Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 14

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 14]

“You really killed the river troll?” An old man with gray hair in a burlap robe rushed over.

“Yes, these people can testify.” Ciel pointed to the villagers with baskets behind him.

“The gods sent us a savior.” The old man made a pious gesture to the sky, and the other villagers followed suit and expressed their gratitude to the gods.

The Lomans worship ancestors and heroic heroes in history. The god Edwar is the greatest among them. He is the first king in Loman history that can be tested.

“I’m a traveler, it’s good to be helpful.” Charles simply expressed his attitude, “If you can give me a piece of clothing and a meal, I won’t waste my time.”

“Of course I have the honor to know your lord’s name?” said the old man humbly. “I am Magnum of Durham.”

“Just call me Ciel.” Ciel nodded.

Lomans usually indicate their origin in their self-proclaimed name.

Shire’s hometown came from a small place called the village of Belor, so he should call himself the Shire of Belor.

It’s just that Etienne told him that, as a demon hunter, it is taboo to disclose his information to others, so as not to be used, and Ciel also followed his teaching.

He was taken by Magnon to a house with a yard, where there was a square table with benches all around.

The two big dogs kept barking at Ciel, and in a moment they were afraid again, so they hid in a sullen way, not daring to make a sound with their tails tucked.

Did they sense the demon in me?

Animals are quite sensitive to supernatural beings like demons.

“Look, a lot of mortals, a lot of mortals…” Gladiu felt the villagers around him, “I have a request…”

“what?”

“Help me murder a few mortals and let me taste their souls.”

“Don’t even think about it.” Charles refused in his heart.

“Cannibalism can restore my strength, and my strength can help you.”

“You promised never to fight against mortals.”

“Did I tell you?”

People still don’t know that there is a hidden demon lurking around here, and they whisper to each other, excitedly talking about the murder of the river troll, the haze that has plagued the village for a long time is finally dispelled, the villagers are in a good mood, and the originally depressed atmosphere of Durham Village Sweep away.

The village was clearly not angry until Ciel stepped in to help them.

“Come in, my lord.” Magnon brought Ciel into the house. The furnishings in the room were simple and made Ciel feel intimate, completely peasant style.

Enter the two large rooms on the left and right. The room on the right is used for sleeping. There are four or five wool square blankets on the floor, and in the center is a small brazier, which has no charcoal.

Apparently, the villagers are very frugal with firewood these days because the river trolls are blocking the way into the forest.

The room on the left is used for cooking. There is a square fire kiln made of stone, with a large stew pot on it. The Loman peasants have nothing to eat. The river water, vegetables and potatoes are cooked in the pot every day. Cai, Xia Er also came from the countryside, so he couldn’t be more familiar with all this.

The Mag farmhouse is better than ordinary villagers. There are lockers and wardrobes in the corridor in the middle, and a wooden staircase leads to the second floor. The upper floor is usually used to receive guests.

“If you don’t mind, wear my son’s clothes.” Magnon opened the wardrobe and took out a long-sleeved shirt, linen trousers, a sheepskin coat, and a pair of leather boots, which Charles estimated. Worth seven or eight silver coins, apparently they were sincerely thanking the Shire.

A suit!

Since Ciel was resurrected, he finally had clothes to wear.

“Your son? Where has he been?” Charles picked up the clothes.

Magnon shrugged.

“He loved to read since he was a child, and I said he would be a great poet, a researcher of history, or be in charge of reading letters to lords. So I sent him to the West Coast, and he became wiser, and my son is really promising… …but the more he read, the less he wanted to talk to me. Eventually he stopped coming home, he hadn’t come back for twenty years. I couldn’t hear from him, I just prayed every day that he was alive and well and healthy Healthy. Your lord, he was about the same age as you when he left.”

“I’m very sorry.”

Magnum spread his hands, faced all this with the indifferent attitude of a countryman, greeted Ciel, and withdrew.

Charles put his trousers on, put his clothes on, put his coat on, fastened the claw buckle, adjusted the emerald necklace, and tied the black hunter’s cloak behind him to cover his cloth backpack.

He also lacked a belt to hang the knife. The previous belt was destroyed, and now he can only carry the knife in his hand from time to time.

After getting dressed, he felt much better. He looked down at his attire. It was fitted and warm, just like a Loman country traveler, no longer the naked savage before.

Especially now that he has a pair of shoes, he no longer has to walk barefoot, and the soles of his feet, which have been repeatedly injured in the past few days, are now protected.

In other words, he had a sense of returning to civilized society, and that feeling reassured him.

