Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 360

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 360]

Charles left his anger outside and walked along the spiral staircase to the underground central cell. In the center was a table where the jailers were eating. There were about nine cells in the surrounding area, and the candles on the table were half-light and half-dark. , the straw for keeping warm was piled up inside, giving off a stench, and the commode was full of excrement. The prisoners huddled in the corners of their cells, tortured by the air-conditioning and stench, and they probably hadn’t eaten for a long time.

“This is it.” The soldier pointed to the second cell on his left.

Regmond was sitting on the straw pile, and when he saw Ciel coming, he couldn’t help but greet Ciel. His armor and horned helmet had all been removed, and he was wearing a tattered vest. Frostbite on hands and feet, pale lips.

“You held one of the guard towers during the Battle of Arrowfall,” said the Ciel.

“Hey.” Regmond showed a frustrated smile, “I finally figured out a way to hold it.”

“You fought bravely.”

“Yeah, but a lot of people died too.”

“Many people fled or avoided the war, but also survived the war.”

“That’s their choice.”

“Are you going to change your mind?”

“meeting.”

“Good luck.” Charles turned around.

“Wait! Lord Grani! I don’t know, am I going to die?”

“Maybe will.”

“Ah…” Regmond muttered, “I tried my best.”

“Everyone who has lived to this day has tried their best.”

“Yeah yeah……”

Charles was silent.

“Have I used up all my chances?” Regmond said.

“I have no idea.”

“You should know that you are a saint and you can save me.”

“I’ll find a way.” Charles stretched his hand through the gap in the railing.

Regmond and Ciel shook hands, his hands hard and icy.

“The location of the trial is O’Mallon Village,” Charles said. “That’s your village.”

Regmond smiled wryly.

“Fine,” he said.

Hours later, Rocher and her reconstituted Guardsmen set up a makeshift court in the square of O’Mallon. She sat upright in a chair with a two-handed sword at her feet. O’Mallon’s elders sat. On one side, the nobles loyal to Rocher sat on the other side, and there were bustling villagers standing around the field, rubbing their hands to keep out the cold. They had just received food for relief, so they didn’t have to worry about their livelihood, so they had some free time. Come to see the trial of Regmond, the leader of the Rogue Knights.

Ciel’s arrival caused a commotion. People respected him 100 percent, cheered, and almost worshipped him again. Ciel waved his hand to signal them to stop, and then stood beside Rocher.

“The murderer must die,” said Charles.

“It is at the time of employment that the actual labor service may be able to pay off the sentence.” Rocher said, “A manslaughter was tried a few days ago, and he was sentenced to 200 years in prison.”

“Two hundred years? Didn’t he die before he finished taking it.”

“Your Excellency Charles, I have thought about it for a long time, and designed a method of commutation, first adding a super long sentence to the prisoner, and then through hard labor to give a certain hope of release. That is to say, for each year of effective labor, the current sentence is subtracted. For example, if the punishment is 200 years, and then levied to build a project, the first year of diligent work can reduce the punishment of 40 years, and the remaining sentence of 160 years. , you can subtract one-fifth of one hundred and sixty years, that is, thirty-two years, leaving one hundred and twenty-eight years, and so on. After twelve years of hard work, the total sentence will be reduced to thirteen years, two A 100-year prison term is equivalent to 12 to 13 years of continuous and unconditional loyal labor. If one year of misbehavior, the cumulative commutation will be canceled, and the re-offending will be executed. In this way, felons are bound to join labor and build water conservancy facilities. , roads and other infrastructure, to benefit people’s livelihood, is better than wasting our army’s food in prison, or dying.”

“I see.” Ciel looked at Regmond, who was brought to the temporary court. “Does he have a chance to survive?”

“Although he is extremely sinful, he has joined the cause of Lord Shire and has the opportunity to repent. It is not easy for me to make a decision alone, and I need to consult the villagers.” Rocher said.

“Ah!”

“It’s that guy!”

“Appeared!” People pointed, watching the original lord of O’Mallon Village, Regmond, with his hands tied behind his back, calmly walked into the center of the square.

Regmond sighed deeply.

“Regmond of O’Mallon,” said Rocher, “you are charged with homicide, intentional injury, rape, robbery, theft, smuggling of goods, counterfeiting of currency, endangering the territory of Upper Loman, violent violation of property, abetting and coercion. Engaging in wrongdoing, organizing and building rebel groups, committed unforgivable crimes against the people of Upper Loman, and severely disrupted the order and stability of Upper Loman. Do you want to defend yourself against the current charges, or ask others to assist in your defense? ?”

Regmond looked around. The entire village was once destroyed by Regmond himself, and then rebuilt from the ruins. Most of the people who moved in later did not know Regmond, but only heard of him and the rogue. The name of the knights, now only pointing at him.

“I want to live,” said Regmond, “I want to live to atone for my sins, to make amends for what I’ve done, and I follow a true hero in the defense of Arrowfall for the first time, not for My own violence and selfish desires, but to fight for the great cause and morality. After that day, I felt that the things I did in the past were ridiculous and meaningless. I had to do something meaningful before I died. Before that, I want to live, I want to…live! I ask you to give me one more chance, I will spend the rest of my life making up for my past mistakes, give me this chance, let me live…I ask you! Please!”

Quietly.

People held their breaths, watching Regmond shiver in the cold winter wind, watching his sad and earnest eyes.

