C7 Compassion

Geffany patted Shire's shoulder. She treated him like a child as usual.

"It seems like they were having a bad conversation, so I chose to stay out of it... because I expected this outcome. The Devil Hunter is a pile of loose sand. Not everyone is a strong-willed and well-trained person. If you had misunderstood the Devil Hunter in the past... What you see now can correct your understanding."

Shire stared at the direction of Dew Camp Stone. He saw Dalton angrily leaving Master Frederick and the others and walking outside with his head lowered. When he passed by Shire and Geffany, he didn't even greet them and just left.

Dalton did not like Geffany talking, but Geffany wanted to stop him.

"Hey, where are you going?" Geffany rushed in front of Dalton. She was older and more dignified, forcing Dalton to stop.

"I want to go home." Dalton repeated.

This made Shire think that he was a coward from the bottom of his heart. Every one of us abandoned everything and gathered in Twilight Forest to chase after the Bladeblade Devil, and you actually want to leave?

"Don't tell me you don't know how dangerous it is outside." Geffany advised kindly.

"It's the same here. Staying here makes my hair stand on end. I shouldn't have come here!" Dalton shouted.

"We are Devil Hunter. We need to complete our mission." Shire couldn't help but say. He had not completed his career and had given up halfway. Was there anything more unfortunate than this?

"Don't fucking teach me a lesson, idiot." Dalton reprimanded him harshly, "Do you still think you are a big deal? Geffany is a hunter, so what does a new recruit like you count as?"

Shire was scolded in front of his face, but his expression did not change. He was sure that the other party was only scolding him to vent his anger. Shire looked down on such a vulgar person and would not take these words to heart.

Seeing that Shire's expression did not change, Geffany nodded.

"I am also a Devil Hunter with you. We were in the same holy hall and made a wish to God Lorman. We have had a few good festivals and celebrated some successful hunts. Dalton, you should know that my advice is always reliable. This is the last time I suggest you - don't leave alone. " Geffany tried her best to bring Dalton back to their career.

"It's all nonsense. This place is full of nonsense. "Dalton sweated a lot. "It's daytime now. I can find the way out in one day with all my strength."

"Do you know how big and primitive Twilight Forest is? You will get lost." Geffany said.

"Don't we get lost now? We have already proved that Waren has a devil mark on him, but Frederick refused to arrest him! You... All of you can't be trusted! It was Waren who suggested we split up. You can't even see through such a simple plan. You want us to die?" Dalton shouted at the top of his voice," Get out of my way! "

Geffany avoided Dalton and let him leave in anger.

"Is Waren really a devil?" Shire looked in the direction of Dew Camp Stone.

"There is a similar rumor. It is said that Waren stared at the appearance of a devil for too long. His mind was destroyed to a certain extent, but I believe he can control himself." Geffany said in a low voice.

There is a demon among us! This thought made Shire shiver. He thought of last night when they were just one step away from Waren and they were resting together. Waren even pinched my neck. Perhaps Waren really wanted to kill me.

His brows were tightly knitted, and he was deeply worried.

Geffany let out a long sigh and brought Shire back to Dew Camp Stone. Frederick and Waren were talking about something closely, as if both of them were trying their best to control their emotions. Etienne occasionally interrupted them, but did not say too much.

"Dalton has left!" Geffany announced, "Look at you guys. Due to our wonderful teamwork, our people are getting lesser and lesser. Until now, there are only four hunters and one new recruit left."

"Are you really a devil?" Shire mustered up his courage and asked Waren. He urgently needed an answer. He hoped that someone could tell him that they were still a human team, and they were trying their best to hunt devils.

Waren revealed a terrifying smile to Shire, but he didn't answer.

"Alright, we will talk about your matter after we return to the Holy Church." Master Frederick waved his hand to stop talking about this topic. "What I want to say is that the spell I used to chase the devil has a reaction. We have finally located the location of the devil and can attack at any time."

"So, the plan has come into effect." Geffany said.

"Yes." Frederick nodded, "The devil didn't escape in time."

A series of different deductions emerged in Shire's mind. These thoughts flowed through his mind, causing him to tremble.

Wait... The blade devil did not escape. Why? Because it stopped, its movements slowed down.

Why was it so slow that it did not escape from the Devil Hunter's encirclement? Because it had encountered the Devil Hunter. Because it had to temporarily stop fighting the Devil Hunter. It had to set up a trap. It wanted to lure and kill the hunter. It had succeeded. It had indeed killed the hunter. But it also suffered a decisive failure, because it did not escape from the hunters' encirclement. It stayed for too long that we could use a tracking spell to directly capture it...

Shire's breathing became rapid.

