Chapter Forty-Eight: The Demon Race
Arthur quietly looked at the painting on the ceiling, he always felt inexplicably uncomfortable with the holy sword held by the angel, existence is meaning, and the power of this sword is obviously not inferior to EXcalibur.
A few soft knocks on the door woke him from his contemplation. "The door is unlocked, come in. The door was slowly pushed open, and Arthur looked at the woman who was gradually entering, and looked up in surprise.
The woman stood quietly not far in front of Arthur, watching through the tulle as Arthur's graceful tugging skirt bowed. "My name is Josie, Lord Baron. The room was filled with the scent of flowers, and the smell of perfume from the woman named Josie, mixed with the two, and he visibly felt a little hot and dry.
The clothes on Josie's body were full of temptation, Arthur looked at it a few times and then lowered his head, the ring on his left hand tightened tightly, a cold and piercing chill instantly suppressed any evil thoughts.
Arthur looked at the ring in his hand and sighed deeply.
He stood in front of Josie, tore off Josie's veil to reveal her beautiful face, lifted her chin lightly, and whispered in her ear, "Nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief." I don't know what you've been tasked with, but I've always felt uncomfortable, and the cup of tea, the smell of flowers in the room, and the smell of perfume on you, make me uncomfortable. ”
Josie pushed Arthur away and took two steps back. "You're all right, why.
Arthur raised his hand slightly, revealing the Ring of Theos, and before the woman could speak, he knocked Josie unconscious with a knife and stopped him in his arms. "Let's get some sleep, I've got some things to do. ”
After glancing outside the door to make sure no one noticed, Arthur locked the door behind his back, threw Josie on the bed and covered it with a quilt, pretending to be two people.
Opening the window, which was equivalent to a 5-story building, Morgan's magic significantly enhanced Arthur's considerable strength and reflexes. He had never practiced rock climbing in his previous life, and he obviously felt at ease. The two jumped to an empty room on the 3rd floor, evaded several patrolling guards, and jumped down from the 3rd floor while taking advantage of the gap, landing steadily.
He closed his eyes and sensed everything around him, there were still about 2 hours before the ball began, the preparations and personnel for the ball were very busy, the timing was just right, there were a lot of corpses buried in the castle and Dured's bottom was obviously not as simple as it seemed.
Arthur walked through the deserted back garden to the castle of independence that he had always thought of.
When he stepped on this land, goosebumps suddenly appeared on Arthur's body, as if there was a flood beast hidden inside, and his body's natural instinct made him repel it. The ability to listen to the sound of all things is obviously not very useful, after all, he is not a druid without the ability to directly drive nature, and countless flowers and plants are full of death although they grow luxuriantly, refusing to communicate with him.
"I should have brought the sword with me, but now I obviously don't have enough time to go back and get it. Arthur gritted his teeth, anyway, with the scabbard now, it shouldn't be okay.
He pushed the front door and it was locked, so he had to go around the main door and gradually climb from the side corner, a woman's voice came from a hall, Arthur stopped and slowly moved to the balcony, hiding in the side corner and squatting down, listening quietly.
"Josie chose to sacrifice herself to protect us, how can you be so ruthless. A woman said with tears in her eyes.
"She's going to die, leaving so many clothes and jewelry, can't she be buried together, isn't it good to share these things with everyone?" came the woman's somewhat mean voice inside.
"Jasmine, I'm telling you, you're the least pleasing to the Viscount here, be careful that I'll feed you next time. ”
Arthur, who was outside, frowned when he heard the word "demon", it should be the source of that powerful aura. He slowly got up from the ground and patted his buttocks, but he was not at all interested in how the woman inside would divide the spoils. But the thought that the woman lying in his room was actually one of Viscount Dured's 12 wives, Arthur smiled a little wickedly.
Likes to be cuckolded, and wears it so comfortably, Durred is really talented.
From the other side of the balcony came an empty room, opened the door and went down the stairs from the left side of the passage, the women were gathered in Josie's room to share the spoils, and there was no need to sneak around in the whole castle without anyone else.
Arthur followed the direction of his perception and came to the most obscure room on the first floor, but it was empty.
He thought for a while and touched the ground and the wall for most of the day, and with a "click", a secret door was opened, and the deep passage led to nowhere, and a cold wind hung inside, and a powerful breath penetrated the ground, piercing Arthur's sensitive nerves. He took off the torch hanging on the wall and walked in, gradually approaching the source of power.
The narrow passage didn't take long to lead to an altar-like place, with a large circular iron prison in the center, on which were inscribed special sacred incantations. Directly in front of it is a statue of a holy angel, faintly radiating light.
Arthur sat on the edge and looked at the man who was locked up below without clothes, and stayed on the huge and slender ** for a long time, compared with his hands, and did not speak.
"You're the first outsider to be here in the last 50 years, can you tell me your name?" a weak voice came out of the man's mouth, but with an inexplicable temptation. The man opened his eyes and looked up at Arthur, who looked at him as well.
Dark-brown skin, red eyes, faint fire in the pupils, a single horn on his head, and a pair of wings behind him that have been destroyed are full of holes.
"You are a demon, don't you feel ashamed to let people be locked up for so many years?" Arthur sneered, and now all his doubts were solved.
"As long as you let me out, I can give you everything you want. The man was not angry and continued.
"A third-class waste demon told me about the conditions, what value do you have that I can do for you. Arthur asked tentatively, touching his chin.
"I am the advance soldier under the Demon King, the Demon King will lead the army to sweep the Dawn Continent in a few years, as long as you let me go, I guarantee that you will be prosperous and rich in the future. ”
"How many people like you are left?" Arthur frowned, the Demon King Legion had endured a hundred years of existence, and now it was finally time to make a move.
"At first there were 50 people, but then a lot of them died, and now I don't know how many companions there are. The man shook his head.
Hearing this, Arthur was visibly relieved. The Demon King is obviously tentatively throwing some useless waste demons to the Dawn to test the water first, otherwise he would not only send 50 people, and the Demon King would not look down on the people of the Dawning Continent at all.
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Now there is still time to develop the power, even if the fight really starts in the end, there will be enough strength to protect himself at that time, the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, anyway, it can't be him who is the first to be unlucky.
Dead friends, not poor Daoists, as long as they are obscene, there will always be opportunities.
Arthur looked at the locked up demons and thought silently.