Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 248

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 248]

The city is calm and the enemy is unfathomable, which is really tricky.

Charles thought to himself.

He walked around the city, worthy of being the capital of Loman, with its wide streets and towering houses.

The west is connected to the endless ocean, and there is a giant lighthouse built on the breakwater, and the light can be cast several miles away.

The harbour is wide and deep, making it ideal for ships to come and go, but now it’s freezing in winter, so there isn’t a single ship, and Shire saw that the shipyard, fishing grounds, and naval dock were all shut down.

Shire passed by a large local temple. The whole building covers a vast area and is made of expensive wood, which can accommodate thousands of believers to pray at the same time.

It’s just that now the door is locked, and the purple curtains are put down behind every window, so you can’t see what’s inside at all, and the several attached towers are empty.

He looked at the steps, where only a lonely old woman sat.

Ciel didn’t want to say hello to her, but suddenly he saw her wearing a gray cloak with the coat of arms of swords and crossbows sewn on it, which was obviously the emblem of the Demon Hunter Organization.

What connection could such an old woman have with a demon hunter?

Charles couldn’t help but walk towards her.

“What about the priests?” Charles asked.

The old woman just shook her head, then folded her hands, bowed her head in prayer, and recited the articles used to sacrifice to the gods.

“Excuse me, can you tell me where the local demon hunters are located?”

She stopped chanting and looked at Ciel in confusion.

“They’ve disbanded, they’re all dead,” she said quietly.

“I came here because I wanted to see the hunter’s legacy,” said Ciel.

“There are no demons in this world,” she said. “Devil hunters shouldn’t exist either. They usually live in a poor place.”

“How can you be sure there are no demons?”

“The real devil is only in us,” said the old woman. “Just when we get out of disguise and reveal our true nature, the devil comes out, so there is no devil, or everyone is a devil. If the devil hunter wants to destroy the devil, destroy everyone.”

“Not necessarily,” Ciel said. “Demon hunters can persuade people to be kind.”

“They only know how to fight, and they don’t know how to do good deeds, so they are broken and bloodied, generation after generation. They didn’t die at the hands of the devil, but they were burned to death, beheaded, betrayed, and even died in bed.” said the old woman.

“You seem to know a lot.”

“The gods made me live longer, made me healthy, and made me remember those things.” The old woman whispered like a dream.

Her eyes were cloudy, but her mind was clear.

“The demon hunters on the west coast must have done a lot of amazing things, like Master Pendra…”

“I know him,” said the old woman. “He’s a poor man.”

“how do I say this?”

“He has three sons, and he is worried that they will also contract psychosis or be killed by demons, so he doesn’t let them be demon hunters, and tells them to learn serious things to do.”

“That’s fine.”

“But they all died before Pendra, one was murdered by a love rival, one died of alcoholism, and the other drowned in the sea, oh . , but died more tragically than the most common people. Since then, the Pendra of the West Coast has become more silent, more remorseful, more desperate, and the reputation of the demon hunter has become more and more terrible.” The old woman said softly. .

“I’m sorry to hear that.”

“You must be a demon hunter too.” The old woman stared at Ciel.

“Maybe, maybe not, there’s no need to go into it.” Ciel replied tactfully.

“God has taught me many things,” the old woman’s voice was so soft that Ciel needed to concentrate to hear, “God told me to have hope and wait for a God-appointed hero to save us. I hope you are that hero. ”

“I’ll try,” Charles said.

The old woman was tired of talking so much.

She looked out at the street outside the temple.

People are in a hurry, the road is observant, and there is little conversation.

After a few minutes, she seemed to regain her strength and began to speak again, and Charles sat down beside her.

“I’m the most traditional West Coast kind of guy,” the old woman said. “My dad was in town hall doing the taxes and doing the books. My mom was a weaver. And I was the most respected and recognized for what I did. Occupation – teacher. I taught at the University of Claude I, was hired at twenty to teach them law, and thirty years have passed since then, and I have spent more time at the university than at home .”

“So that’s the case.” Ciel said in awe.

