wooden signs hanging around their necks, saying Most of the crimes they committed during the war were surrender and informing, and the most were treason. The color was like blood, and it was hard to guess what it was painted with.

Can people who are used to seeing peaceful beauty imagine such terrifying war wrecks?

Charles wasn’t sure.

When he entered the rebel-controlled area, Ciel really felt the danger, and his anger frequently scanned both sides of the road. Ciel followed his gaze and looked to the side, and he could always see figures hurriedly moving, like robbers and scouts.

They knew I was coming, but it didn’t matter.

He passed a hostile village, with people standing on the roofs, in tattered clothes and fierce eyes, aiming bows and arrows at him.

“Go away!” they shouted.

“Otherwise we’ll shoot arrows!”

Charles can only make a detour.

When Ciel finally arrived at his destination, everything in front of him was doubly bloody.

The nobles were feasting at Forestside Fort, and their troops had already marched straight in, besieging the village of Hulun, the siege camp was vast, covered with simple white tents, and the flags of the local nobles of Forestside Fort were flying high, Shire looked at it. When it comes to family crests such as the pair of dancing men and women, the three-horned bull head, the hoofed horse, the half-body griffin, and the middle-arrow wolf, they concentrated their main force and were determined to completely destroy the command center of the rebels.

He heard the sound of stiff tendons, and a gray stone bullet slashed through the air, making an ear-piercing whistle, and the ballistic trajectory was in an arc, hitting the village heavily. There were fewer and fewer positions the army could hold, and the whole village endured in silence.

Ciel approached the camp and found that the nobles did not spend any time building a large counterweight catapult, which was used to deal with the high wall. The projectile arm of the weapon was pulled down, filled with stones in the holster, and then let go, the rope was tightened and released immediately, the projectile arm instantly returned to the right, and the stone bullet was thrown out. It fell heavily into the village, causing the soldiers to burst. cheer.

“Fuck, hit hard.”

“It seems to be on time than last time.”

“Can you kill the Baniesta three pigs’ heads?”

“Not enough stones.”

“Move now,” they shouted.

Baron John de Durand was the commander of this army, and as always, in excessively heavy armour, he gave orders to the soldiers in the camp, shouting, urging them to speed up and take down the whole village as soon as possible.

He turned around and noticed the ghostly Ciel, wiped his eyes, and observed carefully, probably realizing that he was not mistaken, so he bravely rode closer.

“Meet again.” Charles greeted John on horseback.

“Uh, hello.” John was at a loss. “The demons have all been slaughtered. Shouldn’t you go back? Go back to the Ash Tree Hall.”

“I’m not in a hurry,” Ciel pointed to the trebuchet in front of him, “You want to smash the whole village to pieces?”

“Otherwise, they huddled inside. Wouldn’t the storm cost death and injury, and the soldiers should not bleed in vain. Their counterattacks are as annoying as flies, but we have such powerful weapons. The more advanced the technology, the weaker the people.” John Shrug.

“Stop projecting and let me talk to the people inside,” Ciel said.

“You? Who do you think you are? Diplomatic ambassador? People’s representative?” John scorned.

“Don’t worry, even if there is a problem, I can get away.” Xia Er had some thoughts in his heart.

“You are a powerful person. You can come and go on the battlefield at will and change the whole war situation. I won’t mess with you.” John shook his head, then ordered everyone to stop the trebuchets, “Stop fighting, stop the fire temporarily. But don’t relax, Keep grinding the stones, I think they’ll be dead in two days.”

Shierzema entered the village of Hulun, and stone bombs smashed more than half of the house. Once the roof beam was smashed, the entire house collapsed immediately.

When he entered alone, he saw the villagers stick their heads out of their hiding places and look at him in fear.

“Who are you? Who are you?” a militia archer asked loudly.

“I’m a passerby. Where are the Baniesta brothers?” Ciel responded.

“…” The archers hesitated, “They won’t attack anymore, you told them to stop?”

“Depends on how I talk to the Baniesta family.” Ciel shrugged.

“There they are.” He pointed to the beautiful mansions, the once wealthy houses that now looked riddled with holes, shattered windows and collapsed walls.

Seeing that the stones were no longer being bombarded, people rushed out, dragged the dead out of the collapsed house, and rescued those who were still breathing. When people saw their relatives, friends and companions injured, their grief was uncontrollable, and they burst into tears. A sad atmosphere filled the village. .

Ciel got off his horse and walked into the courtyard. He saw the triplets of the Baniesta family and their old father. What surprised Ciel the most was a black-robed wizard who walked out later, wearing a sheep skull mask, as if Immortal.

“Who are you?” Old Bruce Banesta asked sharply. As the chief patriarch of the Baniesta family, he was obviously quite prestige in the courtyard.

“Passenger.” Xia Er looked at the man in black robe, “Are you the mastermind behind it?”

“Planning? Heh…” The man in black looked at Ciel indifferently, “You don’t know anything about true power.”

“You asked the villagers to summon demons just to nourish them with the ghosts of this war.” Ciel frowned, “But the three demons are already dead, what tricks do you have? Blocked, this time I’m going to try to burn you.”

“You don’t understand.” He shook his head, “We speak up for the oppressed tens of millions of innocents and give them a chance to resist. What are you? You are a loyal servant of the nobles, you fight for them, for them Get rid of obstacles, you bully you, and you are as low as a dog, Charles Grani.”

“you know me.”

[End of This Chapter]