Chapter 118: Pale Knight (Part 1)
The next morning, the witch hunters, who had been partying all night, left one after another.
They had already received compensation from the Helford family, and obtained some low-level demon-killing weapons and a lot of low-level ashes from old Saan.
Except for the dead, the return was almost full.
However, those bloodline members who bought weapons from Jiangxia did not leave immediately, but came to pick up the goods.
"Exquisite technique, perfect carving, a masterpiece."
The female bloodline who was dressed like the local natives turned the HK416 in her hand over and over again, her eyes full of satisfaction, and she sighed with emotion.
Several bloodline members behind her also got the goods they had reserved.
Old Saan was busy all night, engraving the spirit mark on all the weapons, including the mortar barrels.
Everyone was very satisfied.
But it wasn't until they got the weapons that they realized a very important problem.
"The bullets are not universal?"
The female bloodline frowned and took out several 19th century-made ammunition from her waist bag and compared them with the pointed bullets that came with these powerful weapons.
Totally incompatible.
She looked at the faint smile on Lao Jiang's face and immediately realized that she seemed to have fallen into a trap.
"Powerful weapons naturally require special ammunition."
Lao Jiang flicked the ash from his cigarette and said to the bloodline members in front of him:
"The money for the weapons has been paid for, but the money for the bullets is another matter. But don't worry, bullets are cheap."
He pushed several boxes of bullets on the table over and said to the bloodline members:
“This time the bullets are free as a symbol of our business friendship, but next time, you’ll have to spend money, and if you run out, you can come to Helford Manor.
Every month, I will supply enough bullets.
Of course, you can also try to imitate it. As long as you can do it, I will not charge you patent fees.
Oh, right."
Jiang Xia blew out a smoke ring in a very lotus-like posture, and said to the bloodline people in front of him with a smile:
“Bullets can also be possessed by spirits.
If you need more firepower, you can make a reservation in advance. The price will be higher. I think you are all experienced witch hunters and can understand. "
"Swindler!"
The bald female bloodline cursed in a low voice, which was immediately echoed by others.
But they didn't dare to use violence.
During the information exchange last night, they already knew that the other bloodline members who died quietly in the manor seemed to have some relationship with the profiteer in front of them.
Witch hunters are very realistic guys.
The female bloodline gave an ambiguous smile to Hack, the lackey beside Jiang Xia, then picked up her box of bullets, mounted a horse, and left the manor.
Walk away in style.
But she was wearing an indigenous robe, had a bare head, carried a modified version of the standard modular HK assault rifle on her back, had two Colts on her waist, and a ceremonial tomahawk-like weapon in her saddlebag.
The painting style is so crooked that I don't know where it went.
"Did you have fun last night?"
Jiang Xia watched the customers leave. He turned around and asked with a smile. Cowboy Hack's legs were still a little weak, so he could only smile awkwardly.
"Give."
He threw a bag of ashes and a syringe of anaesthetic to Huck and said:
“Give it to your little brother Jack and burn it. Have him inject it. It will relieve the pain. If you’re lucky, you’ll gain the power of your bloodline.
When you are done, you two can leave if you want.
If you don't want to leave, stay at the gate of the manor and don't let anyone else get close."
"Um, Master..."
Cowboy Huck rubbed his hands and whispered:
"I've talked to Jack, and we want to continue following you. I recruited a few new people yesterday, all of whom are capable and skilled. The Sals hunting group is about to be disbanded.
But now it is thanks to the Master's grace that we have been able to reunite. If the Master does not mind, we would like to swear allegiance to you and officially become your followers."
"You want to work for me?"
Jiang Xia looked at Huck, who nodded quickly with a sincere look on his face.
The witch hunters' social system still retains the shadow of feudalism, and newcomers like Huck have few opportunities to curry favor with the powerful. Now that he has encountered such an opportunity, he certainly doesn't want to give up.
Moreover, Master Jiang seemed to be easy to talk to, and he did not have the cold and weird temper of those legendary witch hunters.
"Fine."
Jiang Xia did not hesitate for long. He said:
“You are free to do whatever you want during this period. Go back and spend time with your family. After a while, come to the manor to sign a contract with me. I tell you in advance that if you want to work for me, you must accept harsh trials.
I don’t accept just anyone.
That was a very terrible test. If you choose to betray, what awaits you is a fate more terrible than death. "
"Will not!"
