Chapter 1864

"The middle-aged man knew that he shouldn't have any connection with anyone, but the location here was remote, so he had to choose to send the girl back to her hometown. He was determined not to have any involvement with the girl, and deliberately kept his distance along the way. The noble girl saw the man's indifference. Fortunately, although there were no servants around her, there was still a cat and a dog to accompany her.

They walked through a long road together, the middle-aged man silently accompanied the girl, solving one enemy after another. The relationship between the two, under the reflection of the campfire night after night, under the coldness of fallen leaves and drifting snow, in the barking of dogs and the meowing of cats, finally produced a wonderful change. It's just that neither of them said their thoughts, and they returned to the noble girl's hometown like this."

"I'm already waiting for another tragedy. Who died this time? How did they die? What kind of role did the demon play?"

Xia De asked, spreading three cards on the table:

"Flower 7, Moon 7, Sun 3, 17 points, not taking risks this time. I stop."

"Actually, you should take risks."

Mr. Xiao En Asmon displayed his Moon 4, Sun 12 and Flower 2, which is 18 points.

Xia De shook his head and started the last round of the card game:

"Continue the story, I hope I guessed the ending wrong."

"The middle-aged man who looked after the demon alone, and the noble girl both hid their intentions. They didn't say their feelings until they finally separated. A long time later, in another season of falling leaves, I, who should have continued to travel backwards, returned to that city. As for the reason for returning..."

"Or, this story just wants to explain that in fact, the viciousness of the human heart and the evil of the demon are not very different?"

The two chatted for these two sentences, and the rain seemed to be smaller. So Mr. Xiao En Xia De stood up and picked up the umbrella standing on the side. Asmon also stood up to see him off:

He threw this 1-ore coin up, let it fall on the back of his hand, and covered it with the other hand. In this process, his eyes kept staring at Asmon on the other side of the candle:

"I knew it, the tragedy is coming."

"Although the negotiations ended temporarily, the assassination of the princess and the duchess is definitely not the end of the conflict. Even in this rainy night, I can still smell the smell of gunpowder."

"There is still a possibility."

The three cards of the two were displayed on the table, and Mr. Xiao En Xia De took out a coin and prepared to throw it. However, before that, he first made a conclusion for the story:

"That's right, as long as the story is interesting, it's enough. As for what can be learned, it's not important."

The sallow-faced woman grinned and waved her hand:

Mr. Xiao En Xia De took away the hand covering the coin and looked down:

"Mr. Xia De, you said you wanted to go see that Devil's Island? I think you should have no chance. Now the relationship between the two countries is subtle. My friends in the army said that Delarion is trying to station troops on the central island, seizing the favorable position on the waterway. Although Delarion has not been blocked yet, people like us are afraid that we can't easily penetrate that water area."

Xia De knew that the adjectives used by the scholar across from him might not be very appropriate, but as long as the other party's spirit was still normal, it would be fine.

The demon scholar said, Xia De looked at him with some surprise:

The rain was getting heavier. Neither of them had any intention of leaving now, so they chatted a few more words across the candle:

"Is there anything interesting in Delarion City? To be honest, I have been here for a while, but what I heard are urban legend stories like 'endless alleys', 'space-confused intersections', 'doors connecting nearby'."

Bang~ A black umbrella opened, and he walked into the rain holding his notebook like this. Not walking in a straight line, but swaying left and right like he was drunk. At the same time, Asmon heard his whistling sound again.

"Mr. Watson, I am just a storyteller. As for how to understand the story, that is not my responsibility."

"However, Mr. Watson, I would not suggest you try your luck either. More and more people know about this now. Those people gathered on the shore trying to salvage 'treasure' have already started to have conflicts. Delarion people and Karsenrick people, locals and outsiders, city people and country people, nearby citizens and slum poor, believers and heretics, men and women... The treasure that appeared in this rainy spring is simply a trap induced by demons to cause chaos."

The woman across the candle didn't say it.

He shook his head and didn't answer the question. He handed Sun 11 【Sad Opera · The Wedding at Lehman Manor】 to Asmon, and Xia De also took out his wallet and gave him the agreed 40 pounds.

"But this smell is really charming."

