Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 238

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 238]

Gladius is content with the touts.

“That’s right, I’m here, so what are you worried about! Haha!” Gladiu got carried away, “Many people are dying in the city… um… let me devour fresh souls… with all my strength… …then fight the Dark Fool…”

Luanna wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, tidied up her clothes, and walked out calmly.

She leads Ciel into a bustling town on the outskirts of the west coast, ready to fulfill her revenge.

Chapter 304 Corpse Robber

“The Necropolis of Frederick I.” Luana took Charles to a cemetery.

“It’s too busy for a cemetery,” Ciel said.

He saw many houses surrounding the cemetery, hotels, brothels, cattle sheds, and gold and silver workshops, and just beyond a wall, the town was noisy and lively, formed with the thousands of silent tombstones within the wall. sharp contrast.

“And…” Charles thought for a while, “Isn’t Frederick I buried in the tombs of the kings?”

“He paid for it, so it’s named after him.” Luana looked into the depths of the cemetery. “This is a public cemetery on the outskirts of the west coast. I used to ‘work’ here.”

Following her gaze, Ciel saw the dim pine forest in the moonlight, the paths winding and forking, and paved with finely broken rocks.

He could almost imagine the scene. Six or seven years ago, Luanna was petite and nervous, with a shovel in hand, walking through the cemetery road, while walking while being vigilant for anyone else, thinking about going to the grave Dig up the body.

Luana’s eyes were a little erratic.

“At that time, there were not so many lively houses around, there were not so many lights, and it was quite desolate. If I come back now, I’m afraid I won’t do this work… There are so many people talking, it’s too dangerous.” She said.

“What about your family?” Charles asked.

“Mom is sick, and so is Dad.” Luanna grabbed her elbow. “They didn’t call a doctor, and it would be useless if they knew. They wrote a letter to ask me to go to the craftsmen in the city to learn craftsmanship and get the money. Leave it to me, tell me to hurry, tell me to do whatever it takes to survive. I went to the west coast, and I was so stupid, I gave that huge sum of money to the tinkerer, he only allowed me a few days, and then he Make excuses to drive me away. I want to go home, but my home is gone.”

“I’m very sorry.”

“The imperial man named Julian posted a leaflet outside the clinic asking if anyone would like to be his assistant,” Luana said, “I think maybe it’s better to be a doctor, and everyone won’t get sick, let alone become a doctor. He died of illness. Then he told me to go here to steal the body, and in the middle of the night, dodging the guards and the fire, secretly brought it back to the clinic for him. At that time, I was relatively thin and could only dig up the body of a child. I held a small candle, one tombstone, one tombstone. Look at the past, check their birth and death years, and calculate their age when they died…”

Luana chuckled.

“Hey,” she continued, “I still had a strange revenge mentality at that time. I only picked those graves with beautifully decorated tombstones. I knew that they were buried with rich people’s children. I hated them. Dig them out to see the moon! Then take them back to the doctor… The doctor was very happy, gave me money, and then painted on the bones of the dead, painting one after another. He often said that the imperial civilization was very advanced, and we Luo The Man are still uncivilized semi-indigenous people.”

“He’s not a good man,” said Charles.

“Give a ten-year-old a job, and I still respected him at that time.” Luana walked into the cemetery.

Charles followed.

There was a stone hut at the door, and an old tomb keeper heard the noise, pushed open the window with a stick, and stared straight at Ciel and Luanna. The old man was wearing a sackcloth with stains on it.

“For a walk,” Charles told him.

The old tomb guard’s eyes were firm and disgusting, and he did not say a word, clearly showing that he was not welcome.

“Don’t be noisy.” Luanna took out a gold coin, bounced it through the window, and hit the old gravekeeper’s clothes. He slowly bent down to pick it up, put away the wooden stick, and closed the window. There was no sound. .

Luana walked in, then looked at the tombs on both sides, and Ciel saw oval, square, and tapered tombstones, carved with knives and axes, engraved with general information about the deceased.

“If I had a gold coin at that time, why would I have to climb the dog’s hole and sneak in every day.” Luana sneered, “If I had a gold coin… my family wouldn’t die.”

