The Divine Hunter Chapter 12: Satisfy all your wishes
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Countless black butterflies formed a pair of huge wings behind the man. The wings flapped twice quickly. He rose into the air, tiptoed over the window sill, and then stepped on the invisible stairs in the air, step by step. It landed on the bedroom floor, revealing itself before the witcher's eyes.
He is neither tall nor strong, and his facial features are extremely mediocre. Apart from his pair of pupils that are so black that no trace of white can be found, he has no other characteristics.
The dress is also very popular.
The upper part of the body is an old yellow gauze jacket, and the lower part is blue tights. Two shoulder bags are crossed in the chest to form a cross, hanging on the left and right waists respectively. They are bulging and bulging. I don’t know what they are filled with. The black deerskin short boots under his feet were old, the toe was slightly deformed, and there was a circle of yellow mud on the edge of the shoe.
Only from the appearance, he is no different from a wandering businessman, dusty and unkempt, placed in the crowd, like a drop of water blending into the sea, inconspicuous.
But when his eyes swept across Roy's skin, the latter immediately felt the sharp pain of a steel needle. At the same time, it seemed as if all his clothes had been stripped away, and he could no longer hide any secrets in his heart.
The witcher bit the tip of his tongue gently, and the slightly fishy taste of blood brought him back to reality. Then, like a feline with explosive hair, he bent his spine, tensed his limbs, dug his toes into the ground, and his temples kept beating.
……
"A beautiful afternoon is the best time for old friends to reunite after a long absence." Gunter O'Dimm crossed his arms over his chest, leaned against the window comfortably, and said hello.
His voice has a unique accent and rhythm, sonorous and ups and downs, as if he is reciting ancient poetry, full of tension.
But the witcher clearly saw a fleeting look of philistinism and shrewdness on his face, like an experienced businessman ready to solicit business.
"Who is your Excellency? Do we know each other?" Roy pretended to know nothing about him. He became even more wary and took a step back unconsciously.
At the same time, there was still some curiosity in his eyes. This curiosity was definitely not fake. He could hardly observe useful information from the other party.
This mysterious man is shrouded in the mist of the abyss.
Gunt Odim
Age:? (Insufficient perception)
Gender:?
Identity: Mirror Master, Glass Boy (a businessman who wanders around and sells mirrors)
? (Need to obtain more information to unlock hidden identity)
Attribute:?
Skills:?
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"Man, you can call me O'Dimm, Gunter O'Dimm, or Mirror Master...relax, I don't mean any harm, just want to have a friendly exchange with you."
The man spread his hands, and the smile on his face became gentler, "As for you thinking I'm unfamiliar, that's not right. Let me remind you...at the Edsberg Herbal Shop, the White Orchard Tavern...and not long ago. We have all met in the Chicken Coop Tavern before... In total, I have also made a lot of 'little efforts' for your journey."
Roy frowned and recalled for a moment, then his scalp became numb.
Sure enough, the ominous premonition he had in the White Orchard was not groundless. Although Gunter O'Dimm did not show up immediately at that time, he had been observing secretly.
What makes him even more chilling is that he has never noticed any abnormality from beginning to end, his perception seems to be malfunctioning, and a very small part of his key memories seem to be sealed by an invisible force and become blurred.
As a result, he was kept in the dark for a long time.
"Mirror Master, what is your purpose of following me?"
"No, no, the word tracking seems too unfriendly..." the man whispered softly, "it should be called inspection. As a fastidious businessman, I need to carefully select customers."
"Customer?"
"You can understand that the vast majority of people, such as these three, are just grains of sand in the hourglass of time, a weed in the lush vegetation, lacking the value of being noticed."
"But you are very unique...a stowaway, your thoughts are covered with a veil, you have unique abilities, and you are smart enough!" Mirror Master paused.
"As early as Edsberg, I noticed that all the people who died under your hands lost their souls. This ability was further verified in Baibai Orchard... But how did you do it without signing a contract? ?"
The man closed the five fingers of his right hand, his dark pupils shrank into a slit, and every muscle on his face was cheering and encouraging, "Crazy soul, desperate soul, pious soul...mysterious soul, why don't you come with me on the road and witness A miraculous journey?"
The man suddenly moved his nose and took a deep breath towards Roy. At that moment, he was like a cat smelling fish or a hungry man facing delicious food, with intoxication on his face and eyes in his eyes. There was a flash of deeply hidden greed.
