"Bobby, help me check if the necromancers can cast the kind of spells that are dedicated to expelling evil, and the spells and effects look divine."

"Holy? Necromancer? Ellen, what are you thinking? That's simply not possible. ”

"Probably not at all?"

"Wait, I'll check the information."

……

It was still noon that day, and the atmosphere in the bar was very eerie.

Several hunters, who had been pulled by the proprietress Ellen to help, stood vigilantly with guns, surrounding or surrounding the open space in the center of the bar.

There, Charles looked helpless with his hands tied to his chair, and his wrists were tightened by rough ropes, which made him very uncomfortable.

The sound of the phone not far away made him think of a sentence - people's hearts are not ancient.

"Modern people are really not as good as they were in the Middle Ages......"

He rolled his eyes secretly.

Originally, I thought that after revealing my hand, these people would naturally understand their "true identity", but the effect may be too strong, not only did they not relax their hostility, but they became more vigilant one by one, looking at that appearance, as if they were facing some kind of flood beast.

"Charles, I believe you are innocent, you just need to be reconfirmed."

A reassuring word came from not far away, and he turned his head to see Joe, who had curly blond hair, standing behind the bar and looking at him with a little sympathy.

Opposite Joe, the two Winchesters leaned against the bar, they looked down and whispered something to each other, looking at Charles with strange eyes from time to time.

Soon after, when the two ended their conversation, Sam leaned in and whispered, "Charles, can you burn the demon?" ”

"Demons?" Charles tied to the chair raised an eyebrow, and then replied truthfully, "I haven't seen a demon, so I'm not sure." ”

"But maybe there's a chance?" The other party's voice was full of anticipation.

"Not sure." Charles repeated.

Charles knew why he was asking this.

The brothers are currently tracking down a demon, but the demon cannot be killed by normal means, only with special weapons. The Winchester brothers had a pistol that could kill the Father Killer, but now it was "missing".

So they're a little dazed at the moment.

Without weapons, even if they found the demon, they would not be able to actually kill each other, but could only banish it back to hell, but it was clear that the two brothers were not willing to do so.

So after seeing Charles' abilities, they naturally thought of this.

But Charles doesn't dare to promise anything.

Probably knowing that it would be superfluous to ask any further, Sam sighed and returned to the bar, not asking further, but the way he, or he and his brother, looked at Charles differently.

Previously, they only thought that the young man who was unfortunate enough to be involved in the supernatural incident was a "little friend" who needed to be protected, but now, this seems to have become a savior who fell from the sky.

Of course, the word savior needs to be put in quotation marks, and it is not yet known whether it will work, but they have a new hope than before.

However, the premise of all this is that Charles can clear his suspicions, otherwise the savior can only become an enemy. But compared to the boss lady, the brothers who went on missions with Charles felt that he should not be that kind of person.

"The most important thing now is the location of the demon." Dean in front of the bar was vaguely speaking, holding a can of beer in his hand, and his expression looked very gloomy.

"I hope Arthur will find out as soon as possible."

……

They listened to the conversation between the brothers, and after a while, the proprietress Ellen finished the phone call, and then walked up to Charles, her tone a little more relaxed than before, but still serious.

"An expert suggested that we try another monster, and if it is true that it can purify all evil forces, as you say, then we believe that you are innocent."

Hearing this, Charles was speechless.

"So before that, I could only be tied up like this by you?"

"It won't take long." The other party replied. After that, she couldn't help but say, "Don't blame us for doubting you, Charles, Gordon won't talk about this for now. Arthur didn't have any record of you at all in the information he had previously found. ”

She was obviously talking about the information Charr had provided about her location in China, to which Charles shrugged: "If you hunters are you, you will tell others about your family situation?" ”

"That is, you also work as a hunter in China?"

"Almost.".

"Why are you hiding your identity?" The proprietress asked again, and these words made the people around her pay attention.

"I don't know you well, who knows what you do, and as soon as I stepped through this door, I was pointed at so many guns." Charles replied.

"And when you came, what happened to those electrical anomalies?"

"I really don't know about this." Charles told the truth.

He suspected that it might be because of traveling through the world, but he didn't know exactly what it was.

"Okay, one last question." The proprietress took a deep breath and asked, "How did you do that?" ”

"What?"

"That special ignition, and the re-release of the ghost seal? Don't quibble, Joe told me before. ”

Hearing this, Charles looked at Joe on the side, and he was not surprised by this. Then they opened their mouths and were about to answer, but the Winchester brothers on the side interrupted them at the same time.

"Seal and release?"

"Wait, wait, that ghost you let go?"

The voices of the two of them talking together seemed rather jumbled, to which Charles could only nod.

