Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 54

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 54]

“Hey!”

“What are you doing?” People noticed Ciel’s actions and were surprised by his boldness for a while. They couldn’t help but stop the trivial words and focus on him.

Ciel walked to the shrine, stroked the black blood on the statue of the god with his hand, and twisted it in his hand, but there was no smell.

“You may not believe it, but I feel the devilish aura from it,” Gladiu said.

“Could it be that our gods have been corrupted by demons…” Ciel was disturbed by the thought.

“Weak and powerless demons corrupt people’s hearts every day, and someone like me will go straight up.” Gladiu disdain.

“So you were driven to the bottom of hell.”

“Fool, I went there because it’s spacious and cool down there.” The demon tried to quibble.

After being prompted by Gladiu, he turned to the others in the clean room.

“Everyone, although it sounds unbelievable, the demonic power has corrupted this sculpture.” Ciel explained.

“what?”

“impossible!”

“That’s a god!”

“Charle!” Garnier stood up, looking anxious, “What are you talking about! Take back the offensive words!”

“…If you leave it alone, you will attract demons.” Ciel scare them, “When the second attack comes, it will be too late.”

“what……”

Fear overwhelmed their reverence for the god, and people watched in awe at the black blood splattered on the statue.

“You’re very skilled,” Gladiu said arrogantly. “You’re manipulating other people.”

As long as the purpose is good, it’s okay to use some means, Ciel thought to himself.

Even such a sacred statue, if it sheds such dark bloodstains and exudes a demonic breath, it is not suitable to continue to be exposed to the public eye, otherwise it is unknown what impact it will cause.

“Then what shall we do?” said one of the servants in a hoarse voice.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take the statue back to our sanctuary for safekeeping, and the demons won’t dare to invade there.” Ciel explained that the sanctuary had just been looted and was just short of decorations.

“call.”

“That’s good.” Everyone felt relieved.

Garnier looked a little uneasy.

“Really? If we move the statue, the gods won’t chastise us, will they?” he said.

“You can ask a craftsman to order a more luxurious and larger statue, so the gods will only be pleased. If such an ugly statue is left in the world, the gods will not be satisfied.” Ciel explained.

“Yes.” Garnier nodded, feeling happy, “May God forgive us for the temporary relocation.”

Gina stared at Ciel, and when Ciel turned her attention to her, she turned her gaze away again, and started chatting casually with the noble lady beside her.

Two servants helped to remove the statue of the god from the shrine. It was two-thirds tall and quite heavy.

Seeing that everyone was about to leave, Madden hurried over and volunteered to lift the statue. It was surprising that Madden could move the rock sculpture with the strength of two people.

“It’s so powerful.” Charles couldn’t help but admire.

“In order to become a person like Master Frederick, I am also working hard.” Madden carried the statue on his back with a calm demeanor, “With such a role model setting an example, how can I not work harder!”

Du Wen docilely hid by the side, avoiding the crowd, and when Shire and the others gathered at the door, he walked out of the shadows and followed behind them.

They regrouped, left the castle, and walked in the direction of the Hunter’s Sanctuary.

The road was silent, the sky was snowing, and this group of people, this small group of people, walked through the streets of the city.

Many houses along the street were lit, and people were leaning against the windows, watching the procession on the road, watching them return.

Ciel pondered the whole incident, about witches, about beasts and dogs, and he recalled every detail of the battle.

When people rushed into the room, she covered her face and fled in a hurry. If she was determined to fight, the situation seemed to be much worse, but she just ran away and didn’t want people to find out her true face, currently only Gina and Xia Er will remember her appearance.

She is a witch on the dark side of the night, but she should have another identity on the bright side of the day, who would it be?

The goddess of the temple?

This is an easy association, but Gina didn’t recognize it. She is the daughter of a nobleman and should visit the temple often. It is impossible not to know the goddess inside.

When they returned to the sanctuary, Charles walked through the garden and found that the surrounding wall had been completely repaired at some point, and the top was also equipped with spikes, making it difficult for thieves to climb over.

“When will the wall be repaired?” Charles asked.

“When you’re running around during the day,” Ines said.

“How did you persuade those craftsmen to come to the church?”

“Formal craftsmen are very preoccupied, but the apprentices are all short of money, and money can help the mind, not to mention these elementary apprentices.”

“The apprentices are not good at craftsmanship.”

“This is prejudice. The only thing missing from an apprenticeship to become a formal craftsman is the number of places. Only a few people can be promoted each year. Most of them have their qualifications and relationships below. They are not bad. You have never heard of sixty or seventy. Year-old apprentice, a truth.” Ines explained.

It was the first time that Charles heard such a statement, and it was interesting.

They entered the hall of the sanctuary, Madden carried all the way, panting, and everyone helped to place the statue on the empty high platform of the hall, where there was a marble plinth, apparently there was another statue, but it was taken by the thieves.

Now put the statue of the god on it, replacing the original one, but it is just right. The god’s posture is majestic and blood-stained, which is in line with the dark atmosphere of the sanctuary.

“Ah yeah, the statue of King Edvard!” Buddy was cleaning the hall, and when he saw the statue, he came over and bowed curiously, “Why is there black blood? My lord, should I clean it up? It’s scary. .”

“Leave it alone.” Ciel worried that these black bloods were demonic and would have an ominous effect on the old man.

