Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 165

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 165]

“It’s hard to imagine that Duke Gregory has made such a big decision, and Loman will split from then on, and the two kings will compete.” Garnier looked surprised.

“More than that, the ambitious people in the southern aristocracy will also take advantage of the situation. They have more money than Shang Luoman, and their military strength is stronger than ours. There is no reason not to follow the king. At that time, Luoman will split into three countries.”

“It’s all because of your letter, Ciel.” A smile appeared on Garnier’s face. “Your letter makes more and more people begin to doubt His Majesty the King and associate him with demon sorcery.”

“The dissent exists in their hearts. All the powerful princes need is an opportunity to rebel. The great nobles… Garnier, you should swear your allegiance.”

“Oh, indeed,” Garnier nodded solemnly. “On behalf of the family of Alberta, I will unequivocally honor the rule of His Majesty Gregory.

‘ He rode with a small group of personal soldiers and hurried to find Duke Gregory on the battlefield.

Well, I am also somewhat of a knight of Bizhan Manor and a master of the Hunter Templar of Ash Tree Hall, and I should also swear allegiance to the emperor, but I am used to being free and loose, so it is difficult to bow to any hierarchical power.

Loses Reeve rode across the battlefield, saw Ciel, and laughed at him: “We won!”

“Should I call you the prince now?” Charles looked at Loxis, his unchallenged face still looking smooth and beautiful.

“You have to kneel down and kiss my ring,” said Losses arrogantly. “How offended you have been to me.”

“The offenses are one after another, and there is no shortage of contradictions.” Charles shook his head, “I don’t like you.”

Losses’ expression seemed to be choked: “You traitor.”

“‘Traitors’ are not going to turn the tide of the war,” said Ciel.

Losses frowned, as if thinking seriously about the role of Ciel in the war: “We need you now, so we will tolerate your little rudeness for the time being, but after you lose your ability, don’t expect us to Generous.”

“Then I just need to stay strong.” Ciel nodded, “Who can do those things except me?”

“Yes, terrific Ciel, just keep your pride, anyway, there will always be time to be trampled. Now we have to share the fruits of victory, and from today, we will build a prosperous country, Rain Bay Hall Kingdom.” Losses couldn’t hide his joy when he spoke.

“I hope His Majesty Gregory treats his people fairly and kindly.” Ciel shrugged, “I hope he can support me in fighting the Dark Wizard Bazaar in the territory, and concentrate on dealing with the endless hundreds of sons. It would be even better to donate to the Hunter’s Sanctuary in Ashtree Hall, we need more funds at any time.”

“My father has his own plans, hello, what’s wrong with her?” Loses looked at Rocher.

Seeing Ciel frowning, Loxis turned his eyes away: “If you don’t want to answer, forget it, bastard.” Then he rode his beautiful horse away.

Charles stayed by Roche’s side. She didn’t know what she was thinking, but she kept curling up all the time.

He saw people retreating with their own horses, Duke Gregory leaving with the troops of Rain Bay Hall, and Garnier leading the troops of Ashtree Hall to retreat.

Soldiers who picked the wounded ran quickly on the battlefield, looking for those who were still alive, trying to rescue them and take away the dead bodies of the nobles.

Immediately afterwards, the sergeants who were responsible for cleaning the battlefield took the recyclable weapons and armors away with trolleys and prepared them for secondary use.

The next group of crows visited, frantically looking for corpses, densely covering them and pecking at the carrion, and then came the civilians who lived around the battlefield, they were running around the battlefield excitedly, both adults and children, Carrying a basket to find those things that other people don’t want, picking up cheap things on the body, such as rotten belts, copper earrings and straw sandals, and taking them home to sell.

Charles watched them come and go, and the hours went on, from noon to dusk, from dusk to late night, he was by Rocher’s side.

Forgetting everything around him, Ciel’s heart became clear.

For a long time, like waking up from a big dream, Rocher slowly raised her head.

“I’m hungry,” she said.

“I’ll take you to find something to eat.” Ciel helped her up. The surroundings were dark, but Ciel was full of courage.

Soon, I will be able to send the Dark Lord back to hell.

Chapter 210 Gloomy Castle

After returning from the battlefield, Ciel went to Gloom Castle as scheduled.

To say that it is not poor, it is indeed poor. The soil in this area is poor, the forests are not lush, the farmland is even more narrow, and the population is not large.

