Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 319

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 319]

“I heard that you are very strong, but you can never hold back under that kind of pain, listen, I’m going to cut off two pieces of your flesh, and cut off all the dead parts on your back, you move my knife a little It will be crooked, then the wound will burst open, and the blood will spill all over the place, understand?” Brian frowned.

“I have lost the strength of my hands and feet, and I can no longer become a mentally disabled person.” Rocher said, “Although it is a lie and unreasonable, please allow me to perform the operation in a fully awake condition.”

“No! Don’t you want to live?” Brian cried. “Listen to me!”

“…Please let me live with dignity.” She turned to Ciel.

“Do as she says,” Charles said.

Brian sighed.

“Come on, come on,” he said. “You have to promise, you have to promise.”

“I swear to the gods.” Rocher lay face down on the table.

“It might be better to bite this.” Alicia looked around, found a small stick, wrapped it in a soft cloth a few times, and let Rocher bite.

Rocher nodded, his eyes as cold as ice.

“Every time someone tries to endure this kind of extreme pain, they will fail in the end. There is a limit to people’s tolerance.” Brian muttered.

He burned the knife on the fire repeatedly, then removed the bandage on Rocher’s back and pressed the knife against the skin on Rocher’s back.

“…I’m going to cut it,” Brian said.

Rocher clenched the stick.

cut-

Everyone heard the screeching of the blade piercing the skin, and the harsh sound of Rocher as he killed the stick.

Her eyes widened and her body twitched slightly, but she was still patient, trying her best to endure.

Brian cut open the flesh around the barbed arrow, actively expanded the wound, and then pulled it out. He couldn’t use too much force to avoid excessive movement and tearing the wound.

Therefore, he had to pull the arrow a little bit, and in the process, the surrounding flesh and blood was also cut off a little bit.

Barb pulled the flesh out alive, so slowly, so tortured, like torture, other people couldn’t help but turn their backs, and they could imagine the terrifying pain just by looking at it.

Rocher’s face was dripping with sweat, his pupils were beating, and his fists were clenched to death.

She tensed her muscles, trying to endure and endure.

As an elf, Valanelle still had the instinct to feel the emotions of others, and the pain Rocher suffered was so intense that he turned and fled the side hall, not wanting to stay for a moment.

“Don’t move, don’t move, my noble lady.” Brian wiped the sweat from his forehead. “You’re going to die if you fucking move, and then I’m going to die.” He felt that if Rocher didn’t live Come down, Charles will definitely chop off his head.

Charles saw Rocher’s blood vessels protruding from the skin, still beating violently.

Little by little, little by little—

“Fuck…” Brian scolded, and finally dug the last arrow out of her body, and the barb was still wrapped with the fresh flesh that was hooked out. Alicia widened her eyes and took it with her trembling hands. Arrowhead, put it on the cabinet next to it.

The arrows remained in the body, which actually had the effect of blocking blood vessels. Now they are completely removed, and the blood spurts out immediately.

Brian quickly covered the wound with a cloth.

Rocher lowered her head, not wanting anyone to see her face distorted by suffering, and her dry hair hanging down.

After stopping the bleeding, Brian had to scrape off the rotten flesh hidden inside.

“You must not move at all, you must not move at all, understand?” Brian emphasized repeatedly, then uncovered the blood-stained cloth, took out a pair of scissors, soaked it in wine, and went to cut Yellow and rotten flesh in the depths of the wound.

It was another round of pain, Rocher stared, biting the stick, she bit so hard that it bleeds from the bite.

Her teeth were about to break.

Tight, tight, a thread pulled to the limit.

Crack, Brian cuts off a large piece of dead flesh.

“Ah—” Rocher’s nerves were torn apart by the severe pain, she screamed, and the wooden stick fell to the ground, trembling all over.

“Hold her down! Stop her!” Brian’s scissors remained in the wound, and he was horrified.

“Bite!” Ciel handed over his right arm, and Rocher instinctively bit to death.

Ciel tightened the muscles of his right arm and let Roche bite tightly. Roche bit Ciel’s arm while looking up.

She saw Ciel’s calm expression, breathing violently, and she resisted the pain that exceeded the limit of physiological tolerance.

Soon she stopped shaking, and her body returned to stability, as hard as an iron plate.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces, Brian trimmed the rotten flesh, and every time he dunked the knife, Rocher’s eyeballs twitched.

“Relax, relax,” Brian said, pouring a cleaning potion he had prepared on the wound, and in the process, Charles clearly felt Rocher bite harder, but he didn’t care.

After the wound was cleaned, Brian filled the wound with a clean linen cloth to stop the bleeding again, and when the blood stopped flowing, he pulled the linen cloth out.

“Do you need a bandage?” Alicia asked.

“No,” Brian looked at the eye-catching and tragic wound after debridement, “…leave it alone, it will grow on its own, there is no need to cover the wound.”

“Then it’s over?” Alicia asked again.

“It’s over,” Brian said. “Drink the purifying potion again, and then eat more nutrients and recuperate…”

“Quickly let go!” Alicia didn’t care about it, she just urged Rocher, “Let go! It’s over!”

Rocher opened his mouth, and Charles saw the blood-stained teeth marks on his arm.

“It’s over.” Charles comforted her. “You made it through.”

Rocher pursed his lips and covered his face weakly with his hands.

“Go out, go out,” said Charles. “She should rest.”

“Huh,” Brie said with a lingering lingering fear, he grinned, “Actually, all my medical knowledge other than potions was learned from the crash course when I was working in the Seal of Hytris, and it took less than three days to learn it. Now There was no medical accident, I didn’t expect…”

“You’ve done a great job.” Charles greeted him.

