Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 147

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 147]

“It’s not so much better to have someone think for me.”

“Then what do you use your brain for?”

“Think about personal life.” Charles muttered in his heart.

He also has personal relationships to mend.

“It was an assassin who killed Rene. This is a lie,” Brian said. “Then the messenger behind the scenes is the Seal of Hytris, the truth.”

“The conspirators came from a wandering float called Seawitt’s Fisheye. They killed Rene, transformed dragons, and destroyed Racqui. They were all true,” Ciel said. “In the forest, There are sorcery traps that attract predatory drakes into them, and they are also set by dark wizards, impeccable fact.”

“Dark wizards have a grudge against Rene…they owe Rene a lot of money…” Elijah said hesitantly.

“Half-truth, no one knows. But why did Rene lend money to the dark wizard?” Ciel felt amused.

“Rene is dead anyway,” Elijah said frankly.

“Okay, now it’s the truth.” Charles patted him on the shoulder, this kid is a genius, “The dead don’t jump up and say: ‘I never did’, we can even forge the IOU, I Knowing how his IOU was written, the lender died at the hands of the borrower, and Lord Rene unfortunately lent money to people who shouldn’t have borrowed money. These people had no money to repay, so they took risks, not only taking advantage of chaos in the forest Assassinating the count, and trying to put the blame on the noble Lord Garnier, what a gang of chaos.”

“Huh.” Brian let out a disdainful laugh, seeming to be dismissive of this true and false lie.

“Walking in the countryside, have you found the meaning of your life?” Ciel pressed.

“I know them, High Warlock Cruz, High Warlock Sebastian, they used to be my bosses, they used to yell at me… Now I’m going to overthrow them.”

“How? You don’t seem to be good at showdowns and aggressive sorcery,” Ciel asked.

“Wizards have a wizard’s way, who said that wizards can only fight by destructive and powerful sorcery…” Brian laughed rudely, “You wait and see, you wait and see…”

They returned to the Ash Tree Hall and reached the castle on the hill at Garnier all the way. Ciel keenly noticed the change in the situation of the castle. Most of the guards were replaced, and a group of new faces were standing guard. Some people didn’t even know Ciel.

Garnier’s newly promoted knights walked back and forth in the courtyard with arrogance, talking loudly, and they seemed to have endless energy. Although there was no formal competition arena, they still practiced riding horses with real swordsmanship and constantly boasted. force.

The top of the city is densely populated with crossbowmen, looking out at the road outside the city, alerting to all threats.

Garnier, if I were you, I’d save the money, what half the spies can do, why need twice as many soldiers?

Ciel expressed a request to meet Garnier, and the servant arrogantly went to convey it.

There are fewer and fewer familiar faces in the castle, and Gina is not there. Garnier will not be so mad that he will put her under house arrest. After all, she is also a powerful claimant of the title of earl. Maybe even choose to side with Gina, after all, she is young and beautiful, and Garnier is closely related to the patricide case.

After waiting for at least half an hour, Garnier summoned Ciel to enter. This guy’s ostentation was really scary, and when Ciel entered the living room, he saw the scene in front of him and couldn’t help but stop.

How dare I enter?

In front of him, Garnier’s face was like frost, and the sword was placed across his lap.

Chapter 185 Injecting Spirit

So time flies and teenagers grow up.

Charles thought silently.

He stared at the Count in front of him, his eyes were cold, as if the friendship of the past was gone forever, and his temperament became moody.

There was no one else in the room, silent, decorated with new paintings, silk and marble busts, beautifully furnished, much more beautiful than in Rene’s time, and it was evident that Garnier was not as obsessed with money as his father.

“Can I have a place to sit?” Charles put his hand behind him.

“Hang the knife over there.” Garnier gestured to the knife hanger by the door. Is this for me?

Nothing like this existed before.

“You know me, the master hunter never leaves his body.” My dear friend, it’s a little early for me to bow my head, I hope to form an alliance, not a master-servant order.

