Whispering Verse

"Yes, the person who has no wishes has already realized that he is walking with the devil."

Mr. Asmon nodded and stretched his head to watch Shade and the poet each draw the first hidden card of the second round.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if recalling more details of this story:

"A person without wishes walks for a long time with the devil who makes wishes come true. Until one day, that person can no longer walk, and the long road called life has come to an end."

Shade and the poet took out the second card. Shade looked at the 6 of stars in his hand tangledly, and his trump card was the 10 of stars. After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to touch another one. The poet on the side smiled and showed the flower nine [Legend of the Brave: Bard Fletcher] in his hand, and put it next to the wine glass on the table.

"Your luck seems to be good, Mr. Shelley. So, is your hidden card the suit of a flower?"

"no."

So although the special card was drawn, the young poet did not trigger the special rule.

"The man without a wish finally fell down in an ebony bush. Then the devil came out of his soul and asked him if he was willing to use all his clothes in exchange for ten years of life."

Mr. Asmond related that Mr. Shade and Mr. Shelley both looked at him:

"This is a really good deal, a good deal."

"I think this is humiliating the person who has no desire, right?"

"The devil doesn't believe that someone has no wishes, so he proposes such a deal at this moment."

Mr. Asmon said calmly, while Shade and the poet lowered their heads and touched the third card together.

"'No, I won't trade with you,' said the man. The devil was curious and asked if he really had no wish."

On the third card, Shade was Flower 2. The three cards added up to 18 points. He immediately stopped playing because there was no need to continue betting. The young poet's third card turned out to be Sun 13. Just adding it to the second Flower 9 [Legend of the Brave: Bard Fletcher] was already a bust.

But he didn't seem to care. Instead, he was very concerned about the ending of Mr. Asmon's story.

"He actually had his own wish. When his life came to an end, just like he did many years ago, he sat on the ground and talked face to face with the devil. The man who claimed to have no wish said: 'My wish is just to use my whole life to seal you.' '"

Although Shade and the poet were surprised, they both smiled, and the long-faced man told the final ending of the story:

"He has long realized that the devil has not left him, so he will walk his whole life just to keep the devil in his soul, and also to find the farthest place to keep the devil away from those he once cared about and loved. people."

"Is this praising the courage of mankind? It's really good. The person in the story should be called a brave man!"

The poet couldn't help but sigh. He took Shade and handed him a roll of banknotes to count. Shade picked up the cards on the table and inserted them into his deck with a smile. Even if I can't find the witcher's sword today, the trip into the mountain is already worth it:

"No, Mr. Shelley, I think the story is not over yet."

Shade looked at the demonologist with the corners of his mouth raised, revealing deep marks on his waxy face:

"Mr. Asmon, I think the ending of this story is definitely not so happy."

"Yes. Will walking with the devil really end well?"

Those black eyes stared at Shade:

"The devil is laughing, because it still fulfilled this human's wish, it realized the wish of being sealed by humans for life. So, it swallowed the human soul, transformed into his appearance, and walked towards his hometown again. That is, The direction you came from."

"Tsk, tsk."

The poet Mr. Shelley couldn't help but be speechless, put the banknotes into his pocket, and then gathered his scattered cards on the table:

"I thought it would be a sweet story."

"No, how can a story about demons have a heartwarming ending?"

This should be the first thing Mr. Asmon said to the young poet. When he was stared at by those black eyes, the young poet was obviously a little frightened, but then he felt funny about his timidity.

"Yes, although Mr. Asmon is a demonologist, he is very taboo about anything related to demons."

Shade introduced.

"What about you? Mr. Watson, what is your attitude towards the legendary demon?"

So the man with a bald head and a long face asked Shade again in the dim light of the kerosene lamp. They sat next to the wall of the tavern, which had no windows because the kitchen was on the other side. The lamp oil used in the tavern was probably of poor quality, so the light was dim and unstable. But fortunately, it’s very busy here, so it doesn’t matter if the lighting is dim.

Shade smiled:

“Cherish your soul and keep away from evil spirits, that’s all.”

"Yes, cherish the soul."

Mr. Asmon nodded with his eyes closed.

The young poet was very interested in the profession of demonologist, so he pulled Mr. Asmon to ask more interesting things. It happened that Captain Rades also walked into the tavern, so Shade gathered up his playing cards, said goodbye to the two chatting people, stood up and walked towards the captain who was standing in front of the counter and looked around:

"Good afternoon, Captain."

Seeing Shade coming from the wall, Captain Rades knew that he had arrived:

"Good afternoon, Xia, ahem, Mr. Watson. Have you been waiting for me for a long time?"

The captain shook hands with Shade, then stretched his neck to look in the direction of the wall:

"Those two are your friends?"

"I arrived after twelve o'clock. I just had lunch and played a game of Rhodes with a friend I met."

"Did you win the bet?"

The captain asked with a smile, lowering his voice:

"The champion of big city players cannot lose here."

Shade put his hand into his pocket, but did not touch the deck. Instead, he gently reached out and hooked it. The nine flowers [Legend of the Brave: Bard Fletcher] that had just been assimilated by the thaumaturgy [Treasure Object] flew automatically. into his hands:

"Of course I won."

He showed the playing card to the captain, deliberately covering the card face to avoid the noisy people in front of the counter. The captain took it over in surprise and looked at it under the light of the counter:

"Legend of the Brave? Oh, I didn't expect to see this series again."

"Have you seen it before?"

Now it was Shade's turn to be curious.

"Yes, the current commander of the Red Water Camp is Brigadier General Carter, and he has a [Legend of the Brave: Swordsman Saibalon]."

The Red Water Camp has about one regiment of troops, but it is also responsible for the dispatch and arrangements of other camps in the Sikal Mountains, so officers with the rank of brigadier general are allowed to serve as camp commanders.

PS: Chapter 386 was renamed from "Demonologist" to "Demonologist and Demonic Story".