Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Bronze Mirror of the Fallen Soul
Bang Bang –
Crisp applause rang out.
A sneer tugged at the corner of Dante's mouth.
As a high-ranking witcher who already possessed divinity, everything that happened in the entire town did not escape his supervision, and he naturally knew everything Bob had just said.
"It's a good calculation, but it's a pity that we came back alive, and werewolves can't cost us much effort. ”
Li Ang looked at him, his eyes were cold, he had just finished fighting with the werewolves, he was like a fierce general who had just come down from the battlefield, and his murderous aura was awe-inspiring.
He had already looked at this Bob Knight unpleasantly, and when he heard what he had just said, he felt the urge to screw his skull off.
A layer of cold sweat quickly oozed from Bob Knight's forehead, and an embarrassed smile forced out of his face.
Where did he think that he would be caught by the main master, and where did he think that Li Ang could have such a powerful assistant.
He said respectfully, almost flatteringly, "Congratulations to the two triumphants, I expected a mere group of werewolves, how could they be two rivals? Here is your bounty, fifty gold florins, one is not less." ”
He held the money bag in both hands, and his head was lowered into the dust.
However, this did not make Leon feel relieved, but instead felt a feeling of nausea in his throat that wanted to bubble out of his throat.
He had seen too many of this kind of two-faced, three-faced, fly-camp dog guy when he first started his business after graduating from college, but because of this, he felt extremely disgusted at this time.
Lao Tzu has run to the Middle Ages, and you still have to look at your ugly face?
Dante threw away the money bag in his hand and smiled coldly: "Bob Knight, why don't you go and look at those corpses to verify whether what we said is true or false?" You know, the corpses of werewolves will melt when they meet the sun, but don't blame me for not reminding you." ”
Bob waved his hand with a look of sincere fear: "Of course not, what you said, Mr. Dante, we naturally believe that there is no need to verify it at all." ”
"Hehe, I hope you can be as good as you speak. ”
A slightly mocking laugh sounded, and Bob Knight nodded in a cold sweat: "In the future, I will definitely strive to speak like I must sound good." ”
He lowered his head, sweat dripping down the corners of his eyes, and it was so hot that he burst into tears.
Until the attendant reminded him, "Your Excellency, the two witchers have left. ”
He straightened his waist, wiped the tears on his face, and said with a smile while wiping: "Look at what, being able to bend and stretch is the only way to gain a foothold in this cruel world!"
"Although this time we missed the opportunity, I am still the lord of Swinnia, as long as we entertain the adults from the city, we still have a chance to rise to the top. ”
He cheered up and patted the squire on the shoulder: "In the next period of time, let's take care of Swinnia to welcome the arrival of the adults." ”
......
Walking out of Bob Knight's mansion, the two walked side by side, and seeing Leon's gloomy expression, Dante smiled and said, "What, unhappy?"
"It's as simple as letting him go?"
Dante asked, "Do you want to kill him?"
Li Ang shook his head: "Although in my opinion, he planned to kill us, and there was a way to kill him, even killing him was not too much." But I don't have any murderous intent towards him, but I think that at least I have to punish him, and I can't let him have such a good time. ”
Dante nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, it seems that the demonic power has not eroded your mind." ”
He said in a relaxed tone:
"People are afraid of us and hate us, largely because our demon hunters are influenced by demonic forces and act in an extreme way. ”
He thought for a moment, and then said, "Actually, it is a very unnecessary thing to punish him, because I have seen his soul fall into darkness and the future will be rotten, and there will be no point in punishing such a person. ”
Li Ang was slightly stunned: "What do you mean?"
Dante laughed, "That means I can show you what happened to him in the future, through this bronze mirror of fallen souls—if this can relieve your anger." ”
He raised his hand, and a shard of metal glowing purple appeared.
Leon pointed at this thing in disbelief and said, "Can it predict the future?"
Dante nodded, "Hold it." ”
Leon gripped it tightly, only to feel that his consciousness suddenly flew into the sky, and the whole world was changing rapidly, and the sun and moon were rapidly rising and setting.
He saw the experience of Bob Knight overcoming all odds and taking his squire, Long Dew Blue, in an effort to transform Swinnia into a "luxurious" one.
