Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 293

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 293]

He thinks about many things.

Alicia, house, manor, warehouse, children.

My child…should be four years old, but he hasn’t seen his father yet.

How did Alicia survive after my death?

Is she okay?

How much pain did you eat?

The demon invasion has broken out, will she be injured?

Is she… still alive?

These thoughts made Ciel upset, and he just wanted to rush to Alicia’s side in an instant to protect her, comfort her, and let her see for herself that she was alive and well and healthier than before.

This is my hometown, where I grew up. I am in Loman now. After many years, I have finally set foot on this land… But this land is being violated, it is suffering, and the level of demons is rampant. A hundredfold increase, this is a dark and chaotic era that has never been related in history, how many people have been killed?

He approached Bizhan Manor and stopped.

The entire manor was abandoned.

The once prosperity and happiness disappeared like a dream.

I do not know when the front door has collapsed, the ornate gate slumped to the ground, and the weeds buried the wrought iron patterns.

He looked up and saw that the wooden walls of the house were broken in many places, and none of the windows on the central house were intact. There were cracks everywhere, and it was unknown how much wind and rain had passed.

The lower parts of the building are tangled with vines and wall-climbing plants, and the upper parts are littered with fallen leaves and dust.

He passed through the fake gate, and saw that the garden was also completely broken, the fountain was blocked, the statues collapsed, the water body was rancid, the grass was dirty, and the trees were cut off by someone who didn’t know, leaving only the bare trunk.

They must have given up here long ago, and people either ran or were killed.

Alicia…

Charles stood blankly for a while.

Alicia… My Alicia, where are you?

How are you?

He pushed open the front door of the mansion, which turned and creaking.

The house exuded a long-unused odor of waste gas, the smoke rose and fell in the air, and the small spiders were startled and crawled everywhere.

He saw the empty fireplace, the sideboard was smashed, the contents were taken away, the table was overturned, the legs were all chopped off, not a single chair was left, and the gold chandelier on the ceiling was missing .

Someone came to steal something.

He walked first, then ran, and came to his and Alicia’s bedroom, which was also empty and very quiet.

Only the wooden frame and a heavy quilt were left on the big bed, and the pillows disappeared.

Seeing the furnishings in the back room, Ciel’s heart suddenly felt as empty as the whole house. He walked to the bed and stroked the edge of the bed in a daze. All he thought was Alicia, she… I will do my best It’s right to protect her, why wasn’t I by her side when she needed me the most?

Gotta find Alicia, gotta find her!

Charles felt a thorn in his heart, and the pain was terrifying.

bang-

Charles hears something being knocked over in the courtyard.

There are people!

Dare anyone here?

Furious, Ciel pushed open the window, jumped on the windowsill, stared at the yard, and saw a man hurried out of the firewood room, running out with a sack of firewood, knocking over a hoe on the way.

“Dazzling!” Ciel released the curse, the man shouted, lost his balance for a while, and fell to the ground.

Ciel went down directly from the second-floor windowsill, arrived at the other side in a moment, and quickly grabbed his collar.

“Who are you!” Charles demanded.

The man was very young, no more than sixteen or seventeen, with maroon hair, green eyes, a round face, ragged clothes, and a dirty face that looked exactly like a peasant child.

“I-I–” he stammered, “–Dubois! Seg’s Dubois!”

Charles grabbed the boy with both hands and lifted him up.

“Who asked you to steal something!”

“I thought there was no one here!” Dubois cried, tears streaming down his face, “Don’t kill me!”

“I don’t vent my anger on the child.” Charles put him back on the ground. “Do other people often come to the manor to ‘get’ things like you?”

“It’s not just me,” Dubois said quickly. “Robbers, rogue knights, gangs of bandits… have all visited here.”

With a very weak hope, Ciel said with difficulty: “…Do you know who lived here before?”

“I know!” said Dubois. “This used to belong to the Alberta family. Now it’s the Grani family’s house!”

“So where is Alicia from the Grani family?”

Please, tell me something useful, tell me where Alicia is.

“No – I don’t know – I haven’t heard the name!” Dubois responded hastily.

“…” Ciel bent down and helped him pick up the firewood, “How is Luoman now?”

“What-how-what-how?” Dubois started out of nowhere.

“What is Garnier de Alberta doing now?”

“I don’t know.” Dubois shook his head sharply.

“Isn’t he the local lord?”

“After Ashtree Hall was captured, a lot of people in the Alberta family died, and then they lost their faith.”

“Grey Tree Hall has fallen—” Ciel felt suffocated for a moment, “Demon?”

“Hi!” Dubois was a little nervous, “Don’t, don’t say that thing.”

“Where’s the hunters? Where’s the sanctuary?”

“I heard they killed each other.”

“How many people survived?”

“rare.”

Ciel took a deep breath, the times have changed, the times have become too intense, and Loman is no longer the Loman I am familiar with.

“Tell me,” Ciel said, “who is the most powerful and well-informed nearby? I’m looking for someone, I’m looking for Alicia, who used to live in Bizan Manor.”

“The powerful…the one, the…the Chervin Society, they—they must know, they’re the bosses here,” Dubois said quickly.

“Chelvin Club… It seems that the whole Loman is in a mess. An organization I’ve never heard of is actually controlling this place… The bad guys are running rampant.”