It's so chilling!
……
Roy's face was as sinking as water.
Soul-depriving, stowaway?
Gunt O'Dimm directly revealed his biggest secret in one sentence.
A feeling of extreme discomfort arose spontaneously.
"So what?" Roy thought, "He showed up to explain instead of taking things without telling me. There must be some restrictions."
"You also took away my token," Mirror Master looked around at the witcher, opened his arms behind him, and took a deep breath. "That familiar smell...burnt to ashes, I know it too!"
"Token? What the hell?"
"A book..." the man said bluntly, "The book you took away from the Amavit Castle is called "The Book of Bones" by humans. It belongs to another regular customer, Jennifer Villiers. Goods..."
"But you took it, threw it into the fire, ruined a perfect deal. Let Sir Virileth take Jennifer away."
"The little cutie has lived a good and prosperous life. He will no longer be easily troubled by disease and hunger. He will probably live for a long time." He sighed and paced, "And I will lose a lot, and it will take more time to get rewarded. Delay it for decades."
"But there are always good and bad sides to everything. Your reckless behavior last time..." Master Mirror changed his tone and said with some relief, "Let me make up my mind to terminate the inspection early and officially develop a high-quality customer. As Compensation for a deal-breaker."
The index finger of his left hand gently tapped the demon hunter opposite him in mid-air.
Roy shrugged and sighed, "If I return the property to its original owner, can you leave immediately, Mirror Master?"
"Witcher, if everything in the world were as simple as you think," the man refused, "then all the war and pain would cease to exist."
"Can you let them go first? This kind of occasion is not suitable for business discussions. Let's move to another place." Roy turned his head and glanced at the three people around him. They still had no breathing or heartbeat, and were in an extremely strange state.
He couldn't help but worry that if this state continued for too long, it would cause irreparable damage to his body. He was especially afraid that the Mirror Master would suddenly take out a spoon.
"Don't worry, this is just a little trick to keep them quiet temporarily," Mirror Master crossed his arms and shook his head, "When we finish negotiating the terms, things will naturally return to normal."
Is time standing still a trick?
Roy didn't know whether to smile bitterly or be afraid. The abilities that the other party used freely were so powerful that he could not imagine. If he wanted to deal with him, it would probably be easier than strangling an ant.
But he didn't take action, either because he wanted it for himself, or because he was bound by some kind of rules.
Thinking of this, Roy's tense body suddenly relaxed.
"Don't rush the transaction...Mirror Master, can you answer me a question? Obviously, you are not an ordinary businessman..." Roy looked directly into the other person's dark pupils and guessed, "You are also definitely not an ordinary spell caster. Your ability is much more powerful than that of a warlock... What kind of life do you belong to? A demon from another world, or a god?"
This problem has troubled him for a long time.
When I was still living in another world, I had a backlog in my heart.
Although according to various secret legends and research documents, Gunter O'Dimm is a contract demon who has transformed into thousands of people, traveling through infinite worlds, making contracts, and harvesting souls.
But the witcher always feels that it is not that simple.
The various abilities it exhibits are beyond the rules of the world, and the "demon" in the records cannot be compared to it at all.
Although he is still bound by the rules of the contract, there is no doubt that he is more advanced than most beings, just like a **** in the game world.
Gunter O'Dimm nodded slightly, obviously admiring the witcher's relaxed posture, "Man, strong curiosity is the ladder of progress... but I can't give you the answer unless it is a formal transaction... Do you agree? Shall I draft a contract now?"
"Not willing? It doesn't matter. The gods or demons described in folk tales have nothing to do with me. You only need to remember my identity as a businessman..." Mirror Master said seriously, "Trading is everything to me, more important than life... Although a long life doesn’t mean much to me.”
"But you are right, I am not an ordinary businessman," Mirror Master said "humbly", "I have a little bit more special ability, of course I will not abuse it, I usually use it to ensure that transactions go smoothly. . Such as the current situation."
"The range of goods I can provide is wider, not only regular tangible goods, but also intangible, difficult to describe in words, and all kinds of strange goods. Gunter Odim will provide every customer with Tailor-made to meet their strongest wishes."
"For example, this little guy..." Gunter O'Dimm moved his nose again and glanced at the young man sleeping on the bed, but it was different from his greed when facing the demon hunter. His expression was mixed at this time. With the joy of an upcoming harvest. "Look, what a pure soul. Unfortunately, he was bruised and bruised by his indulgent and shameless mother. So I let him fall into a sweet dream as he wished to escape this painful reality until——"
"Free from the **** of the body."