The cowboy, who was a man of his time, quickly expressed his loyalty. He grabbed his cowboy hat and said seriously:
"Everyone in my hometown knows that Huck is a good cowboy. He keeps his word and will never go back on it. We will never betray you, Master."
"It's better to think ahead."
Jiang Xia reached out and patted Huck on the shoulder. He said meaningfully:
"Once you accept the trial, you will have no chance to betray me. It is better to be cautious when making choices about your life."
After saying that, Lao Jiang walked out slowly with his hands behind his back. Hanhan, who was biting an apple in his mouth, collected the rewards given by the bloodline people and followed the boss into the manor.
The fire in the castle burned all night. This morning, the castle looked like it had been tempered by fire. It gave off a very unpleasant smell, and there were flames rising in some places.
Liu Hui and Su were already waiting there for Jiang Xia.
In the room leading to the underground hall of the castle, the fully armed old Saen was ready. With the help of Baroness Helya, the old hunter carried the heavy ammunition belt on his back.
He picked up an old shotgun, and finally carefully took out a small box from his waist bag.
Under Helya's surprised gaze, old Saan took out a necklace-like emblem from the box with an expressionless face. The small golden disc was made into the shape of a sun.
As soon as this thing was taken out, the temperature around it immediately rose by several degrees. When Sane held it, streams of burning heat emanated from the palm of his hand, as if he was holding a small sun.
"This is... the Sun Emblem! One of the sacred objects of the Witch Hunting Coven."
Helya widened his eyes in surprise and said to the old butler:
"Uncle, how could those old-fashioned people allow you to bring this thing out?"
"Why shouldn't they?"
Old Sarn spoke softly, but without any respect for the Witch Hunters. He said:
“This thing was originally made by the master himself. After the master left, those bastards tried to take it for themselves. Their hypocrisy is disgusting!
It is only natural for witch hunters from the Helford family to use it.
Miss Helya, you must remember this!"
The old butler turned around and said to the baroness word by word:
"It's not us who owe them, it's them who owe us! The Witch Hunt owes the Helford family a favor, and those old-fashioned people will never be able to repay it in their lifetime!
As long as the Vaslo Witch Hunting Society exists, their responsibilities to the Helford family cannot be changed!
That is……
That's what the master paid for with his life!"
The Baroness nodded silently. The matter between their family and the Witch Hunt was very complicated and could not be explained in just a few words.
But at this moment, hearing the footsteps outside the room, Helya could no longer hold back the question that had been buried in his heart.
She said to the old butler who was sorting out the equipment:
"Uncle, who is the monster sealed under the castle? You never told me since you took me out of the manor ten years ago.
Is it...my father?"
"no."
The old butler said categorically:
"The master has indeed gone to the Old World. Don't think too much about it. Just wait outside. Soon, everything will be over. Be good and go out.
Waiting outside.
You will recover soon, trust me."
The lady wanted to ask more, but was pushed out by the old butler. She saw Jiang Xia and his subordinates coming over, so she stepped forward and said to Jiang Xia in a very ladylike manner:
“Stranger, please protect Uncle Saen for me. I know this request is excessive, but Uncle is my only relative left.
Regardless of whether the monster can be eliminated or not, please help me."
"Little girl, you have to pay for asking for help."
Before Jiang Xia finished speaking, Liu Hui, who was following him, put her hands on her hips, let out a hoarse laugh, and said what Jiang Xia said.
This wolf demon learns quickly.
"I...I am willing..."
The baroness grabbed the edge of her skirt, pursed her lips, lowered her head and was about to speak, but Jiang Xia interrupted her.
Gentle said:
"I am a businessman, Helja.
I won't make any excessive demands, please rest assured that I am a decent gentleman.
You see, my business has just opened in your world, and I’m in urgent need of some capable subordinates. Your world is a very good market.
I have seen its potential.
It will bring me endless wealth.
do you understand me?
I need to open a branch locally, and your family is theoretically the owner of this land in Fuxi County. If I can get in touch with a local tyrant like you, it will be of great benefit to my business.
You saw it too.
I have a lot of weapons, great weapons.
I have a lot of interesting things, and you can definitely make a profit if you take them.
But I can't stay in this world for long.
I need a trustworthy agent, and your Helford family has been keeping the star array properly for hundreds of years since you obtained it.
This proves that your family is a family of trust.
Lady Baroness, you want to revive the family, and I want to do business and make money. We have needs for each other. Isn't cooperation the best option?
I just need you to work for me willingly."
"I do."
The lady did not hesitate much. She stared at him with her big, delicate eyes and said:
"Please protect Uncle Sane."
