The guards rushed to seize Shire, and Rocher quickly got up and walked between Count Rene and Shire.
"Let's go." 'she said softly.
Angry, Char tried to rush towards Rene, but his arm was caught by the guard and Rocher blocked his view. He felt insulted, dissatisfied for the first time in his life.
'Get him out of here! Rene yelled. "Bring enough money and come back!"
"I saved the city!" Shire snapped.
"Don't take yourself too seriously." The young man next to Rene shouted, "My father forgave your rudeness this time, but not next time."
You're gonna regret this one day. Shire thought bitterly, his heart burning with anger.
Roach pressed down on Char's chest and pushed him out of the door, and Char could not get angry at Roach's cold face and walked back into the corridor.
She closed the door with her foot.
"You go away." Rocher dismissed the guards.
"Is that fair? "I inherited a debt that didn't belong to me, and then I lost my bounty."
"What's the point?" Rocher looked into Char's eyes.
'What?
"If you inherit the Hunter's Chapel, there is no doubt that you will need to take it all in, to pass on the glory and the stain. Everything in the world has a sacred history and a past that cannot be spoken of. Do you not think that all things are innocent?"
"You're right." Shire admitted.
"As for the reward, you should also understand that although the money is substantial, the repayment of the loan is really a top priority. Calculated in five cents, the monthly interest is 10 gold when you borrow 200 gold coins, and 5 gold when you borrow 100 gold coins. Even if you don't get any money now, in the long run you will save money."
"We only borrowed fifty gold pieces."
"Master Frederic could not have foreseen this moment."
Frederic can't think of anything? He knew the debt was mounting, so he was anxious, and he gathered all eight hunters, and even though I was a new recruit, he took me with him, because he had to make sure he hunted Graddiu, so he could bring as much leverage as possible. The Blade Demon is a demon Lord, and can be killed or captured alive in exchange for many benefits. Unfortunately, Warren turned against the demons, triggering a total collapse.
Thinking of this, Shire's heart is confused.
Rocher untied a money-bag from his waist, poured out dozens of gold coins, spread them in his palm, and handed them to Shire.
"What is this?" Shire was surprised.
"Please do accept it. For my part, it is a token of my gratitude that Your Excellency has destroyed winged demons, enabled me to fulfill my mission commanded by Lord Rene, and avenged the many dead and wounded of my men; On your part, the money will be used to renovate the Hunter's Chapel and fulfill your duty."
"I can't accept it." Char shook his head.
"The money has been poured out, and to refuse would only make me feel ashamed," Rocher insisted.
"I'll pay you back." Char, take this gold.
"No repayment required." Rocher shook his head. "I would be honored if your Excellency could come to Fort Gloom for a visit."
"Definitely." Shire was pleased.
"It gives me great satisfaction to see that the frown between your brow has been smoothed away." Roche spoke kind words, but his expression remained flat. She greeted the Shire with perfect grace, and then bowed away.
Was it smoothed out? Shire sigh, still feel a little confused.
He leaned against the wall, thinking about ways to make money, if there is no money, it is almost impossible to move, let alone hunt demons, to survive is a huge problem.
"Seeing this, I want to write a poem to commemorate your embarrassment." "Said Graddiu carelessly.
"How dare you? You say the count is frightened, but he doesn't care." Char said to himself.
"That's because you took it upon yourself to change my words. I have a knack for fooling mortals." Graddiu refused.
"What? I mean what you mean, and the wording is the same." Char argued with the devil.
"Do it again, and he's bound to waver."
"But there are no second chances. We're done. We're going back to the Hunter's Sanctuary." Char sighed.
"Not so fast." "Muttered Graddiu." I may know why he has confidence."
"Didn't you say so?"
"I need time to be sure." Graddiu explained, "I'm not in a state where I can easily detect what's going on outside, I can only use your eyes and intuition to analyze the surroundings." In fact, I feel something very fascinating and very distasteful in this castle, like some mysterious source of power."
"Like what?"
"It could be a jewel of endless energy, it could be an ancient artifact that has been buried in dust for a long time, who knows, but it doesn't seem very compatible with our species."
"Something that presents a unique threat to the devil." Shire was thoughtful.
"It may be because of the presence of 'the thing' that the noble oppresses you recklessly, because even without you he has the means to deal with the devil... You have to see what it is."