Without waiting for Garnier to continue giving orders, Ciel pulled out a velvet chair at will, and lay down comfortably.

“So,” Garnier said with a gloomy face, “how is the harvest?”

“We tracked down the real culprit, a group of dark wizards from the Seal of Heatris, and the scattered thugs they gathered.” Ciel said, “They have committed a heinous crime and attacked the village of Laqui, we just need to put all the blame on them. Just go up.”

“Huh?” Garnier frowned.

Is that chair too hard?

It made you so serious and gloomy.

Charles looked at the earl’s throne, the whole chair was made of steel and stubborn stone, and the cost was low.

Lei was wide and fat, and he didn’t care. He could sit on that stone chair for the rest of his life, at least it could fit Rene’s big ass.

But Garnier was obviously much more fussy, the seat was too wide for him, and he added layers of fur on it, soft and whole, stripped from newly hunted bucks.

“We want to falsify information. Lord Rene lent them a lot of money during his lifetime, but they couldn’t pay it back. They simply took the risk and created traps in the forest to try to murder the count,” said Ciel.

“A forged IOU? Hmm…” Garnier pondered, “It’s possible.”

“Where is Gina? I haven’t seen her.”

“She has her own life.” Garnier said indifferently, “Don’t ask about our family’s private affairs, this is my advice to you.”

“You should get used to domination. Treating your friends with indifference is not a means of maintaining authority,” said Ciel.

“Enough, I can’t be as naive as a child.”

“You are more naive than before.”

“…” Garnier’s expression changed, he lowered his head, and did not speak for a long time, he walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of wine, poured himself a full glass, drank it all, and then another glass.

Ciel saw that the bottle was empty, Garnier’s face flushed, and his mood became more and more unstable, as if he was about to collapse at any moment.

I have to save him, it is not a question of helping him or not, I have to save him.

So Charles stood up and walked towards Garnier.

“Don’t come near me,” he said warily.

“I could kill you from any distance, but why would I do this?” Ciel felt amused.

Garnier’s face became more and more ugly, thinking that alcohol was flooding his mind, softening his hands and feet, dilating his blood vessels, and numbing his nerves.

“The only thing you need is tears and a woman.” Charles put his arms around Garnier’s shoulders, “I know where you can be fully released.”

“Where?” Garnier wondered.

“follow me.”

He and Garnier entered the bedroom and told him to put on a hooded cloak and remove all the green hyacinth ornaments.

“You should wear the great helmet and the armor.” Ciel looked at him.

“There’s no armor in the closet.” Garnier looked at the dazzling array of coats and picked up a simple blue velvet coat at random. “What do you want me to do?”

“Don’t do anything, let’s go to a place.”

“where?”

“Confidentiality,” Charles said.

If you knew, you definitely wouldn’t go.

“…” Garnier stopped.

“Don’t worry, I know the best way, I know what you need most right now,” said Ciel kindly. “We are friends.”

“I’m the Earl of Ashtreehall,” he said bluntly. “Mighty lords don’t have real friends, and they don’t need them either.”

“Who taught you so many fallacies.” Charles was puzzled.

“Pierre Guise,” explained Garnier. “My governess, he was a wise man.”

“Sounds more like a pervert dedicated to spreading bad values.”

“…Then according to you, what values are good? I need to learn as soon as possible and become a qualified lord.”

“The best value is to let you act in the way that is most comfortable for you. You are cheerful and optimistic by nature, and you should make many friends. If you are as your teacher said, closing your heart and pretending to be cold will only make you look Funny and stupid—because you’re not fit for that sort of thing,” Ciel explained.

“Ah?” Garnier was a little surprised, “I… I never thought of it like this.”

“With your best and brightest friends here, you’ll learn a lot of new ideas,” said Shire.

“I see.” Garnier followed behind Ciel.

