The Demon Hunter

"Another way?"

"I have seen your efforts during this time." Ansel said, "You are a good boy."

"There's a 'but', right?"

"Yes, but... you are not suitable for fighting, and you will lose your life in the face of those vicious and vicious guys, and you must know that although I am your 'nanny', it does not mean that I am really Will be like a nanny, protecting you anytime and anywhere."

"Actually, you don't need to explain this, just tell me what the other path is."

"You are a very lovable and beautiful boy, Cologne." Ansel's expression was obviously embarrassed.

"..." Cologne's mind spun this sentence three times before he understood its meaning. He stood up, "You should be lucky, I'm not suitable for fighting, Ansel."

"Pastor Mary has taught you some of the morals of this world very well, but I have to say that things directly are not what they seem on the surface." Ansel sighed, he gave up the embarrassment just now, On the contrary, he acted very... justice? "I admit that what I proposed for you is indeed not a righteous path, but it will allow you to spend your life safely and even comfortably, instead of being bitten by the undead somewhere, or swallowed by demons. "

"You are all for my own good?" Ke Luoyin felt that he was about to vomit blood because of anger, "Then you also have a handsome face, why didn't you choose this easy path yourself?"

"..." Ansel looked at Cologne, like a child throwing a tantrum, "I will take you to hunt a hellhound, I hope you are still alive after we kill that beast, and I also hope You can change your mind then."

Ansel left, and Cologne lay on the bed, sulking against the wall.

Lance was sitting on another bed, maintaining his long sword. Looking at Cologne's stiff shoulders, he asked suspiciously, "I thought 'lovable' and 'beautiful' should be compliments."

Cologne turned around abruptly, his blue eyes seemed to be burning with two clusters of flames, and even Lance was taken aback: "That is indeed a compliment, but it should not be used on a man, especially What's more, the hidden meaning behind these adjectives is to let me sell my ass!"

"I thought... humans don't eat intelligent creatures."

"Those who want to buy it don't need to eat it. No, it's still eaten, but it's not the kind of food you think."

"Don't you need to eat it with your mouth?"

Lance's puzzled face finally made Cologne couldn't help laughing—is it really true that a child's innocence is the best medicine for a bad mood? "Lance, it's really not eating with your mouth, it's... Forget it, you will understand one day."

"?? Won't you tell me tenderly?"

"I don't want to feel guilty for dyeing a piece of white paper black, or you can ask Ansel, that guy is obliged to teach you."

"Okay, I'll ask him." Lance happily accepted Cologne's proposal, and ran to find Ansel.

There was only Coloin left in the room again, and the anger that was temporarily extinguished by someone's innocence rose again, but soon, the anger turned into irritability and worry.He even inadvertently curled himself up on the bed, because he was always afraid, afraid of pain, afraid of death, and also afraid... the self just now—when Ansel proposed that, he was feeling disgusted and angry At the same time, isn't there a trace of wavering?

No, he was sure he had, he wavered.

Because Ansel's proposal can indeed keep him alive, and as for what he has to pay, he is not the first to do it. Whether it is the earth or this place, many people have sold their bodies for various purposes, " To live" is perhaps the nobler of all purposes.

After all, he was just an ordinary otaku. Although he was barely considered a technical geek, he couldn't find any knowledge that could be used in this world—not to mention making glass and brewing wine. The feudal forces are more powerful. Any mage or warrior can kill Cologne and take away the fruits of his struggle. There may even be some powerful figure who will take his soul out of his cavity and squeeze out the rest bit by bit. Those recipes and stuff.

After he came to this world, he didn't have a rich and powerful father, a beautiful mother, and he didn't bring gold fingers or anything like that. All he had was this body and this damn pretty face!

The whole mind was in a mess like a mess, but Cologne still fell asleep, unknowingly.The next morning, it was Lance who woke him up from the bed, and Coloin rarely overslept.When he got up, he felt his eyes were sore and swollen, his cheeks were tight, and there were water stains on the pillow. He told himself that those were all caused by his own saliva, even though he knew it was obviously a self-deception.

Fortunately, Lance and Ansel were very quiet this morning, until they arrived at the post station with their salutes on their backs, waiting for the public carriage.

"Coloin, I know what it means to want to eat someone's ass." Lance said, sitting next to Coloin on his backpack.

"Huh?" Ke Luoyin was stunned for a moment, thinking about his misfortune yesterday, so he became a little more energetic, "What do you mean?"

"An insult, isn't it? Worse than I'm going to kick your ass."

"Ansel... told you personally?"

"No, he made me say that to a big guy, and then we fought and nearly tore down the first floor of the hotel—Ansel said it was a warm-up."

Cologne glanced at Ansel, he was obviously eavesdropping, because when Cologne turned his gaze away, the guy pretended to cough and covered his mouth with his hand, obviously trying to cover up the smile on his face .

The atmosphere surrounding the three people is still good. Under normal circumstances, Cologne might laugh, and then make a little fun of Ansel.But when he saw Ansel, he was in no good mood. He turned his head sullenly, and together with Lance, who was always sullen, looked at the stones on the ground and waited for the stagecoach.

In the end, Cologne finally figured it out at the second stop before reaching his destination.With what little money he had he bought a decent dagger, which he hid in his boot, not for the monsters, but for himself.When necessary - about to be ripped alive by a monster or something - he would stab it into his own heart.

This choice was not made out of self-esteem or morality. Cologne simply felt that his life was not worth paying so much for him.He has no friends, no lover, no family, and he has no sense of identity with those so-called fellows, even Lance, he is alive, but only alive, he did not commit suicide, just because he is not strong enough to fight That primal survival instinct.

And if he is asked to let another man or woman — someone he doesn’t know at all, who may have bad breath or body odor, or even a sadist — lie on top of him, or let him lie on top of him... forget it , demons and undead are more amiable.And when facing them, he should also have the courage to commit suicide.

"It's just a puppy, we can handle it easily, relax." Outside a dense forest, Ansel said to Coloin and Lance, "Coloin, the last chance, if you give up, you can Follow the guide back."

"If I'm slowing down, you can leave me behind even if I call for help." Cologne said, and what was a little strange was that maybe he was really going to die, but instead he calmed down, very calm.And this was the first time Cologne and Ansel had a conversation these days.

Then, the three of them walked in together, and the local guide left behind them at the fastest speed.

In the forest, there were no dangerous creatures to cause trouble for them before the demons. In fact, all the animals here had run away. Since entering here, they hadn't seen a bird or even a mouse, only occasionally some Small insects crawled out from under the dark stone cracks.

"There's something wrong here." Ansel said, it was noon, and they were taking a short rest, "If the Cerberus is not found tomorrow morning, we will leave."

"Why?" It was Lance who asked, but when he heard the word "escape", he frowned.

"Beasts are more sensitive than humans. They will avoid the breath of demons. However, a single-headed hellhound will not let all the animals in the forest run away." Caution and bravery are the instincts that all hunters must have. Only Ansel is alone, so he will definitely take the risk to find the real reason for "something wrong", but with two cubs?forget it.

Next, they searched for traces of hellhounds more cautiously. Ansel found traces of flames in some places, and there was still a sulfur smell around them. Low-level purgatory creatures—such as hellhounds—could not To hide the smell that proves where they come from.

"We're pretty close to it," Ansel said, but he didn't seem too pleased about it.Next, Ansel stood at the front, Cologne was in the middle with his luggage on his back, almost everyone's, and finally Lance. They walked towards the direction of Cerberus more carefully than before.