The Divine Hunter Chapter 28: The Dilemma of Love

In the Geldof district, on both sides of the long cobblestone street, there are a lot of people coming and going in front of the stalls of fruits, bouquets, and small commodities... filled with the smell of fireworks.

Fine golden sunlight falls to the ground through the gaps in the banyan tree branches and leaves, outlining a mottled silhouette.

A demon hunter with a beard on his chin, vaguely covering a few acne scars, and a simple face stared at the bulletin board under the tree in a daze.

The black hair tied into a short ponytail swayed slightly behind his head.

His expression looked extremely confused.

"Cohen, so you are here!" Amid the enthusiastic greeting, a young man with heterochromatic irises walked out of the corner not far away.

His eyes turned to the empty bulletin board and his eyebrows twisted.

"Man, don't tell me you cleared all the commissions here? Are you waiting for someone to post a notice?"

"I can't just stay at home and sleep doing nothing, right?" Cohen said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Roy shook his head.

Use delegation to numb yourself and avoid problems?

"Why don't you go to the cabaret to enjoy Igesena's wonderful performance?"

Keen's expression darkened and he remained silent.

"Okay, buddy, let's change the subject," Roy suddenly thought, "Tell me, what commissions have you done during this time?"

"Everything..." Cohen replied mechanically, "Looking for lost pets, finding people, catching people in bed, exorcising evil spirits, delivering goods to villages outside the city...probably more than twenty times?"

"Okay, old-school demon hunter, you make a living by handling commissions! But you're not a garbage collector, so why do you accept everyone who comes?" Roy shook his head, "And life should be relaxed and relaxed, come with me. , have a day off. Have a good time! Quint, drink, it’s up to you!”

"Roy, thank you for your kindness, but I want to stay here." Cohen shook his head stubbornly.

"Man, you should look in the mirror," Roy looked up and down, tearing his wound open unceremoniously, "the sadness and sorrow on your face is like an abandoned wretch!"

Keen's face turned pale and he clenched his fists.

"Staying here is just a waste of time and will not help!" Roy paused, "If you still regard me as a companion who has been through life and death together, you might as well tell me about your troubles."

"Maybe I can give you an idea?" Roy cleared his throat and said confidently, "You have also seen how well Coral and I get along. Regarding how to make my girlfriend submissive, I still I have some experience."

As soon as he finished speaking, Roy seemed to be hallucinating. A cold snort came from the air next to his ears, and then his arm ached slightly, and a soft, cold hand pinched the back of his hand.

He couldn't help but feel a chill on the back of his neck and trembled.

……

Beside the bulletin board, outside the Gorgon Tavern adjacent to the noisy market, two demon hunters sat opposite each other on chairs in the courtyard.

"I, I just feel useless..." Cohen folded his hands on the table, lowered his head, and frowned, "Ever since Igsena entered the Nuo City Dance Hall, she has been completely trapped and addicted to Poetry, drama, music... No matter whether I work in the dance hall or come home every day, I concentrate on it..."

"At the beginning, she often asked me some weird questions. How many rhetorical techniques are used in Dandelion's "Winter"? What social phenomena is satirized in Mr. Tarantino's latest work "The House of Sorrow"? ?Why is Franken's "Good Night" called the crown of northern music?"

"But I'm a rough guy..." Cohen shook his head, "Although I am well-read and literate, what I have been exposed to most since I was a child are the key points of how to fight monsters, alchemy knowledge, and the "Chivalry Guide". I can recite it backwards and forwards."

He sighed,

“But elegant art is almost the same as mysterious ancient books to me!”

"I guess I don't have that kind of talent, nor do I understand the greatness of art, and I have no interest in it at all."

Oakes is the opposite of you. Roy complained in his heart. He obviously has no talent at all, but insists on writing a nonsense poem every day, hoping to win over aristocratic ladies through poetry.

"I tried hard to accept Igesena's hobbies and study art... I longed for the day when I could have a hearty conversation with her and have smooth communication. As a result, as the days passed, I became worse and worse at learning."

His eyes were full of surprise and doubt, and he looked extremely distressed. “Although I didn’t understand music and drama at first, I could still listen to something new every now and then. But after a period of special training, my mind became a mess. It’s a mess, and when I hear these so-called arts, my brain hurts, and I feel a little nauseous.”

"Ugh..."

Cohen rubbed his cheek reproachfully.

“Igsena would happily discuss art and performances in the cabaret with me every day when she came home, but I was like a mute, unable to hold back a single word of praise for a long time... I felt that she was disappointed. ”

He suddenly looked at the blue sky and recalled the beautiful past,

"This is completely different from her previous state in the countryside. At that time, she would complain that her feet were swollen from stepping on pickles, and her palms got frostbite from washing clothes... Which gangster in the village went to knock on the widow's house again? door. I can comfort her and joke with her."

"But recently, my communication with her has become less and less. I'm worried that one day, we will have nothing to talk about..." The Griffin sect's demon hunter's tone was stagnant, with a tough and steady face. A hint of panic emerged, "She doesn't need me anymore."

Roy rubbed his chin, his eyes shining strangely, as if he was getting to know the last descendant of the Griffin Sect all over again.

A dignified man who is close to fifty years old is so sentimental in love, worried about gains and losses, and behaves like a stupid woman.

"Cohen, may I ask, how many relationships have you had before?"

"Um..." Cohen's face froze, and he pressed the edge of the table with his left hand, "Does this have something to do with the issue we are discussing?"

"This is important."