To be honest, I really don’t want to manipulate him behind the scenes, but the problem is that he is very credulous, credulous to the dark wizard who gave him the marksman amulet, credulous to his governess, credulous to the nobles who preach in his ear, rather than letting him fall In the hands of these people, it is better for me to guide him.

Charles thought to himself.

Gladiu is laughing, what does the Blade Demon find funny now?

The head of the stables expressed surprise at Garnier’s presence.

“Give him an ordinary variegated horse, so people can’t see it at all,” said Charles. “If anyone thinks of Lord Garnier or even the Alberta family through this horse, the whole city will be destroyed. disaster.”

“Ah—er—” the Stablemaster was startled by Shire’s tone. “I’m not going to screw it up.” From the pergola he led a languid trotter, looking tired and weak.

“It’s a horse that my nurse’s husband left behind. They moved out a few years ago.” Garnier recognized the poor horse. “No one will know about it.”

“Very well, let’s go.” Charles nodded.

The horse’s legs went weak at the sight of anger, and it took Garnier’s repeated urging to move its hooves.

They left the castle briskly on horseback, with Garnier following Ciel.

“What are we going to do? Why would something happen once we are recognized?” Garnier still didn’t quite understand.

“Come on, come on.” Ciel was confident in the effectiveness of his special treatment.

Xia Er rode to the late summer garden.

Garnier looked up at the signboard, his face ashen: “What is this? What is this?” He immediately wanted to leave.

“This is where you lead to freedom and happiness.” Charles rolled over and dismounted, and greeted the welcoming maids at the door, who were already familiar with him and smiled.

“You lunatic,” said Garnier irritably, following Rene in every move he did, “Father is newly mourned, how can I have fun?”

“Take him down.” Charles looked at Garnier.

The two women twisted their bodies slenderly, approached Garnier, reached out and stroked his thigh, begging softly.

“Come on, my lord…”

“we need you……”

Garnier turned the horse’s head uneasily, looked vigilant and gritted his teeth, but in the end he had to get off the horse and bravely walked into the courtyard.

“Relax, put all your other worries aside, now is the time to be carefree.” Charles took Garnier’s shoulders and led him into the hall, where the carpet was dark purple, the wallpaper was pink, and the lights and sounds were ambiguous.

It was obviously the first time that Garnier entered a similar place. He saw those women, who were lying lazily on the ground, barely wearing any clothes. Seeing Garnier walk in, he stretched out his feet to hook him.

“I’ll have a few…a few drinks and leave.” Garnier looked away.

“Drinking is good.” Charles took him into a private room next to him. The low table was filled with fine wines, melon and fruit snacks. The women followed along while laughing. The jewelry on their bodies jingled. More plump than a body, enchanting eyes.

Garnier was a little stunned. He was sitting on the ground. In the middle of summer, the stove was lit here. It was so hot that he couldn’t help but take off his clothes, one after another, leaving only a close-fitting silk blouse.

Pretty sturdy, twenty-something, with a body that’s exercising.

The women stuck beside Garnier, poured wine for him, fed him, and took the initiative to hold their bodies close together. Garnier was too nervous, so he couldn’t say anything: “I-I-I…I have to …”

“You must lie down.” Charles sat on the side and stretched his legs. “Enjoy it.”

Before Garnier could resist, they were already conquered by them, and they scrambled to take off his last line of defense and scramble for the precious wealth on him.

No matter how much Garnier stretched out his hand, he could not escape from their siege.

Books can’t make boys mature, but women can.

Charles thought to himself.

This is one of the most important lessons in my life.

A young man, no matter how poor and melancholy he is, as long as he has a good night, he will immediately become confident, optimistic and energetic, and if one night is not enough, two nights.

“Lord Ciel… please allow me…” A girl approached Ciel timidly.

She was tall and plump, with a slender waist, her blond hair poured down like waves, her skin was fair, and her eyes were as blue as jewels.

“Go and rest.” Charles told her to leave.

What a joke, I’m a serious person.

[End of This Chapter]