Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 240

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 240]

“I know.” Grace responded, “Women are the most powerful.”

She was wearing new black boots, and she walked very hard, leaving deep footprints in the snow.

Later, Luanna spent her time fabricating everyone’s new origins. Both Ciel and Luanna became nobles in the south, and their ancestors can be traced back to ancient families in the southern region.

“West Coasters are always afraid of southerners and barbarians,” Luana concluded. “Both of them have burned the city down, and if they say we’re from the south, they’re terrified first.”

When everything was ready, they approached Julian’s estate with their identities and new clothes.

The door was closed, and a young man who answered the door stood behind the iron fence, looking at the three of Ciel in amazement.

“Oh!” he said, “what shall I call you?”

Luanna reported her elaborate pseudonym, and then smiled kindly: “You won’t mind if we disturb you.”

“How… how dare you!” The young man almost jumped up with excitement, “Mr. Julian will be happy to entertain such a distinguished guest.” He quickly opened the door and invited Ciel and his party to enter.

After passing through the gate, the arrogance that Grace had just formed disappeared. She lowered her head, shrank her hands and feet, and her movements suddenly slowed down.

“What are you doing?” Luana scolded in a low voice, “You are humiliating me.”

Thinking of the tragic consequences of “losing Luanna’s face”, Grace turned pale, and immediately forced her composure, raised her head in pain, and maintained her disguise.

“It’s okay,” Ciel said calmly, “you’re worried that someone here will recognize you, it’s okay, we’re all by your side, you just need to keep living with your new identity, we’re the leaders, we rule this place , this place will not affect us.”

Hearing Ciel’s persuasion, Grace breathed a sigh of relief, and her movements became natural again.

In the afternoon, a group of nobles, squires, and the decent townspeople around were playing in the garden, the servants were grilling venison and wild boar on the racks, sprinkled with spices, and some people were playing and catching the ball, so they picked up the ball. waiter running around in the snow.

Luana’s sharp eyes quickly glanced at every part of the yard.

“Julian’s not here,” she said.

Others noticed the newcomers entering the tea party, whispering about their presence.

The gatekeeper came over and briefly introduced the history of Shire and his party. After knowing their identities, people became more curious.

“Oh yeah, the dignitaries of the South.”

“The mother and daughter are so beautiful, and the man looks heroic.”

“What are they here for?” the guests pointed.

Luana smiled: “We have to make them remember us, and then let Julian break down completely. He must have a very wonderful expression when he sees the dirty little girl he hired like this.”

“This afternoon, we have to show the limelight.” Ciel nodded.

It’s time to have fun.

Chapter 307 The Garden

Ciel adjusted his new black trench coat, and when he heard a frolic, he saw a few knights and some servants playing a game of throwing spears on the snow.

A blond strong man grabbed a special throwing spear and threw it violently into the distance.

“Ooh!”

“It’s great!” The onlookers and female relatives applauded.

The sport has a long history, where people race to lose quickly and accurately.

Seeing this young strength contest, Ciel couldn’t help but smile.

“The Southerners are laughing at us!”

“what!”

“It’s abominable.” They noticed Ciel’s eyes and couldn’t help but point at him.

Charles walked among them.

“Beat the sword?” Charles invited.

“what?”

“You’re crazy.”

“Look what it’s doing,” said the crowd.

“This southerner is here to smash the game,” said a man in a big-brimmed hat. He sat at a table covered with floral fabrics, lowered his head and drank a glass of wine with a cold expression, staring at Xia with one of his eyes. Er, the other eye is covered with a black blindfold.

“‘Cyclops’ Earl!” People were amazed.

“Is he going to move?”

“That’s a first-class swordsman.”

Earl’s one-eyed glanced over the Ciel indifferently: “You’re provocative but unarmed.”

“We don’t need weapons.” Ciel didn’t take the gray knife out, it was too conspicuous.

“How to fight without weapons,” Earl asked.

“There is ambiguity, I mean, you don’t need a sword, this one can be used.” Ciel picked up the throwing spear on the ground.

The moment people picked up the spear, people were quiet for a while, and then they shouted.

“Too deceiving!”

“what is this?”

“You are insulting our 500-year history of using swords, you must correct it immediately!” the people shouted.

“Look at him.”