“Then you… you… who are you?” Dubois swallowed, his expression still panicking.

“Charles Grani.”

Dubois rolled his eyes.

“you–”

“Take me to the place where there are survivors, boy, I have more information to know,” said Ciel. “Whatever the mess is in this place, since I’m back from the afterlife, I won’t allow it. Continue to mess up.”

Chapter 369 SEG

Dubois’s hometown is in a small place called Seg.

Charles saw more than a dozen houses. The foundations of the walls were made of masonry, which was higher than the ground. The walls were made of wood. Signs of passing, icy.

They approached in the rain.

People didn’t dare to look around, let alone open the door. They only looked out through the window, carefully opened the wooden window a crack, and peeped through it.

Everyone became as alert as mice.

Charles thought to himself.

He turned his head and saw the opened fields, which were planted with a lot of things, but they were all barren and withered, leaving only a large area of shriveled withered plants, no moisture, very stiff, barely fixing himself in the soil It’s just that, when the wind blows, it staggers.

“Why is the wheat withered?” Charles asked. “I thought the autumn harvest was almost here.”

“That thing is interfering,” Dubois whispered. “With that thing there, nothing will grow.”

“Oh.” Demon.

Dubois took Charles to a larger house, and took him to a place with a canopy. Dubois piled firewood into an iron bucket, and then stood shaking under the shed, his hands on his shoulders , kept rubbing, barely heating.

“Where are the others?” Ciel looked at the rest of Sage Village, very quiet, and everyone hid in the house, “Can I let them talk about it?”

“I guess . . . no,” Dubois said. “Everyone is scared.”

“Yeah.” Ciel leaned back against the wall, “Let’s talk about the Chervin Society first.”

“Their eldest is a couple, Rob and Shivelyn,” Dubois said. “Shiffelyn is a Countess, Robb is her husband, the Chervin family, and that’s how the gang got its name. Doomsday. After the catastrophe, they recruited people and fled the Ash Tree Hall in advance, gathered a lot of people, and the base was in Xiaoer Village.”

Doomsday Tribulation… good name.

Ciel looked up at the sky, and in the direction far away, close to the west coast, there was a faint flicker of red evil light, and the sky was cracked.

“What does Chervin know about these people, robbers?”

“I don’t know, I always walk around them and run away. I heard that someone resisted them and was killed by them. I didn’t dare to approach.” Dubois was very nervous.

“The gang,” Ciel said. “And what about ‘that thing’? What kind of monster?”

“It lives in the Ash Tree Hall,” Dubois looked at the farmland. “As long as it’s there, we can’t grow the land, and everything we plant will die. We have no choice but to find something to satisfy our hunger, but eat it. I can’t feel full, oh, always… starving, starving, starving…”

“Then you are still here.”

“Other places are worse…” Dubois sighed, “The east is occupied by wizards, the west… There are hardly any living people, in comparison, hey…”

He looked frustrated.

“Are you hungry now?” Charles asked.

“Hungry all the time,” Dubois said. “Some people are so hungry that they go to eat dirt, and they eat one handful after another. It’s okay at first, and their stomachs get bigger. It seems that the hunger has really stopped. Then after a few days, they poop. When I suffer, I can’t pull it out, and I just swell to death. I’m so scared, I’d rather starve than eat indiscriminately.”

“It’ll make you dizzy, and it’s not good for growth.” Charles opened his backpack and gave Dubois a piece of dried mushrooms.

“—Thank you!” Dubois was startled, took the dried mushrooms respectfully, then stuffed it into his mouth and chewed, “…I haven’t eaten anything for…two days.”

Is it a hunger-related demon?

Charles pondered.

In fact, he himself began to feel hungry. He was always thinking about what to eat. It seemed that his stomach could not be full no matter what. The subconscious reminded him repeatedly of the importance of food and urged him to eat.

Hunger will torture people crazy, what the hell is this world twisted by demons.

While eating mushrooms, Dubois looked up and said, “I guess someone from the Chervin Society is coming.”

“How to say?”

“They announced some time ago that they are going to recruit troops in the village. Everyone wants to run but don’t walk very much.” Dubois lowered his head, “I want to get some wood, and then hide and live elsewhere, I don’t want to be attacked by Chervin. taken away.”

“This gang has also started exercising conscription rights.”

“Because there are many other gangs, robbers and the like, blocking the road to kill, looting. Chervin will always recruit people to kill each other with them.” Dubois said.

“After joining, at least they will give you food, which is better than simply starving.”

“Hey, there’s no way to enter the city and kill the ‘that thing’, let the crops grow again in the fields, what’s the point of beating each other’s heads? I don’t do it, and with my body, I can’t tell who will cut whom.” Dubois Say.

This kid is sober.

Charles secretly said.

“Take it easy,” Charles said. “It’s safe for now.”

“I’m very relaxed. You haven’t slapped me or kicked me until now. You’re a good person. I haven’t seen such a kind person in a long time.” Dubois said with a smile.

“The standard of being a good person has also dropped at a palpable rate.”

“Hey, many, many are bad guys.”

“Do you think it’s because of the current situation, or is everyone already bad?”

[End of This Chapter]