Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 16

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 16]

“You mean ‘filthy and depraved’.” Ciel responded in his heart.

“If you look at it by your standards, mortals are selfish and filthy from birth, and they cultivate those so-called upright and diligent characters, but it is a distortion of human nature. Tsk tsk tsk, what a joke.”

Charles sat in a chair, the wood was hard and uncomfortable.

“I have a mission,” said Rocher. “Lord Rene asked me to destroy the winged demon as soon as possible. For this goal, if you support it, we can cooperate. If you oppose it, I will imprison you. If you Remain neutral, I will temporarily limit your personal freedom, and let you leave until we solve this confidant. The winged demon has already caused a lot of trouble in the territory. If there are other people sabotaging at this time, we are likely to Lose control of the situation.”

Winged Demon!

“…Actually, I’m a demon hunter.” Since Rocher explained things clearly, there is no need for Ciel to continue to hide his identity. He likes people like Rocher who speak concisely and clearly.

“Demon hunter.” Rocher pondered the word and the meaning behind it. “The demon escaped from your sanctuary. It was daytime, and many residents witnessed this.”

“I don’t know the specific situation, but I heard that there are demons raging, so I hurried back to the Ash Tree Hall.”

“If I’m not mistaken, the sanctuary is being run by Frederick, the master hunter of Upper Loman.”

“Master Frederick died.” Ciel sighed, “Not only him, but many others.”

“Allow me to mourn for him briefly. We live in a city, but we never met, and even so, I still hear a lot of his deeds, he gave up his inheritance, and would rather give his life fighting demons . His death is a huge loss to the world.” She bowed her head and prayed silently.

Shire also has a way to learn, and her demeanor is worth learning.

He whispered in his heart: “God of the sky, Lord Edvard, if you really exist, please bless Frederick’s soul and let him enter the afterlife safe and sound, and other people…”

“Boring! Pseudo-believers!” shouted Gladiu. “What is ‘if you really exist’, and if you doubt that a god exists or not, you shouldn’t believe it at all!”

“Why? I really don’t know if God exists. If God exists, you should be wiped out with lightning.”

“Oh, terrifying child, at only seventeen years old, he is already planning to use supernatural power to fight a self-righteous demon.” Gladius muttered, “By the way, Federik’s soul has been eaten by me, I’ll treat him well in my stomach.”

Rocher ends his mourning for Frederick.

Ciel is thankful that he no longer has to spend his time arguing with demons and can focus on dealing with real-world matters.

“Obviously, because the winged demon escaped from your sanctuary, you, as a demon hunter, have an absolute responsibility to help us eliminate it,” Rocher said.

“Yes, I need to know information about it, so that I can increase the odds of dealing with it.”

“‘The Winged Demon’ is our vague name for it, named after several of its characteristics. Apparently, it has a pair of powerful wings and is able to fly high in the sky, higher than ordinary birds. Second, it It is very greedy and has a huge appetite. It attacks domestic animals and pedestrians day and night. So far, at least 39 people have been killed, and there are countless animals. The scene of its eating is extremely bloody, and it has driven several people crazy. Innocent people infected with hypochondria caused by demons, become mad and restless, keep flapping their arms and flying like. At the same time, if what the palace wizards say is true, the demons also absorb the souls of the victims, so as to make themselves stronger , this, as a demon hunter, you should know better than me.”

“I understand.” Ciel sighed worriedly. The ability to affect the spirits of other mortals and to absorb souls are typical characteristics of demons.

It would be even more difficult to deal with if it also uses illusions, puppet-making and other evil abilities like Gladius.

“Gray Tree Hall is the domain of the respected Earl of Alberta. The Earl is just and generous, and he is committed to protecting his people. Since I received the news, I have been sighing at night and not thinking about food and wine. As a vassal of the Earl, I received Orders, also go through fire and water.” Rocher said.

It’s strange that these high-sounding words appear quite formal and serious in her mouth.

“The earl’s reputation is not very good,” Ciel said euphemistically, and other demon hunters described the lord as a pig on two legs.

“Even if the Count is my monarch, when I describe his personal character, out of respect for honesty, I will not beautify it. It is true that the Count has a rigid temperament and is extremely greedy, but the Count knows how to use people. . When the demons are raging, call me to be responsible for ending the chaos. Although it may be bragging, I am indeed the best and most suitable person in this situation. This is enough to prove that Rene-sama is completely Qualified to rule Ash Tree Hall.” Rocher’s eyes revealed her strong enterprising spirit.

But the Lohman tradition prevented women from advancing in the feudal system, and Shire didn’t know what kind of pressure and trouble she was under.

“I agree.” Charles nodded.

“In order to avoid misunderstanding, I also need to clarify some facts. Our lord, Earl Rene Alberta is miserly, but if someone is good enough to excel, the earl will definitely promote him and give him the same ability. Honour and wealth to match. No doubt, if you show enough talent, I will pass on your deeds to the earl, and give you a more noble position than now.”