Back in the yard, he saw the villagers catching chickens and slaughtering pigs outside. Magnum took out a large iron pot from somewhere and placed it on the open-air stone stove. Several women took the initiative to come over to light the fire and add water.

Others were peeling vegetables, washing vegetables, and pushing carts with potatoes.

“What are you doing?” Charles asked.

“My lord, it’s a good thing that you killed the river troll! We have to treat you well.” Magnon was very happy.

“Yeah yeah!”

“Oh, our Durun Village is famous for its hospitality.” Other villagers echoed loudly.

Hearing the affirmative answer, Ciel suddenly felt very happy, helping others, and being respected. Isn’t that what a demon hunter should do?

“It’s just a child, and he gets carried away with a little compliment.” Gladiu commented disdainfully in his heart, but Ciel was in a good mood and didn’t bother to pay attention to it.

A few young girls stood outside the courtyard wall of the Mag’s farmhouse, clinging to the wall, staring at the travel adventurer who was rumored by word of mouth, excited when they saw Charles.

He also noticed them, the pretty girls were young, immature, and ruddy, and the ugly ones had big plates and freckles.

When they found Ciel’s eyes, they all fled in shame, which made Ciel feel embarrassed.

In Shire’s eyes, women are elusive puzzles. They behave mysteriously and have unique personalities. They are completely different from men. No matter how they think or act, they are very different.

But anyway, men desire women.

Maybe I can find them?

Talking to them, building a relationship, and finally breaking through the last layer of estrangement, Ciel thought about it.

How does a woman feel?

Their faces are tender and their legs are broad.

“Why didn’t I find that you were suitable for being a lustful demon in hell.” Gladiu muttered, “Could it be that your previous uprightness covered up your vulgar mortal nature? Damn it, you shouldn’t have too much of mortals. expect.”

“They’re very nice.”

“‘Very good,'” snarled Gladio, “you bastard, if they come to you, you’ll pounce on them like a wild dog, admiring their enthusiasm. But if they don’t, you’ll be like a stone Just as dumb, naively waiting for them to take the initiative to come and talk to you. Why? Why don’t you take the initiative, rush out of the yard now, and go to them! Show them your desires.”

“I still have important things to do.” Ciel prevaricates.

“Look, why am I always in the dark, because I have figured out the pitiful minds of you mortals. You are hesitant and distracted, and women will eventually become your nightmares.”

Kiss them, hug them, and interlock with them…

“I will take the initiative.” Ciel thought stubbornly, “but not now, if I meet a beautiful girl who is not only smart and brave, but also has a slim figure and even a noble background, I will go after it immediately. worth.”

“You lower-body-dominated stallion, if that female mortal sees you, I will immediately go back to hell and wait to die in front of the kings of chaos.”

Well, Ciel thought, now he knew a way to defeat Gladiu for good.

Chapter 18 Rumors

The country feast with the characteristics of the village of Durham begins soon.

Shire had seen similar scenes when he was young, and feasting was part of Loman culture.

Every spring sacrifice, people in the village get busy, offering sacrifices to the Loman gods such as the god Edwar, the god of agriculture, Angry, the god of rain, and Juvia, the god of rain, and praying for the gods to bless the year with good weather and rain. Most of the time It works, but sometimes God punishes people for their indiscretion, little rain in a year.

At that time, the priests will come forward and count the sins committed by the people, and the festival will be more abundant in the coming year, so as to try to appease the anger of the gods.

He sat on a hard bench and sat around a table with other village men, whose wives walked back and forth in the yard, washing vegetables, handling animals, and cooking meals.

A pure scent wafted all over the place, making him twitch his index fingers.

Wild dogs and wild cats lingered by the yard, looking from afar and daring not to enter.

Usually they linger at people’s feet, waiting for bones and food scraps to be thrown to the ground, but now they are too frightened to go any further.

Magnon picked up a bottle of red wine, pried the cork out, and poured a glass for Charles and the villagers present.

“Respect the hero!” He picked up the cup and drank it.

“Oh oh oh!”

“Great!”

People were happy, and Charles took the glass and drank the aperitif.

Immediately the villagers started chatting loudly about the weather, war and monsters, making Ciel feel a little reserved.

He is not shy, but he is not used to talking nonsense.

Food is first class good.

A woman with a broad waist brought Charles a large country roast chicken, the whole chicken was dehaired, bare, and drizzled with a rich sweet and sour jam from the bottom of the chicken to the neck, and Charles picked up the chicken. , it was terribly hot, but Ciel was so hungry that he couldn’t care less and bit down hard.

