Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 241

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 241]

“I don’t have a sword, can someone lend me one?” Ciel said to the people around him with a smile.

“Use mine.” A noblewoman boldly lent her rosy sheathed sword to the Shire.

“I’ve never used such a cute weapon.” Ciel pinned the scabbard to his waist, pulled out the sword, and felt its weight. It was lighter and weaker, but it was much better than a bare fist.

“I’m embarrassing you.” The noblewoman stuck out her tongue, “Speaking of which, you are so handsome.”

“Mummy,” Charles greeted her, flattered.

The young nobleman saw that Ciel was still flirting, and called out, “Are you done? Are you in the mood to fight?”

“Happy.” Ciel saluted the swordsman, “I don’t know your name yet.”

“I am Ditos of Rift Hall, and so is ‘Sword of Justice’ Ditos.” He reported himself, “I hate people like you the most in my life.”

“Please start talking.” Charles’ attitude didn’t matter.

“You don’t respect the seniors.” Ditos nodded to Earl, “Senior Earl is older than us, and he is behind the famous West Coast families. It’s just that you don’t salute him, but you are still trying to challenge.”

“Swordsmen only look at the strength, not the body.” Ciel said.

“Swordsman duel is Luoman’s greatest career, you must show your respect, but you are prudent and smart.” Ditos shook his head, “My swordsman teaches you that self-righteous people, everyone who wants to use swords Those who seek fame and gain fame will be ruthlessly defeated by me.”

“You hate people like that?” Charles said.

“You are not satisfied with the character of a swordsman, neither humility nor patience.” Ditos said, “You have no cure, attack as you please! Come and see the unparalleled sword of justice!”

“It’s wrong,” Ciel said. “It’s you who came. You can attack. If your sword touches anything other than my sword, even if I lose, even if it touches my wrist, palm, shoulder, and calf, I will be considered a loser.”

“Is this man crazy?”

“Isn’t this the way out?”

“He has strength but no brains!” people said subconsciously.

“It seems that you have only dealt with third-rate swordsmen.” Earl sneered and took another sip of wine. “Young people who don’t talk about martial arts will suffer sooner or later. Professional swordsmen like Ditos follow the swordsman masters in the Rift Hall. After practicing for many years, his skills are superb and impeccable. He is proficient in a variety of offensive and defensive skills. He is proficient in stab, parry, counterattack, and deflection, but you think he can’t touch you once? Who do you think you are? I advise Do it yourself.”

Great, it’s on fire.

Charles was eager to try.

“Come on, come on.” Ciel urged, “Come here arrogantly, use your stunt, I remind you, give 12 points of strength, otherwise you have absolutely no chance to beat me!”

“I hope your strength matches your tone,” Titos said. “Dueling is very serious for swordsmen, and I hate your attitude.”

“I’m very sorry for any offense,” Ciel said casually, but he didn’t soften Titos’ fierce expression in the slightest.

He pointed the front of the long sword with both hands, his feet were separated, and his movements were serious.

Luana stood with Grace in her arms and stood in the distance, watching the scene where they were fighting fiercely.

“Men are belligerents who just want to see blood,” she commented.

“He seems…” Grace carefully observed Ciel’s every move, “…very remarkable.”

Ciel took a deep breath, the cold air rapidly warming in his chest.

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Titos was enraged by Ciel’s arrogance, and immediately stepped over and stabbed his sword sharply.

Ciel quickly counterattacked with the light sword in his hand and intercepted it in the air. Ditos, who was experienced, put the sword in his hand against Ciel’s weapon and slid down quickly, preparing to cut his hand holding the sword.

Ciel immediately counterattacked, swung the sword with great strength, and instantly knocked Ditos’s sword out.

clang!

A clear sound made people not come back to their senses for a long time, and Ditos was also very surprised. Seeing his sword flying on the snow, it was difficult to accept such a reality.

Almost fascinated by this moment, Ciel urged: “Quick, pick it up, come again, continue.”

Titos’ face instantly became calm and silent, and he picked up his weapon.

“Yes.” He nodded, “I will use all my strength.”

Afterwards, he was ready to attack again. Ciel observed the movements of Ditos’ arms and shoulders. At the moment when Ditos moved, the last one came first, and a sword stabbed out like lightning, just slashing on the weapon he just raised. , set it aside, it is the trick of the first cut.

Immediately afterwards, Ciel launched five more stabs, each of which was before Ditos could react, leaving him unable to parry, leaving five thorns on his armor.

“what!”

“how is this possible?”

“That Ditos was beaten like this?” It was difficult for people to understand what they saw.

Ciel turned his sword: “Come again.”

Not enough, give me more fights.

Titos’ expression became even colder, he adjusted his breathing and stood firm.

“I’ll try again,” he said. “I can still fight. This time, it’s your turn to use all your strength.”

“coming.”

“The stunt of the sword of justice.”

“No one can catch it.” People realize that the real good part is coming.

Hurry up, hurry up, show me the fine arts of swordsmanship, so that I can grow.

Ciel stared at Titos’ movements.

Titos pressed his sword with his hand and rushed forward.

interesting!

So funny!

Very creative sword move!

Charles’ heart skipped a beat.

Titos takes a low stance, hides his sword with his shoulders and body, and charges so I can’t tell which direction his sword will stab from!

left?

right?

Or in the middle?

He holds the sword in his right hand, following the principle of mirroring, and is used to attacking from the left.

But he is in a hurry to “touch me”, so he will try to attack my belly with the least defense, beware of the middle lane!

wrong!

He is an experienced swordsman, he must know that I can predict his movements, so instead of thinking about attacking the center, he will stab me in the left side as usual!

