Endless Debt

In the year 1244 of the Rhine calendar, the oath city Opos.

Boluogo sat on the roadside with a cigarette in his mouth and an expressionless face.

"Adele, I'm almost done with your revenge."

He murmured to himself and threw the burning cigarette butt forward. It fell and bounced up, bringing up sparks and disappearing into the river flowing by the road.

The river is rushing, starting from one end of the field of vision and quickly disappearing into the other end of the night.

There are many such rivers in Opos, and their main trunk is a large river that meanders along Opos. That big river is called the Rhine.

It flows through various countries, and it is said that its source is in the deepest part of the Rhine League. It is a pity that Bologg has never been to such a far place in his life, and he does not know if he will have the opportunity to verify all this.

After staring at the mountains-like buildings in the distance for a while, he lowered his head and glanced at his still glowing palms, or blood vessels.

In the sickly pale palm, cyan light flashed from time to time. The light came from the blood vessels in the flesh and blood, like an electrified circuit, bursting out a bright trajectory.

As a debtor, Bologo actually has some similarities with the devil. For example, a corner of his soul is missing, exposing a hole like an abyss.

The void will make people hungry, twisted, and transformed into monstrous demons, forcing demons to thirst for other people's souls and driving debtors to redeem their own souls.

This was something that had bothered Borrogo when he was in the dark cell. Whenever he felt hungry, it felt really bad.

It's like... it's like a tiny black hole appears inside the body, spinning and swallowing. It greedily bites everything around it, swallowing bones, flesh and blood, and everything in it. Matter squeezes and collapses against each other. , and finally stuffed into the tiny hole, dripping with blood.

After physical pain, comes mental torture. You will feel thirsty, hungry, sleepy, exhausted and other negative emotions. You try to satisfy yourself, try to drink, eat, sleep, but unfortunately, the hole will always be empty. If you are not satisfied, the only thing that can relieve it and fill it up is the soul.

Mania, that's what people in prison call the symptoms of empty restlessness.

Whenever mania attacks, Bologo is tortured until he wants to chew on the wall. After he is released from prison, he is worried about the outbreak of mania. But when Bologo kills the first demon, he discovers abnormal.

Cyan light spots.

All demons killed by Boluogo will have cyan light spots overflowing from their bodies after death. He tried to trick his enemies several times during the battle, and finally concluded that only he could see such abnormal light spots.

At first, Boluogo didn't know what this thing was, so he regarded it as a vision caused by the activation of his "gift", but soon he noticed that he had not been tortured by mania for a long time...

After asking Jeffrey for relevant knowledge, Bologo deduced the nature of these cyan light spots.

Scraps of soul.

By slaying demons, Bologo can devour the crumbs of souls from their remains.

He didn't know where this ability came from, so he had to attribute it to the ability that came with it when he made a blood contract with the devil.

Compared with his "gift", Boluogo is more satisfied with this ability. Every time he cuts down a demon, the fragments of the soul will be integrated into the body to fill the gap in the soul, calming the hole and delaying mania. of the outbreak.

Just like a satiated evil ghost, Boluogo will feel a great sense of satisfaction after "eating". Boluogo even doubts that if he kills enough demons, will one day be able to completely close the gap? Fill it up and make your soul whole again.

But that kind of thing is still a bit too far away. Killing the devil for a year is just to get rid of the torture of mania.

But as long as you live long enough and chop enough... maybe, maybe it's not impossible.

The night wind was a bit cold, so I wrapped myself in my clothes involuntarily, but my clothes were in tatters and had burnt holes everywhere.

Looking back, the church was in flames. Bologg looked at the charred ruins and thought about whether to get closer to the fire to keep warm, but when he saw the people surrounding the street, he gave it up.

The church collapsed in flames, with demons buried within.

It was quite a poetic scene, but Boluogo had a headache. He could already think of what his boss said to him, "I'm just hunting a demon, there's no need to set the whole church on fire" and other complaints.

But there is nothing that can be done about it. Every time Bologo is too involved in "work", he will forget the surrounding environment.

"What bad luck."

Boluogo whispered that he was an unlucky man, and he had maintained his unlucky status quo since he came to this world.

"It's been so long since I came to this world."

Thinking of this, Boluogo remembered what he looked like before he came to this city, or in other words, his previous life...at least he thought that was his previous life.

Unlike time travel, Boluogo is more like being reborn in this world.

With the memories of his previous life, he was born into this world, in an ordinary person's home.

At first, Boluogo was so panicked, but faced with the absolute reality, there was no way to resist, so he could only accept it calmly, so he survived in such an ordinary way.

Boluogo had a very good plan for his life. He would first grow up safely, become familiar with the world, and then collect relevant information - he did not feel that his arrival in this world was an accident.

Yes, Boluogo always felt that this was not an accident. There must be some reason why he came to this world, but he didn't know it yet.

The plan was good, but the reality was very harsh. Before Bologo could pursue any ideals in life, he realized one thing.

Boluogo's family in this world is not rich, just an ordinary family. The family does not have enough funds to support Boluogo to go to college and have a deeper understanding of the world.

So when Bologo came of age, he had to run around for food, rice, oil and salt. By mistake, he joined the army and became a soldier. By coincidence, he made a deal with the devil, received a "gift" and became a so-called debtor.

At first, Boluogo was happy that he had gained extraordinary power and was finally able to understand the world more deeply. However, the joy did not last for a few days before he was arrested as a debtor.

In this world, everything related to the devil is strictly guarded. According to the boss, those who can be killed will be killed, and those who cannot be killed will be locked up.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, Bologo belongs to the category that cannot be killed.

"Bologo Lazarus!"

The shouts brought Boluogo back to reality. He slowly stood up and looked at the man who was waving towards him under the firelight.

