Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 200

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 200]

“Please accept me as a disciple!”

“Look at me! I’m Giovanni of Qinghe!”

“I want to learn magic spells!”

“Hey, fuck you—” Madden stood in the back, turned around and saw someone rushing towards the door, he immediately wanted to attack, but when he saw it was Ciel, he was relieved, “You lied to me.”

“I didn’t lie to you,” Charles said lightly.

“You said you wouldn’t run, but it disappeared for another month and a half.” He complained, “One thing after another, the third-phase recruit was beaten to the ground by that little devil Hope, and he almost went crazy alone, and was sent to do it. Rehabilitation. Only four people passed the test in the end.”

“Take another test in half a year.” Charles smiled at Madden, “Just like yourself.”

“Uncle Madden has made up the exam?” A third-phase recruit in a black cloak turned his head with excitement, “Oh my God! Uncle Madden was promoted after making up the exam!”

“Ow.” Madden shouted hurt, “Charle!”

“I didn’t pay attention.” Ciel couldn’t help laughing, “People always have a past. But this time it’s really my problem, I’m sorry, as compensation, I’ll invite you to a bar.”

“That’s like talking.”

Ciel saw Ines set up a table in the middle of the hall, and the line stretched all the way here.

She registered everyone, and the parchment file was written one after another, recording these new aspiring demon hunters.

Charr sincerely hopes that they can become excellent demon hunters in the future. At least in the Upper Loman realm, the number of demon hunters is expanding rapidly, and the scale is unprecedented.

He went back to his bedroom, he knew Alicia was there.

However, he did not expect that Celine was also there. She was sitting beside Alicia and whispered something to her. When they heard the door being pushed, they turned their heads alertly. After seeing Ciel, Alicia called out. She said, “Charle!” and Xilin bit her lip, as if she had missed an opportunity.

“I’m back.” Ciel took Alicia into his arms and kissed her affectionately, “What are you talking about?”

“It’s nothing,” Alicia muttered, “I’m going to lose my temper if you go out again.”

“I have to go out one more time, but that will be the last time. As long as I get the last big thing done, everything will be fine,” Ciel promised.

“What’s the matter?” Alicia was puzzled.

“The plan you told me a long time ago, today, finally has the chance to realize it.” Ciel sighed, “Alicia, how many things we have accomplished, there are a large group of people outside scrambling to join the church, Our philosophy is being understood by more and more people.”

“That’s because we provide them with room and board.” Alicia complained, “What great ideas do they understand, they’re just here to eat, and I’ll kick them out after the trial period.”

“Some of the most determined will survive the test, and that’s enough.” Charles took her hand and said enthusiastically, “I love you so much, I have to do something very dangerous for our future. things.”

“If you don’t mind, I’m leaving.” Xilin said lightly.

“Wait.” Charles turned to Celine, “I’m looking for your father. I have something very important to ask Mr. Caluson.”

“My father has decided to retire.” Xilin’s voice was cold, “He said he didn’t want to have any contact with the outside world.”

“I have a deep relationship with your father, and he can’t dismiss me for a reason or two,” said Charles. “Take me to meet him, now.”

Xi Lin frowned, her tone was cold: “Since you are so persistent, then I will give you this… chance.”

Chapter 255: Calling All People

Caluson lives in a place where no one can find it, under a mine on the outskirts of the country. You need a guide to find it in the depths of the forest. The entrance is also locked. After opening, there is a ladder leading to the bottom.

Ciel saw darkness, and there was absolutely nothing in it.

The humidity was thick down the well, and Ciel felt a chill, and Xilin’s boots stepped on the puddle, clattering.

“Why?” Ciel couldn’t help asking. “It’s not good for your health to live in this place.”

“To be forced to deal with those trivial matters in the world, or to be called by someone to do some big events, will seriously affect my father’s health.” Xilin held an oil lamp in her hand, illuminating the road to the mine.

The mine itself has been abandoned, and the charr can see the huge support columns, made of brass, with exquisite structure and simple appearance, like dwarven craftsmanship, maybe some lord hired dwarves to design the whole mine.

There was a metal frame with torches at intervals on the wall, and the trolley and the backpack were lying on the side of the wall, all empty and completely forgotten.

Then Sirin stopped in front of a wall, pulled the switch on the wall, and Ciel was able to see an unprecedentedly huge room.

