Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 132

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 132]

“Wrong, they know the benefits won’t come to their hands, so they take action,” Gladiu said.

“I don’t understand. According to your opinion, the future is a given and will not be changed because of hard work or not.”

“Did I tell you?”

“Of course you did.”

“That’s what you misinterpreted.” Gladiu always has intricate thoughts, and the intertwined thoughts flicker in its divided demon soul. “Do you know how the high-level demons communicate?”

“How to communicate?”

“We condense thousands of thoughts in advance to form a mental imprint, and then give this imprint to other demons. The demon uses his own mind to read this imprint, and can instantly understand all of each other’s thoughts, Ideas and ideas.”

“So amazing.”

“And we already have good enough thinking to calculate what will happen in the future, so we pre-read the thoughts and reactions that another high-level demon may have, and then record the relative response as a mental imprint, and finally we may Thousands of psychic imprints were exchanged during the talks, and billions of thoughts, calculations, and arrangements were transmitted.”

“I guess that must be complicated.” Charles thought for a while.

“So I hate the current communication, it’s very inefficient, very little effective information is transmitted, you have to evolve to be as advanced as us, record countless information with the slightest notch, so as to improve efficiency. We have special tools to read this notch Organs, recording a large number of images, words and cipher texts. There are also some demonic groups that will construct information flows that only they understand.”

“I think it’s also good that humans can analyze the meaning of each word and sentence at their own discretion.”

“I don’t see any sense in that. Your inferior information is perfect as long as it can be expressed clearly, and overdressing it will only make me nauseous.”

Ciel was lying on the table, the surroundings were hot, and he was thirsty again. He looked around but couldn’t see Luanna. The other soldiers, wearing pointed helmets and leather armor with nails, looked at him with some fear, as if they were looking at Ciel. As a mysterious and powerful character, I dare not approach the conversation easily.

Fortunately, an acquaintance finally approached, and Charles heard a trumpet sound, and people shouted Garnier de Alberta’s name. Hu Houyi, returned with a large number of prey.

He looked very energetic, and his equipment had been changed. It was a simple leather armor and a new bow and arrow specially suitable for hunting animals. As soon as he saw Ciel, he immediately rode over: “Ciel! Are you healed?”

“It’s much better. Why are you so happy and rewarding?” Charles saw the deer, wild boars and rabbits behind him.

“You’re right, as long as you try it, the situation will definitely be better than I thought.” Garnier looked happy, “I hunted these animals myself.”

“Really? Your archery has gotten so good?” Charles was happy for him.

“Of course, now I am confident that I will not lose to anyone in archery.” Garnier clenched his fists.

“I can’t walk, take me hunting, let me see your amazing bow and arrow.” Find something to drink by the way.

“…” To Ciel’s surprise, Garnier’s eyes froze, “No—no, next time.”

Then, Garnier hurriedly turned and left.

Chapter 164 The White Deer Appears

At noon, the summer hunt reaches a new height, as it is said that the white deer have appeared.

Charles was sitting by the fire, watching a soldier roasting a fat goose and talking about the white deer: “It is eight feet high, its horns are as big as a shovel, its skin is as white as snow, and its whole body is covered in endless wear and tear. With its strength, three or five men will definitely be kicked to death by it, and even bows and arrows will not be able to penetrate its fur.”

“The white deer is a blessed beast and cannot be captured,” said another unshaven soldier.

“What about you, sir, you should be able to.” The previous soldier turned to Ciel, “You are the front of Ashtree Hall.”

“Maybe at the right distance, I can kill it directly, but it will destroy its skin.” Ciel thought for a while.

“Use an arrow, and the best of archery, to shoot through its eyes,” said the long-bearded soldier.

“Yes, just like that, go straight through its head and slaughter it.” The soldier continued to describe the white deer, “They are creatures blessed by the forest, and the trees will tell them where we are, so that we can You can never get close to it quietly.”

“There is no such thing.” The long-bearded soldier retorted stubbornly, “After the elves left, the forest has lost its magic power. This is the land of the Lomans, and we can capture it in the way of the Lomans.”

“But we’ve never hunted white deer, time and time again, every time everyone comes back with thirty or forty ordinary deer, hundreds of tits and badger suffer, but the white deer is still there, like a ghost, Like a ghost,” said the soldier.

“Perhaps it would be better to stay there, and you sprinkle the salt on it,” ordered the bearded soldier.

As the soldiers turned the roast goose, they sprinkled it with seasoning, and its oil came out of the skin and dripped into the fire, causing it to rush up and explode.

