People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 97 Demon Hunter Milestones
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Two shrill screams ran through the entire alley.

The ugly evil spirit suspended in mid-air, and the dry skin covering his withered cheeks, slowly pulled out a ferocious smile.

Fear is the sweetest food for evil spirits.

This kind of evil spirit that often dies due to premarital violence and entrenches near the place of death is full of hatred and resentment towards the living.

"no, do not want!"

"Go away, beast!"

The two patrol soldiers screamed loudly, and they waved the weapons in their hands indiscriminately, but ordinary iron weapons just passed through the body of the evil spirit, and they couldn't even make a wave.

Seeing it, the evil spirit's ferocious long tongue had already reached in front of the two of them.

"It's noisy."

A somewhat impatient voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of their hearts.

Looking up, on the eaves opposite, sitting a girl in a white dress with two white legs dangling.

She pointed to her ear: "Call again, and I'll get rid of you as well."

"It's strange, but it's the first time I've seen an evil spirit with such a strong fire in its body that appeared at noon. Is it a specialty of this world?"

"It's really interesting."

She whispered words that the two of them could not understand at all.

The demon spirit of the day, who was about to attack the two of them, stared at the beautiful face of the girl in front of him.

On its face, jealousy and resentment are intertwined into a more ferocious face - if I was so beautiful back then, wouldn't I have met such an ending?

It is even possible for me to become a maid in a noble house, to be favored by my master instead of being played by a villain.

Black liquid gushed out from its eye sockets, and it almost immediately gave up the ingredients that had been brought to its mouth, and rushed towards the girl.

Scott shouted: "Miss, run, it's an evil spirit!"

John yelled: "Idiot, leave her alone, run!"

He got up from the ground, moved his legs that were numb due to fear, and ran out desperately.

The girl crossed her legs and swayed: "Heh, you are quite kind. In the past, I might have granted you the status of a blood slave serving the royal court, but not now."

A pillar of fire spewed out from the mouth of the day demon spirit.

Looking carefully, it was the long tongue in the mouth of the day demon spirit, and the sharp barbs were lingering with dark flames.

"It's disgusting."

The smile on Fringilla's face stopped abruptly.

In the flames, there was a stench like rotten flesh.

There was a disgusted expression on her face: "It smells really disgusting, don't stain my new clothes, adults bought them for me!"

boom--

Tongues pierced walls and eaves.

The figure of the girl has long since disappeared.

The demon spirit in the daytime was a little puzzled. It had never been exposed to any supernatural power before it was alive. How could it know that a person who looks like an ordinary girl actually has such a special ability.

"I'm right behind you, idiot."

During the day, the demon spirit suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

Unlike when she was watching from Lothar's side, Fringilla's eyes were filled with blood that could not be melted in the fighting state, and at the corners of her mouth, two delicate fangs pierced her somewhat pale lips.

A pair of winding red magic horns protruded, and a thin layer of blood mist filled the alley.

"We need to get rid of you as soon as possible, and go back to the adults."

She was suspended in mid-air, opened her hand, and a bloodshot bone spur pierced through her palm like a sharp long sword.

Between the bone spurs and the wriggling of flesh and blood, there was a strange sound that made the scalp tingle.

During the day, the demon spirit uttered a scream full of fear and anger, and suddenly rushed towards Flynn.

But she didn't dodge it, she just swung the bone spurs lightly.

The next moment, bloody light filled the alley.

Wait until the light fades away.

During the day, the demon spirit's body solidified inch by inch, turning gray-white like a stone statue.

Then it collapsed into countless pieces.

Platform at the top of the castle.

From here, you can overlook the entire city of Montreal, the narrow and winding alleys, Earl Renard's favorite residence, churches and street shrines.

Brothels and bathhouses, gardens and fountains.
And the parched, yellowish land, and a tributary of the Jordan River whose flow has plummeted in the dry season.

Ser Humphrey, in his murex purple cloak, rested his hands on the rough rock at the edge of the platform.

Behind him, the white-haired old servant asked with some doubts: "Sir Humphrey, isn't it inappropriate for us to neglect that Baron Lothar so much?"

Humphrey sneered and said, "This attitude is the most appropriate to treat him. After fighting with the group of Saracens cavalry, they lost both sides, and they have lost their fighting power in a short time."

"He's no longer useful to us."

The servant hesitated and said, "Also, during this period of time in the city, people are dying every day. It is said that it is haunted. Don't you need to remind Baron Lothar?"

"No, it's best for him to die. According to the usual practice, after his death, I should temporarily command the army under his command. It is indeed an elite army and should not be left in the hands of such an upstart little baron."

Sir Humphrey stood facing the sun, his eyes narrowed slightly due to the blinding glare. The sun was so bright that even his fine hair was clearly visible, but there was an obvious layer of shadow.

"Fort Kale, why hasn't it been breached yet? Saladin, you really let me down."

The servant behind him immediately lowered his head and reminded: "My lord, how can you say such words?"

Humphrey smiled and said: "Let's talk about it. Anyway, there are only you and me here. My stupid and reckless stepfather didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup he gave my mother, and he still doesn't want to give me a piece of land. What if God will add another brother and sister to me, what's wrong with me expecting him to die?"

The servant remained silent for a while, and said after a while: "After all, Madam is also there."

"Okay, you step back, and keep an eye on this Baron Lothar and his knights at all times, and don't let them make trouble. By the way, remember to collect an extra 'Saladin tax', which is to meet the reception prepared by the crusaders who came down."

"Flynn?"

Lothar came in a hurry.

Fringila turned her head, the scarlet in her eyes quickly faded and turned into a piece of clarity.

The winding red magic horn disappeared, and she quickly grabbed the somewhat messy long white hair, and then cried out in a crying voice: "My lord, I am here."

Seeing that Fringila was unharmed, Lothar let out a sigh of relief: "It's fine, why did you come here?"

"I just want to share your worries."

Fringila threw herself into Lothar's arms, rubbed the non-existent teardrops on Lothar's shoulders, peeked out her head furtively, looked at Prajna behind Lothar, and made a grimace.

Lothar was a little surprised. He patted Flynn on the back: "Thanks to you this time, the milestone of a demon hunter needs to hunt monsters, but unfortunately, this kind of daytime demon spirits don't seem to be included in it."

"My lord, I just went through a big battle, and you don't even care about me?"

Losa touched her head perfunctorily: "I care, of course I care, but isn't it nothing?"

After the previous battle, he raised both Flynn and Prajna to level [-]. Compared with before, his strength has been greatly improved. Lothar doesn't think that a single evil spirit can pose much threat to Flynn.

The reason why I came here in a hurry was just in case.

Banruo suddenly said: "Maybe it's not that the daytime demon spirit is not counted among them, but that it's not dead yet?"

She raised the black ghost-face shield in her hand, and the ghost-face relief on it suddenly became vivid. She took a deep breath, showed an intoxicated expression, and then suddenly opened her mouth wide.

Between the white gravels on the ground, a translucent female phantom was quickly pulled out and flew towards the mouth of the grimace relief.

The ghost face relief chewed on the spirit body, making a scalp-numbing creaking sound.

At the same time, the system's notification sounded: "You have completed the milestone, demon hunter, and you have received a special card drawing reward."

(End of this chapter)