Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 92

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 92]

Chapter 114 Infiltrate the Temple

After leaving the Late Summer Garden, Ciel went to the temple to prepare for action, where the rise and fall of the temple were fought.

If he is right, this will also affect the situation of the entire Loman Kingdom, and even have a stake in the fate of all human beings.

“What’s the saddest thing in your life?” Gladiu asked.

“The saddest thing?”

“What saddens you the most is the one that hurts just thinking about it,” it said.

Charles thought for a moment.

“…We go to the market every month, and my mother and I walked around the market all day, not buying anything, just looking at those things, fantasizing that I had the money to buy them, fantasizing about taking them home , but not a single one. Save your money to buy the meat at a discount near the end of the market.”

“Then?”

“But one day, we waited until the market was almost over and everyone was gone and went to the butcher’s in high spirits, and he told us that business was good today, it was all sold out, and there was nothing left. Then I cried, mother I cried too. I stayed there for a long time, and I kept crying on the way home. I don’t know why, but it was very painful. Later, my parents sold me, and I didn’t feel any more about them. Only this incident left a deep impression on me. .”

“That’s it? What happened next is even more sad.” Gladiu snorted.

Ciel approached the temple, and the scene in front of him made him feel a little desperate.

The temple troops have already assembled in front of the steps. They wear uniform armor and have a firm attitude. They form three square formations. Each square is about a hundred people. The Assistant Priest was mobilizing loudly against them.

“Dedicate yourself!” The voice was very familiar, and Charles recognized Carpenter, a sub-priest who was captured in the Battle of Sanweiwan, and now seems to have been promoted again, wearing a very beautiful crown, “—All of us, brothers and sisters, live together day and night, bathed in the grace of God. Edvar keeps things in order, Juvia keeps the grain in abundance, Sodado keeps our arms strong, Perse Vig for We get our revenge, Modeto heals our wounds, Astris makes our clothes, Lerner allows us to collect firewood from the forest…God protects us all the time…and never asks us for anything! Because God believes we are righteous, we will move forward and punish God’s enemies, and this is our just reward!”

OK, so who is the enemy of God?

Ciel expects the people at the temple to say something different this time.

“—Take the iron given by God, and annihilate the enemies of God. In this city, people are suffering, evil people are killing the defenseless residents, and a fortress with filth and filth is standing in the city…”

“They just don’t have any new ideas.” Gladiu laughed, “Pick up the knife, subdue them, ravage them, torture them…”

“What about after the killing?” Ciel thought, “People will lose their spiritual support.”

“There is no need for any spiritual support at all. Not everyone needs to place their beliefs in great things. Life will find its own way and slowly lead to death.”

“If wrong beliefs appear, like demon worship… everyone will go astray.”

“What’s the difference between a god and a demon?”

“The devil eats souls,” Ciel said naturally.

“Doesn’t God covet the beliefs of all people? What is the difference between the gods who give everything to you, and the soul we eat? All we want is the soul, and what God wants is devotion.”

Ciel looked at the fanatical temple guards. They joined the temple since childhood and trained and grew up under the influence of classics. They have probably formed a single mind that has never changed. No matter how hard it is to accept any other ideas, Ciel thinks this is nothing. good thing.

If God is really powerful, please change the terrible ending of the world being swallowed up by demons.

Charles thought to himself.

He had memorized the plan of the temple, silently avoiding the crowd, and walked outside the side wall of the temple. At the root of the wall, he saw a metal grid, which was used to discharge indoor sewage, and a shallow ditch snaked outwards. The large sewage canal leading to the city, there is no cross-flow of sewage at this time, and it is quite clean.

Stay in disguise and avoid anyone, Ciel is ready.

He put on the hooded robe given to him by Caluson. Fortunately, the temple clothes have always been very concealed, and their appearance looks the same. After putting on the coat, if you don’t look at your face, you can’t make Charles at all. Different from any other ordinary apprentice.

From the floor plan, after entering the drainage outlet, you will come to the vegetable garden on the side of the temple. This is the dusk of winter, there should be no one inside, and it is the only area suitable for sneaking in.

Ciel chanted the spell of the flowing shadow and slid into it freely.

Everything is folded into a plane—

When he recovered from the shadow state, he found himself standing on a dry field with a large vegetable field in front of him. Because of the winter, it was basically barren and devoid of seeds. Snow was scattered on the small field ridges, surrounded by even A drying rack on which countless dark gray robes hang to dry in the wind.

