Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 123

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 123]

Ines twitched the corners of her mouth.

“I heard that you openly recruit new recruits and teach each other spells. This is out of order.” Franks frowned, “You should follow the ancient path, a hunter leads a recruit.”

“I don’t see the point of that.”

“Meaning? A large group of hunters with magic spells are scattered around. Without mentor education, who can guarantee that they will not abuse their abilities?” Franks pointed out in the tone of his predecessors, “You must know that only with a firm mind, a good attitude, and rich experience Only those who can get the spell inheritance.”

“Even if I do it the way I did before, I haven’t seen too many good things.” Ciel shook his head.

“Look,” Franks took out a silver key from his bosom, “I inherited the legacy of Master Pendra and came to test the qualified Templar masters in other regions. I think your qualifications are still a little shallow. I want to be stationed here as a hunter mentor, so that we can help our cause.”

“What will the hunter mentor do?” Ciel asked.

“Naturally, I am a qualified hunter. I have been a hunter for more than 40 years. I want to guide the operation of the local hunter sanctuary and lead everyone to hunt down demons. I will prudently review each of you one by one, and ask you according to ancient principles.”

“I don’t understand.” Charles was confused.

“It means that you must learn from the orthodox guidance of the West Coast. I have heard a lot of news recently that you have crossed the line too far outside the path of the demon hunter. This is not justified, it will definitely…”

Charles stretched out his hand and grabbed the silver key.

“Er—what do you want?” Franks was startled.

With more force, Ciel snatched the West Coast Silver Key from his fingertips and put it in his arms.

“You—you lunatic—robber! This is from Master Pendra—” Franks was stunned, not expecting Ciel to do this.

“Welcome to Ashtree Hall,” Charles said.

Ines’ tense expression relaxed.

Chapter 153 The Eve of the Hunt

Sending off Franks, who was at a loss, Ines patted Charles happily: “That guy is an insatiable idiot, you should treat him like this. I thought you would behave like respecting the elders and respecting the elders. .”

“It’s better to rank seniors according to the number of demons hunted,” Ciel said. “Anyway, they will grow long beards when they get old.”

“Women don’t.” She walked up to Ciel, “You bastard, you’ve been gone for so long.”

“It’s not coming back.”

“I’ve helped you for so long, you have to make up for me.”

“I’ll find a way.” Charles looked her in the eye.

How can I describe our relationship?

“What else can be done.” She kissed his cheek. “Okay, what’s the catch?”

“I was given a large piece of land by others, which has now been designated as the church property.” Charles showed her the title deed.

“There seems to be something.” Ines was very interested, “but it’s too far from here, this village…”

“We can also consider buying land near the Ash Tree Hall. I brought back more than 2,000 gold coins.”

“so much!”

“Hunting demons should be paid well,” Ciel explained. “Why do you have to live a poor life for such a great cause. When people have no way to fight evil, they have to ask us for help, and make up for it with a lot of gold coins. Scarcity.”

“Our business is growing more and more. A week ago someone wanted to hire a ‘guardian who knows magic’ from us. I asked Benoit to take over the job. He has been able to master the phantom power very well.”

“As long as people are willing to learn, they all have a chance. What about the three recruits?”

“Hugo took them all to the outskirts to exercise, and he’s going to take them to hunt a sinister hippogriff. To be honest, the third-order soldiers are too young, they are all bastards, I wouldn’t give them a good deal. face.”

“Griffon?” Shire seldom heard of this animal.

“Nature is the offspring of a male griffin and a mare.”

“I want to know how griffins are born.”

“Well done by lions and eagles, of course. For some reason I don’t know, griffins like to kill stallions and then rape mares. You’ll know these monsters when you’re more adventurous.”

“What about lions and eagles… what other weird things have you seen on your adventures?”

Ines thought for a while.

“Uh…a troll who makes people into pot stickers.”

“It’s kind of scary.”

“Yeah, but he’s pretty smart, he calls himself a gourmet, and he babbles on until we cut his head off. A monster with an IQ always feels weird.”

“Maybe they’re not ‘monsters,’ but another race,” Shire said.

“Then every monster hunt is a racial vendetta. I wouldn’t have thought about these things…hey, anyway, welcome back, Ciel.”

After saying goodbye to Ines, Ciel returned to his room, and Alicia was lying on her back, taking a nap.

Her breasts were fully developed, once small, now wide and pleasantly wide, once slightly stubby, but now her legs were slender and adorably long, and Charles climbed onto the bed and stroked her cheek lightly.

Alicia opened her eyes, saw Ciel, and got up in surprise: “You’re back.”

“Miss me?”

“Stop talking nonsense.” She unbuttoned her clothes.

They know each other’s body structure quite well, maybe even more clearly than their own body, and can easily find the place where they feel in each other.

They teased each other, kissed, touched each other until they were so excited that they went crazy, repressed to the last second for the blissful experience that followed, and then they began to burst out with emotion.

This is the case with young people in their 20s, desires spread from the body, so full that it almost overflows through the clothes.