"very good."
Jiang Xia nodded with satisfaction and said:
"I'll come over to sign a contract with you next time. Don't worry, Helya. Our employee benefits are very good. Now go out and wait.
A delicate girl like you should not get close to such a dangerous place.
Sue, you protect her."
He gave Su an order, and the latter hesitated.
It was obvious that he was worried about Jiang Xia's safety. Old Jiang was now an important partner of the Black Hand Society. Once something happened to him, Rogge's career, which had just started, would collapse.
"We don't have the right weapons, and we can't take care of that big guy down there with bullets."
Jiang Xia said to Su:
"Your abilities will be weakened to the extreme. Don't worry about me. With Liu Hui and Hanhan here, I can at least escape. You go outside and be ready to activate the star array at any time.
If anything goes wrong, we'll run back."
"Um."
Su then nodded.
Last night they had retrieved the return star array from the secret room of the castle. Su still had the spirit stone in his hand, and he only needed to activate it to lead people away from this dangerous place.
Jiang Xia didn't just rush in to take risks on a whim.
He was fully prepared.
Watching the lady being sent out by Su, Jiang Xia threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out. He touched the black nail on his right hand, then walked into the room with Liu Hui and Hanhan.
Old Sarn was already busy there.
There was a fallen stone slab in front of the stairs leading to the underground hall. Even though Jiang Xia didn't know much about spirit possession, he could clearly see a combination of as many as fifteen or sixteen runes engraved on the stone slab.
What’s even more amazing is that these imprints with different functions are cleverly combined into a more complex imprint.
This opened Jiang Xia's eyes for a moment.
This should be the advanced application of spirit possession technique. Those patterns and runes are not only exquisite, but also beautifully combined. Just looking at them, there is a kind of mystical beauty.
"This is called 'The Barrier of the Ancestral Monarch'."
While using ashes to wipe out the creed of the spirit-attached array, Old Saen explained to Jiang Xia:
“It is one of the seventeen advanced magic arrays in the spirit-attaching technique system. It has a very strong suppression effect on monsters. Although the effect is simple, it is definitely the most useful range seal.
This rune array was researched by the master back then, and it was thanks to this sealing technique that the master was able to be promoted to a master witch hunter.
Unfortunately, this sealing technique was used in his own home."
Jiang Xia did not answer.
He turned on the video in his left eye prosthesis and scanned the marks on the stone slab in front of him inch by inch. Behind him, Liu Hui wagged her tail and whispered:
"Looking at the fluctuations of spiritual energy, it should be a sealing spell of the Realm of Existence. It's amazing that they can explore such an application ."
"I have n't told you what's down there because I'm afraid it'll scare you."
After the old hunter wiped the last of the spirit-binding thread, he stood up and said to the people behind him:
“When the master and I hunted witches, there was no such thing as a level one and five division.
At that time, ordinary monsters were just ordinary monsters.
Although I don't think highly of the witch hunting society's subdivision of ordinary monsters, I have to admit that this subdivision has indeed effectively reduced the casualty rate of low-level witch hunters.
But unfortunately, the ordinary level one to level five monster differentiation cannot include the things below.
It is a lord-level monster.
The reason why there are so many monster nests in this manor is because of its power. You must be prepared. It is different from all the monsters you have seen."
"Lord level?"
Jiang Xia stroked his chin and stuck a few golden talismans on his body. He said:
"Are there any more powerful guys up there?"
"have."
Old Sarn took a deep breath, grabbed the battering ram at hand, stretched his neck, and said:
“They are rare in the new colonies, but in many abandoned cities in the Old Continent, there are such monster lords. Above them, there are even more terrifying monarch-level monsters.
And that...
never mind.
You don't want to know.
be prepared!"
The old hunter swung a battering ram and struck the stone slab in front of him that had been wiped of its seal. With a crackling sound, the path to the underground hall opened up.
Liu Hui lowered her body, extended her claws, and was ready to meet the impact.
But unexpectedly, as the road opened, the various monsters that it had imagined did not rush out of the dark passage.
Instead, it's so quiet that it makes people a little creepy.
The road ahead extended underground, and it was impossible to see clearly what was in the darkness. It felt like the road to hell.
"It seems that she is still sleeping."
Old Sane grabbed his shotgun, took a breath, and without saying anything more, strode in.
"she?"
Jiang Xia noticed the changes in the words spoken by Old Sane.
So, there is a person buried underneath?
Or a woman?
