Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 86

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 86]

“He’s always got a lot of information.” The Prince of Voice was helping him.

“Then, the sea route to Frost Falls is very dangerous. Everyone knows that there are Blue Island pirates along the way. They are experts in helping people kill people and steal goods, so even if there is such a vague news, everyone is hesitant and dare not do it. A business, ships are in ports and other safer routes.”

“But Caluson did it.”

“Yes, Lord Caluson wrote a contract, inviting all the merchants to pool a sum of money and ships and sail to the Great King Gorge in the Frost Falls. The profits are shared equally, and if the fleet is attacked at sea, Card Lu Song will pay everyone the lost money, so that everyone will not lose the slightest. This is a guaranteed profit for people, so everyone scrambled to participate. For the big reason, those sporadic pirates did not dare to fight the idea of a fleet, so they finally moored at Dawangxia for a month and returned to the west coast safely, earning at least two thousand gold coins.” Kliushi twisted his fingers, “Two thousand gold coins, Lord Caluson himself distributed at least three hundred gold coins, and everyone has been used to listening to his arrangements since then.”

“That was the past… and he’s in Ashtree Hall now.” Charles thought of Caluson’s current situation, still manipulating the whole situation like a shadow behind his back.

“Our consensus is that as long as we follow his orders, we will not fail. This is the same no matter where we go.” Kryushi laughed.

Charles stopped in front of the restaurant.

“What’s the matter? Hunter,” Kryushi asked.

“It’s hard to get used to,” Ciel confessed. “When you open the door, you will see many people. They may be waiting for me, and they may have a lot to say to me.”

“It’s the new identity that makes you uncomfortable, I understand.” Kryushi nodded. “But over the years, I’ve learned how to distinguish between good leaders and bad leaders—good leaders take action and never stop.”

Charles pushed the door open.

They walked into the restaurant and saw that the saucepan was full of ingredients, and Hugo had added diced beef, radish cubes, potato chips, sliced tomatoes, onions, peas, frangipani, and rosemary to it, all from the mouth. The pot overflowed, enough to feed the entire church all day.

Ciel sat in the first place, and a maid set the tableware for everyone. She had long red hair, blue eyes, and looked pleasing to the eye. She was one of the rescued girls, trying to adapt to the new life in the church.

“What’s your name?” Ciel asked. “And those other girls?” It was a wonderful feeling to have a maid serving.

“My name is Carly,” she explained, then pointed to a few dodging girls in the corner, “the taller is Lucy, the grey-eyed is Alice, and Neville is out shopping. We are duty boys. , it won’t cause confusion.”

“Come on, tell me if you have anything, or find Ines.” Ciel dipped his bread in the soup in front of him, thinking about entering the temple. The thieves’ union that troubled them had been punished. Even their leader was killed, and the rest was another key goal.

Luo Dan walked into the restaurant yawning, and Ines handed him a piece of parchment.

“Children, go and pre-order all the items listed above in the store, and ask them to deliver them after noon, and then eat after running errands.” She instructed.

“Ah…” Luo Dan rolled up the parchment, stuffed it into his pocket, glancing at the dining table, but seeing Ines’ stern gaze, he still turned and ran away.

“What do you want to buy?” Charles asked.

“Furniture, it can decorate a conference hall, usually used for directors, and then there are some sundries.” Ines was very interested in these things, “Charle, we are going to dig a basement.”

“Dig a basement? Don’t we already have a dungeon?” Ciel was puzzled.

“The atmosphere of the dungeon is always gloomy, and the last time I went down, I always felt hairy, as if there were still evil things left.” Ines shook her head.

Only Ciel knew what was hiding there.

“That must be time-consuming.”

“Yes, it affects the foundation of the entire sanctuary, so it will take about a year to complete. But think about it, another basement can be used for furnaces, anvils, so we can hire our own blacksmiths! You can also use Be a warehouse.” A great vision flashed in Ines’ mind.

“Just do it, but I think the dome needs to be patched up first.”

“I will contact someone to fix it.” Ines nodded, “We have money now.”

Ciel wanted to read the demonology monograph, and when he came to the library, Oakley hurried to find him.

“Lord Ciel.” He greeted Ciel.

“How’s it going? You’ve been in the library long enough.” Charles noticed the smell on his body, but he didn’t notice the smell of alcohol.

“I found that we have a very rare copy here, and I feel that we should be able to copy the copy and sell it.” Oakley picked up a few books, “Look at this “Aslatra Says.”

Charles took this book. The cover was quite thick, the decoration was exquisite, and the fonts were gorgeous. The cover was painted with repeatedly incomprehensible patterns, and it felt like thorns when touched. He opened a few pages and found that it was an obscure philosophical book. Each proverb is recorded in the form of “Asratri of the West Coast said: . . .”

“It seems that no one will buy it, it will not be popular.” He thought.