Hearing this, Shire's interest was also somewhat aroused.
"Where is it?
"Follow my instructions, go straight ahead, down the stairs, down the left-hand corridor to the end, take another step..."
Charles followed Graddius's directions through the corridors and wandered through the castle, feeling lost in himself. The castle was so large that after a few minutes he could not tell the way back at all.
The stone corridors are similar in style, so everything looks similar, but the castle is clearly divided into many different functional areas. There were shrines in the clean room for meditation and penance, a dozen plain and chattering servants in the servants' dining-room, a few half-grown children reading in the governess's classroom, and even a storage room for hunting tools and a woodworking room for recreation. Not only that, the Shire also saw several reception rooms of different sizes, probably used by nobles to receive guests of different ranks.
However, it was the core of the castle that attracted him most, and he only glanced at it as he hurried along, and saw below it a magnificent hall with a very high ceiling, a ground floor, a dome that reached the height of the third floor, and in the middle a magnificent hanging lamp stand, each of which contained more than thirty-six candles, and a stone table so long that it could seat hundreds of people. Only the chairs have been removed, as if the count never used the hall.
All this was left behind by Charles, following the guidance of the devil, Charles came to the most remote corner of the castle, a side tower, which was lonely and silent, seemingly uninhabited, Charles tiptoed up the winding stairs, he gently set his foot on the stone bricks, let the sound of the foot disappear naturally.
He was tired when he reached the top of the stone tower, and the wooden door to the top room was locked. Charles put his ear to the door and listened, but was soon convinced that it was empty and silent
"Are you sure it's in this room?"
"Yes, yes, the thing I hate and love is here..." Graddius said greedily. "Steal it and bring it to me."
"I'm not stealing for you." .
"What? We are like brothers, and you won't even grant such a humble request. I'm really disappointed."
Just then, from below the tower came footsteps, and someone was also walking towards the top of the tower.
Someone's coming... Shire felt nervous, he stopped at the top of the tower in front of the room, obviously a visitor, but there is no good reason, how should he and the people up to explain it? He could not say that it was because he perceived that there was something hidden in it that he wanted to go in anyway.
"Hide in, hide in, there's a lot of room in there, you can get in and out quietly." The Graddiu temptation.
"How do I get in? The door is locked. '
"I've seen Varun's memories, I know how his teleportation spell works, do you want to learn?" Graddiu whispered.
A new spell! Char remembered Valen's teleportation ability, and if he could master the spell, whatever he did would be convenient, and the fighting power would be greatly enhanced. Warren can become a powerful demon hunter with a teleportation spell alone, and Char feels that if he learns it, he can certainly do more.
"Teach me." 'said Shire.
"What? You're so bad, I see your mind, and you think, 'First trick Graddius into teaching me teleportation spells, and then I won't go in because I don't like stealing', look, look at you, how cunning."
"If you can read my thoughts, it's not a lie."
"No, it's still plain fraud. But I'm still gonna teach you the teleportation spell. Why? Because I am true to you."
"I don't have to learn."
"You can always hear me anyway. Flowing Shadows." Graddiu recited the mysterious hunter's spell to the Shire.
Shire's heart was racing with tension, the "Flowing shadow", the secret to the teleporter spell, he had seen how Valen moved, invisible like a shadow, surging through the ground, able to jump all obstacles, appearing a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye, the power of this spell made Shire a little excited.
"It's pleasant! Use the spell to sneak in." "Encouraged Gladius." But be careful --"
Char peered through the sealed wooden door and whispered, "Flowing Shadows."
In an instant, his figure sank to the ground as a shadow - but like water, it flowed rapidly down the stairs, and before Char knew it, the things he saw changed strangely, and his brain became a blur.
He's not going up, he's going down.
Get out of it -- get out of it -- Char tried desperately to hold on to the idea, which was how he had extinguished the flame of Afen.
His head felt a wrenching pain, things quickly twisted before him, then the balance of light and color gradually returned, and though still dizzy, he could see what was in front of him, an old man in a black cloak scrutinizing the Shire.
"You didn't break it." 'he asked kindly.
"No, no... I feel OK..." "Shire stammered.
"As long as it's not broken, go up, boy." The old man pointed to the direction of the room on the top floor and laughed strangely, "Since you want to enter my tower, go in and see enough before you leave."
Charles's heart cooled, Gladius pretended to be dead.