Hearing these promises, Ciel was a little moved: “Let’s discuss the matter of hunting demons.”

“It’s not necessary.”

Rocher’s answer surprised Ciel.

no need?

What does this mean?

Why shouldn’t they have a good talk about how to hunt demons?

How to approach it, attack it, destroy it, and finally end this mess.

Isn’t this worth discussing?

“There’s no need to discuss it? Then how are we going to deal with it,” said Charles hurriedly.

“I don’t know your name yet.”

“I’m Charles.”

“Very good, Lord Ciel. Before you appeared, the first time we encountered the winged demon, we immediately went to the Hunter’s Sanctuary to seek help, but no one answered.” Rocher said.

Of course, no one answered, and it was a ghost when someone responded.

All eight hunters from the Upper Loman region gathered in Dusk Forest to hunt down the Blade Demon. How could anyone stay in the sanctuary?

“We’re all on a mission.”

“Yes, the demon hunters are busy with their missions, and a demon in the territory is raiding the village at high altitude, causing panic. We can’t afford to wait for the hunters to return, so we have already reached an agreement with others. Before you appeared, we An efficient team has been established, and all you have to do is cooperate with us.”

“Cooperation?” Ciel felt incredulous, “…other than demon hunters, who knows how to fight demons?”

“You’ll see.” Rocher got up and ordered to the soldiers outside, “Invite Mr. Tibbert over.”

Only demon hunters know how to hunt demons. This is what Etienne told Ciel a long time ago, and it is also an unshakable belief in his heart.

And if there are other people who can fight against demons now, Ciel is a little hard to accept.

If I don’t need me, I don’t need a demon hunter…what should I do?

The waiting made him feel restless, but soon footsteps approached the tent, and a person got in.

“Sir, are you looking for me?” Ciel saw a man with medium hair, red hair and blue eyes, with a soft beard like fluff, with a smile that was not a smile on his face, but his attitude was not very serious, “Do you have guests?” Also noticed Shire.

“Yes, Tibbert, this is Ciel, Demon Hunter.”

Hearing the concept of “Demon Hunter”, Tibbert’s face suddenly sank, his brows furrowed, his arms folded over his chest, and he looked at Ciel, his expression relaxed again.

“Oh, it’s a demon hunter. It’s amazing.” He deliberately lengthened the tone of his speech, which was very annoying. “It’s amazing. The rumored demon hunter specializes in hunting demons for a living. He must be very professional.”

The more he listened, the more uncomfortable he became, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.

“Look at that look, you see,” said Tibbert contemptuously. “Looks like I’m a monster. If this kid gets his hands on it soon, my lord, you’ll have to look at me.”

“There is no need to worry, I believe that Ciel is loyal to the great cause of fighting against the devil.”

“Okay.” The nauseating smile on Tibbert’s face was gone, replaced by an even more obnoxious smugness.

“Charle, as you can see, we have hired an experienced Mr. Tibbert, who was born in the Van Mountain area, and brought his mercenaries to provide us with advanced tools for hunting demons.” Rocher explained.

“Devils cannot be defeated with ‘tools’,” Ciel couldn’t help saying.

“Are you serious?” Tibbert snorted coldly, “It’s not a tool, it’s a war machine, the ruler of war.”

“Don’t worry, some things are hard to recognize if you don’t see them with your own eyes,” Rocher said.

“Yes, the truth is like this, Lord Rocher.” Tibbert greeted Rocher, then turned to Charles, “Then let’s go, I will show you what real power is, after you have seen it, you will You know how superficial your understanding was before.”

Ciel’s face was a little stiff, and he wanted to know what gave them so much confidence.

Chapter 21 Mercenaries in the Mountains

Charles, led by Tibbert, came to a corner of the camp.

Several mercenaries with tousled hair and undressed clothes stood up, sparsely standing in a row.

Beside them, Ciel saw a huge machine.

This is a big crossbow, mounted on a frame similar to a carriage, with a chariot at the front that can be pulled by two horses, and a total of four wide wheels on both sides, which is quite stable.

The rear of the crossbow is equipped with a reel, which is used to pull its strong and huge bowstring, and a special long crossbow arrow is placed in the central groove. The arrowhead is palm wide and sharp at the end.

The craftsmen’s superb skills were revealed throughout the ballista, and Ciel saw many metal parts that he could not name. They were strong, sturdy, and reliable.

“This is the ‘Blood Bride’, the largest ballista ever made.” Tibbert stroked its metal frame, “We are the best dragon hunters in Fanshan, and we’ve killed a few dragons. Nothing can be beaten. It was shot unscathed, nothing. We believe in the power of technology and experience, Lord Rocher, and seeing is believing.”

“As you can see, I hired the dragon hunters from Mount Van, because I know they are good folks who use this ballista, quite famous mercenaries.” Rocher explained to Ciel, “My troops will Fight with Mr. Tibbert, with him as the core, and you should also obey his orders.”

Ciel walked around the ballista, asking in his heart as he walked.