“That’s wrong. Nobles would be happy to buy books like this, and use them to decorate their families, to transfer the wisdom of sages to future generations, and to make families flourish. The difference between commoners and nobles is that nobles not only understand useful skills, but also understand Useless knowledge,” boasted Oakley.

“I don’t understand. They should be noble because of their blood. It has nothing to do with their knowledge. Even if ordinary people learn these things, they will not become nobles.”

“Change the title of the book to “The Way to Be a Noble: Listening to Aslatri,” and someone should buy it.” Oakley shrugged.

“Few people will be fooled.”

“Of course smart people don’t. Stupid people will believe it. They pay to fill the lack of intelligence. This is a tax on intelligence, which is levied by us scribes, which is very reasonable.” Clay kept nodding.

“It’s so cunning. The person who copied the book is just copying the original knowledge.”

“But how will books be circulated if no one is in charge of copying them? Can we hope that technology will develop and a tool will emerge to replace us? Trust me, that’s not going to happen.” Oakley said to himself Feel proud of it.

Oakley showed Ciel several interesting books, such as “The Song of Matilda”, which recorded that the eldest daughter of King Godel was sold to the barbarian tribe and became a tool of peaceful marriage between Loman and Frostfall barbarians , but she ran away without authorization. The barbarians understood that the Lomans were perfidious, so they marched westward and attacked the west coast, almost destroying the entire Loman kingdom. relationship between personal happiness.

There is also a very tempting book, which Shire took a while to read, with an easy-to-understand title, “Foreign Mythology”, which records other gods besides the gods of the Temple of Lorman, who are influenced by other nations and ethnic groups. Believe, the pirates of the Blue Island follow Baal, the god of sea and reproduction, the barbarians of the Frostfalls worship the goddess of ice and snow, the mountain empire devoutly worships the seven gods of matter, the distant land of dragons worships the dragon religion, and the Vala people of the peninsula are descendants of elves , so they respect the natural green god, and in the overseas Dashazhou area, people equate its king with the sun god…

“I’ve never seen a book like this.” Charles wondered.

“Of course, the temple is forbidden, and they refuse to admit that there are gods other than the gods in the Temple of Beauty.” Oakley shrugged, “I wouldn’t dare to transcribe such a book.”

“You’ll have a chance,” Charles said meaningfully.

Ciel walked to the bookshelf and looked for research works on insanity. He noticed that the Sanctuary Library was much larger than he thought, and there should be many spaces that he hadn’t gone through, but he didn’t have time to search and examine it carefully.

“Are you serious? Answer me! Answer me!”

Something seemed to be making a noise, but it was far away.

Chapter 107 Loss of Soul

Luckily, Charles found a book called “A Brief Description of the Soul: From Dust to the Sky”. The whole book was bound with leather buckles and needed to be broken open. He flipped through a few pages, and the author briefly talked about the nature of the soul. .

There is no preface and no introduction to the author. The author just goes straight to the point and shows his research results in large fonts on the first page.

“What is a soul? A soul is a thing that manipulates people’s thoughts, feelings and memories. The soul is invisible. When a person dies, we can clearly see his changes, his skin rots, flies grow, maggots suck blood and grow, and his hair fades. Disordered, teeth exposed, no corruption from head to toe, blood turned black, this is a complete death. But where did his soul go? His soul left the earth and flew to the sky, Go to live with God, or go to the abyss.”

Charles turned a page.

“This is the value of the soul, so we must ensure the life of the body. Because of this living blood, the bright and surging blood maintains the purity of the soul. The soul is very delicate. If a person falls ill and is greatly frightened , a part of his soul was severely distorted, and the person became abnormal from then on. Instead, the soul drove the blood to flow backwards, and the unknown blood surged in the atrium, causing strong and complicated emotions. Obviously, the madness also increased. ”

“Charle!” howled Gladius. “Listen to me! I know you can hear me! Throw away this stupid book!”

Ciel flipped through more than a dozen pages, standing between the bookcases, silently understanding the core content the author was going to expound.

He reads books very fast, and he doesn’t understand the content carefully, so a general impression is enough.

The soul turned out to be such a magical thing. After death, a few souls will ascend to the Hall of Beauty Gate and be looked after by the gods, while most souls will enter reincarnation. If the myth is true, a large white snake will guard the door of reincarnation to identify the past. Souls, decreed that they should remain ignorant in the midst of the dark chaos, or pass through reincarnation safely and receive a new life.

What if I die?

Charles thought to himself, will the white serpent let me suffer and sink in the dark, or let me go?

“Nothing will happen after you die! You idiot! You are so ruthless? Don’t I help you time and time again? But in the end, you treat me like this? You won’t talk to me?” The voice became more and more violent, “Are you going to tear your face with me?”

Realizing that the Blade Demon was indeed reaching its limit, Ciel decided to have a little contact with it.