Spices are expensive, and poor people can’t afford it, and instead use jams to flavor their meats, which have proven to be excellent.

Charle tasted that the chicken was tender and the skin was crispy, and the whole chicken skin was affected by one bite.

These chickens must be diligent in exercising and eating all day long, because the meat is chewy and very thick, and it is a blessing to eat such a large whole chicken. Shire eats hard, the chicken thighs are very tender, the chicken wings are even better, and the oil is on top. Roasted deliciously.

The villagers were a little stunned when they saw Ciel’s food intake. All they were given were small pieces of chicken, and now they can only stare at Ciel.

Halfway through the roast chicken, the women brought Xia Er a large bowl of mushroom soup. The soup was very thick, with plump mushroom slices floating in it, and sprinkled with coriander and shredded onions. You can smell the fragrance.

He kept eating, after all, it had been a long time since he had eaten a serious meal.

As he slurped his soup, Magnon asked, “Where are you going next? How about staying here for the night?”

“Stay one night!”

“Have a good rest for a few days.” The villagers encouraged enthusiastically.

“No.” Ciel simply refused, “I’m going to Ash Tree Hall.”

“Uh…” People looked at each other.

The atmosphere changed so quickly that Ciel noticed the difference, he put down the soup bowl and wiped his mouth.

“What happened to Ashtree Hall?” he asked.

“Something’s happened…” Magnon said anxiously, “Sir, you can’t go to the Ash Tree Hall now.”

“Why?” Charles was confused.

“It’s a devil!” Magnon lowered his voice and said the word “devil”, and quickly pointed his finger to the sky, praying for the blessing of the gods, lest the nihilistic spirits would hurt him.

“Devil?” Ciel was on high alert, his eyes narrowed, “What do you know? Tell me all.”

“In the Hunter’s Sanctuary in the Ash Tree Hall, a ‘thing’ flew out.” Magnon was terrified, “It is infinitely powerful, invulnerable, killing people everywhere, eating cattle and sheep, and anyone who walks alone will be killed. It’s intercepted, it’s terrible, my lord, you should stay out of the limelight in Durham.”

“Yeah, many people were killed.”

“No one dares to leave the village now.”

“It’s not safe to stay in the village, the devil can easily kill an army.”

“The lord has doubled the number of sentries in the castle.” People chattered.

A demon is attacking the countryside.

“How…” Charles frowned.

He knew that the devil they caught was locked in the Hunter’s Sanctuary, but he didn’t know what it was or how strong it was.

If the escaping demon is of the same level as the blade demon, then the Ash Tree Hall is at stake… Thinking of this, Xia Er’s heart tightened.

“Impossible.” Gladiu was furious. “I’m a demon! Do you think your little broken sanctuary can hold a lord equal to me? This is an insult to hell. Please correct me.”

Ignoring Gladius’ complaints, Charles explained to Magnon.

“No matter how dangerous it is outside, I have a reason to go to Ash Tree Hall. I’m sorry.”

“That’s right, right…” Magnon nodded again and again, “You are strong and calm, and you can deal with demons.”

“But don’t fight with demons! Once you encounter a demon, you will either die or go crazy!” An old man instructed Ciel in fear.

“Yes, yes, sir, get a horse in the town, find a way to enter the city early, and don’t stop outside the city walls.” They all became worried when they heard that Charles was going to the Ash Tree Hall.

Ciel shook the wine glass slowly, thinking about how to deal with the devil, out of the corner of his eyes he noticed a young child, standing in the courtyard, staring at him all the time.

“Who is he?” Charles asked.

Magnum glanced at the young man.

“Luo Dan. Du Lun’s Luo Dan, come here, child.” Magnum beckoned.

“I’m not a child, I’m already an adult.” Luo Dan walked to the table. He looked about the same age as Ciel, at most one year younger than him, with red hair, blue eyes, a short nose, and thick eyebrows. , The forehead is very wide, I heard that the wider the forehead, the smarter.

“Why are you staring at me?” Charles picked up the bottle and poured himself some wine, tasting the rich taste of wine. Wine is something that is uncomfortable at first, but then makes people greedy.

“You stole my job.” Luo Dan said boldly, “I originally wanted to kill that troll in the future.”

“If you kill that river troll earlier, you will feel at ease earlier.” Ciel didn’t care, “You look brave.”

“He’s a vagabond,” Magnum explained. “Poor Luo Dan, he helps people herd sheep in the village.”

[End of This Chapter]