“…for a long time I have been thinking about how His Majesty Eduardo succeeded to the throne,” said the old woman, “which is not in accordance with any tradition in history, nor in accordance with the law, whether the Council of Nobles or Frederick II The world has no right to appoint a minor noble with no historical background to be the king of Loman.”

“It’s the ‘wrong inheritance.'” Shire recalled how people named it.

“So I wrote a letter, found a lot of legal evidence, criticized the matter, and reminded everyone that our king lacked legitimacy,” the old woman said, “but … things were like magic after that, and I went to college. Go and find that everyone doesn’t know me anymore.”

Charles was shocked.

“Don’t know you? What do you mean?”

“Literally,” said the old woman slowly, “no one knew me overnight, my students, colleagues, they didn’t know who I was, my name wasn’t in the file, I told them My identity, they advised me to seek treatment in a lunatic asylum. I came home and found that my husband and children had completely forgotten me, that my existence had been wiped out, and that they had nothing to say about the husband without a wife and the children without a mother No response. I went to my widowed mother and she didn’t know me either. What kind of force would make a mother forget her daughter? I know it was the king’s punishment for what I did. Since then I have Realizing that our King’s Majesty has powers that we are completely incomprehensible, and the exploration of that power will only lead to disaster.”

Is it the effect of magic?

The King of Darkness and Eduardo… No, they are not needed at all. Some envoys of the king with special abilities can do such a thing, making this old woman completely lose her past.

When telling the past, she was also completely calm.

“Since then,” the old woman continued, “I served the gods devoutly and found my destination in religion. On the other hand, I also went to Pendra, who, interestingly, was the only one who still remembered. My man, he told me about demons and taught me the principles of demons. At that time, I understood that demons are inexhaustible. However, after Pandora lost three sons, he no longer listened to my advice , continue to hunt demons numbly, seal them, and so on.”

The old woman paused for a while, breathed evenly, and regained her strength.

“Are you the heir of Pendra?” she asked. “Do you want to continue hunting demons like Pendra? To find the shadow behind this city? You will fail, not only will you fail, too. suffered a tragic death.”

“I just heard about Master Pendra’s deeds,” said Ciel.

“Besides Master Pendra, there is another excellent demon hunter who visited here.” The old woman sighed, “His name is Etienne, an ambitious man, he is even crazier than Pendra, he inherited Burn your soul with the most dangerous spell of your hunters.”

“……I know.”

“That would lead to a tenfold dreadful insanity, and there are many differences between Pendra and Etienne… oops, what an interesting two hunters. Pendra wants Etienne to give up this self-destructive eight hundred The spell, Etienne asked Pendra to join his cause and travel to the East to find an artifact that could annihilate the darkness. They had a big fight and fought each other. I saw them and they were dueling in the yard. Pendra Summoning a azure spear, Etienne burns golden fire on the sword.” The old woman sighed.

Charles was silent, thinking of what she would say next.

“We were in our prime at the time, but we were both in trouble. Pendra suffered the loss of a child, Etienne’s dementia would rapidly worsen, and I lost all relationships. In sympathy for each other, we sometimes We would talk about things together, but in the end we separated. And now, the three of us will die one by one,” the old woman said calmly.

“Thank you for telling me so much.” Charles greeted her solemnly, “I have a reason to go to the local church.”

“It’s useless to go, Pendra sent the silver key to open the door, and no one knows the whereabouts of the silver key.” The old woman shook her head.

Charles nodded: “…Actually I have.”

The old woman could not help scrutinizing Shire.

“Now I know who you are.” She was a little moved, “So that’s how it is…”

Chapter 316 The Capital Church

Ciel came to the West Coast Sanctuary, a clean house with the door open, and you could enter by turning sideways.

Heading towards a quiet and chaotic garden, no one took care of it, it has been abandoned for a long time, and the lid of the well is full of fallen leaves.

“These flowers are dead,” Charles looked around. “The ponds are frozen and the leaves are falling… it’s desolate.”

