The Blade Of Devil Hunting/C17 Welcome
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C17 Welcome

"Hey." In the end, the farmers were unable to guess Shire's identity. Shire felt that he had become a mysterious person in their hearts.

"I need a set of clothes and food." Shire changed the topic, ending their endless guesses.

"Our village is in front of us."

They came to a place called Duren Village. The terrain was flat and spacious. The surrounding trees were sparse, and the grass was grayish-yellow. It was very quiet in the autumn. The trees in the garden had been cut off, and the farm was desolate.

Shire walked into the village, and the smell of chicken and cow dung filled the air. There were tall houses on both sides of the main road, and they were all made of bricks and wood. The villagers first used wooden pillars to build the framework of the houses. Then, they embedded the bricks. The horizontal and vertical wooden structures could be seen reinforcing the stone walls, forming the distinctive construction structure of the Roman architecture.

In the middle of the village was a well. A woman wearing a big blue apron and a white scarf was carrying water. When she turned around and saw these people, especially Shire, whose clothes were untidy, she screamed and threw the bucket aside. The water splashed on the ground, and she hurriedly ran away with her skirt.

"Who is it? Who is it?" Hearing the scream, a few villagers rushed out with wooden sticks.

"Someone is messing around!"

"Everyone, let's fight him to the death!"

The villager behind Shire quickly explained, "Durer! Mark, it's us!"

"Who is this guy?" They looked very vigilant. Every stranger was a new threat to the village. Outsiders always meant disaster and disaster.

"He is the savior of our village! The hero who killed the River Giant Devil!"

Villages like this were all shouting and shouting to send messages. When he shouted, half of the villagers came out to watch the show. The sound of walking could be heard. People left their homes and walked to the mud ground in the middle of the village. They looked at Shire and pointed at him. This made Shire feel very strange.

"You really killed the River Giant Devil?" An old man wearing a linen robe and with white hair rushed over.

"Yes, these people can testify." Shire pointed to the few villagers with baskets behind him.

"God sent us his savior." The old man made a sincere gesture to the sky. The other villagers also did the same, expressing their gratitude to God.

The Lawman People worshipped the ancestors and heroes of history. The God, edward, was the greatest among them. He was the first king in Roman history that could be tested. Originally, he walked the mortal world, but after his death, he was promoted to God.

"I'm a traveler, it's good to be able to help." Shire simply expressed his attitude. "If you can give me some clothes and a meal, then I wouldn't have wasted my time."

"Of course. Can I have the honor of knowing your name?" The old man said humbly, "I am Margernon of Duolun."

"Just call me Shire." Shire nodded.

Lawman People usually indicated one's origin in their self-proclamation. Shire's hometown came from a small place called Belor Village, so he should call himself Belor's Shire. It was just that Etienne had told him that as a Devil Hunter, it was taboo to reveal his information to others to avoid being used. Shire also followed his instructions.

He was brought to a house with a courtyard by Magnon. There was a square table here, and a stool was placed around it. The two big dogs kept barking at Shire. In a moment, they were afraid. They hid with their tails between their legs and did not dare to make a sound.

Did they notice the devil in my body? Animals were very sensitive to supernatural beings like devils.

"Look, there are so many mortals, so many mortals..." Gradiu sensed the villagers around him. "I have a request..."

"What?"

"Help me kill a few mortals and let me taste their souls."

"Don't even think about it" Shire refused in his heart.

"Eating humans can restore my strength, and my strength can help you."

"You promised never to go against mortals."

"Did I say that?"

The people still did not know that there was a hidden Evil Demon here that was stirring up trouble. They all whispered to each other. They excitedly discussed the matter of the River Giant Devil being killed, and the dark cloud that had troubled the village for a long time was finally dispersed. The villagers were in a good mood. The originally depressing atmosphere in Duren Village was swept away. Before Shire helped them, the village was obviously not angry.

"Come in, master." Magnon brought Shire into the house. The room was simple and simple, which made Shire feel warm. It was the style of a farmer.

There were two big rooms on the left and right. The room on the right was used for sleeping. There were four or five wool square carpet laid on the floor, and in the middle was a small brazier. There was no charcoal inside. It was obvious that because the River Giant Devil had blocked the path into the forest, these villagers had been very thrifty in using firewood these days.

The left room was used for cooking. There was a square fire kiln made of stone, and a big pot of stew was placed on top of it. The villagers did not have much to eat. The river water, vegetables, and potatoes were cooked in the pot every day. Shire was also from the countryside, so he could not be any more familiar with all of this.

The Margaryen family was better than the ordinary villagers. There was a locker and closet in the middle of the corridor. A wooden staircase led to the second floor, which was usually used to receive guests.