The room was almost as good as the king’s palace, with exquisite walls and splendid decoration, the dome reinforced with bricks, the chandeliers of pure gold, the floor covered with a fine bearskin blanket, the armoured statues and the busts of ladies on the walls, hanging in the middle. There are several priceless and beautiful oil paintings, desks and cabinets are readily available, the interior light is shining brightly like daylight, and there is even a spiral staircase next to it leading to other floors up and down.

Caluson hides a villa in this mine!

“I was wrong,” said Charles. “Caluzon will live a hundred years here.”

Hearing the movement, a blond woman with no clothes on and her breasts bigger than her head stuck her head out. After discovering that it was Celine and Charles, she covered her mouth and turned back. She called Caluson’s name into the inner room.

Before long, Caluson himself came out in woolen pajamas, looking older than two years ago, with half-grey hair and wrinkled face, but the same sharp eyes that seemed to cut through the mystery.

“Lord Caluson,” Charles greeted him.

“I don’t dare to be called ‘Master’ in front of you.” Caluson sat down behind the desk in the middle of the hall. There were rows of bookcases on the back wall, which contained a large number of manuscripts.

“My knowledge will never match yours.” Charles sat down opposite Caluson.

“It doesn’t seem to have anything to do with me.” Xilin said indifferently, and then turned to leave. She was operating the switch outside, so the trap door closed by itself, and it was attached to the wall, and there was no trace from the outside.

Caluson folded his hands: “Sirin seems to have a bad feeling for you.”

“It was the same before.” Shire thought that when she and Garnier went to the Late Summer Garden, Xilin was as cold as she is now, “Her delusional disorder… um… maybe it’s a side effect.”

“Actually she’s very smart, she knows everything, and she’s very reasonable, and I don’t understand the conflict between her and you,” Caruson said.

“I won’t understand either. Well…I’m here for a very important matter.” Charles looked at Caluson seriously.

“Yes, I think so too.” Caluson said calmly, “Your Excellency Charles has done a lot of great things during this period of time. You have undoubtedly made a great contribution to the independence of the Upper Loman Kingdom. Your Majesty’s people with lofty ideals are secretly cheering your name.”

“I’m going to scale things up tenfold,” Charles said.

“You have a plan, I’m all ears.” Caluson always had a half-smile expression on his face, and he could see everything.

“I know you are a well-informed person. I came to you because you are the smartest person I know and know the most things.” Charles took a deep breath, “Please help me write a letter.”

“I’m honored.” Caluson nodded.

He took out the stationery, dipped a gold-tailed quill in the ink bottle, and got ready.

Seeing the beautiful parchment, Charles was discouraged again: “I don’t know how to express what I mean in a formal and decent manner…very convincing.”

“No, no, don’t mind,” said Caruson, smiling. “Just say so, and I’ll do my best to embellish it and make sure the recipient is deeply moved.”

“Thank you so much. So,” Charles thought about his words, “…the world is in peril, a bunch of demons, a bunch of terrifying demons hiding in hell, who are watching the world and are sure that in ten months Attack later, or until then, depending on how fast they move. Therefore, I warn you in the most sincere manner…”

“Please slow down.” Caruson laughed. “It is also a burden for me to make such a sensational thing believable.”

“Yes, yes…” Ciel knew it was difficult. “It sounds outrageous, but it’s important, everyone must be warned.”

Caluson wrote line after line in elegant handwriting, and Charles had no doubt that he was citing scriptures and piling up rhetoric.

“If I used high-level, written, extremely serious royal grammar, maybe people would be inclined to believe it,” Caruson said.

“Governing grammar?” Ciel didn’t know much about it.

“You are familiar with Countess Rocher. She usually speaks imperial grammar, which is rather awkward, and the language used by the ancient nobles.” Caluson explained kindly.

There was a ripple in Shire’s heart, Rocher…I don’t know how she is now, has the baby been born?

No, at least not until next year.

Damn, if I don’t stop the demon invasion, my child will be born in a world of unprecedented chaos.

After a few minutes, Caluson motioned for Charles to continue.

“…must be armed and ready to fight demons. Demons are extremely powerful, extremely insidious, extremely cunning, and must be taken with 100% seriousness, paying attention to all supernatural phenomena, especially their frequency, and being fully prepared, To avoid a surprise attack and heavy losses,” Shire said.

Caluson wrote three or four more lines, then asked, “Any more?”