This is the inside of the temple.

Ciel looked back at the towering courtyard wall he had passed through, and knew that the interior was secluded and isolated, and he had to deal with everything that he faced next with a thousand times more caution.

Calm and careful, Ciel silently instructed himself not to be discovered, not to be found out.

This is a very risky infiltration operation and I have to keep it hidden.

According to Caluson, the man is currently meditating at the door of the confinement cloister and has to go through the central hall to find him.

However, there must be a large number of priests of all levels in the hall.

Ciel took a deep breath, and suddenly turned his head to see a figure appearing among those drying clothes.

anyone here?

Ciel’s heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his head and walked through the vegetable field without hesitation, silently walking towards the temple building.

He walked to the side door of the temple, pushed open the door, and turned his head quietly.

There was someone in the clothes-drying area. The other party looked like a handyman in the temple specializing in washing clothes. He was wearing a simple gray shirt, his hair was disheveled, and he was holding many freshly washed robes in his hands. He looked fierce and aggressive, and Charles had no doubts about him. In the next second, he will rush to question himself.

Not being able to detect the situation here through the wall, and being discovered as soon as he entered, is definitely a disadvantage. Ciel can only try his best to make himself seem calm and normal.

I belong here, Ciel adapting himself to his surroundings.

I naturally belong to this quiet, sacred and extraordinary temple.

After repeating it in his heart several times, Ciel felt that his posture became more calm.

But the clothes dryer behind him was already eyeing Ciel.

He kept his composure, pushed open the door, and came to the temple ear gallery, where he saw a scene he would never forget in his life.

Many apprentices dressed like him are walking and wandering in the corridor. They are all wearing the same robes, wandering with their heads lowered like Charles, unwilling to raise their heads, just silently pacing back and forth in the corridor, repeating meaninglessly. Going around in circles, as if they themselves didn’t understand why they were leaving.

There are so many people here, and Shire has at least thirty or fifty apprentices, but they all kept silent, as if speaking would make them special, and they didn’t want any extra attention, they just wanted to walk silently.

They were like animals, like walking dead, but he had to join them, and Charles, worried that he would be seen the difference, quickly followed an apprentice, which also helped him to blend in and avoid the prying eyes of the laundry worker.

It was very quiet in the ear gallery. Although there were so many people, they just walked repeatedly and wandered along the same path. It seemed that this was their daily routine. No apprentice asked any questions. Regularly, he walked around in circles honestly, and the pace was slow, and he didn’t want to make a sound.

Ciel has gone back and forth, people don’t care about him, and they don’t notice strangers joining, they just walk on their own. When the path is close to the corridor door leading to the hall, Ciel quietly moves out of the queue, from the half-open door. slid in the door.

“—That’s why God gave him that!”

“That’s why God gave him that!”

“That’s why God gave him that!”

As soon as Ciel entered the hall, he heard the priests recite the same sentence over and over again. He walked behind the shadow of a pillar and looked at the situation in the hall.

More than a dozen pillars support the entire grand hall, and the decoration is dreamlike. The dark purple paintings are hung high, and the hazy patterns of more than fifteen Loman gods are painted. Unpredictable gods cannot easily show their true colors.

The carvings on the top of the column are lifelike, and birds and beasts climb on it, as if they have life.

The red sunset light shines in from the surrounding windows, creating a mysterious and noble atmosphere.

The temple is so gorgeous and awe-inspiring, it is no wonder that the number of mortal believers has never decreased.

A large group of priests, secondary priests, chanting masters and other clergy members gathered in the center of the main hall, prostrating to the statue of the god of the gods at the end. Books, every time he recites a sentence, the people below follow it, without the slightest slack.

“We will not slack off, let’s put it this way, to that flying bird.” The high-ranking priest chanted in cadence.

“None of us will slack off, let’s put it this way, to that bird…” The people below recited faithfully, and the voices of dozens of people chanting in unison were very loud and echoed in the hall for a long time.

“So this is your staff dedicated to meeting people’s spiritual needs,” Gladiu said. “Stupid, mean and stupid.”

“They are reciting the classics… The classics cannot be changed.” Charles thought for a while.

“What can’t be changed, what kind of classic?”

