Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 276

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 276]

“We’ve been wounded countless times in our lives,” said Heiggson. “Oh bae! Look at you! You’ve been badly wounded too.”

He pointed to Charles’s bitten shoulder.

“The devil’s mouth is very fierce, but my physique is also good.” Ciel no longer feels the pain or itching of the wound. This body has been tempered by the divine, and it is indeed very resistant, just like the Palace of Beauty itself, “I guess I myself It can also heal itself.”

“Small injuries will worsen immediately if you don’t take them seriously.” Hejgagsen helped Ciel apply the wound medicine, “The underground journey is very difficult and dangerous, and you can’t let monsters take advantage of your exhaustion and pain.”

“Don’t worry,” Charles said lightly.

The enchanted dwarf was very annoyed when he saw this scene.

“What are you doing? Humans and dwarves have a friendship?” it yelled, “Let me go! Or the lord will come back and take your scum!”

“Don’t be noisy,” Ciel said. “Are you referring to the flying demon? If it can fly, send it back to hell to meet its accomplices.”

“You don’t understand! It holds a weapon of my own making! It will slash you to pieces with its dying breath! I am the best master craftsman here!” shouted the possessed dwarf.

“And he is an expert against disaster walkers. I’m afraid your superiors will need to work harder to win.” Hejagsen said.

“…” The possessed dwarf was silent.

Ciel looked around to see if there was a weapon that he could handle. There seemed to be a pretty good arsenal near the workshop.

“Help me.” The enchanted dwarf said suddenly, “Please.”

“What help you?” Charles was puzzled.

“Help me free,” he said.

The charr picked up the enchanted dwarf’s blacksmith’s hammer.

“I move quickly,” said Charles. “I’ll be free in one go.”

“Don’t! That’s not what I meant! I want to die,” said the enchanted dwarf quickly.

“what’s that”

“Please help me out of this torment of terror and let me go back to what I was,” said the possessed dwarf.

“What’s your name?”

“Dan Matt Bearbeard,” said the possessed dwarf.

“Good job, brother.” Hejgagson patted him on the shoulder, “I am determined to change back.”

“…” Dahn just bowed his head.

Charles groaned.

How to restore an already possessed dwarf to normal?

The soul carries our memories, emotions and consciousness, and if the soul is corrupted by demons, the appearance will show corresponding characteristics.

If you want to improve erosion, from the previous cases, first of all, people must gradually forget, and “turn” the demons in memory into other things, so that the cognition of demons will decrease and gradually return to normal.

In other words, demons distort people’s consciousness, but Ciel can make this distorted consciousness more confusing and lessen its effects.

Charles decided to name this healing method “Consciousness Therapy”.

The church has also successfully treated some poor people who were driven mad by demons before, and some people gradually forget their painful memories during long-term treatment and eventually recover. This is natural forgetting.

There is obviously no time for the dwarves to slowly forget the painful memories, and it is time to try the psychic therapy.

First, let the dwarves blunt their brains, so that it is easier to change their consciousness.

“I have a way, if you are honest, you can change back to the way you were,” said Ciel.

Dahn showed pleading eyes, and his beard twitched.

“I beg of you,” it said. “I can’t stand it. The demons forced me to cooperate with them and made me what I am. But I want to be the same as before, to return to my brethren.”

“The devil asked you to forge weapons for them?”

“Yes.” Dahn nodded, and he pulled out the emblem on the inside of his collar, “I’m serious, I’m the master craftsman of Flowfire Castle.”

“But you don’t know Hejageson.” Ciel doubted.

“A lot of dwarves have been stationed in different places for a long time,” Hejgagson said. “It’s nothing.”

“There should have been many other craftsmen in Flowing Fire Castle.” Ciel still remembered the previous information, “They…”

“…Died.” Dahn sighed, “Everyone fought heroically.”

Dahn’s entire body was showing an unhealthy gray color, and Charles couldn’t help frowning at the unusual change in him.

“If you help me, what can I get?”

“My skills are very exquisite. As long as I create a genuine artifact, I can be among the most famous dwarf masters. You will never lose out if you do me a favor.” Dahn said.

“And I just need an artifact, come with us, I probably know how to get you back to normal.” Ciel escorted Dahn and headed to the upper level of Flowfire Castle with Hejgagsen.

Through the iron stairs and the original rock corridor, they returned to the dwarf lounge where they had been drinking.

Shaerti brought over two large pots of mushroom spirits.

“So much!” Rao is Haijagesen, and seeing so many spirits, his eyes can’t help but straighten.

“Quandang is a severe medicine,” said Ciel. “Drinking can numb your thinking, change your mind, and strengthen your psychological effects. Drink it!”

Ciel opened the cork of the spirits bottle, and the brewed mushrooms gave off a strong aroma. Almost the entire lounge was filled with the aroma of wine, and just smelling it made him feel a little dizzy.

Hejagesen has decided to stop drinking, his expression changed, he walked out like a flood and beasts, and closed the door.