He looked at Etienne as if asking for help. "Denver... Denver is dead because we want to delay the Blade Devil?"

Etienne nodded coldly and admitted Shire's guess.

"He was still holding a weapon when he died. He fought bravely. He was a good man, just like you said."

Shire turned to Master Frederick with fear. Frederick was our powerful leader. How could he make such a cruel decision? He should...

Frederick did not avoid Shire's gaze. Instead, he directly replied, "Child, you should know that sacrifice is also a virtue."

Shire looked at the others again. He hoped to get an answer that could make people feel at ease.

"That's right, that's right." Waren's tone was exaggerated. "In order to successfully hunt the devils, we will do whatever it takes. Aren't we just this group of people? This is the first time you've found out? The Blade Devil is also a very powerful Devil God in hell. When we catch it, how many songs will the poet write to praise our martial arts! Countless people in the future will have to thank us for our contributions. In comparison, sigh! What's the big deal about two people dying?"

Geffany looked at Shire's painful and confused eyes and comforted him," Shire, We are at a disadvantage in pursuing the devil. The hunter inheritances in other areas have spells suitable for tracking and hunting. But we don't. We can't ride horses either, you know, animals will be invaded by demons in an instant, we can only rely on humans... Depends on us hunters themselves. This battle has proved to be a success. We have delayed the Blade Demon's escape. As long as we can successfully bring it back to the Holy Church after the battle, Denver and Julius's death will not be in vain."

"Did you know from the beginning?" Shire looked back at Etienne, his master, the person who had brought him into the Hunter profession.

"Julius and the others are so unlucky." Etienne's voice was dry, as if he did not want to face his apprentice. "They are the most unsuitable group to fight with the Bladedevil. Julius's ability is limited, but Denver... Denver is much worse than you. If the Blade Devil meets the two of us... If he meets Frederick and Geffany... Waren and even Dalton... the Bladedevil wouldn't be able to kill us so easily. "

Was this luck, or was it the will of the heavens, or was it the extreme methods of the hunters? They secretly made a plan from the beginning, sacrificing the weaker ones to delay the Blade Devil. Now that I think about it, half of us might have been kept in the dark.

Thinking of this, Shire felt that it was absurd.

"Look at that look in your eyes." Waren glanced at Shire and shook his head in disdain. "What is this? Is it 'sense of justice'? Save it, it's disgusting. Frederick, use the location spell. Let's go."

" Let the hunt begin! " Frederick called out the Hunter Curse. A blue arrow flew out from his palm and flew towards the east side of the forest. The tip of the arrow had a faintly discernible thread that was connected to Frederick and his target.

The thread shook violently at first, but after a dozen seconds, it gradually stabilized.

"Now, our Gray Tree Hall Holy Church is going to become the most famous Hunter Palace in the kingdom." Frederick saw that the thread was fixed. He nodded in satisfaction, "All the other Holy Halls. West Coast Branch, green River Region, lowman... All of them have to look up to our legendary achievements. Blade Devil, a truly powerful devil. Its main symbol is sharp blades, sharp objects, and many weapons with sharp edges are also under its jurisdiction. It had a wide range of concepts and could control tens of millions of sharp weapons. The powerful devils have fallen into our net. Many adepts will also pay a large price for its power fragments."

Frederick took a deep breath.

"Let's go, Waren, Geffany, Etienne. All the hard work and sacrifices will be paid today." His fighting spirit was high, and he was ready to move.

"Shire cannot stay here alone." Etienne suddenly said, "I want to stay."

... "Up to you, old man, but I will remember it." Frederick shook his head impatiently. "You better know what you are doing."

Geffany gave Shire an apologetic look, and they quickly left.

The sky was filled with dark clouds, as if it was going to rain. Although it was daytime, visibility was not high. The air was filled with a faint humidity, and the forest swayed in the breeze. The branches collided with each other, creating a strange sound. The entire Dew Camp Stone seemed even paler and desolate in the dark clouds and autumn wind. The two stone walls that were built by the ancient people seemed to be extremely fragile. It collapsed with a single blow.

Shire saw that the others had entered the forest, and their figures had disappeared without a trace.

"Shire, why are you acting so strange?" Etienne asked, "You seem to be very scared."

"Afraid... I sympathize with him. I sympathize with Denver." In fact, Shire felt a chill run down his spine.

"Compassion." Etienne seemed to be lost in thought. "Speaking of 'sympathy', that was probably the first emotion I lost."

"Why?"

"Maybe it was because. Among all the emotions, this is the most useless one." The corner of Etienne's mouth slowly curled up. The muscles on his face twitched slightly. It was very strange.

It could be seen that the old hunter was trying to smile, but he failed.