“Can this thing hurt demons?”

“It’s not that simple, haha, mortals are so naive.” Gladiu screamed, “Your mental structure is so simple, you really want to go out and disrupt the world. Ciel, we can work together to enslave these idiots.”

Charles looked back at Tibbert: “How does it shoot up?”

Tibbert gestured slightly, a mercenary walked to the side of the ballista, quickly pulled a wooden handle back and forth, reciprocating motion, the ballista made a rhythmic creaking sound, and the shooting angle slowly increased, and then the mercenary moved this and this Pushing the handle back to its original position, the crossbow automatically sank and re-aimed straight ahead.

The mercenary then showed the charr its steering capabilities. The crossbow was not fixed to the chariot. Just push the crossbow itself, and it could turn on the chassis and shoot in all directions with ease.

“Can it shoot demons?” Ciel questioned.

Tibbert asked contemptuously, “Hunter, I’m a little tired of your questions. How many demons have you killed?”

Charles was stunned.

“……No.”

“No?” Tibbert’s eyes widened, and then he laughed, and the surrounding mercenaries also laughed, and a cheerful atmosphere permeated, which attracted other soldiers to come over to join in the fun, probe their brains, and Charles was caught between them. Among them, it was extremely embarrassing.

“I killed a river troll on the way here,” Ciel said.

“River trolls? Are river trolls demons?” Tibbert burst into laughter again, almost to the point where he could barely hold himself back, “No—you stop kidding me, we’re dealing with demons, and we need to be serious. The atmosphere! But you…you’re such a pistachio.”

Charles’ face was very ugly.

“Your ‘tools’ can’t deal with demons,” Ciel said.

“Do you think? Do you really think so?” Tibbert restrained his expression. “What do you think we are doing for a living? We only respect experienced and well-trained fighters. If you don’t have one, I’m sorry. Please step aside, don’t interfere with professional tasks, and don’t try to interfere with us, let alone belittle us.”

“Mr. Ciel won’t interfere with our plans,” Rocher said. “We need him as an advisor with a wealth of demon knowledge. Ciel, how much do you know about the demons captured in your sanctuary?”

Another embarrassing question.

“Did you know?” Ciel asked Gladius in his heart, “You know this ‘winged demon’…”

“Ah! You’re asking me for help! Aren’t we enemies!” Gladiu pointed out, “I killed your friends, but you need me and I need you. If you’re willing to turn your enemy into a friend, let go Your heart is messed up, meaningless hatred, you decided to make friends with me, I will tell you all the information and news. How? Beware, mortal, make friends with demons.”

“…Go away.” Ciel knew that he must not give in to the devil.

He believes that the devil is always greedy and cunning, and if it acts kindly, it must be plotting something bigger.

Looking at people’s earnest, suspicious, and scrutiny eyes, Ciel had to admit: “I don’t know. If I go back to Ash Tree Hall and check…”

“I don’t have time for you.” Tibbert’s hand slid in the air, as if to slap unrealistic thoughts away, “Speaking of which, are you really a demon hunter? You seem to… know nothing. .”

Ciel frowned, he could use the hunter spell if he was going to show it.

but……

“There is no need to add tension and hatred here, Ciel, my subordinates will take you to a resting place. Mr. Tibbert, we can continue to talk about the next plan.” Rocher completely ignored Ciel.

They began to chat eagerly, actively discussing what came next, and as they walked towards Rocher’s tent, Tibbert looked back at Charles with a contemptuous look.

I really don’t understand why he’s targeting me like that.

Charles thought.

Ciel waited for a while, and no one came to find him and take him to a place to rest, which made him feel like a fool, because the others kept whispering, talking about Ciel, and laughing The sound made him feel more and more embarrassed.

So Ciel decided to find a sheltered place to rest and stay away from the crowd. Just after walking half a step, a hoarse voice sounded in the distance.

“Wait for a while.” A veteran soldier with a broad forehead, gray hair, and greasy, flabby skin yelled at Shire. He sat at the table and played dominoes with a few soldiers. “Wait until I finish this round.”

“Who are you?” Charles asked in confusion.

“Don’t make a fuss, I’m studying the game.” The veteran turned around, focusing on the situation on the table, “Hey, you cheated! You changed cards while I was looking up!”

“Thank you, thank you, I’m welcome.” Another soldier smiled happily, spread the cards on the table, and took the scattered silver and copper coins on the table into his arms.

“It’s so fucking disrespectful, making fun of me while I’m distracted.” The veteran stood up cursingly, and walked over to Ciel’s side, “Let’s go.”

“I’m Charles, what’s your name?”

“I’m Prox of Gloomy Castle,” the old soldier replied lazily. “I’m Lord Rocher’s personal soldier, helping him with errands.”

“Oh.” Charles followed closely behind the veteran. “If you’re not busy, I want to ask you something.”

“You use honorifics, you are a good boy.” Prox nodded approvingly, “Ask.”

[End of This Chapter]