The elders of several villages exchanged glances.

“God keeps us loving,” said an old man.

“He once did bad things, but he repented.”

“I wasn’t in the village that night, and when I came back, I saw many people dead. It was painful, but I thought, he should live to save his fault. He is strong and he can protect us in the future.”

“He has done good things with Ciel, which shows that he has hope of redemption.”

“Yeah yeah.”

“Maybe let him live, he’s not the bastard he used to be.”

Rocher listened to these opinions and prepared for sentencing.

“Let him die!” someone shouted sharply.

The sound was deafening, and then the others also shouted.

“Let him die!”

“Let him die! Let him die!”

“die!”

“die!”

So the villagers’ shouts overwhelmed the previous whispers. It was a louder and louder voice, mighty and dense, and rushed towards Regmond, his legs softened and he almost knelt down.

“People’s opinions have been made clear,” said Rocher. “In the name of Lord Loman above, I, Rocher of Gloom Castle, sentence you to death and execute it immediately.”

She raised the two-handed sword at her feet and walked towards Regmond. With every step she took, Regmond’s face became a little terrified.

“Ooh!”

“kill him!”

“I want to see blood!”

“Fantastic!” people cheered.

“Let Ciel execute me! Please! I can only accept being killed by him!” Rigmond shouted, struggling desperately.

“Justice will be done by me,” Rocher said.

“Charle!” Rigmond was kicked to the ground by the two soldiers behind, and shouted to himself, “Charle! Only you can kill me! Hurry up! Kill me! Kill me! Please!”

“I’ll do it.” Ciel started, and Rocher stepped aside.

“Thank you.” Regmond breathed a sigh of relief.

Blood stained the ground, head and neck separated.

The villagers shouted “Wow”, clapped their hands excitedly, pointed at the blood spurting from Regmond’s neck, and laughed.

“The blood really sprayed several meters high!”

“Ha ha!”

Chapter 444 Death Bell

O’Mallon’s Regmond is a scum. I can’t save the scum. I can only find a way to correct the social environment and reduce the soil that spawns the scum.

Charles sent Regmond into his family cemetery to bury him next to his father.

As the chief villain of the rogue knights, his death can be regarded as an explanation for many things. I hope that there will no longer be bandits raging, cultists looting lives, and nobles levying violently on this land.

I want to leave my children and grandchildren a world where good is rewarded and evil is rewarded.

Then it’s another criminal’s turn.

Elijah and his party patrol the border and investigate the situation around the gloomy castle. As Rocher’s family castle, the entire fortress is currently occupied by a branch of the Lord Longhorn. Those demons use evil forces to corrode the surrounding soil and transform it into a similar The climate of hell, Elijah even reported seeing magma pumping out of the cracks, the castle itself was twisted into the shape of horns, the walls turned into fangs and claws, and the main building was carved with blind and blind horned beasts.

They acted cautiously and did not dare to conflict with the large group of demons. Because the Wisdom Demon God was injured and returned to the bottom of Fort Ryan, the spell was temporarily disabled, which was very unaccustomed to them, and they hardly knew anything about the spell. Is there any way to effectively kill the devil.

“So you have no way to fight the demons.” Ciel rode on Fury and walked with Elijah and the others.

“Swords and crossbows cannot break their solid outer scales,” Elijah said.

“One of our four weapons broke,” Claire said.

She was injured by a fireball in the Battle of Arrow Rain, and there were scorch marks from her jaw to her neck, but she didn’t care, and even showed it proudly as a proof of her hard work.

“Hunters will not be short of weapons, on the contrary, there will be a few more. I want to innovate the combat system of hunters.” Ciel said.

“What?” Elijah asked curiously.

“Compared to the illusory hunter’s spell that distorts reality with words, there is a spell that is more reasonable and comes from the deconstruction of the world itself.”

“Sorcerer script.” Elijah nodded. “But how do we borrow the scriptures from the wizards? Each wizard treats the scriptures he deciphered from the trees of his ancestors as treasures.”

“Furthermore, the crap of the Dragon School has occupied Forestside Fort, unscrupulously implementing their messy policies, and every household has to pay them babies to use for all kinds of curious experiments.” Claire said.

“We’ll get it back there,” Charles said.

“Then we face pressure from two directions, the Great Swamp Wizard in the east and the Horned Demon in the west,” Elijah said.

“If we have enough strength, we can overcome no amount of challenges,” Ciel said. “Our gods have returned to this world, and now it is up to them whether they are willing to fulfill their promises and give us proper support. In addition, I Carrying the demon hunter’s oath, I don’t know what effect you will have after you sign it. Our weapons will be more and more, not less and less.”

“The oath of the Demon Hunter?” Elijah was puzzled.

“That’s a special oath, which may really bind your beliefs to the responsibility of hunting demons, and as the initiator of the oath, I may also grant you the corresponding power and favor.” Ciel said .

“Why didn’t it come sooner?” Claire asked.

“Because there are scum among us.” Ciel came to the glade.

Here, Ines and several other heinous Arrow Rain cadres had their hands tied behind their backs and tied to a tree.

“Ines…” Elijah frowned.

“It’s so embarrassing.” Claire shouted loudly, “Who tied you up?”

“I did it.” Luo Dan turned out from behind the tree. “Several of them tried to resist, so they had to tie it up tightly.”

[End of This Chapter]