Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 41

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 41]

“I am the owner of the Hunter’s Sanctuary, and I am revitalizing the entire Hunter’s Guild.”

“Hunter’s Sanctuary…” Oakley was a little confused, “Hunter’s Sanctuary… the temple of the Demon Hunter?”

“I guess we’re talking about the same thing.”

“The devil flew out of it a few days ago, scaring a group of people to death, and killing a lot.”

“We killed it. That’s the job of the demon hunters. We won’t let the demons run wild for a long time. But now there are only two people in the sanctuary, so we still need new people, recruits, etc.,” Ciel said.

“Ah, I know how to do it.” Oakley was eager to try, and wrote down on the parchment, “‘I will never give up on this day. ‘”

“Sounds formal.” Charles nodded. “Your handwriting is also very good.”

“I love my job,” Oakley said, “provided I don’t have daily rules about how long to do a day, how many books to copy, how many things to write. I hate being told that I can’t rest today, or that I have to work overtime today, I hate working late to rush.”

“But the copy bookshop hired you, and you have to help them with their work.”

“Of course, the premise is that the work does not damage my personality, rest time and dignity. In that case, I might as well go back to my hometown to fish and stay in a quiet place for the rest of my life. Anyway, no matter where I am, I will die in the end, it is better to die more easily. ”

Oakley continued to write.

“…’Today, we are recruiting a number of handymen to be responsible for cleaning and scrubbing, picking up garbage, buying supplies, and other trivial tasks.'”

“It looks like it.” Charles was very happy.

“…’Also recruited a number of hunter recruits, requesting…’What is the request?”

“Strong will, good character, no bad habits or previous convictions.”

“What counts as a bad hobby? Does it count as drinking alcohol? Does kicking cats count? What about beating your wife?”

“I will analyze the specific situation and write it down first.” Anyway, demon hunters have some quirks. Even if they don’t have them, they will be infected sooner or later after dealing with demons for many years.

“…’Meanwhile, recruit the rest of the White Seniors to contribute to the great cause.'” Oakley finished writing the recruitment notice, “Do you pay people to work?”

“Wages… It depends on the situation. You can’t let everyone work for free.” Ciel rubbed his hair. He had no money, he owed money, and there were a lot of things to use for money.

“My reward.” Oakley spread a hand.

“Please have a meal.” Ciel came over to the tavern and asked what special dishes were available.

“Today’s soup is fish soup, and there are five or six fresh sea trout.” The host said graciously, “I wonder if you would like to try the dragon side loin.”

“Dragon side loin?”

“A crispy piece next to the dragon’s spine.” The receptionist recommended, “drizzled with oil and carefully grilled.”

“Fuck him, he must have made do with Yalong’s loin.” Oakley was cynical.

“How much?” Charles asked.

“Very discount, 30 silver coins each.”

“Forget it.” Charles felt a little poor. “Give us an apple pie, a bowl of stew, and a fried egg.”

“Fried eggs are only served in the morning.” The waiter shrugged.

“Then don’t need it.” Charles dislikes the fact that taverns only provide certain things at certain times. Is it so difficult to supply them all day?

After discovering that the two of them were poor ghosts, the host quickly left.

Oakley licked his lips, waiting for the food to come.

“Demon Hunter.” He took the job posting he had written to Ciel, “Can you hire me?”

“You? What do you want? I don’t need a scribe.”

“What, of course it’s useful!” Oakley was a little anxious, “I heard that the Ash Tree Hall has the most books in three places, Master Rene’s study, the temple’s library, and then the library of the Hunter’s Sanctuary. ”

“Maybe this statement is true, but what are you going to do?”

“Of course I’m copying some books. There should be some very expensive manuscripts in the library. If you make copies and sell them, you can make money. And I can do things like book management.” Oakley was eager to try.

Ciel realized that this was an opportunity to make the most of the church’s collection.

but……

“Impossible, you’re too lazy. The people in the copy shop kicked you out. Maybe one day I’ll kick you out too.” Ciel shook his head.

“No, no, I must work hard.” Oakley said shyly with the cheekiness of a person his age.

“Scare him,” Gladiu said.

