Chapter 256: The Devil's Trail

What do people do when they wake up in the middle of the night?

Looking for a bucket of urine for a hearty pour, or pouring a glass of water down your somewhat parched throat? Or walking out to the balcony and gazing up at the starry night sky and contemplating the meaning of life and self?

Barrett didn't know. He never sleeps at night, except when he needs to change shifts.

The young man, who got up at midnight, inexplicably walked to the other bedroom, and Barrett followed closely behind. He first climbed back to the roof like a gecko, repositioned the bound demonic rope, and then descended down the rope again, silently descending out of the window of the other bedroom.

The heavy curtains in the second bedroom are more tightly blocked, and the left and right sides are carefully tucked so that there is no gap.

Barrett, who couldn't see what was going on inside, could only quietly put his side face and ears against the cold window, relying on his keen perception to eavesdrop on the sounds in the room.

He used to do things like this all the time. In a dirty inn in Garano, and in a room in a place of pleasure. It's just that what he overheard at first was heavy gasps and sensual love words, and now, what he overheard was a long list of magic spells of unknown use......

Yes, spells!

Even though Barrett was a barbarian adventurer who knew nothing about magic, he could hear the harsh, subdued chants that were probably some kind of magic spell.

He had heard some familiar mages use it, such as the young mage Krees, the wandering mage Old Will, the master alchemist Ian, and so on. Although the rhythm and tone of the incantation are different every time he hears them, the special rhythm and strange feeling that it brings to people make the barbarian remember it vividly.

Could that young man be a mage?" Barrett thought of this possibility, and secretly became vigilant in his heart.

The sound of the incantation lasted for a long time, and the young man finally roared almost with all his might. The muffled voice was soaked with exhaustion and trembling. Just when Barrett thought that the guy in the room was likely to fail, the sound of the spell suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterward, the barbarian noticed that the space inside the room seemed to tremble slightly, a bit like what he felt when he went to Deathstroke Town to open the light curtain, but the tremor at the moment was too subtle, and the barbarian didn't know if it was his unconscious delusion.

At this moment, a shrill voice suddenly sounded from inside the room, "Alas, every time I see the way you summon me out of strength, it makes me feel that it is really a great shame to be your summoner. ”

"Be quiet, you idiot, do you want the whole town to know?" the young man's voice was implicit with anger, "I am your master, and you must always remember that!"

"Well, I have to say, you think too highly of yourself. "You're just a magic apprentice who hasn't been promoted several times, and if it weren't for the 'blasphemous horn' in your hand, you wouldn't have been able to summon me, the envoy of the Devil Duke Alothe, Kusnok!"

Is there really a devil in it? Barrett didn't know anything about this evil creature, and he only hoped that the pot of cactus water he drank would work as old Phil said.

"Magic apprentice, you know, I've signed a new contract with Duke Aloser based on the remnants of that contract, so my current state is only temporary!" said the young man proudly, "When I abandon this human body and be reborn as a purgatory, you will never dare to talk to me like this again!

"I doubt that this day will ever come. The shrill voice said nonchalantly, "You must know that the Duke of Aloser has left you with enough benefits in the contract to make you, a human whose soul is already crippled and worthless, have the privilege of being transformed into a purgatory creature." In terms of the Duke's personality, this is very rare. But you've been working on this simple plan for almost a year, and you haven't even completed the first step, let alone the follow-up. ”

"Simple? Are you kidding?" the young man shouted, then lowered his voice again, "Do you think it's easy to do this kind of thing under the nose of the Magic Guild? I tell you, even if the lords of the Nine Helllands come, they won't be able to do it!"

"Because this is the main material plane, it is up to you, a human, to do it. "It's a pity that you're just a magic apprentice, and if you're a full-fledged mage, you'll already have the help of me to pretty much the plan." ”

"If I were a full-fledged mage, I wouldn't have signed that contract at all!" the young man gasped, "and I don't want to be a purgatory. ”

Barrett felt that the devil named 'Kusnok' seemed to be deliberately stimulating the young man, rather than constantly inducing him with whispers, as the folk tale says.

"It's a pity you're not. The shrill voice said again contemptuously, "Moreover, there are many kinds of creatures in purgatory. Whether you are strong or not is born again depends on the completion of the plan. Even if it is a deep hell purgatory, he must firmly seize the opportunity to prove himself in order to get the possibility of promotion. Remember, Duke Alothar doesn't like to wait, and even less like to lose. ”

The young man fell silent and did not speak for a long time.

"Alright, let's end this boring conversation and get down to business. The shrill voice said, "You summoned me out, did you run out of hellland again?" ”

Barrett heard a muffled sound of a package falling to the ground, followed by several more.

"There's also the blood of dragons and demons and a few others. The shrill voice said, "Don't make a mistake when you bury it, and be sure to hide it with a magic circle." You'll need to speed things up, a simple circle will take three or four months to draw, so it's no wonder you've not been promoted to a full-fledged mage. The devil continued to sarcastic......

At this time, Barritt was listening carefully outside the window, while secretly thinking about a question in his heart - what should I do with the devil with unknown strength and a magic apprentice?

It's to break in and kill the devil directly, and then take the magic apprentice and get the stolen goods. Or would you wait until dawn to inform the guards in the town, or would you go back to the city-state of Muya to inform the Magic Society?

"No one else in town can be trusted. Old Phil's words rang in Barrett's ears at the right time. Moreover, it is too far to return to Muya, even if there is a Nightmare Beast mount, it will take two days at the earliest.

In this world, there are older adventurers and brave adventurers, but adventurers who are both old and bold are extremely rare. Although Barrett is a brute, his personality is not reckless. Many times, though, he doesn't have any other choice.

He sighed silently, and explained himself in his heart, "It is enough for me to live to half the age of old Phil, at least I won't lie in bed full of injuries and diseases and wait for death......"

The night still goes on.

Dark clouds swept by, revealing the crescent moon briefly. Crescent Moon set her eyes on Barritt and watched curiously at his next move.

The brute held the weapon in his hand and kicked the window with his feet, allowing himself to leap high. He covered his head with his left hand, and as he fell, he smashed the glass of the window with the resonant tomahawk of his right hand before plunging headlong into it.

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