"That's it..."
Mirror Master is the culprit of Arian's troubles.
"But why did you take away his belongings? To create suspicion?"
"Haha, wouldn't it be interesting to watch a group of "great detectives", warlocks, witch doctors, and bounty hunters looking for clues in a daze?" The man laughed heartily, "But there are so many idiots that they didn't notice me. The reminder I left failed to live up to my expectations, until you became a little smarter for once."
Roy asked,
"What about the reward? What did Arian promise you, please do it?"
"Soul, the only currency I accept is soul...According to the contract, I will take Arian's soul after his death to embark on an interesting journey." Gunter O'Dimm flicked his wrist flexibly, and then Miraculously, a golden parchment book was pulled out of the air, covered with obscure words like tadpoles.
Roy took a closer look and saw that the Mirror Master took back the parchment neatly.
"You signed a contract with an eleven-year-old boy. Are you sure you didn't deceive him or cheat him in the contract?" The demon hunter deliberately made a suspicious gesture.
"No one can violate the spirit of the contract, including me." Gunter O'Dimm slightly raised his unshaven chin and said calmly, "All my actions comply with the provisions of the contract: help this child realize his wish, and then Get paid. Absolutely fair and just, I will wait patiently for him near the bedroom until he takes his last breath. He still has enough time to 'enjoy' it in his dreams."
"No, you don't understand what I mean, Odim," said the witcher, "a simple hypnosis is not worth his soul at all!"
"Everyone has different perceptions and values," Mirror Master said **** for tat. "Arian, a young man full of justice and abiding by knightly virtues, suddenly discovered the scandal of his relatives and his worldview collapsed! Even so, he Not willing to hurt others, but to redeem myself, find a place to heal quietly without being disturbed, a wonderful dreamland. He could ask for more from me, but he doesn’t, that’s all.”
"As for you, Roy," Odim quietly took a step closer to the witcher and said in a very bewitching tone, "If you think that a wish cannot be equivalent to your soul, then I can To fulfill your two wishes, or even three wishes... it doesn’t matter if you write them all into the contract."
"Imagine, I can give you a sword that can cut iron like clay, endless wine, a horse as fast as the wind...infinite wealth, immortality, and even..." Odim paused, "Rejuvenation The power of the Snake School..."
"Sorry, Odim, I'm really not interested in using my soul as a bargaining chip..." Roy looked directly into Mirror Master's dark pupils and shook his head firmly, "I always believe that what I strive for with my own ability truly belongs to me. ."
"Man, recognize the reality..." O'Dimm's voice became gloomy, "Ever since you took and burned my "Book of Bones", you have broken into my transaction, and it is impossible to get out of it. ”
"If you don't want to sign a contract today, it doesn't matter. I will keep an eye on you. One day you will ask me for something... But when the time comes, you will be in a different place, so you can't make demands at will."
"Of course there is another situation..." Odim's eyes suddenly glanced at the bald man behind Roy, stroking the light stubble on his chin, looking up and down, as if he was a customer selecting goods, "Like you There are only a very small number of die-hards like this. The people around you...companions, close friends, and flesh and blood relatives who have lived through life and death, they may be willing to trade with me..."
"Are you threatening me?" Roy's heart skipped a beat, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
This guy, the Mirror Master, is like a devil playing with people's hearts, directly pointing out the situation deep in his heart that he least wants to see.
Will Reso, Oakes, Serrit, and the old Moore couple fall into its trap and be doomed?
He gritted his teeth, a trace of hesitation flashed across his young face, and then his eyes became firm.
We must not let anything hurt them, including the person in front of us.
Even if you risk your life!
"Rather than seeing it as a threat~IndoMTL.com~, it is better to see it as a precious opportunity. I will generously help all living beings and realize the strongest wish in my heart!" Odim smiled and looked at the bald man, "Continue I will take special care of him in the coming days... What do you think?"
Roy was silent for a long time.
In the room, a heartbeat kept accelerating, and it was about to burst out of his chest. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his breathing was as heavy as an old bellows.
Then I will give you a try without overestimating my abilities.
"Mirror Master," the young demon hunter grinned, showing his white teeth, and his dark gold pupils flashed with cold light, "Do you dare to make a bet with me and play a game?!"
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