Rocher’s castle stands on a bare stone mountain, in the shape of a prism. The stone wall is connected with the rock bottom, and it is as flat as a knife and axe. It looks cold and gloomy, just as its name suggests.

There are six villages under the rule of the castle, two of which are directly under the jurisdiction of Rocher, and a village chief is appointed to manage them, and four villages are in charge of local knights. These knights are still in service and were recruited by Garnier.

Rocher followed with only a small number of personal soldiers. She was silent along the way. She was a little listless, without a helmet, and her long hair was not tied into a braid, and she casually let it go.

She is… cuter than usual.

As they rode across the dusty road, the ploughing farmer turned his head to see her, and hurriedly stopped his movements to salute, while praying endlessly. Are they afraid of her, or are they respecting her?

Charles was puzzled.

He looked to both sides, there was not even a river in the territory, and there was a lack of water for irrigation. People could only watch the sky to eat. Charles saw those seldom visited mills, cottages with broken doors, and a few lazy people squatting in front of the hunter’s hut. dog.

Quiet, just like Rocher’s feeling, as silent as frost.

Charles accompanied her into the castle, and the soldiers on the top of the city raised the iron gate three miles away and whispered about Rocher’s return.

Passing through the atrium of the castle and entering the interior, everything is quiet, and the atmosphere is even more gloomy. It seems to be for saving, and even candlesticks are rare.

Charles followed her into a living room, and she solemnly took off the sword and placed it on a statue of armor.

“It looks so good in here.” Charles sat on the wooden chair.

“Your Excellency must not lie.” Rocher frowned.

“Okay, it looks cold and nasty here, but because it’s your territory, everything is fine.” Ciel shrugged.

Rocher remained silent and still, her sitting posture more dignified than the statue next to her.

An elderly maid brought them food, a very humble lunch, a plate of bacon, which had been left for some time, dark and hard, placed on a hot melted butter to keep the food decent .

A pot full of boiled peas with no seasoning, and Shire thought it must be shriveled.

Then there’s a large circle of cheese, unsliced, streaked with blue and dark green from mold, and finally a jug of goat’s milk.

Rocher took the knife, cut the cheese and the pork in half, poured the peas into two plates, equal parts each, and poured them a cup of milk from the goat milk jug, and she sat down. Right across from Ciel, he started eating slowly.

Charle tasted this poor lunch. The pork was cold, the peas were hard, the cheese was sour, and the goat’s milk had a strong fishy smell. Charles pinched his nose and tried to eat them, while Luo Cheng’s face was indifferent, as if he had become accustomed to these foods.

“Have you been eating these all the time?” Charles couldn’t help asking.

“I don’t talk during meals.” Rocher frowned.

“Yes.” Charles could only answer.

Once you get used to the flavors of these foods, this simple meal also seems to become easy to eat.

Since he started to make money, Ciel has been eating delicious delicacies constantly. This meal reminded him of the hard times, and he was ecstatic when he had eaten a little meat.

The old maid figured out when they had finished their meal, walked in and took away all the plates, leaving them a bottle of wine.

Ciel looked at the label of the wine and knew that it must be cheap. Rocher got up and wanted to open the bottle of wine, but Ciel stood up to stop it: “Don’t.”

“how?”

“Drink what I brought.” Ciel took out the rare wine of the Chetra family from his backpack.

Rocher’s eyes stopped on the golden logo on the bottle: “Rare.”

“And it’s a specific vintage, 433.” Charles was delighted, “Let’s taste it together.”

Rocher took the wine bottle, took out the corkscrew, and cut the neck of the bottle at once, and fragrant and sweet bubbles poured out of it. She poured wine for herself and Charles, and the dark red wine slowly filled the bottom of the bottle, reaching three points. stop at one.

“Please.” Rocher picked up the glass and drank with Charles.

Ciel picked up the wine glass, smelled it, and drank it. Rocher strictly followed the etiquette, took a sip first, and then tasted it slowly to fully feel the flavor of the wine.

She regarded it as an after-dinner drink, put down the empty wine glass, and then turned to leave, Ciel hurriedly stopped her: “How does it taste?”

“Very good,” Rocher said.

“You should drink more.”

Rocher stared at the bottle of wine: “The wine is very precious.”

“That’s why you should drink it.”

“Sorry,” she said.