“I guess it’s your first time coming back.” Ciel accompanied her to the foot of a big black tree, the roots of which were full of flowers, and some words of blessing, engraved on the wooden sign, scattered everywhere.

Legend has it that after death, a beautiful snake will be seen, she will point out the direction of the soul, and she likes flowers.

Therefore, every time people come to pay homage to the deceased, they leave flowers and blessings behind.

“It’s not your first time back, but not much. Hey, I heard you’ve been to a lot of places,” Luana said. “Is there any place where you can live decently without money.”

“Somewhere,” Ciel replied, “that place is suitable for anyone to live in, and the food, clothing, housing and transportation are for public use, but it is more like a dream than a society that can survive for a long time.”

“Oh,” Luana responded coldly. “A dream is always a dream. Forget what I just said.”

Her eyes swept to and fro, and then kicked over the flowers and wooden signs piled up by the roots of the tree, trampling them into chaos.

“There’s nothing,” she cursed, as if complaining about herself, “no one needs me, and I’ll never be happy.”

I must make her happy.

Charles thought to himself.

Otherwise, I’m not even human.

Charles suddenly heard a slight noise.

He turned to a corner of the cemetery, where there seemed to be something moving, a small animal?

No, Ciel preferred to believe it was a human.

“There are other people in the cemetery,” Ciel whispered.

Luanna also heard the movement and looked in that direction for a while.

“Maybe it was a body-stealer,” said Charles.

“Catch him.” Luana immediately set off.

There was indeed a person hiding in the shadows. As soon as they saw the reaction of Ciel and Luanna, they immediately fled out in a panic, stepping on the soil and branches all the way, and the footsteps were rustling.

Ciel followed closely. He moved quickly, and he saw the other party in a short time. He was also a half-old boy, wearing ragged clothes, carrying a rag bag, and crawling to the edge of the cemetery wall to escape. The boy knew where it was easier to go, so he crawled out of a dog hole in the bottom of a disrepaired wall.

When Ciel and Luanna chased after him, the child had already fled, and Luanna subconsciously went to drill, but she was obviously too big.

“I’m past the age of drilling holes,” Luana complained.

“But we still have the strength to climb the wall.” Ciel looked at the low wall, jumped quickly, grabbed the edge with both hands, and used his arms to climb up the top of the wall.

Afterwards, he crouched on the wall and stretched out his hand to pull Luanna up. They turned their heads and looked outside the wall, just to see the child getting into an alley.

“Chase!” Luana jumped off the wall.

Ciel also jumped down quickly. They rushed into the alley, turned left and right according to intuition and reaction, carefully listened to the other party’s escape, and finally stopped him at the exit of an alley.

“Stop!” Ciel jumped forward and grabbed the boy by the waist.

“Let go of me—” Her voice was sharp, and Charles realized it was a little girl.

Charles voluntarily let go and backed away.

She backed away equally alert, staring at them like a wolf, pulling a knife out of her pocket, ready to fight.

“What are you doing in the cemetery at night?” Luanna came slowly, she took out a black mask to cover half of her face, and said mysteriously, “Could it be that you are a thief who stole the body?”

The girl shook her head stubbornly.

“I didn’t do anything,” she insisted.

“This is the road to the Imperial Clinic,” Luana said. “You must be stealing the body from the doctor, right? He’s still hiring people to do things like that, and I know he won’t stop.”

The girl said nothing.

Ciel looked at her carefully, the girl’s face was dirty, the palms and backs of her hands were covered in mud, her clothes were too wide for her, and she was surprisingly thin, probably due to malnutrition.

“What’s your name?” Charles said.

“Grace,” she replied, paused and added, “I didn’t do anything, I didn’t steal the body.”

“We are neither guards nor gravekeepers. Where is the doctor now?” Charles asked.

“It’s nothing to do with Mr. Julian,” she said, looking very sad. “Can you let me go?”

“You see, you try to separate yourself from him, but you can’t help but blurt out his name,” said Charles.