“It was in the clearing where you were standing that two hunters fought over differences of ideas,” said the old woman. “Many of Pendra’s friends were killed by Etienne, who used to study demons with a warlock from the south. , but it was met with backlash.”

“No wonder Etienne says never try to study demons…” Charles said, “and kill anyone who thinks so.”

“I don’t have much experience to teach you.” The old woman pointed to the second-story house in the middle. There was a square keyhole on the door. “That’s the inside.”

“Oh—” Charles stared at the room, which was terribly austere.

He also thought that the capital church would be a beautiful and spacious hall.

“Not every hunter’s sanctuary is a fortress like Ashtree Hall. Etienne said that a rich man donated to build your hall.”

“Why is he willing to pay so much?” Ciel himself didn’t know why the Hunter headquarters in the Upper Loman area was so luxurious.

The old woman sat on the garden bench and rested for a while before continuing to speak.

“Because he wants to try demon possession, he’s a rich, thrill seeker, I don’t know what his name is, Etienne hates that kind of thing. But the truth is, you generations of demon hunters have gone to that The rich family sells demons and lets them get into their hearts so they can perform depraved sorcery and make all kinds of weird spells, they also send people to join the demon hunters, I only heard of one named Federer Ke’s is the last of their family.”

“Federick is a former master,” said Ciel. “You know more than I do, and I don’t know any of that.”

“Because I’m ashamed to mention it. Frederick… He was a controversial person in the South, and he made up his mind that those demonized relatives were all killed by him, and he donated his wealth to support the cause of demon hunters, wanting to Stop the tragedy from spreading. A few years ago, he wrote to Pendra, saying that he had raised money to prepare a big plan and told me, did he succeed?”

“…successful.” Ciel said, “We hunted the Demon God of Blade’s Edge.”

“Don’t mention those cursed names to me,” said the old woman. “Well, since he made it, why haven’t I heard from him and Etienne for so long? Are they dead?”

“I’m sorry…but they all died,” Ciel whispered.

“Child, let’s go forward.” The old woman remained motionless on the bench, “I’m tired.”

Charles retrieved the West Coast Silver Key from his backpack and opened the door.

He saw the dusty room, which was not so much the Hunter’s headquarters, but a home living room. Ciel saw the dining table, dining room, and kitchen, with two bedrooms, a study, and stairs leading to the second floor.

The old woman then walked in.

“I didn’t expect this place to be so small and so quiet.” Ciel picked up the broom to clean the room, “…I don’t know your name yet.”

“My name is Ellen,” said the old woman. “Can you call me by my name? No one has called me by my name for two years. No one knows me.”

“Dear Ms. Ellen.”

A faint smile appeared on her face.

“I can cook, and I’ll go get some food,” Charles said.

“You don’t have to do these things for the dying old woman, you have more important things to do,” Ellen said.

“Don’t say that, you will live a long life.” Ciel ran out.

When he came back, he carried a basket full of frozen fish, bread, cheese, liqueur, milk, pork, chicken, butter and seasonings, and candles and firewood.

Charles went to the well in the yard to draw a bucket of water, went into the kitchen, washed the wok, fired the stove, then heated the oil, fried the meat in it, sprinkled it with basil and rosemary, and went to cook at the same time milk.

After about half an hour, he put the cooked meat and hot milk on the table, along with other food.

“Please use it,” Charles said sincerely.

Ellen prayed silently to the gods, and then began to eat quietly.

Charles ate fast, and then he put the candle in the candlestick to light it, refueled the fireplace, and the cottage was clean, warm, and bright again.

After Allen had eaten, she let out a long sigh.

“Thank you, boy,” she said. “It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten something nutritious.”

“When I get rid of the evil, I will take you to my place to spend the rest of your life.” Charles promised, “You are a witness to the past, and you are also a teacher. Knowledge will make everyone grow.”

“I have something to warn you about,” she said. “Remember to close the door, keep the curtains down, and only come here at night, and don’t come in during the day.”

“why?”

“The guards are still watching, they know this is the lair of the demon hunters, and they won’t like you.”

[End of This Chapter]