“Gu… I like to drink.” Dahn looked at Ciel pouring himself a drink, “Can drinking cure me? That’s too cheap.”

“It’s more of a dose.” Charles poured Dahn, “and you won’t necessarily feel better.”

Dahn drank bowl after bowl, and his face changed visible to the naked eye, from the previous rotten gray to an even more ugly maroon.

The dwarf had a considerable amount of alcohol, a whole bottle of spirits quickly bottomed out, and the other bottle was also quickly consumed, and the level of the wine dropped rapidly in the bottle.

Charles looked at each other, his eyes were straight, and he looked completely drunk.

“Are you okay?” Ciel inquired about the other’s mental level.

“Hiccup—” Dahn muttered, “enough.”

“Not enough.” Charles brought it two more bottles of spirits, “Tell me who you are.”

“…Who am I…” It was confused.

“Drinking these will help restore your health,” says Shire.

“How do you know I like it?” Dahn’s hands were shaking, and he smelt of alcohol as he spoke.

“You’re Dan Matt Bearbeard,” said Shire.

“I don’t know.” It wobbled, “Who am I?”

“Before you were attacked and defeated by the spirits underground. The dark elves broke into the fortress, captured you, and forced you to make weapons for them,” Ciel said.

Implanting false memories is part of Dissimilarity Therapy and always works well.

“Yes…is that so?” Dahn was confused

“Two dark elves, they bossed around, killed your companions, and kept you here for a long time.”

“But, no, it’s the Disaster Walker…” Dahn said, “It’s not the Dark Elf, it’s the Disaster Walker.”

“Compared to the dreaded dark elves, Scourgerunners are nothing,” said Ciel. “You can beat dozens of Scourgerunners by yourself. They’re very weak.”

“Weak?” Dahn wasn’t sure.

“Extremely weak and easily shattered, they are the most cowardly and cowardly animals in the world. They are nocturnal and only dare to crawl around. They are still small.” Ciel said, distorting the other’s impression of demons.

“No—no!” Dahn roared. “They slaughtered all the dwarves!”

“But you’re still alive.”

“Because I surrendered to them! Because I watched the other companions…they refused, and they died! I can only promise…to build them the best gear…to make the Scourgewalker invincible…I became Their slave! How can I live with the face? How do you tell me to live?” shouted Dahn.

“You need to drink more.” Ciel stared at Dahn’s transformed appearance, the memories still haunting him, “”

“Enough is enough.” Dahn was dazed, showing a confused expression, “…I feel very scared and very ashamed.”

“Think of it as a dream, and forget it when you wake up,” said Ciel. “There’s never been a scourge, it’s all rumors and legends. They never existed, and you never saw them! Trust me! It’s just A dream!”

“Dream……”

“Dreams should be forgotten,” Ciel emphasized.

Under the urging of Ciel, Dahn drank another half bottle of spirits. The alcohol quickly played a role in its body, and its consciousness was dragged into infinite chaos.

When it wakes up from the hangover, the demonic erosion it suffered will become a mess along with normal memory, and maybe it will recover.

Is it possible to save the soul eroded by demons through this strategy?

If I save him now, it means that this method is very effective. When I return to Luoman, I should be able to use a similar method to rescue ordinary people who have been mentally impacted by the demon invasion!

Take effect now.

Xiaer meditated, while carefully observing the mutated demonic features on Dahn’s body.

Charles waited with bated breath.

Chapter 348 Naming

After half an hour.

The black scales on Dahn’s body gradually dissipated, shrinking into the body, and the skin gradually returned to flesh-colored.

He crouched down on the table, his memories of demons falsified by alcohol and charr narratives, and the demonic erosion continued to subside.

Hejgagsen pushed the door open and probed in.

“Will he recover?” he asked.

“Come on.” Ciel stared at Dahn. “When he wakes up, his mind will be as clear as other dwarves.”

After another half hour, Dahn finally woke up from the slightly drunk state.

He covered his head hard, showing an expression of pain, his facial features seemed to be lumped together, and his gray beard was standing like weeds.

“What happened…” Dahn gasped. “What happened?”

“I messed up your memory, but I may have saved you in some way.” Ciel stood up and reached out to him, “I’m Ciel Grani, do you know how to forge an artifact? Do you remember What to do?”

“Of course, I’ve been in this business for a hundred years. But…where is this place? Where are the others?” Dahn looked bewildered. “I feel extremely uneasy…”

“Everything’s going to be all right, bro,” Heiggson said. “You’re much healthier. You had some kind of injury, but you’re fully recovered.”

“I don’t know. Now…it should be time for work.” Dahn got up, pushed away his chair, and walked out.

Dahn stumbled away, and Helgagson turned to the Shire.

“I heard his voice.” Hejgagson said, “He surrendered to the Disaster Walkers… He took the initiative to flatter them and should be punished.”

“It’s hard to say it’s my business,” Charles said. “Someone will punish him, but that’s not me.”

[End of This Chapter]