Ciel gasped. The long time they spent together was spent on the bed. Emotions sublimated into love, love triggered desire, and desire turned love into a deeper and more intense love.

“I’m afraid the two of us won’t be able to leave this house today.” Charles pressed her hot body.

For the current Alicia, thinking has also become difficult.

After an unknown amount of time, Charles turned around and lay on the bed, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“Ouch…” Alicia was sweating profusely, “Look at you…”

“Because I haven’t seen you for a long time, I miss you so much.” Ciel propped up his head with his arms and looked at her expression after she was done.

Alicia waved her hand, a little prostration: “Every time I make a mess… I lose it too many times, and I will become a fool again…”

She habitually picked up the contraceptive potion on the bedside table, took a sip, and swayed her legs by the bedside.

“When can we have a baby?” she asked after she had finished drinking.

“The demons will haggle over our closest relatives, so it’s dangerous,” Ciel said.

“Hey, I probably know that kind of thing. If you have a baby, you will have worries.” Alicia said frustratedly.

“You like children?” This was something Ciel didn’t expect. Children were loud, noisy and daring.

“All couples have children.” Alicia folded her legs together.

“After giving birth, your body will become fat, and your interests will become short-lived.” Ciel thought for a while.

“I’m willing to do anything.” Alicia pressed against Ciel, “You know.”

“Yes, but, child…”

“Hmph… your house is this sanctuary, your family is these hunter members, your life is to hunt demons, your woman is not only me…” Alicia said sourly.

“Other women…other women are just other women, but you’re different.”

“why?”

“Because I love you, especially like you.” This kind of love begins in youth and ignorance, grows in physical collisions, and stabilizes over time.

Alicia let out a wry moan.

“You always prevaricate me with such irresponsible remarks,” she said.

“I was serious.”

She kissed Charles deeply: “You are a shameless bastard.”

“I can’t leave you.” Charles said sincerely.

I can lose everything, but not Alicia.

“? Am I a thousand times more important than her.” Gladiu was shocked.

“…the farther you go, the better.”

After the afterglow, they changed their clothes. She was wearing a beautiful summer dress with a breathable slit at the chest, which needed to be sewn with thin black thread. Now it is completely open and looks extremely sultry.

It’s weird, she’s more alluring when she’s wearing clothes.

“Did you bring any money back? I can help you store it.” Alicia pushed back her long hair.

“okay.”

Charles went to the Garden Stables to look for wrath, the money box hanging from the saddlebag, just in time to see Varanelle slowly waking up from the trees.

For a long time, the genie clinged to a tree trunk, then almost merged with the bark like moss, and the skin became as dry as the tree, people suspected that he was dead, and Ines did not know what he was doing. what.

But now, he was gradually awakening from his slumber, moving his hands and feet, moving his tall body from the trees to the ground, and surveying the surrounding gardens like a nobleman admires his palace.

He turned his head slightly, saw Ciel, nodded lightly, and said an elf greeting.

“Well… good afternoon.” Charles greeted, “You probably slept for half a year.”

“A light nap, I felt so relaxed, I heard the trees,” he said softly.

If this counts as a nap, wouldn’t the elves sleep for more than ten years?

Charles thought to himself.

“What did the trees say?”

“The trees tell us that all things are harmonious and peaceful.” Varanelle looked happy, then became depressed and melancholy. “But here, there is the existence of evil, which makes me very uneasy.”

He turned to the anger in the corner of the stable, his anger eyes were blood red, and there was an invisible black force flowing around him.

“It’s my mount, harmless,” Ciel explained.

“Animals are naturally free and unbridled, but Your Excellency contaminates it with the inexplicable power of objects outside the painting.” Varanelle was very sad and grief-stricken, and some water stains ooze from his skin, like dew condensation on leaves.

“I’m sorry.” Ciel said helplessly, “but if it doesn’t, it will die.”

“I can’t accept such a terrible fact.” Varanelle approached the tree, obviously in a very bad mood, “I will continue to sleep until the discordant note dissipates from the world.”

The elf is very sensitive. Since he knew that Hope lives in the sanctuary dungeon, he often hits Hope with a long wooden stick to perform exorcism rituals, making it dizzy, sometimes knocking Hope into confusion and making trouble. The Hunter’s Trial has been postponed.

Seeing the elf gradually falling into a dream, Ciel suddenly had an idea: “Maybe you can influence it.”

Valanelle peeled his arm from the tree: “How?”

“As the elves do… Communicate with it, talk.”

“The elves can only understand the content of the cyan painting, but cannot understand the existence of objects outside the painting.” Valanelle shook his head.

“Maybe you’ll be the first elf in the world to communicate with something outside the painting,” Ciel encouraged him.

“…” Valanelle squatted down on his long legs and pondered for a long time. The elf was too tall and curled up like a blue-gray mushroom.

While the elf was thinking, Ciel heard Buddy calling for him.

“My lord, there is an invitation from the Alberta family to invite you to hunt in the summer,” said the servant.

[End of This Chapter]