“It’s all open, we can’t put it back, let’s drink it.” Charles urged.

Rocher then walked back to the table and poured himself another glass of wine, which she drank slowly, glass after glass, and Charles drank a few more, fascinated by the quality of the Chetra. The smell reminded him of all kinds of good things in the world.

They drank the whole bottle like this, cup after cup. Ciel was overwhelmed with alcohol and felt dazed. He put his hand on his cheek: “How does it feel?”

“Okay,” Rocher said briefly.

“I’m glad to be here… I’m glad to see you at Gloom Castle, because we’ve said it before…” Ciel felt a little confused in his mind.

“It’s time for you to rest.”

“Rest…Yeah…” Charles fell at the desk.

Thoughts first healed in the drowsiness, then drifted away like the wind, his mind gradually became silent, Gladius sang a lullaby, and Charles fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he found himself in a spacious room, lying on a large bed.

The bed was hard and uncomfortable, with a dark red velvet quilt, and the whole room was unadorned except for a few badges with a lion’s cross to identify the owner of the room.

In Rocher’s room, when Ciel got up, even the pillows were hard to sleep, and the smell of Rocher was everywhere. She smelled of sweat, the unique smell of a female knight.

He felt dry mouth.

At this time, it seemed to be night, and Charles saw that the sky was dark outside. He had a headache because of drunkenness. Alcohol was really annoying.

Ciel couldn’t concentrate on thinking. He was lying on the bed when he heard footsteps colliding with metal outside. Rocher pushed the door in, then turned and closed the door.

“Rocher?” Charles looked at her, she looked strange.

“Your Excellency Charles.” Rocher greeted him.

“This is your room.” Charles said nervously.

Rocher looked at him: “This house is the only one in the castle that can still entertain guests, and the other houses are in bad shape or haven’t been cleaned for a long time.”

“Are there no visitors to Gloomy Castle?”

“The family is down, everything is over,” Rocher said.

“If you want to revitalize your family…it seems like a lot of trouble, you need a bigger territory…” Ciel mused.

Rocher looked at Ciel, took off his gauntlet, put it on the cabinet, then untied the buckle of his breastplate on his side, opened the front and rear iron armor, took it off and placed it on the ground, then put down the shoulder armor and wrist armor, unfastened it. Open your chain hood, then take off your iron boots, undo your greaves, and take off your sturdy leg armor, revealing your close-fitting leather jacket and tight leather trousers.

She took off her leather jacket and trousers again, revealing the linen underwear underneath, and when they were also removed, she was no longer wearing any strands.

Charles stared at her blankly.

“This one,” Rocher looked down at the scars on his shoulders, abdomen, and under his ribs, “what does a body with scars and no beauty look like to Your Excellency Charles?”

“…good-looking…very good-looking.” Ciel couldn’t help but say.

She greeted Ciel, then opened the closet, took out a blouse, and showed it to Ciel: “I sewed this myself.”

“You sewed it yourself? But you…”

“When I was young, I imagined that I would meet a partner by chance in the future, and I would have a deep love and get married together. It’s just that the situation has changed, and fate is impermanent, and there has been no chance for 19 years.”

Charles walked towards her, he had long been fascinated by it.

“After careful consideration, only Lord Ciel can see me wearing this dress.” She put on her shirt. Ciel had imagined that Rocher had taken off his armor and put on a woman’s clothes.

“We can be together.” Charles unbuttoned his clothes.

They lay together, Charles’ hand brushing over her fat-free belly, followed by her tight hips, Rocher…Rocher…Charle’s heart was beating fast.

She turned her head and looked at Ciel, Rocher’s eyes were different from any time before: “There are countless people who intend to marry me and go home, just because the gloomy castle can be used as a dowry, but the Drest family will be dusty from now on, forgotten.”

“Yes… if you marry someone else, the child will have someone else’s name.” The Drest family will be extinct.

“All nobles are unwilling to accept the marriage, and refuse to name their children in the name of the Dreister family. Only Your Excellency Charles should not care about this little right.”

“I don’t care,” Ciel said naturally. “Granee or Drest…I don’t care.”

“His Excellency Charles, I will bear a child for you. If a girl is born, I will meet you again in the cabinet until a boy is born, so that the girl will not repeat the same mistakes and endure hardships like me. And if a boy is born, he will become The heir to the Drest family, inheriting land and titles.”

[End of This Chapter]