"I'll just tell you why that ghost appeared out of nowhere...... Dean snapped, but Sam asked a more practical question.

"So you were there at the time? I mean in the dungeon? ”

"That's right, otherwise why do you think the salt ring will close automatically?"

"The rat ......"

"What mouse?" Charles pretended to be stupid.

……

These people in front of them have many problems, methods, seals, and life experiences.

Charles's answer was half-truthed.

So it didn't take long for his current background to become a demon hunter from outside the ocean, with a strange bloodline and special means of sealing demons and exorcisms, and in a wild expedition, he ran here inexplicably.

It's a temporary mess of the current situation. However, in order to be untied, you still need to kill another monster to prove it.

Charles had no problem with that, because it was a matter of effort.

It's just that he's still muttering a little.

"It doesn't seem convenient to be with these people."

After the silence around him, he began to think.

Despite the decision to go head-on, there is also a way to do this.

His goal is to make the world real, but at the moment, it seems that it is simply wishful thinking to "plot against others" on other people's territory.

Or rather, don't think about it for the time being.

"So now the main thing is not to focus on these people, but to improve the strength."

The "malfunction" of the shuttle door has not moved, and it has been more than half a month, and he is not hopeful for the time being.

At the moment, the only thing that can increase his strength level is to learn all the spells he should learn.

"Then it's time to prepare another stepping stone."

He was secretly sure of his thoughts.

The necromancer's stepping stone is actually not that demanding, and the first piece of Charles is just to keep improving, in fact, if he wanted to at the time, the head-scratching ghost is probably about the same.

The necromancer's first stepping stone is low-requirement, but it is important because it is a matter of talent after "employment".

Only the first piece can give him special talents, and the rest can only make him improve his life level.

So now the Shire don't have that little to choose from.

"It's just that this is not something that ordinary monsters can satisfy, and the shuttle door is invalid, can I enter that special promotion space again?"

These are all questions to consider. But it has to be taken one step at a time.

"Learn all the spells first, and then find the stepping stone target, during which you will figure out the angels and demons of this world, or high-level combat power."

"And before that......"

He turned to look at the proprietress and the Winchester brothers.

A large part of his methods are very evil, which is obviously not something that these modern Mi people can easily accept, so it is a bit inappropriate to mix with them at the moment.

After all, after a long time, he will always show his feet, and he can't let go.

"But where can you go?" Charles had a bit of a headache.

……

The hunters were still relatively efficient, and the next morning, they caught a vampire.

The results speak for themselves.

Under the raging flames, the faces of the vigilant hunters around finally softened.

This was followed by a series of apologies.

In the face of a special being like the Charles, it is naturally better to make friends than to become enemies.

At the very least, if you encounter a monster that can't be killed, you can also find him to see if you can burn it - the Winchester brothers have the idea to fight at the moment.

So the charr suddenly became very popular at the moment, and just as the atmosphere inside the bar was strong, the door was suddenly pushed open. People turned their heads to see a middle-aged white man in a peaked cap.

Behind him is the figure of a hunter watching the wind outside. The hunter shrugged his shoulders in the face of many eyes, while the middle-aged man in the cap stared at the fire in the bar a little stunned, and did not speak for a moment.

"Max, who is he?" Dean, who was closer, couldn't help but ask.

They are currently doing some secret things, so naturally it is impossible for people to come in at will, so someone has gone out to stand guard before.

The hunter named Max pointed to the cap and said succinctly, "He wants to ask for help." ”

Hearing him mention himself, the middle-aged man in the cap immediately reacted, and then he looked at Dean who spoke first, and just opened his mouth to say something, but then suddenly let out a miserable scream, and his footsteps were even more busy retreating one after another, and finally slammed into the refrigerator at the door: "Help, help!" It's so scary, it scares me to death! ”

"Horror? Seeing this, Dean unconsciously touched his cheek, a little puzzled.

Fortunately, the proprietress Ellen walked up, and after calling the person to the chair in front of the bar, she poured him a glass of wine, and the middle-aged white man with a panicked face calmed down a little.

Then, he drank the wine in his glass and said nervously, "I was introduced here to find help." ”

"What kind of help?" The hostess asked.

"I ...... I ......"

"Don't lie, since you're here, you should know what we're up for."

Hearing this, the peaked hat gritted his teeth and nodded, "Ten years ago, I made a deal with a beautiful girl at a crossroads. ”

"I asked in exchange for a talent in architectural design, and she gave me ten years."

"Now, she, they're here to collect the debt......" His words were accompanied by a cry, as if desperate.

Hearing this, the proprietress Ellen raised her eyebrows.

"Debt collection? Who is it? ”

"It's a demon!"