Soul echo

Chapter 174
Sitting behind the table, Laritue, who was smoking silently with his back to the sunset, suddenly raised his head and looked at his protector, "What's the sound?"

There were no candles lit in the room, and the only light came from behind, from the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window.

This ray of light could not illuminate the whole room at all, so shadows came from all directions, imprisoning Laritue in place.

The Transcendent who protected Laritue listened attentively, frowning slightly, "It seems to be... arguing?"

This room is located on the west side of the castle, and you can see the beautiful and quiet Lake Lemonus when you turn around, but it is also far away from the city, and you cannot hear the noise on that side.

Laritue's protector is not very hard of hearing, even if his dynamic vision can catch the flea, he can use a needle to return it to its original position while the flea is jumping, and it will not hurt it, but he can't help it Hear what's going on in the vestibule.

Hearing this word, Laritue's eyelids twitched, and inexplicable irritability appeared in his heart.

This emotion made him feel as if something was gently scratching his heart. There was obviously no pain or itching, but it was always touching his nerves and making his scalp numb.

After meditating for a moment with a cigarette in his mouth, Laritue suddenly picked up a pen and paper and began to write.

— At this distance, can the witcher hear our conversation?
Seeing that line of text, the Transcendent nodded without any hesitation.

All extraordinary people are monsters beyond the scope of ordinary people's cognition. Their powerful souls drive their bodies and can do many extraordinary things.

For Laritue, there is no difference between these guys and wild beasts wandering in the wilderness. They are all monsters beyond his imagination. A layer of human skin looks better.

The Transcendent walked to the table, took the pen and paper from Laruitue, and wrote: If the facts are as he said, as long as he pays attention to that side, he can not only talk, but also observe our every move arrive.

Seeing this line of text, Laritue suddenly shuddered and looked up to scan the entire room.

At that moment just now, it seemed that there were eyes watching him from all directions, every shadow, every invisible corner seemed to hide an eye.

— This feeling sucks!

The young man who was in a bad mood opened the drawer and took out the exquisite sandalwood handle revolver.

He opened the magazine and glanced at it, and saw that six bullets were neatly arranged in it.

Even if nothing happens, you must prepare for the worst, just in case.

Time passed slowly, and candles were lit in the room.

The dim light filled the room, but the shadows still existed.

It was painful to wait, even though Laritue knew there was nothing they could find.

As a nobleman, during the search by Zhong Ye and the others, Laritue could still be brought food to him. This was his right, and no one could deprive him of it until he was found out.

Because of Zhong Ye's intrusion, the cook had no time to prepare dinner, so Laruitue only had some simple bread, vegetables and fruits tonight.

Laritue didn't blame them, he let the trembling servant back down, then put the knife and fork aside, broke the soft and warm white bread with his hands, put it into his mouth as the flesh and blood of the witcher, chewed, Biting, incapable of venting anger.

Soon, Laritue discovered this, silently swallowed the food in his mouth, and discarded the rest on the dinner plate.

It's disgusting, how could I have such an idea!

He took a quick breath, waved his hand, and let the bodyguard who looked at him in surprise continue to eat.

Immediately, a loud noise suddenly appeared!
boom--

Even though they were separated by three floors, the shock still reached Laritue.

Hearing the screams and flustered movement from below, he hurriedly grabbed the revolver. Although he didn't aim it at the door, he was also wary of the tattered door that could no longer provide any protection.

Did they find the underground chamber?
The young man frowned slightly, but it soon relaxed again.

Even if the secret room is discovered, it will be fine, there is only a little girl in it, and there is nothing extra.

And with just a little girl, they couldn't convict him.

He knows exactly what the priests of the God of Commerce Church are like.

They are just as philistine as merchants, with the same preoccupation, short-sightedness, and weakness. They are almost indistinguishable from merchants except that they have the status of a priest.