Saying that, his left hand's five fingers relaxed into a claw shape and raised to his face, and he really sniffed it gently:

Asmon nodded:

The demon scholar shook his fingers:

He shook his fingers:

"The middle-aged man who learned the truth, with the help of cats and dogs, killed the lord's family, and through a deal, asked for the girl's soul from that unknown great existence, and sent her to where she should go after death. The middle-aged man continued his journey, and his long life would witness many, many stories with this original demon. It's just that this time he had companions. The cat and dog that possessed wisdom were willing to replace the master who failed to express his intentions and accompany him through that life."

The scholar wearing a robe clipped these banknotes into his notebook:

"As for the good and evil of the human heart, that is a problem for sociologists and psychologists. This is just the story I know. I tell it to you, and you can get pleasure from it, which is not a waste of our chatting in the rain tonight."

The rain falling from the second-floor terrace of the flower shop really formed a curtain, and the sound of splashing made this night have no other noise.

He looked towards the dark river direction in the night rain. The lights had not appeared yet, and the boat that came to pick him up should still be on the way.

Asmon said, and the demon scholar pointed his pale fingers in the candlelight towards the Duin River across the street:

He put down the third card, and then flipped over the first card. Sun 1, Flower 12, Star 7, total 20 points.

He also turned to look at the continuous rain curtain. This rain is afraid it will last for a long time:

"I guess front."

"A mirror embedded with gems, I sold it to a pawn shop, plus the Luo De cards I just sold to you, the expenses for the next trip are enough."

Asmon didn't care much about the city:

"It doesn't matter, in this ancient city, there are still many stories waiting for me to understand, and there are many people waiting to consult me about the stories of these strange ancient demons. It's also good not to go to that island. You know, although I study their legends and stories, I have always hated being really contaminated with things related to them."

"There have been rumors in the past two days that treasure has appeared in the river. Whether it is the City of Blast Furnace downstream or the City of Glass upstream, some people have encountered similar things. But those who pursued the treasure towards the source of the river have not returned."

"Did you pick it up? Gems? Gold and silver jewelry? Or gold cups and silver cups?"

Asmon said, took a look after drawing the card, and continued to touch the third card.

"Of course, behind us, the city that lost its protection fell into a raging fire and a long-lasting plague. But this has nothing to do with our story. After all, in the era long, long ago when the story happened, such things were really common."

"So, let us look forward to the next chance encounter together. Goodbye, Mr. Watson."

"Always meeting you in different cities, I am really looking forward to where I will meet you next time, and what kind of new surprises the demon story will bring me then."

"Guessed wrong, it seems I lost to you again."

The demon scholar who told the story also put down all his hand cards, Moon 5, Star 10, Sun 11 【Sad Opera · The Wedding at Lehman Manor】.

"That's really... you continue."

Asmon "tsk~" a sound, looking at his hand cards:

Asmon certainly remembers, after all, the first time he saw this scholar in Cold Water Port, the other party was because of this reason that he was willing to sell me the Moon 9 【Demon · Soul Stealer Bishop】.

The demon scholar said softly:

"He didn't find the young girl, and the people in the city couldn't say where she went. So, he found the cat and dog that accompanied us all the way, followed the rules he set for himself, used the power of the demon, and gave the cat and dog wisdom, spirituality, and power. The cat and dog then told the middle-aged man the final ending of their former master: in the second month of returning home, she was offered to some unknown existence by the lord through burning at the stake."

He has a very distinctive way of speaking, and this slow feeling is quite charming:

Xiao En Asmon shook his head again:

"This story is very interesting. Your past stories all have a very large connection with that terrifying demon. Even if it doesn't appear, it will affect the direction of the story in other ways. But I noticed that this time the demon was only borrowed power. Even if it didn't exist in the middle-aged man's story, it would still be established... So, this story appeared under the guidance of that demon?"

Even in the splashing rain, the sound was quite penetrating. This seems to be a country folk song from somewhere, not like Delarion, nor like Karsenrick. It's just that, although the tune is very normal, the whistling sound that is getting further and further away sounds a bit strange and gloomy in the rain.

"I have also heard other guests mention this in the hotel where I live... It is said to be an ancient tomb further downstream, which collapsed in the heavy rain, causing the funerary objects to flow out. But even if it is true, how much possibility is there to really pick up treasure?"

PS: The picture in this chapter is "The Departing Traveler and the Cat and Dog".

The picture shows the cat, the dog, and the traveler leaving in the sunset. If you see them in a destroyed city, you have seen the wrong version of the story.