Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 51

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 51]

“Captain Race, you’re forty years old, how do you deserve a girl’s kiss?” Lucille fanned her chest, “Tonight is really scary, you guys don’t know what they’re doing, be alert. No sex! Garnier is hurt!”

“Garnier!” Rhys shivered. “He’s also injured? Where is he?”

People led Reis to look at Garnier, who was on a table in the corner. Charles recognized him. He was the young man who had been sitting beside Count Rene before. He should be Rene’s eldest son and Gina’s brother.

He had bite wounds on each of his thighs and abdomen. The wounds were very deep. People had handled them clumsily, but apparently there was no way to fix such a severe wound. , his face was pale, and he was obviously severely injured.

“Will he die? Will he die?” screamed a fat maid.

“The situation is very bad,” said an elderly servant. “The dog’s teeth are highly poisonous. When a person is bitten, he will feel severe pain all over his body, he will not be able to drink water, he will not be able to breathe. To die is an incurable disease.”

“Really? So poisonous!”

“terrible!”

“And it’s not a dog, it’s scarier than a dog,” said one of the guards. “I’ve never seen anything like that. Is that a demon?”

“Products of demonic influence, but don’t panic, they can be killed,” Ciel explained.

“Huh…” Garnier opened his eyes weakly.

“Lord Garnier!” Rhys called to him, “Are you all right?”

“I… am I going to die?” Garnier said weakly. “Where’s Dad?”

“Lord Rene has already set off, they are walking very fast… They should be halfway in Yuwan Hall by now. The lord wants to go to the west coast by boat with Duke Ruiwei from Yuwan Hall,” explained a personal maid.

“…Tell Dad not to be sad…” Garnier turned his head and closed his eyes.

It is with heavy hearts that the heir to Ashtree Hall died tonight.

“Is there any water?” Charles asked. “Also wine.”

“Huh?” People’s attention was drawn to Ciel.

“Go find it! Go find it!” Reis ordered, “Listen to my order, fast!”

One of the guards removed the jug from his waist.

“Who here thinks he is best at dealing with trauma?” Ciel looked at everyone.

“I’ve dealt with it a few times,” Race said.

“I’ve dealt with it dozens of times.” The old servant who spoke before said, “But we have to have medicine for the wound!”

Ciel opened his backpack and took out the witch potion, which contained purple medicinal slime.

“It can save lives,” Charles affirmed.

“No!” A guard sitting next to him stood up with a spear, “I saw him arguing with Lord Rene and Lord Garnier in the parlour that if I hadn’t grabbed his arm, he would have rushed to kill him. Get rid of them…he wants revenge! Because their hunters owe Lord Rene a lot of money!”

Everyone turned their eyes to Shire, their eyes suspicious.

“Witch’s potions are all deceitful tricks.”

“yes.”

“My aunt, who was not sick at first, died after drinking the medicine of witch Delicious.”

The situation became more and more serious. Maybe some of these people were willing to believe Ciel, but no one dared to break the silence and speak, but chose to turn their eyes away.

With a long sigh, Rhys patted Charles on the shoulder, signaling him to give up.

“I know you’re kind, but…”

“Let him use it.” Garnier opened his eyes slightly, as if he was gossamer.

“Lord Garnier?” The old servant walked over to the young noble.

“After Gina came back from his sanctuary…” Garnier panted wearily, “said he was a good man.”

The old servant solemnly took the potion from Ciel and carefully cleaned the bite wound on Garnier’s body with wine. Garnier gritted his teeth and sweated on his forehead, but remained silent.

Ciel saw Garnier’s sword on the ground, the entire weapon soaked with blood and black stains.

The purple medicinal mud in the potion is applied to the wound and gradually melts into the flesh, and the person treated by it becomes stronger and more able to withstand blows from now on.

“Take care,” said Charles. “I’m going to save your sister.”

“…We owe you a lot…” Garnier sighed, “…I will never forget this kindness…Ciel…Demon Hunter…”

“Yeah.” Charles turned to leave.

Chapter 65 Keyhole

People followed the movement to the top floor of the castle and stopped in front of a thick and heavy door made of expensive mahogany, which is quite valuable and should be old.

From behind the door came the cry of a girl, and Charles recognized that it was Gina, the daughter of Count Rene.

“Miss Gina!” Reiss couldn’t help but lead the guards forward, “Miss Gina!”

“Are you afraid?” The voice sounded, and Ciel was shocked. It was the woman who rode the dogs. She was here!

“You kidnapped Gina?” Charles stroked the door. It was different from other doors. There was a handle in the middle and a brass keyhole. It seemed to be some kind of lock with a more sophisticated structure. past style.

“Don’t worry.” The witch spoke to Ciel through the door. “Although she is in pain, very painful, but she is in my arms… Do you know how uncomfortable she is? Her family, her servants…”

“You devil…” Charles felt angry.

“I’ll give you a chance to kill me,” the witch said, her voice like a ghostly whisper, “as long as you come in.”

“The door is locked.” Charles turned the handle and couldn’t open it at all.

“Of course, because I’m waiting for you, I’m waiting for you, Templar Hunter, I’m only waiting for you. This lock is very difficult to open, if you break the lock with violence, or break the door… I will immediately Kill the girl.”

“Then how do I go in and see you?”