“…” Charles pondered for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and O’Klein shrank because he felt the danger, “I’m not a good person, if I find you fooling around, being lazy, or stealing things in the library of the church, I will You kill without trial, and if you can take the risk, I’ll agree.”

Oakley was stunned, wiped his forehead, and said nothing during the meal.

“Let me think about it,” he said finally.

Chapter 53 Finding Traces

After saying goodbye to Oakley, Ciel visited Ashtree Hall Square.

This is a place with history. In ancient times, people planted a tall sacred tree here with a history of thousands of years.

When the Frostfall barbarians invaded, the Winterfang tribe chopped down the tree, set it on fire, and in this episode burned the statue of Loman, instead erecting the nameless totem of the northerners.

After the Lomans regained the lost land, they shoveled out the traces of pagan beliefs and made people forget the history of being conquered. The Loman lords laid stone bricks on the ground and built an execution ground to maintain their rule. There were a few people there to show the crowd.

Charles leaned over to see that three people were trapped on the pillory, which was a very torturous torture device. It consisted of a large wooden post with a wooden board that could be opened and closed. It was very heavy and pressed underneath, leaving three holes in the middle for the prisoner’s head and two hands to pass through.

Since the heavy wooden board is always pressed down, the prisoner cannot pull out his hands and head, so he can only be locked firmly, and the torture instrument is at a certain height from the ground, so the prisoner must stand bent over, and the two legs are constantly bearing the burden. The pressure, and at the same time unable to move his head and hands, Xia Er felt uncomfortable just imagining that feeling, not to mention that once these people were sentenced, they would not be able to get off within two or three days.

But once they got close, and read their charges next to them, Ciel showed no sympathy for them – theft.

“Are you members of the Thieves Guild?” Ciel walked over and asked from the prisoner on the far left.

The man was about fifty years old, with gray hair, chapped lips, and tired eyes. He didn’t pay any attention to Ciel’s questions. Maybe he wanted to answer, but he was completely exhausted. He didn’t even have room to raise his head or turn his eyes. There were also chains tied between his legs, and he couldn’t move at all.

Ciel turned to the thief in the middle. The other party was an old woman with messy hair and a fat body. It was hard to imagine that someone of this size could be a thief.

She raised her head, glanced at Ciel, spat at him, Ciel turned sideways to dodge, and the guard beside him wanted to laugh.

He looked at the thief on the far right. The man was in his twenties, with a white head and sharp and thin eyes. People often say that thieves have sharp eyes, like prejudice, but it is not true. He stepped barefoot on the bottom of the torture tool. On the wood, there were several holes in the burlap trousers.

“Are you members of the Thieves Guild?” Ciel asked again.

“What the hell do you want.” The young thief cursed.

“I have a relationship with you, so I came here to ask, have you ever looted the Hunter’s Sanctuary?” Charles hates thieves, especially stealing from himself.

“Let me play with your ass and I’ll tell you.” He said with a smile, “What a sweet and tender child.”

“…” Charles felt disgusted.

“Hey, hey, little fart.” The young thief continued, and he grinned, “Are you a hunter recruit? Don’t worry, when we let go, let’s go to the sanctuary again, I will catch you on the bed and put You ride wow wow.”

“I will find your den first.” Ciel shook his head, “Uproot you from the city.”

“Hee hee… hee hee…” The young thief stared at Ciel with disgusting eyes, almost salivating, “You wait, you wait, I’ll come to you right away, I like your waist and butt. Hee hee… …”

“Can’t we hang them?” Charles asked the guard next to him.

“It is irrational to ignore the law because of anger.” The guard explained, “According to Lord Rene’s order, steal more than 10 gold coins but less than 100 gold coins, confiscate the stolen goods, and show them to the public for 7 days.”

It’s only been seven days, and after seven days, these scumbags are going to go back to the society to steal things everywhere, and Ciel is indignant just thinking about it.

The young thief kept staring at Ciel and smiling, and the more he looked at it, the more disgusted he became.

He found the bulletin board in the square, which was covered with requests and tasks. Loman has many adventurers. They run around for the entrusted rewards, exploring ancient threats, destroying monsters, looking for treasures, and solving problems from street chores to hunting. All dragon challenges.

Charles posted the church’s recruitment notice in a prominent place, and the guard next to it hammered it on with nails.