“Stopping point.” Ciel said in his heart, “I’m reading a book.”

“You have to know that I can always influence you, you can’t think about it – you can’t escape me in this way!” Gladiu shouted arrogantly.

With a piercing cracking sound, the book in front of Ciel broke open in the middle, and an invisible blade slashed the entire book, tearing it to pieces. All over the place.

Charles stared blankly at this book. Every book in the sanctuary is precious, and books carry important knowledge. In the eyes of Charles, reading is a very precious and serious matter, and every book should be Treasure well.

But the whole book was chopped up right in front of his eyes…

“Do you understand? Ciel! Do you understand?” Gladius shouted irritably. “I’m tired of your…wait—wait—!”

“Yafen flame.”

Exuberant flames ignited from the charr’s souls, slowly burning the skin of their souls.

“…What do you want to do? Ciel, do you want to threaten me?”

“Gladius,” Ciel said calmly. “If I can’t control you, I can only destroy you.”

“Destroy me? Ruin me?” Gladiu sounded exasperated. “You want to control me? You incompetent bastard want to control me?”

“right.”

“You are a mere mortal who wants to control the powerful blade demon? I am your master! I am the master of this body!”

The flames of Yafen surged in Ciel’s soul, the flames burned into the interior, and their souls were rapidly worn out, like fuelwood at the bottom of a cauldron, and their shapes quickly became smaller.

“Wait–wait! Ciel! Stop! Stop! These are my souls, the souls I took so hard to absorb! You have no right to burn my souls!” Gladiu was restless.

Charles was silent.

“What are you doing? Are you punishing me? I tell you, the Blade Demon God will not yield! It will not yield to mortals!”

He closed his eyes and slowly felt himself being burned, the taste was scorching, but he knew that the devil suffered the same pain as him.

“Do you want to die? Do you want to die like this? Destroy yourself alive with a spell? This is the way you choose to die… Stop it! Ciel! Please! Please!” Gladio whimpered.

The flames of Yafen continued to burn for more than fifteen seconds, or even almost thirty seconds. The flames burned from the soul to the real body. Ciel felt that the flames of the soul were jumping in his internal organs. They would not cause harm to the reality, but this feeling Very bad.

He looked at his hands, the flames almost pouring out of his skin.

“No—Ciel! Ciel! I was wrong!” Gladius panicked. “Stop! Stop burning! You’re being stupid! You’re going to kill yourself!”

The flames of Yafen burned faster and faster. From the faint flames at the beginning, they gradually turned into vigorous flames. Ciel remembered the towering golden flames that Etienne summoned that day, and the magnificence was suffocating.

I can summon flames that powerful too, Ciel took a deep breath and waited peacefully for the flames of Affin to drag them into oblivion.

“I give up!” Gladiu screamed, “I will never be right with you again! Ciel! I surrender! I lose! I will absolutely obey your orders! Stop! Stop! Truce! No more tormented me…”

Do demons cry too?

Charles felt a strong sadness.

Ciel silently manipulated the fire of the soul, and they gradually extinguished. The soul devastated by the explosion was more distorted than before, and its shape was greatly reduced, only half the size before.

Originally, Gladius kept collecting souls along the way. Their souls were strong and huge, but now they appear to be quite small, riddled with holes and covered with scorch marks.

“You’re going to die! You really are going to die! Oh-oh-charr-why?” lamented Gladiu. “You don’t want to live?”

“Listen to me, obey me, Gladius, I am the hunter responsible for imprisoning demons, not the hunter controlled by demons.” Ciel said silently.

“You’re a lunatic, you’re crazier than all the other demon hunters, you’re a pervert, you don’t aim to survive, you’re a twisted human being.” Gladiu cursed him.

“If that keeps you quiet, that’s fine.”

“You won.” Gladiu breathed wearily, silently healing the severely burned demon soul, “You won, you won! You won by self-mutilation, are you happy?” It almost roared out.

“Happy.” Charles smiled.

In an instant, he felt strongly dizzy, he shivered all over, collapsed to the ground, suddenly lost the ability to control his limbs, and his head was in great pain.

Buddy was cleaning the library when he heard that Ciel fell to the ground and rushed over quickly.

“Master? Master Ciel?” Buddy helped Ciel up with a terrified expression, “My God! My God!”

“Huh…” Charles breathed hard, sucking every wisp of air into his lungs as much as possible, “…Nothing—”

He supported the ground with his hands, climbed up hard, and pressed his forehead: “It’s nothing…”

“Do you need me to call a doctor? Do you want me to inform Miss Ines?” Buddy was very worried, “You can’t fall!”

“You’re right.” Ciel held onto the bookshelf next to him, “Don’t tell anyone, I’m fine, don’t worry about others.”

“You need to rest!”

[End of This Chapter]