“Come and see.” The female relatives whispered and passed the news of the fun, so more than half of the people in the party put down their entertainment items and gathered around to watch the fun.

Ciel played with the javelin in his hand. At his current level, if he had to rely on a gray knife to win, he would look down on himself.

“Master Lauer will not do it.” Hercules, who threw the javelin before, said gruffly, “I’ll teach this guy a lesson.”

“Let’s just shoot the spear and compare our strength,” Ciel suggested.

“I want to punch you to the ground with one punch.” Hercules had big arms and round waists, and he was naked, relying on his chest full of golden hairs to keep out the cold.

“Don’t say that, try it.” Charles smiled.

Hercules laughed: “I’ve been shooting guns all my life since I was a kid, what kind of onion are you?”

“You train for sports, and I train for combat,” Shire said.

Hercules heard sullen, looking around for a suitable target, and finally fixed his eyes on a rock in the garden.

“Just throw the spear at the stone and see who can pierce deeper,” said the strong man.

“You go first,” Charles said.

“Ha, you’ll be so scared that you wet your pants, you son of a bitch.” Hercules raised his spear high, thirty paces away from the stone, and then violently threw the spear at the stone.

boom!

With the sound of the cracking stone, the spear pierced three inches into the rock, and half of the spear tip pierced the stone, causing striking crack marks on the icy rock.

“Ah!”

“Wow–”

“It’s too fierce.”

“He’s half of the Frost Falls bloodline, of course he’s amazing.”

People complimented it.

“Comparing swords, maybe you can win, you have skills.” Hercules shook his head, “Comparing strength, hum, there is no one who is stronger than me in the entire West Coast!”

Well… this is still up for debate.

Charles thought to himself.

Ciel actually wanted to test the strength of the divinity of war.

Imagine, now on the battlefield, that I am a one-man army, representing the courage of all human beings.

Be watched by everyone around you, gain power, and crush your opponents.

Spear throwing is a skill used on the battlefield, and I am the embodiment of war. One man is war, a great war against demons, one man against an entire alien world. There is no larger battle than this.

Sharmer thought.

As these thoughts dissipated, Ciel found that the red divinity in his soul consciously responded. Killing, courage and determination haunted his soul and multiplied his strength.

it’s time!

Under the shroud of war divinity, Ciel hurriedly threw his spear, and the whole spear pierced into the rock at high speed.

boom!

People need to retreat to avoid flying rocks.

“Ah! That’s…”

“My God!”

“This is too!”

The spear pierced almost the entire rock, and where it hit, the rock split into three or five pieces and scattered on the ground.

The spear thrown by Hercules before was also affected by the impact and fell.

Only Ciel’s throwing spear pierced the stone firmly, leaving traces of extreme violence.

Hercules opened his mouth, and then said with difficulty: “How… how is it possible?”

Useful, Ciel judges his own war divinity, which can affect any war-related scene and give the corresponding divine power.

Ciel noticed the astonished glances from the others, a scene that they will probably never forget.

The guests and nobles gathered in the garden made a noise, guessing the identity of Ciel.

In their eyes, Ciel was a completely powerful and noble stranger.

I’m not bad as a demigod hunter, I should have this kind of power.

Charles thought to himself.

“Want to know your name!”

“Is sir new to the west coast?”

People couldn’t help but approach, and they all approached Ciel.

Ciel responded one by one according to what Luanna had made up before.

“One-Eyed Dragon” Earl looked at Ciel, his eyes a little erratic.

“You’re a swordsman, right?” Ciel looked over the crowd and called to Earl, “Come and have a try with me.”

Earl’s one eye can’t help but turn away: “I’ve been drinking, and I’m a little dizzy. I’ll talk about it when I wake up.”

“I don’t see much impact,” said Shire.

At this moment, Ciel heard a loud shout: “Rude guy!”

Ciel turned to see a stern young nobleman.

His red hair was very short, close to his forehead, his eyes were fierce, and he looked very dissatisfied. He wore a black leather armor, and a purple cloak was fastened around his waist and tied to his scabbard.

“Hello.” Charles greeted him.

“Do you think you are very powerful? Are you a swordsman? Take out your sword and let you see what it means to be a stranger.” The young noble said.

[End of This Chapter]