“You’re going to burn it, you idiot.” The long-bearded soldier took the skewer handle and turned the goose over.

“In our hometown, goose can only be made into stew with cabbage,” the soldier complained.

“It’s almost done.” The long-bearded soldier took off a whole fat goose leg and handed it to Charles, “My lord.”

“I’m not an adult.” Charles took the fat goose leg, which was tougher than duck meat, but also richer.

The advantage of being injured is that you can relax and enjoy it properly and be cared for.

“As long as you can still move, hurry up and collect the soul.” Gladiu urged, “Go and fetch the soul of that magical white deer for me to enjoy.”

“If only I could move.” Charles shrugged.

After eating the roast goose, Ciel heard a brisk laugh, and Losis came with a few body armored soldiers: “Yo.”

“There’s no time for a fight.” Charles looked up at him.

“I didn’t come for those trivial matters.” Losses raised his hands, “Do you want to hunt the white deer together?”

“It looks good, but it doesn’t seem like it’s a good plan to go with you.”

“But who else is around to take you out? Everyone’s gone to the forest. Come on, hey, make a friend.”

“Thank you for your sympathy.” Ciel called for anger, it strode to his side, the black shadow of anger almost covered the whole of Losses, and he unconsciously took a step back.

“Can you ride a horse?” Losses was a little surprised.

“Thanks to you, my body is recovering.” Ciel grabbed the saddle, and the two helped him mount it, feeling much better on the horse’s back.

There are at least eight or nine knights of the Ruiwei family around Losis, as well as twice the number of soldiers, and twice as many hired hunters. They form a mighty team to go to the forest where the rumored white deer haunt. go ahead.

“I’m not someone who holds grudges, and I hope neither are you.” Losses said to Ciel easily.

“Very good.” Ciel heard the arrogance in his words. The nobles naturally had this tone. They did not live in the same world as the commoners, and they played different games.

They are the rulers of the country, and in their eyes we are numbers floating on the ledger, a resource for building a fortress, a tool for fighting foreigners and beasts, laws shape this relationship, and society naturally maintains this structure.

If we take everything apart, maybe we…we are equal?

I am stronger and taller than him, my weapons are sharper than him, and my armor is stronger than him, so we are equal to some extent.

But what about others?

Those rickety peasants, ordinary people with unfortunate genetic diseases, can they also be on an equal footing with the nobility?

Is everything fair and just, or is there a natural basis for polarization?

“You’re distracted.” Losses noticed that Ciel was absent-minded, “What are you thinking?”

“I take the liberty to ask, how did your family originate.”

“Have you never heard of it? Lord Godel issued an order that all the places where the Lomans live and live shall belong to the Lomans, and the one who pioneered the territory first owns that territory. We drove out the elves, and in the rain A castle was built on the edge of the bay, bows and ballistas were thrown from the city wall, and the menacing elves were driven away, and then lived there for generations. Ordinary people were able to build fishing villages on the edge of the bay, and we paid them to build a port, so the city It’s getting bigger and bigger. We live on the hills and look out to the distant ports, and protect them justly, and when they have legal problems, they come to the hills to seek our arbitration, and if the Blue Isle pirates come near, We sent troops from the castle to protect the harbour. In return, they accepted our rule,” Loses said.

“Why is Yuwan Hall the capital of Upper Loman?” The Ruiwei family set out from Yuwan Hall and ruled the three territories of Yongquan Hall, Ash Tree Hall and Linbian Fort, forming the Upper Loman Region, Fanshan and Redwood Mountains. It is also within the jurisdiction of the Yuwan Hall.

After turning over the Redwood Mountain and heading west, you will arrive at the west coast area dominated by the king.

“Because during the barbarian rule, my ancestor West Revel went to the west coast and waited faithfully for the opportunity. After the death of the barbarian king ‘Wise’ Rannell, we were able to retake the territory, and Rain Bay Hall was for a long time the Langnar’s hometown… These barbarians built beautiful harbors and fortresses, and managed Rain Bay Hall to be extremely prosperous. Ashtree Hall was not formed at all at that time, and Forestside Fort was still under the control of the barbarians, so Gerald I made West River the Duke of Upper Loman. It’s so clear. You have estate in Ashtree Hall, you will be my vassal in the future, come to Rain Bay Hall to receive my canonization and kiss me , and show impeccable loyalty to me.” Losses chuckled.

“Sounds delightful,” said Charles sarcastically.