“Also. Well…” Ciel thought for a while, “I will perform a special mission. If this mission is completed, I will forever remove the threat of demons to this world, and finally save this world, to the point where no one has ever before. Deeds done. But if I fail, all the crises I mentioned before will happen. To be sure, be sure to watch out for the coming of the devil, it will come soon.”

Caluson almost filled the letter paper: “Is there anything else to warn others?”

“Please donate money and materials to help the nearest demon hunter organization you know, or support similar industries, they will become the backbone of the fight against demons.” Ciel added.

“Yes, quite right.” Caluson dipped his quill with ink, then found an envelope. “To whom?”

“You need more envelopes.”

“Huh?” Caluson expressed confusion.

“I’m not sending it to one person, I’m sending it to the most powerful people in the world, to lords, to kings, dukes, and consuls, to religious leaders, leaders of secret societies, and heads of mercenaries We, to merchants, guilds, and famous tax collectors. It must be done.”

Caluson raised the corners of his mouth: “It really is a big move, Your Excellency Charles, it is no longer the anonymous report that spread all over the country, it is bigger, it is a message calling for the unity of all mankind, a feat, it is downright You are waging a great holy war against demons.”

As he thought, he wrote down names, starting with the most powerful people he could think of.

Ciel saw the long list, and he was sure that every name on it was shocking and would surely leave a place in the history books of the future.

“They’re all amazing people…” Charles whispered.

Titus II Charlaus, His Majesty the Emperor of the Mountain People who worships the Seven Gods.

Barryon Fufengza, protector of the peninsula elves, Valar and men, king of Caleros.

Jacob of the Tide Hall, Commander of the Lorman Expedition, Governor of the City of the High Mountains.

Alvaro Quetulius, the owner of Dragon Country, the legitimate heir of Dragon Country.

George Aulus, Commander-in-Chief of the Rim of the Sea Fleet.

Othope XII, the most honorable sun king in the Pansha Sea.

“Longhair” Bjorn, the king of the Crimson.

Burying his face in his hands for a few seconds, Caluson wrote a few more lines of his name.

Audrey Sunburial, the master of Saint Mildora, the capital of dusk, and the mother of all dark elves.

“The messengers may not be able to get back from there alive.” Caluson laughed.

“It’s hard for demons to hit the ground anyway.” Ciel shrugged.

“Maybe so, so remind them.” Caluson wrote another name. “This guy is a good man. Well, dwarves are good people.”

Bagram Winterforge, king of the Iron Fortress, rightful ruler of the dwarves of the Seven Cities of the Mountains.

Thinking about the great rulers in this world took a lot of energy, and he looked at Charles with a smile: “I haven’t finished writing it yet, but, with the names already listed, these noble princes, I’m afraid It has already occupied 70 to 80% of the political power and military resources of the whole world. These names represent not only the rulers themselves, but also a strong country, countless famous warriors, legendary heroes and great warlocks, wise men, wizards, even including Rare resources of alien races. If they are united, armed according to your warnings and prepared for defense, then the demonic crisis you mentioned will definitely be resolved.

“Even if they don’t believe these contents, once the truth arrives and the invasion begins, since they have received this letter, they will immediately understand what happened and make preparations as soon as possible. The demon will certainly not only attack Loman, the attack will Coming from every corner of the world.” Ciel nodded.

“But if the invasion happens, it means that you have failed, and it means that you have not solved the demon’s threat to this world as you said.”

“I don’t believe I’m going to fail, I’m trying to avoid failure, but this trip to the West Coast, I really can’t make a 100% guarantee. What I’m trying to do is avoid the worst possible outcome. Let everyone realize that the world is facing a painful disaster, not just us, but all people, all peoples.” Charles said solemnly.

Caluson nodded lightly: “Someday someone as humble as me will be able to participate in such a grand event.”

“No, you are the most honorable person I have ever met.” Charles greeted him.

He wrote a letter: “What is the signature? Charles, this is empty, you still have the opportunity to sign your name, Charles Grani of Loman, and wait for these letters to be copied and sent to all parts of the world. After that, you will go down in history and everyone will remember you.”

“No, forget it, Mr. Caluson, I think my personal name is almost irrelevant compared to the rise and fall of the world as a whole,” said Charles, “I want to announce to all mankind as a member of the human race. warn.”

“That’s it, prudent as always,” Caluson said softly. “If everyone knows your name, there will be more conspiracies against you. This is good, and prudence is always the best virtue.”

[End of This Chapter]