“You can come in with the hunter spell, right, I know the spell you used just now, you can turn into a shadow, can’t you? Please come in and face me alone… The question is, do you dare?”

Charles stared at the double door.

Yes, he can go in alone and face the threat.

Just use flowing shadows.

This door is locked and cannot be destroyed with external force, otherwise the witch will kill Gina.

Under such conditions, no one else can enter, only Ciel can use the flowing shadow to flow into it, which is the only way to enter the room.

In other words, all the crises focused on Ciel alone.

Ciel heard the faint cries inside. Gina was suffering inside. Countless people were killed and injured in the whole castle. Many people went mad because the demon power invaded their minds. Some people were seriously injured and died. Some families were completely destroyed. A tragedy happened tonight. , all because of this odious witch.

“Who’s that woman inside?” Race was confused.

“The owner of the dog pack, the manipulator or something, a witch, who caused all this disaster.” Ciel leaned against the door with his hand.

“I did it all. I’m a bad woman. So, Ciel, why don’t you come in and see me? It’s convenient for you to enter the house.” The woman kept provoking Ciel.

“…what do you want me to do?”

“I won’t kill you, I want you, I long for you, I need you very much, I only want you alone, isn’t that reason enough?” The witch’s voice tempted.

“Bitch.” Ines blurted out.

“I think you can convince this witch with your male charm.” Gladiu guessed, “Go in with a spell and show her your skills.”

“Don’t go in, there must be fraud.” Someone reminded.

“yes.”

“You’ll be killed in one fell swoop.”

“Even I can see it!” The guards said one after another.

“Hesitate? Hesitating is right, but I’m impatient, Demon Hunter. If you don’t come in, I’ll kill her, okay?” the witch said loudly.

“Wait, don’t do it.” Charles hurriedly said.

No matter what was inside, he had the confidence to deal with it.

She wants me, she hates me, because I hold her down in that situation, so she holds a grudge against me, and wants to leave me alone, so that she can get her revenge, kill me neatly, and make my head hers decorations.

She is really very vicious… But Ciel still has doubts, the witch didn’t use the power of the giant eight-eyed dog, why?

Is its movement restricted in some way?

“We have to get the lock off.” Race looked at the door. “Oh…forget it.”

“How do you say?” Xia Er’s eyes stayed on the lock.

“This is a brass door lock made by Lord Rene from a dwarf. It is very complicated.”

“…Dwarven craft?”

“Yes, it’s not the same as the locks made by our ordinary craftsmen… habitual thieves with more than ten years of experience can’t open it, and ordinary locksmiths can’t do it.”

“Come in, hunter, I’m waiting for you, waiting for you alone.” The witch said softly.

“It’s okay, I’ll just deal with her.” Ciel stared at the wooden door.

“Is there a way to get around outside? Climb in…” Ines guessed.

“It’s difficult, the walls are high, and there are no protrusions to grab.” Reiss explained, “…it was originally designed to prevent assassins from climbing the wall into the earl’s bedroom, but now it has become a problem for us.”

Charles stared at the wooden door, yes, things had reached the stage of a single-plank bridge, and he had to go forward alone and enter the room.

That woman is proficient in space techniques, so she doesn’t know what kind of traps are prepared for Ciel, and the most crucial eight-eyed giant dog has not appeared yet, maybe it is hiding somewhere and waiting to give Ciel a fatal blow. hit.

He was only a little nervous, because Ciel was not very proficient in the current understanding of flowing shadows. If he made a mistake in casting spells and was trapped in his own shadow, it would be a lifetime event.

He took a deep breath and calmed his nervous heartbeat.

“Come on.” Ines said softly.

“I will.” Charles nodded.

There is a dead end ahead, and danger ahead. Ciel listened to the sobbing from inside. This is an out-and-out conspiracy. It doesn’t need any outlines, and it doesn’t need any fraud. It’s easy to push Ciel into a corner. This woman Really very cunning and very vicious.

Well, whatever she has prepared for me, I have to deal with it.

Because I am a demon hunter.

Ciel subconsciously prepared to recite the incantation, and entered the room with a flowing shadow, and was suddenly photographed behind him.

He turned around and found that Du Wen was nervous and anxious.

He made a silent gesture to Ciel, and then took a spell-cast metal gasket from his pocket, which glowed faintly.

Du Wen stuffed the gasket into the keyhole, then took out an iron hook-like thing, stabbed it into the keyhole, and pried it up at a time. While doing this work, Du Wen’s expression suddenly relaxed again. , just like a professional craftsman sculpting or building something, and devote himself to his own skills.

His hands moved up and down regularly, as if he was delicately groping for the design inside, breaking it bit by bit, and even couldn’t help but let out a smug hum, as if mocking the structure of the lock, and with the last click When it rang, Du Wen stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation to Ciel.

“What was that sound?” the witch asked.

Xia Er’s pupils shrank, he violently turned the handle, slammed the door open, and charged forward with the knife.

“Ah?” The witch was sitting on a wide bed and realized that something was wrong. She held a sharp blade in her arms, and the knife rested on Gina’s neck in her arms. There was a big dog wandering around the four corners of the room. He pounces.

“Help—” Gina screamed.

“Cut the knife in her hand.” Seeing that the woman was plotting evil, Charles urged in his heart.

“No.” Gladiu arrogantly refused.

Damn, can’t trust demons.

[End of This Chapter]