As the lord of Montreux, even if he is found to be related to the 'human trafficking' business, he will not have any trouble - the weakness of the clergy of the God of Commerce Church is his confidence!
The young man sat behind the table and waited silently, while his protector understood what had happened and speeded up his eating.

blah blah-

The footsteps sounded from far to near, from small to large, as if drumsticks were beating on the heart, aggravating Laritue's heartbeat.

Then, the door was pushed open!

Zhong Ye's figure appeared outside the door, and the light of the candle flame shot out from the room, passed through his body outline, and cast a huge and hideous shadow on the corridor.

Laritue's breath stagnated, then he gritted his teeth suddenly, clenched his pistol tightly, and resumed his breathing.

The young man leaned against the back of the chair, raised his chin slightly, and asked with a sneer, "Mr. Demon Hunter, have you found anything?"

"Yes, a secret room and a little girl were found."

Zhong Ye wanted to walk to the table, but was stopped by Laritue's protector.

Glancing at the Transcendent, the corners of his mouth curled up in disdain, and he sneered: "Larutoue, that little girl is the sacrifice you chose, right?"

"It's none of my business, it was done by my father, he has some bad habits." The young man shrugged his shoulders and brushed himself off, "As for the 'sacrifice', I don't know what you're talking about What."

"Don't pretend to be stupid." Zhong Ye shook his head and smiled, "I have already found the blasphemous aura you imprinted on that little girl."

Laritue grabbed the pistol subconsciously, but soon, he found that he seemed to have fallen into this guy's trap again.

Apart from Zhong Ye, Priest Langston and his apprentice followed him to this room. If nothing else happened, the others had already been controlled.

"You just... seemed a little nervous?"

The young man raised his head, looked over the protector's shoulder, and saw Zhong Ye's half-smile face, his lips were slightly pursed, "Of course you will be nervous if you are regarded as a heretic!"

"Is it because of being seen through?"

With that said, Zhong Ye opened his waist pocket and took out a bottle from it.

He pushed away the Transcendent standing in front of him, and waved the bottle in front of Laritue, "Do you know what's inside?"

"What is it?" Laritue narrowed his eyes.

Zhong Ye grinned, "The secret formula of the demon hunter - spit the truth elixir!"

These lunatics!

Laritue's pupils dilated, and he kicked the wooden table suddenly, causing himself to fall backwards.

However, Zhong Ye reacted before he made any movements. With the other hand supporting the wooden table, he turned over.

The young man raised his pistol with a ferocious face, and Zhong Ye kicked him across the wall, kicking him towards the wall.

Boom!
His body hit the wall heavily, and Laritue's eyes bulged, and he felt his bones and muscles screaming.

His protector also reacted at this time, a cold light flashed suddenly, the sudden wind blew out the candle flame, and under the bright moonlight, the blade collided with the blade and twisted together.

The Transcendent's eyes widened in an instant, unimaginable power was rushing along the blade, he couldn't even react, and the wrist bone of the sword-wielding hand was disconnected from the arm bone.

boom!
After a gunshot, the Transcendent's eyes froze, and he was quickly defeated. Immediately afterwards, the dead body fell down.

Zhong Ye took a deep breath with a solemn expression, and turned to look at Laruitue.

The young man sat slumped on the ground, a bullet shot from the jaw pierced through his entire head, the powerful kinetic energy directly smashed the brain into pieces, and white, red, and yellow liquid sprayed out from the hole on the head, splashing Filled the wall behind.

The severe pain distorted his face, but under the distortion, he could vaguely see a ferocious smile.

As if to say——

You got nothing, I won!

"...fuck it!"

Looking at the corpse, Zhong Ye couldn't help but clenched the handle of the straight knife tightly, cursing in a low voice.

Lilian stood aside, and this absurd scene came into view, making her feel inexplicably absurd and suffocated.

Obviously all of this is false, but how could she...

Feel disgusted?

(End of this chapter)