Xia Er made a decisive decision, and the long sword flashed out.

clang!

The weapon was blocked in the air, and his light sword was on the left side of the body, which was good enough to withstand Titos’ fatal stab.

Titos looked startled.

With precise force, Ciel blocked Titos’s weapon.

“Wow!”

“That is!”

People screamed, fell silent, and then murmured admiration.

“Actually… blocked!”

“Perfect.”

“The first time, definitely the first time!”

It gave me a great victory and was very satisfied.

The swordsmen used their unique skills and did their best, which was really hearty.

Charles smiled.

The opponent’s strength is limited, but there are still merits.

If his stunt is not seen through by me, I will definitely take a sword.

These battle experiences will surely be used next time.

Ditos withdrew his sword, his eyes were complicated, and he walked out in despair, ignoring anyone who shouted.

Ciel turned to look at where Earl was sitting, and found that the “One-Eyed Dragon” had already lowered his hat and fled.

“Keep your heart clean,” Gladius said resentfully.

“What did you say?” Charles asked.

“A strong person is pure at heart, that is, pure, simple and powerful.”

“I have a lot of things on my mind.”

“Indeed, this is the trivial matter of mortals. And the strong must be pure and simple to the extreme. A knife is a knife, an attack is an attack, and a defense is a defense. This is called simplifying the complex. It is very short, and the sharpest knife is extremely thin. In the future, you should also be a concise and confident person, never do messy things, always be strict, and can’t mess around.” Gladiu said.

Is it false or reasonable?

Charles felt it needed to be proven.

Ciel returned the pink light sword to the noblewoman.

“Very impressive.” She raised her long skirt to Charles, bending over to reveal her breasts, “What a superb move.”

“After a lot of experience, it’s like instinct,” said Shire.

“What do you do?” she asked.

“Almost everything,” Charles turned to the others, “I am a nobleman, a knight, a mercenary, an adventurer, a soldier and a traveler, a soldier and a spy, the things I’ve done, the places I’ve been. There are many, but at this moment, in such a happy place, let’s put aside our distractions and enjoy it.”

“Ooh!”

“Great!”

People smiled, nodded, and began to frolic again. The battle just now was like a performance, which pushed the atmosphere of the scene to a new level.

Musicians and bards played hard, and Shire heard the melodious sound of the accordion, accompanied by dense drums and elegant flutes.

“Can you sit with us?” the noblewoman asked boldly.

Ciel looked in the direction of her fingers, and saw seven or eight beautiful young women sitting around the table by the fountain, all dressed in gorgeous clothes, with flowers or jewelry on their heads. Very unusual, presumably all the noble ladies nearby.

“Next time.” Ciel resigned to her, then walked towards Luanna.

Luanna showed a frivolous smile, embraced Grace in one hand, held Ciel’s hand in the other, and led Ciel to another place under the envious gaze of the noblewoman.

They came to another round table in the garden. There were also some distinguished squires and distinguished guests sitting here. When they saw Ciel and Luanna and the others approaching, they showed their welcome attitude.

“Mr. Julian’s family has a birthday this week, so we invite us to play every day. But they’re in the back room, preparing for dinner,” said a young, innocent-looking man in a thick sheepskin coat with a closed neckline. Fastened with silver bird pin buckle.

“It’s all old West Coast tricks.” An old man turned to watch the others continue to play archery, throwing rocks, and ditching water.

“We should bring in the games of the Imperials,” another said. “Checkers, gladiatorial fights, and striptease.”

Although it was a light topic, no one answered, and the atmosphere was a little silent for a while. They were afraid of Ciel’s mysterious temperament and did not dare to talk about it.

“Don’t be like this.” Ciel stood up abruptly, “Since it’s here to play, let’s just let it go! Have fun! Come on!”

Ciel called back the dejected strongman, and fought with him in the round table competition. come out.

The people around were stunned, and the atmosphere was ten times more lively than before. They gathered around the table, shouting and cheering them on.

Ciel grabbed the palm of the strong man and pressed it to one side, and the strong man was also stubborn, gritted his teeth, held his breath, stared at his eyes, twisted his face into a ball, and forced his hand to his side. With a muffled sound, Ciel didn’t have enough strength, his hands were twisted aside, some people cheered, some people were amazed, and the rest clapped their hands and laughed.

Hercules jumped up and stomped his feet on the table to prove his prowess.

Ciel, on the other hand, has begun to find other pleasures, he climbs trees, he chases the gluttonous feral cat that slips into the party, he breaks into the frozen pond and asks him to slide with him, the ice is shattering behind them, and he must do his best To escape the bad luck of falling into the water, when they slide to the other side of the pond, everyone is exhausted and has lingering fears, and the others are screaming and looking at the ice that has completely collapsed, regretting not participating in this. Wonderful adventure.

Ciel drank, and drank a lot, people were scrambling to compete, trying to drink the mysterious man from the south, the alcohol was buzzing in Ciel’s head, and he felt powerless by the second round, But he didn’t take it seriously, and generously admitted that he couldn’t drink it, letting the three alcoholics around the table laughed at him.

He ran elsewhere, snatched someone else’s sword, cut the big cake from the dining car in half, gave it to a flattered Grace, and invited Luanna to do a magic trick, who laughed and looked menacing, from her own A crow was summoned from the black scarf, and everyone screamed as it fluttered away.

But before people had time to be afraid, they saw Ciel running to the edge of a piano. The luthier voluntarily stepped aside. Ciel picked up the bow and cut it on the piano like a tree, and the music of joy sounded naturally.

[End of This Chapter]