“The Hunter’s Sanctuary is hiring.” The guard read what Shire had posted. “My God, can you hire someone there?”

“What’s wrong, fight against demons and protect everyone.” Ciel disagreed.

“If it weren’t for the traditions of the ages, I would have arrested you long ago. The law does not allow people to walk around the city with weapons and contraband.” The guard pointed to Ciel.

“We’re doing the right thing,” Ciel insisted.

“The right thing… It means letting the winged demon kill dozens of people, it means raising demons in the sanctuary, it means abusing spells to affect the environment, it means flouting one or two laws in order to complete the action of hunting demons, it means often having sex with men and women The sorcerer has close contacts, and refers to the fact that he feels superior to others because he masters spells…” The guard said helplessly, “If these are all correct, I don’t know what is wrong.”

Ciel was a little ashamed: “I will change the situation, I know the church needs to be reorganized.”

“Impossible, as long as you’re still playing against those weirdos one day, it’s impossible for you to follow the rules. Are you a recruit of Master Frederick?”

“Master Frederick is dead, we are in the most difficult stage, and many things are starting from scratch.” Ciel sighed.

“Well, if someone walks by and is interested in your chapel, I’ll let him go to you… After all, you can really come in handy sometimes, the recent murders are complicated, and people say there are Witch haunts the city.”

“I’m on my way to investigate.” Ciel nodded, “How much do you know about witches?”

“She seems to be driving a group of dogs. What the witness said, I don’t know anything else.” The guard shook his head.

dog?

Charles pondered.

He left the square and asked Gladius.

“Have you found anything in town? That demonic beast?”

“Ah, hunting demons, I can’t wait to absorb fresh tough souls, I want to eat… so much… the best thing in the mortal world is to eat a thousand souls in the morning and a thousand souls at noon , a thousand more at night.” Gladius sounded contented, “but I haven’t found anything yet.”

“If you can’t find it, you can’t eat anything.”

Xia Er came to Huadi Street, a secluded street. It seems that because of the wounding incident yesterday, people are reluctant to come here and prefer to take a detour. There used to be several handicraft workshops selling wool and fabrics along the street. The doors were all shut, and the windows high up in the houses on either side were shut.

There was a puddle of blood on the ground that no one had cleaned up. It dried up on the ground like that, and it was very eye-catching. It covered up with the snow. It must have snowed after the demon killed people.

He walked over to the blood and squatted down, smelling the air.

“What are you doing?” Gladius wondered.

“Smell the smell.” Ciel said in his heart, “Why are you so surprised?”

“You can’t smell the devil.”

“But I heard that powerful demon hunters can detect demonic aura, so I think it should exist.” Ciel was puzzled.

“Of course not, the devil is tasteless, you’re wasting your time,” Gladiu sneered.

“Then what did you find?”

“Very strong demonic aura.”

“…Didn’t you say that demons have no taste?”

“What, you guy, I’m not the same as you guys. My perception angle is relatively clear. Next, you can go wherever I say. Go forward.” Gladiu instructed.

Ciel followed Gladius’s directions around, crossed the corner of the street, and turned into a dark alley, where he saw a dog wandering, large and fierce, with mostly light fur. Yellow, but covered with black hair from neck to nose, amber eyes, mouth full of sharp teeth, barking harshly at the sight of Ciel, and the sound is fierce, making people panic when they hear it, afraid of fear The big dog jumped up and bit him.

He is a farmer and knows how to deal with dogs, so he immediately crouched down and pretended to pick up a stone and throw it away. According to Charles’ experience, once he made this move, all the dogs would flee immediately. This is inherited in the blood. fear in.

Unexpectedly, the dog didn’t panic at all, still sticking to the ground with four paws, slightly bent hind legs, barking constantly, ready to pounce on and bite at any time.

“Kill it and let me try it.” Gladiu was eager to try.

“If you yell again, I’ll cut you.” Ciel felt reasonable and drew out his gray knife.

The dog seemed to understand human nature. When he saw Ciel’s knife, his momentum immediately wilted, he turned around and fled a few steps, and then turned back to stare at Ciel, his eyes staring with hunger, as if he was ready to eat people at any time.

[End of This Chapter]