"Yo! Jeffrey."

Borogo responded casually.

Jeffrey Kaja, the person currently responsible for docking Bologo, the nominal boss. He always wears a shabby black coat and a black hat. He is middle-aged and fat, with a slightly bulging belly.

He gave people a very gentle feeling. Bologo once said that if Jeffrey became a grandfather, his children would definitely like him very much, but this kind appearance is being replaced by rising anger.

The distance between the two gradually shortened and they faced each other.

Jeffrey took deep breaths repeatedly, trying to stabilize his emotions, and the sound was forced out from between his teeth.

"Why... why did it become like this again?" He raised his hands with a look of grief and indignation, pointing at the burning church, "Wow! Such a big church! That's all!"

"Who knows, maybe the priest got lost at the last moment and decided to repent in the fire?"

Boluogo cheerfully tried to shirk responsibility.

The piercing siren sounded, and after a brief commotion, fire engines arrived to control the fire.

Jeffrey stared at Boluogo. This gaze lasted for a long time, and finally ended with him sighing helplessly.

"Sigh... you debtors are indeed a troublesome bunch."

He looked at Boluogo's ragged appearance, took off his coat, and handed it to Boluogo.

"But wasn't I very efficient? Not a single demon on the list was missed, and there were no innocent casualties."

Boluogo took the coat and put it on skillfully, as if this kind of trouble had happened many times.

Jeffrey paused for a few seconds, the cold wind scratching his face. He sighed helplessly again, stood next to Boluogo, and looked at the burning church together.

The firelight filled Jeffrey's vision. Thinking of the demon who had died in the church, even he had to admire that Bologo was strong enough.

Demons are a group of greedy monsters, and hunting demons has become an extremely dangerous job. Deaths are commonplace.

But Boluogo is different. He doesn't need the cooperation of his teammates or any assistance. He doesn't need to worry about casualties... As long as he is sent there alone, he can solve all problems perfectly. However, after each action, some property will be attached. damage.

Of course, compared to life and death, such damage to property is completely within the tolerance range.

"I have to say, Boluogo, you might be a genius," Jeffrey murmured to himself, "a genius for dealing with these troublesome things."

"He's an expert."

Bologo corrected him.

"Yes, expert." Jeffrey echoed Boluogo's words. He hesitated and continued.

"This weekend, your observation period will end."

Hearing this, Boluogo was silent for a second or two, "Well, I know."

"This will determine whether you continue to stay or be sent back to the dark cells." Jeffrey said.

"Do you think I will stay or be sent back?" Boluogo looked at Jeffrey.

"I don't know. It's not entirely up to me to decide." He shook his head.

"Oh, your 'boss', huh?"

"yes."

The conversation between the two fell into silence, and Bologo thought.

devil.

People still don’t know enough about the existence of evil and treachery, so they can only try to beware of its influence as much as possible. Therefore, whether they are debtors or demons, all existences related to the devil will be subject to the relevant departments once they are exposed. severe crackdown.

In their words, the law only targets human beings. Human beings who have made a deal with the devil are no longer regarded as human beings... Therefore, as a debtor, Boluogo has no human rights at all. For him, the trial of life imprisonment is , can be regarded as a judge’s mercy.

It stands to reason that he should stay in a dark prison until his death...if Bologo can die naturally.

Until a year ago, he was released. It was said that "those people" were preparing to select a group of elites from the imprisoned debtors to serve them and deal with all supernatural events related to the devil.

It is the so-called meritorious service, the prisoner army.

Compared with ordinary people, debtors are undoubtedly much better. They carry powerful "gifts" with them. Although there is a possibility of further degenerating into demons, such benefits are worth the risk.

Therefore, Borogo Lazarus was selected a year ago and became one of them, starting a one-year internship period. The day after tomorrow will be the end of his internship, which will determine whether he is officially hired. He was sent back to prison to continue serving his sentence.

"One year has passed so quickly."

Burlogo muttered.

"Yes, we have actually been working together for a year." Jeffrey was also surprised.

"Boluogo, I actually want to ask something. Is it convenient?"

"you say."

Jeffrey thought for a moment and asked.

"If you were hired, became one of us, and were free, what would you do?"

Boluogo said directly without hesitation.

"Finish this case, kill all these damn demons, and retrieve Adele's soul."

The expected answer, Jeffrey asked again.

"What if you don't get hired and are thrown back into prison?"

The atmosphere froze for a few seconds, which was the worst possible outcome.

"Then I can only hope that you can help me and beg your 'boss' to let me retrieve Adele's soul before locking me back."

Although he said this, Boluogo still had some other thoughts in his heart.

Maybe he has been in the dark jail for long enough, and he is somewhat used to that kind of life, but getting used to it doesn't mean he can accept it, not to mention that Boluogo still has things to do, and in the dark jail, he can do everything. Less than.

He cannot be sent back.

"It's natural," Jeffrey said. "I know how it feels to have your revenge interrupted. It's so frustrating. The thought of you having to stay in the dark cell for so long...it's going to make you sick."

Jeffrey patted him on the shoulder, expressing his understanding of Boluogo's revenge.

"Of course, the main thing is that Mrs. Adele Doveland's cookies are delicious. If it's just such a wish, I will help you if you don't tell me."

Jeffrey looked at the fire that was gradually being controlled, his eyes were red, and he murmured.

"A good person like her didn't deserve to die like this."

The two remembered Adele, and after a while, Jeffrey asked curiously.

"So, if you are hired, kill all those demons, and recover Adele's soul, is there anything else you want to do?"

What do you want to do?

Boluogo looked at the sky. He was stopped for a moment by the question. After thinking for a long time, his hand moved involuntarily to the position of his heart, feeling the faint vibration coming from underneath.

"Redeeming...my missing soul."

His words were firm.