The girl consciously lost her words, her face changed greatly: “No-no…”

“It’s okay, as he said, take us to where Julian lives now, it’s too late, he should have gone back from the clinic, it’s so sad, leaving the empty, cold clinic for you and stealing corpse.” Luana said contemptuously.

“That’s a place to live.” Grace muttered with her head lowered.

“That’s not a place to live, a place full of rotting corpses and potions is not a place to live at all.” Luana pushed Grace forward, “Go forward and lead the way, I heard that since the publication of the monograph Having made a fortune, Mr. Julian has moved to a large villa.”

Grace led Ciel and Luanna to the bright street. Her filthy and small appearance seemed incompatible with the brightly lit town streets. Ciel walked beside her and helped Grace to fend off those The drunken man with hazy consciousness, when the guard stared at Grace, Ciel also used menacing eyes to dissuade them from questioning.

As they passed the Imperial clinic, Charles turned to the side to see a beautiful large house with white stone steps and a letter bell hanging on the door, the windows were covered with white curtains, and the nameplate read “Julian Rogers” Julius” and the propaganda of “imperial medicine, medicine to cure”.

“Mr. Julian is the one who heals and saves people.” Grace bowed her head.

“Everyone is responsible for their own past,” Shire said.

They came to the edge of the town and looked at a luxurious manor with courtyard walls. The lights were bright inside, and people could faintly see through the windows.

“Mr. Julian is having a banquet.” Grace wept, “Can you let me go?”

“Don’t worry.” Luanna hugged Grace, and in her exclamations, Luanna whispered, “You were me a few years ago, and I want to help you do what I wanted most back then. things – take all his money, live in his house, drink his booze, and, become a real doctor.”

Chapter 305 The Night at the Mansion

“It’s too late now.” Charles looked at the villa.

Grace was still confused.

“What am I going to do,” she said.

“Look.” Charles pointed to the manor, “there, there are green grass, fountains, marble statues, a four-story mansion, seventy or eighty rooms, servants, cooks, washerwomen, stable boys, grapes Farmers, there are people who specialize in combing their hair and dressing, while others are in charge of preparing food or boiling water.”

“Oh…” Grace stared straight at the manor.

“You haven’t been in there,” said Charles, “but don’t doubt, I’m telling the truth. Living in a place like this, he must be living a life of luxury.”

“The question now is…” Luana chuckled, “Do you want these things. These things can be yours. As long as you say ‘Want’, you can get them.”

She walked behind Grace and put her hands on her shoulders, waiting for Grace’s reply.

“Think.” Grace was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded, “Think!”

“Tell me how determined you are.” Luana whispered in her ear, “I just want the most vicious, coldest pet.”

“I will do whatever you want me to do!” Grace trembled, but spoke in a loud voice.

“Very good.” Luana took off her gloves and stroked Grace’s face with cold hands. “We will transform you, and you will no longer be a poor child. Now tell me where your parents are.”

“They don’t want me anymore,” Grace muttered. “They sold me to a trafficker, and the trafficker sold me to Mr. Julian. I worked for him and he worked for me.”

“It doesn’t mean you have to be nice to him, you know that?” Luana followed suit.

“I know,” Grace whispered, “you want his life, I’m just a doll.”

“You’re a genius.” Luana sneered, turned her around, and kissed Grace’s forehead, “a genius doesn’t need us to bother.”

“I know what to do.” Grace snuggled into Luanna’s arms and let her stroke her hair.

There are many traits in the two of them that are exactly the same, whether it is because similar backgrounds catalyze similar personalities, or because women are so indistinguishable.

Luana knew there was a good place nearby.

She took Charles and Grace out of Julian’s villa and came to a mansion called the Golden-Winged Phoenix. There were no strong men watching at the entrance, only smiling waiters.

“We need to rest,” Luana said briefly.

“Understood.” With a high degree of professionalism, the waiter didn’t ask them anything suspicious, just opened the door and led them into the clean hall.

Charles looked around and saw the sofa, the bearskin rug, and the stove, around which several elderly nobles were sitting, talking about things in unhurried tones.

[End of This Chapter]