He called everyone, and in the restaurant under the side tower, let everyone have a small meeting around a round table, and Buddy lit lights all over the church to make the surroundings look bright.

“It was today that we faced the devil for the first time. I would like to hear everyone’s thoughts.” Ciel’s eyes swept across everyone’s faces.

“What is this? Do you know how to make friends? It’s really annoying.” Ines held her hands with a look of disdain.

“We must be the only way, please be honest.” Shire said.

“Well, I think that demons are so powerful that humans are nothing compared to them.” Ines shrugged.

“I’ll find a way to teach you spells,” Ciel said, “after you’ve officially joined.”

“Devils can be defeated with iron! That’s enough!” Madden excited, “I used to think that demons are all spirits, ghosts and the like, and they create hallucinations to scare people. Now, it seems that it’s nothing.”

“I…” Du Wen sighed.

“Oh, by the way, were you a thief before?” Madden turned to Duvin.

“…Ah, not now.” Du Wen refused to say more, looking frustrated, he obviously tried to cover up his identity, but failed.

“You came to Shangluoman to avoid legal sanctions.” Ines guessed, “No one will leave in a place as rich as Qinghe.”

“Yeah,” Duwen had to admit, “but I’ve repented! I’ve changed my mind!”

“You can make amends by being a good hunter,” Shire said.

“I know.” Du Wen sighed, “I found out tonight that this industry is frightened, it’s another form of suffering, and it’s similar to going to jail.”

“It also means,” Ciel continued, “that you can make amends for your sins through this kind of service. You saved me and everyone.”

“Really?” Du Wen bowed his head, “Well, at least it makes me feel better.”

“You are very skillful.” Madden teased.

“Don’t bother me.” Du Wen looked frustrated.

Ciel stared at Du Wen, an idea gradually taking shape in his mind.

Um……

“Duvin,” said Charles.

“Ah?” Du Wen raised his head.

“Why don’t you go to the Undercover Thieves Guild.”

Du Wen widened his eyes and leaned forward: “Am I right?”

“The Thieves Guild not only looted the sanctuary, but also likely participated in the release of the demons, who are our enemies,” Shire said.

“But—I—I—I—” Duwin stammered, “I don’t do that anymore! Don’t you believe me? I’m definitely not a thief anymore!”

“You must.” Ciel affirmed, “According to the information provided by the captain of the guard, there is a den in the city called the Three-Foot Lane Tavern, where the thieves sell their loot and meet, and you sneak in there and get their Trust, you are very capable, there must be no problem.”

“Then I…I’ll stay there? How can I pass on information?” Du Wen was nervous.

“You return to the church as usual and say you lied to me. You signed up to be a hunter recruit, but it was only for a free bed, so you usually come back to rest.” Ciel explained.

“Hey… that’s okay, my lord, I’ll get in touch with it, then what is our ultimate goal, to get rid of that den?”

“More than that.” Ciel sighed with emotion, “I want them all to be killed, the so-called thieves’ union to be uprooted and avenged for the loss of the church.”

“He will really lie to you.” Ines smiled, “He joined the Thieves Guild, used the Sanctuary as a cheap hotel, and turned around to deal with us.”

“Cough, let’s go, miss.” Du Wen waved his hand, “…I’m not a born thief…I can only regret it now. After the incident, I lost my wife and children, and I’ve been displaced. This feeling…you won’t got it.”

“But the Thieves Guild is rich, and we don’t have any money.” Madden stared at Duvin, “Maybe he will be moved by money.”

“We were really poor at first, but now the situation has changed.” Ciel took out the iron box that Gina gave him, opened it, and placed it on the side of the table.

The gold coins flowed out in a rush, and it was full of them, and the sound was pleasant and moving.

Chapter 69 Visitor’s Invitation

After a tiring day and night, Charles lay on the bed and fell asleep in an instant.

In his dreams he fantasized about something bizarre.

There are people here who look very familiar, past experiences weave the shadows in front of him, he wants to walk over and talk to them, he needs help, he has to talk to them, those hazy phantoms looked at Ciel with stiff eyes, Ciel discerned their faces, dead and living, and he wanted to share his thoughts with them.

——The dream shattered abruptly and was cut from the middle.

“Get up, Ciel,” Gladius shouted. “Time waits for no one.”

“I’m dreaming.” Ciel stayed firmly in the dream, looking back at the sad images, “Let me finish the dream.”

“Ten million dreams won’t change reality.” Gladius fished Ciel out of his dream, and he woke up.

Ciel got up from the cold and hard bed, and after a moment of daze, forced himself to accept reality.

He went to the restaurant at the bottom of the tower, and there was some food on the table. Some people made blood sausage, pumpkin pancakes and pea risotto, and there were many loaves in the woven basket.

Ines and Duvin were sitting at the table.

“Who made these?” Charles asked.

“Madden.” Du Wen glanced at the kitchen, and Charles saw Madden stirring the fire beside the stone stove.

“Are you going to assign us some tasks? Your Excellency Charles.” Ines sat at the table.

“Let Madden buy bedding, lamp oil, torches, and charcoal, and I’ll give you the money,” said Charles.

“Someone is looking for you outside, I asked him to wait in the hall.” Ines glanced in the direction of the hall.

“Who is it?” Charles picked up a piece of bread.

[End of This Chapter]