"If you don't mind, you can wear my son's clothes." Magnon opened the closet and took out a coarse long-sleeved shirt, linen pants, a sheepskin coat, and a pair of leather boots. Shire estimated that these clothes were worth seven or eight silver coins. Obviously, they were sincerely expressing their gratitude to Shire.

A set of clothes! Since Shire came back to life, he finally had clothes to wear.

"Your son? Where did he go?" Shire picked up the clothes.

Magnon shrugged.

"He loved reading since he was young. I said he would be a poet and a person who studied history. Or he would be responsible for reading letters to the Lord. So I sent him to West Coast, and he became even smarter. My son really has a promising future... but the more he reads, the more he doesn't want to talk to me. In the end, he didn't go home. He hasn't returned for 20 years. I can't receive any news from him, so I can only pray every day. I hope he lives well and is healthy. Lord, When he left, he was about the same age as you"

"I'm sorry."

Magnon spread his hands and faced all of this with a nonchalant attitude unique to country bumpkins. He greeted Shire and left.

Shire put on his pants, put on his clothes, put on his jacket, and tightly fastened the sheep horn button. He adjusted the gold and stone necklace, and then tied the black hunter's cloak behind him to cover his cloth bag. He still needed a belt to hang a knife. The belt from before had been destroyed, and now he could only keep the knife with him.

After he was dressed, he felt much better. He lowered his head to look at his attire. It was fitting and warm. He looked like a traveler from Luoman Village. He was no longer the naked barbarian from before. Especially now that he had a pair of shoes, he did not need to walk barefoot anymore. His feet, which had been injured over the past few days, were now protected.

In other words, he felt as if he had returned to a civilized society. This feeling made him feel at ease.

When he returned to the courtyard, he saw the villagers outside catching chickens and slaughtering pigs. Magnon took out a large iron pot from somewhere and placed it on the outdoor stone stove. A few women took the initiative to come over and boil the fire to add water. There were also people peeling vegetables and washing vegetables, pushing the handcart with potatoes over.

"What are you doing?" Shire asked.

"Master, you killed the River Giant Devil. What a good thing! We have to treat you well. " Magnon was very happy.

"That's right, that's right!"

"Aiyo, our Durun Village is famous for our hospitality and hospitality." The other villagers echoed loudly.

Hearing the affirmative answer, Shire suddenly felt very happy. Helping others and then being respected. Wasn't this what Devil Hunter should do?

"He's like a child, getting carried away by a little flattery." Gradiu commented disdainfully in his heart, but Shire was in a good mood and couldn't be bothered with it.

A few young girls stood outside the wall of the Margaryen family and leaned against the wall. They widened their eyes and looked at the traveling adventurers that were passed down through word of mouth. When they saw Shire, they were very excited. He also noticed them. The beautiful girl was young, young, and had a ruddy face. The slightly ugly girl had a big face. Her face was full of freckles. When they noticed Shire's gaze, they were so shy that they fled in panic. It made Shire feel awkward instead.

Women were a mystery to Shire. They were mysterious and had unique personalities. They were completely different from men. Their way of thinking and their way of doing things were very different. But no matter what, men craved women.

Maybe I can find them? Talking with them and getting closer to them, finally breaking through the final barrier, Shire's imagination ran wild. What did women feel like? Their faces were very tender, and their legs were very wide.

"Why didn't I notice that you're suitable to be a lecherous devil in hell" Gradiu muttered, "Could it be that your previous Morality concealed your vulgar mortal nature? Damn it, you shouldn't have held too much hope towards mortals."

"They're not bad."

" 'Very good.' " Gradiu roared, and said, "You bastard. If they took the initiative to look for you, you would pounce on them like a wild dog. He admired their enthusiasm. But if they don't take the initiative, you will be as stiff as a rock. You'll naively wait for them to take the initiative to come over and talk to you. Why? Why didn't you take the initiative to attack? Why did you rush out of the yard now? Find them! Show them your desires."

"I still have important matters to attend to" Shire tried to cover it up.

"Look, why am I always predicting the future? Because I have already figured out the pathetic minds of you mortals. You hesitate, and your mind is in chaos, women will eventually become your nightmare "

Kiss them, hug them, until they are connected to each other...

" I will take the initiative. " Shire stubbornly thought, "But not now. If I meet a beautiful girl, not only is she smart and brave, her figure is slim, and she even comes from a noble background, I will immediately chase after her. That kind of girl is worth it."

"You are the stallion that is led by your lower half. If that female mortal looks at you, I will immediately go back to hell and wait for death in front of the Chaos Kings."

Alright, Shire thought. Now, he knew a way to defeat Gradiu.

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