Brian packed everything into a bag, left a few spare medical ingredients and a purification potion, and hurried away.

“We can’t go, I have to watch you.” Alicia was nervous, a little afraid of Ciel and Rocher messing around.

“Go and hug Verana, teach her not to hit people with sticks, go, Alicia, it’s alright,” said Ciel.

“Humph…” Alicia walked out holding her hands, and the others left one after another. The dim light in the four corners of the ceiling naturally extinguished, and the brightness in the room dimmed by several levels, leaving only the surrounding candle shadows swaying faintly.

In the end, only Charles and Rocher were left.

Charles smelled the thick, salty smell of blood.

“How do you feel?” Charles asked.

“It’s embarrassing… shame…” Rocher said, lying on the table, “Your Excellency Charles… Did I bite you?”

“I don’t hurt.” Charles didn’t want Rocher to worry.

“Your Excellency Charles…” Rocher sounded half awake.

“Don’t worry.” Charles stroked Rocher’s hair, her hair used to be so soft, but now it’s getting more and more withered, “The operation is over, the worst stage is over, what you should do is to sleep well, and the wound will heal when you wake up. It will heal, drink this now, come.”

He carefully helped Rocher up, and let Rocher drink the purification potion that would help resist toxins.

She had a high temperature, which still made Ciel a little worried.

“Ah…” Roche was dazed.

“I have to get you something to eat.” Charles turned around.

“Your Excellency Charles…” Rocher whispered, “…no…”

“Okay, okay, I’m here with you.” Charles sat beside Rocher.

“What a shame.” She sighed.

“There’s no shame in that at all,” Ciel said. “Who would look down on you? We all know you’re very brave, very strong, and it’s impossible for anyone else to be like you.”

“Ah…” Rocher groaned in pain.

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing.” Charles comforted, “I’m here.”

The moaning stopped, Roche closed his eyes, his lips moved, and he stopped talking.

“how?”

“…No…No. Now I have a serious illness, my body is in severe pain, my consciousness is hazy, I am afraid of losing my words, I have a lot of thoughts in my heart, and I can’t tell them one by one…” Roche said slowly, she pursed her lips, trying her best to think. Keep it upright.

Charles stroked the strands of her hair, knowing that she didn’t want to appear weak, not even a single bit, years ago she had vowed to cut ties with him for life.

“It’s just me now,” Charles said. “Just say whatever you want, it’s okay.”

very quiet.

“…I’m gone, my time is gone.” Roche said softly, “Why…why…”

Charles kissed her lightly, she closed her eyes, and Charles closed her eyes, and he felt her trembling, a little, a little.

How could time hurt her so deeply.

“Love lasts forever,” said Charles in a low voice, “I knew you six years ago, and I loved you for a lifetime.”

Rocher breathed wearily, then leaned against Charles, leaning his head against his neck.

“Lord Charles… allow me to rely on…” she said.

“You can stay on for as long as you want,” Charles said, stroking her shoulder lightly.

Rocher closed her eyes and breathed evenly. After the painful operation, she was already haggard and on the verge of dizziness, but now she fell asleep on Ciel’s shoulder.

“…Rocher, my Rocher…” Charles turned his head and kissed her forehead, “Sleep well, I love you, I will wait for you to wake up.”

Chapter 397 Brown Ducks

He and Rocher cuddled each other in the side room for the night.

The morning sun was rising from the sky, and Ciel heard a faint movement around him, and he could clearly distinguish what it was.

The first is the rooster’s crowing. Before, a flock of chickens was wandering in the forest and was caught and kept in the yard. The rooster’s crowing was high-pitched and sharp.

The chickens croaked, and Charles heard someone open the door under the latrine and pull out the wheeled bucket. The dung bucket was full of yesterday’s feces and urine.

The manure transporter pushed it across the yard, and the wheels clacked, ready to be sent to the newly built compost yard outside. The manure and urine could not be spilled directly into the field, which would cause the roots of the plants to rot. It must be mixed with wheat straw, grass ash and The charcoal is piled up together, and sometimes the bones that have been eaten and the hooves of animals that cannot be eaten are thrown into it, and they are slowly composted together and used for spring ploughing.

The manure hauler had to get up early, after all, he had to push the bucket back to the manor early.

Then I heard the sound of the kitchen door being opened, someone set fire to cook, the fire burned firewood, the bark exploded after igniting, the movement was quite loud, and then there was the sound of setting up the pot, and the breakfast cook put some offal in the pot Stir fry, the spatula and the pot jingle.

Many refugees have no place to live, so they live in small sheds outside the courtyard walls of the manor. Now adult men and women are standing up in groups, daring not to be alone. They plan to go to the forest where there are still resources to chop wood, and pick up some things to come back by the way.

Enrique and his followers also got up from the manor house, opened the door, seemed to know the location of today’s food through divination, and left in a hurry early in the morning.

The two groups of people met outside and started talking about whether to get together.

Not long after, Charles heard Kryushi shouting in the hall next door: “Damn, just get up now. Come and find the robber with me to settle the account. Someone reported the case yesterday.”

“Hehe.” Dai Lan let out a hoarse laugh, and followed Kliushi out the door.

Ciel heard someone walking upstairs, it was Alicia, she was wearing a pair of shoes, stepping on the wooden floor made a loud noise, Verana’s smaller footsteps sounded all over the floor, it sounded like Running around mom.

[End of This Chapter]