He saw that this knight lord used various methods such as "division" and "co-optation" to oppress the Swinian townspeople who had finally escaped the wolf plague and make them work for themselves.
He saw the sick look in the hopeful and excited eyes of Bob Knight, and the pie that he painted to his squire day after day to become a knight.
At last, the Count of Caltanisseta and the rest of the nobles arrived, their attendants and carriages lined up in a long queue, and the clan emblem and banner hunted in the wind.
The knights of the freshly clad horses rode their horses proudly, stepping on the wildflowers that the Bob Knight had spread out at the entrance of the town to welcome the "grown-ups".
Dressed in his carefully polished chain mail and cleaned smock, he led the townsfolk to greet the adults.
However, the new adults walked past him with noble eyes raised, without even looking at him.
They complained about the harsh environment here, the poorly built hut built by Bob Knight was devalued by them, the poor roads, the shortage of supplies, made their living conditions drop countless times in an instant compared to in the city, and some people have begun to regret coming to such a place.
But fortunately, it is true that there is no epidemic here, which gives the nobles who cherish life a reason to endure these things.
And Bob got his wish and had the opportunity to socialize with the "grown-ups".
He wandered around the banquets held by the nobles and adults, and at the drinking parties, he talked with every nobleman very happily, which made him look red every day.
He thought that he had already entered the upper class, and as long as he had a good relationship with these people, he would become a baron, or even higher!
Soon, however, the epidemic broke out in this idyllic town.
I don't know which noble lord or their attendants, or the fleas hidden in their carriages, or the rats hiding in their grain bags, brought the disease in.
The anger instantly ignited these already dissatisfied nobles.
If they had continued to hide in their castles or mansions, they would not have been so quickly infected by the epidemic as they are now.
They couldn't find the first person to get sick, so they took out their anger on Bob, and everyone was insulting and blaming him to vent their anger.
Bob sat on the ground in despair, looking at these aristocratic men who had suddenly turned their faces, the faces that were once full of smiles were now distorted.
He chuckled suddenly, like a madman.
He felt like a circus hero, desperately trying to please the adults, desperately trying to climb up the ladder and rise to the upper world.
I don't know, no one has ever looked at him in his eyes.
Raging black flames ignited him, and in the flames, his body twisted and swelled, turning his whole body into a monster like a fat pig - it was a dwarf demon.
People fled in panic, and knights flocked to them.
Bishop de Ville, dressed in his ornate robes, shouted a prayer, and soon the golden flames burned the dwarf to ashes.
It is not a difficult task for a bishop to eliminate a weak, dwarf demon.
The people sang the praises of God's greatness, and the attendants of Bob Knight were arrested and judged, and condemned.
Sure enough, it was Bob's conspiracy. ”
"He's the hidden demon who lured us here!"
"These lords have also been bewitched by Bob, and we will arrest them all and hang them at the stake!"
In this way, the only ideal country in Sicily free of epidemic was destroyed.
.......
"I'm done. ”
Li Ang suddenly came back to his senses, and he nodded a little embarrassed.
If he didn't have extraordinary abilities, I'm afraid he would also be involved with these disgusting nobles, right?
He subconsciously asked, "Mr. Dante, can I ......"
"No, you can't. ”
Li Ang was stunned: "How do you know what I want to ask?"
"I guess I want to test what happens to someone close to you or what happens to you. ”
He stretched out his hands and said helplessly:
"Unfortunately, no. ”
"The Bronze Mirror of Fallen Souls is my own name, derived from the remains of the Skull-Crushing Greatsword of Titodios, Lord Nasrezm and an abyssal maharaja, and it reflects the future of Fallen Souls, but only Fallen Souls. ”
"I tested you on the first meeting with you, and your soul is healthy, and if it were a fallen soul, I wouldn't have promised to lead you down the path of a witcher. ”
Leon asked, "What is a fallen soul?"
Dante chuckled and said, "All souls that deserve to go to hell, all souls that have a high probability of being transformed into demons, in short, those who can be reflected in the future by the mirror of fallen souls, will soon become demons." ”
Leon felt a little incredulous: "Ordinary people can also transform into demons?"
Dante was silent for a moment and said, "There are demons living in everyone's heart, and someone will choose to release them after all. ”