Xia Er carefully observed the movements of the priest on the stage. He raised his head from time to time and glanced at the priests under the stage with his extremely penetrating eyes, trying to find out those who behaved irregularly, and made sure that everyone was serious in manners. , After there is no slack, the high-level priest will bow his head again and lead the people to continue reading.

After repeatedly confirming the frequency of his bowing, Ciel hid himself on the edge of the pillar. After the high-ranking priest once again scanned the crowd and looked down at the scriptures, Ciel quietly passed through the entire hall, near the confinement corridor area on the left side of the temple. , according to the information provided by Caluson, Luisciu will be haunted around here.

Ciel slowly pushed the door open, only halfway open each time to avoid making too much noise. When the gap was enough for him to pass through, he jumped in and came to the left ear gallery.

Phew… He was panting, his heart beating wildly. It was really exhausting to lurk in such a place, and every omission could lead to a crisis.

He raised his head and saw a man wandering in front of the corridor gate. The left ear corridor was relatively empty, and only this man was walking.

“Mr. Luvachau?” Charles walked over quickly and lowered his voice.

The other party turned to Ciel, who was a rather handsome man with water-blue eyes, clean-shaven beard, tall, almost 1.9 meters tall, wearing a beautiful purple priest’s robe and a small crown, with a very formal attitude .

Such a person really fits the description, a stoic and strict character.

He looked at Ciel in confusion: “Who are you?”

“I am Charles, and M. Caluson sent me,” explained Charles.

He laughs.

“First of all, I’m not the Louvash you said; second, who are you?” He took out a hammer from his arms.

Not Luvachau?

In front of this-

At this time, the laundry worker also followed and pushed the door in, pointing at Charles angrily:

“Lord Galier! I saw him sneak in from the yard! He’s a spy!”

Chapter 115 Dark Discussion

Ciel drew his gray knife and confronted him.

“Don’t act rashly,” he warned.

“Oh? Then what do you want me to do?” The priest smiled slowly, “Do you want me to let you go? Assassin?”

Ciel watched the opponent’s movements closely.

How to deal with it?

Now that it is exposed, the whole temple will be alarmed, the infiltration plan has failed, and I must flee.

But running away would be of no avail. It would be better to use the charred ring to unleash a huge fire breath and raze the entire temple to the ground.

“Your eyes are terrible.” The priest looked at Ciel warily. “Come here, Joey.”

The laundryman quickly hid beside the priest.

“Lord Galier, he’s too dangerous, you have to be careful.” The laundryman said uneasily, bypassing Ciel.

“I’m fine.” The priest looked at Ciel, both sides were testing.

The priest knew that Ciel would wield a knife to kill at any time, and Ciel also knew that the priest would call for help at any time, so it would depend on whose psychological quality was stronger.

This is a very fine balance of terror, if the charr attacks, the priests and laundrymen will shout and startle the whole temple; if they call for help first, the charr will attack and kill them all.

So neither side acted first.

“You.” The priest looked at Ciel, “Is it a demon hunter?”

How can a person recognize me.

“You have a prejudice against this profession?”

“I just think we might be able to cooperate?” The priest said tentatively, “You are a demon hunter, and there are evils that I can’t describe in this temple. I really need help.”

“Cooperation? You know what’s going on here?”

“Yeah.” The priest sighed, “Master Shavar, he… has been cooperating with some people or… things, so that he committed irreparable sins, and we can only obey and be forced to complete it with him. Those unspeakable secrets.”

“How many people in the temple think like you?” Ciel asked.

“A lot,” the priest thought, “if we work hard, we may be able to win the support of fifty percent. We are all very worried about what happened in the temple.”

“Tell me more about Chavar,” Ciel urged.

“I don’t want to talk about you holding that knife.” The priest was serious.

“I won’t put away my weapon.” Ciel pointed at him, “You only have what you say.”

The priest’s eyes dimmed.

“Don’t…you refuse to trust me? Just because of your stern attitude, you will lose an ally. We will face each other for a long time here, and the enemies will come at any time.”

He was right.

Charles thought.

But I won’t be fooled a second time in my life.

“Speak.” Ciel ordered coldly.

“I won’t say it.” The priest turned his head to the side, “…You are seeking your own death.”

“There’s no point in being deadlocked like this,” Ciel said. “If you want to cooperate, let me know.”

“You came because of the witch?” The priest suddenly mentioned.

Witch…what does he know?

Charles was very curious about this.

He knows about witches…

[End of This Chapter]