All kinds of privileged wealth, just because he was born in such a family.

“Don’t be a person who only complains, the feudal system gives everyone room for improvement. Think hard, work hard, work tirelessly, and leave opportunities for those who are prepared, you can have a big castle!” Gladiu maliciously Say.

The trainers sent their dogs: “They found the white deer!”

“Follow.” Losses clenched his legs and urged his mount to gallop forward.

“Run slowly.” Ciel told Angry to be careful, if it ran too fast, it would make Ciel’s legs hurt.

In fact, there is no need to rage and run as hard as the hunters have stopped ahead.

An old hunter picked up the white hair left by scratching on a branch and showed it to everyone: “This is the hair of a white deer.”

“I heard that the fur of the white deer can be made into the most powerful shield in the world.” Losis said excitedly, “I will take its head back and hang it on the wall of the hall.”

“Yes, the White Deer’s Skin can withstand any form of attack, and our attacks against it are almost ineffective.” The guard beside him added.

“Perhaps those predatory Yalongs followed the white deer.” Someone speculated.

It is possible, but in fact according to the information, the predatory dragons were lured into the middle of the hunting grounds by the wizards.

Now that Draco is in charge of the entire hunting ground, he doesn’t have to worry about wizards trying to make trouble around here.

Charles thought.

He suddenly remembered the large herd of white deer he had seen a long time ago, walking slowly in the woods along the established path, with a sacred posture.

At that time, he didn’t know that this kind of animal was so rare and rare, and the scene is like a lifetime away when he thinks about it now.

Do I still have a chance to see such a sacred scene?

Bai Lu should only appear in front of those who are pure and kind in their hearts.

The hunters under Losis sent out again and again, but they failed again and again. They kept making efforts to lock the position of the white deer, but the white deer seemed to be able to sense their existence and kept running away. , repeatedly avoiding them, escaping from the encircling net woven by the nobles.

Ciel has a feeling of being teased. Losses is always yelling, shouting for the white deer, and when people get close, they get nothing.

“I swear I saw it.” Loses looked around. “It appeared nearby.”

Several noble hunting teams were intertwined. They originally acted independently of each other, but considering the agility and cunning of the white deer, they had to meet each other and exchange information.

“He was near Little Rock Lake at ten in the morning,” Rocher said. “We shot him an arrow and it bounced off his fur.”

“If we can’t hunt it, we track it on the hills. It can run faster than a horse, and its endurance is stronger than that of a horse.” A nobleman who did not know Ciel complained.

“Damn it, it appears for a while and then doesn’t appear.” Losses muttered, “But it’s interesting to hunt down such prey.”

“Things are so messy, I don’t even know who can hunt the sacred white deer.” Rene laughed.

“Impossible, the white deer will live in peace for seven days, and then leave the hunting ground under our noses.” The noble sighed.

Hearing that everyone is so eager to get the White Deer, I can’t help but want to hunt it down.

Charles thought.

Gladius, tell me the location of the White Deer.

“A living, pure and delicious soul, not far from us, is watching us,” Gladiu whispered.

Ciel turned his horse’s head and approached the direction described by Gladius.

“Where is he going?”

“It’s the Ciel. Isn’t he hurt?”

“He’s very capable.”

“Maybe he knows Bailu’s location!”

People exchanged glances, and then they called for people, regrouped the team, and kept up with Ciel. Everyone was eager to get the White Deer.

Chapter 165 Deer Hunter

Gladius kept describing to Ciel what the soul of the White Deer looked like.

“White, holy and delicate, she steps out of her own pace, she sees all things as a garden and living creatures as companions, and she walks among them as if she were the world, or the world was her.”

“so good.”

“And then I ate it twice, quack quack.”

“If you can make it live well, maybe it can…”

“It will die, but in my womb it will live long, it will have a better and more laudable future, and it will provide fuel for a greater cause than any other way out. ‘ Gladiu said sinisterly.

“I don’t think so.”

Charles looked back and saw that people were all staring at him, waiting for him to lead the way to the white deer, and when the white deer appeared in sight, people would frantically throw arrows at it, send hounds, and make it exhausted until it was exhausted. Catch it and kill it, strip it of its priceless pelts, and cut off its decorative head.

The white deer is in the lower layer of the food chain, it should be shot, its fur should be made into protective gear that can resist all attacks in the legend, and those who hunt it can drink living water.

Ciel threw off his superfluous thoughts and rode his horse through the forest.

Finally, the sacred white deer appeared in front of him.

[End of This Chapter]