"Okay..." He lowered his head and was silent for a moment, his back became a little stiff, he stretched out a finger in confusion, and then touched the acne scar on his chin. "I'm not very good-looking, and I'm withdrawn, unsociable, boring and boring. I can't say anything nice."

"Man, don't feel inferior, you are better than most men!" Roy comforted him, but was surprised in his heart.

Good guy, he only fell in love once when he was fifty, and Igesena was still his first love. No wonder he was so fascinated by her.

"You have a good intention in trying to create the same interests and hobbies as your girlfriend," Roy first agreed with his attitude, "but don't force yourself to change too much... If a relationship makes you so tired and cautious, then What’s the need to exist?”

Cohen was shocked, "You persuade me to break up with her?"

"I advise you to stay true to yourself. You are the gryphon sect demon hunter Cohen. You have your own ideals, creeds, and ways of doing things. Do you still remember what old Kelda told you? Don't Be a yes man!"

Roy racked his brains and used the same pitiful love experience to analyze, "You cannot maintain a sincere relationship by being blindly accommodating and passive!"

"You have to maintain your attraction to her. Think about it, why was she with you in the first place?"

"Attraction?" Cohen's face was blank. The honest Griffin faction understood these words and said uncertainly, "Probably because I saved her life, she followed me out of gratitude."

"That's not the case in my opinion. You are upright, brave, and kind!" Roy's barrage of praises made the Griffins' cheeks turn slightly red. "You are a rare person with true chivalry in the world. You are still a demon hunter, and your combat power far exceeds 99% of human males...well, no matter which battlefield you are on."

"Igesena chose you because of these precious qualities. She once confided her feelings to me," Roy said with certainty, "She is fascinated by you, there is no doubt."

"That was the past tense," Cohen said sadly, "now she is obsessed with art."

"Then you have to prove to her again..." Roy looked directly into Cohen's eyes and said meaningfully, "You are more attractive than art, and you can make her fascinated and radiant. Energy and passion!"

"You know," Roy said proudly, "for Coral, I don't have to please her at all, she can't live without me!"

……

"By the way, Coral, I have a gift for you."

"What gift?"

"I found a pearl necklace just for you. Only you are worthy of it."

"The little villain actually knows how to please people, come here and let me reward you, um...ah..."

……

"You know why? To conquer a woman, to make her die, you first have to conquer her mind, and then her body..." Roy paused, making sure he didn't say the reverse order, "First you have to show courage! Give her a gift that suits her heart..."

Cohen was silent.

Roy was in disbelief, "Don't tell me you never gave a gift?"

Cohen said awkwardly, "I know nothing about this."

"Oh, you guys are really stupid!" Roy shook his head angrily and helplessly, "Now this is a great opportunity. Isn't her interest and hobby right in front of you? Use your brain, you should What should I give her?"

"Collection of poems? Lute?"

"Brother Cohen, you are not so stupid after all!" Roy looked at Cohen happily like an elder, patted his shoulder, "Open her heart with a gift, wait for the opportunity, and then Drive straight in and occupy the high ground!"

"When the time comes, Igsena will be as docile as a sheep to you."

Cohen was attracted by the scene described by the witcher and his expression moved slightly.

"But because of my poor performance in art, she feels sleepy as soon as she gets home and snores when she goes to bed." Cohen said hesitantly, "Can a gift eliminate her fatigue?"

"How long have you two not lived a normal life?" Roy suddenly asked.

Keen was a little confused at first, but it took him a while to realize it. The skin of his cheeks under his thick beard turned slightly red, and he said with shame,

"Since I came to Nuo City...she has to dance and perform in the song and dance hall during the day until she is exhausted. I can't force her."

Roy's expression turned serious for a moment, and he smelled an ominous smell of green grass.

Is this the root of everything?

"Then do you know that she has a familiar partner in the song and dance hall-a man or a woman? She often performs together, eats together, and chats very happily?"

"Yes!" Cohen blurted out. "The twenty performers in the cabaret are all familiar with her. She is a lovable pistachio."

Roy rolled his eyes.

Cohen continued, "I understand what you mean, but Igsena is definitely not the kind of woman who is wanton."

Roy looked the guy up and down.

Innocent, you don’t understand the temptation of the colorful world.

"Okay, old boy, let me give you an idea... I remember that there are several out-of-print love poems hidden in Oaks's room. He happens to be away from Nuo City. I will get you a copy as a gift! Wait for Iggy Saina gets off work tonight, give her a surprise! Tell her your true thoughts and worries...don't show off your poor artistic talent."

"Say those three words to her, and then you don't need me to teach you what to do, right?"

"You also need a perfect candlelight dinner!"

Roy is a bit itchy and hasn’t cooked for a long time.

"I'll give you a spoon!"

"Be brave! Gryphons go forward bravely and keep their true colors. Whether in battle or in relationships, don't linger around and act pretentious!"

"Huh?!" Cohen was caught off guard for a moment. Was the progress going too fast?

But Roy's shining eyes made him dizzy.

He took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

……

The sun sets in the west, and a moving sunset glow of changing colors emerges in the evening sky.

Igesena set foot on the path home with the warm evening breeze blowing.

She wore a brightly colored and novel minstrel costume - a blue shirt with orange sleeves, tights with orange and sky blue legs, and golden pointed leather boots.

The corners of her lips were slightly raised, with a confident and indifferent smile on her face, and she would dance happily on the street from time to time,

Just a few months after joining the dance hall, she has already transformed from a rustic country girl into a fashionable lady...

She became more confident and cheerful, and was able to save a little money every month just to buy a house in Nuo City as a love nest for her and Cohen.

Almost every aspect of her life is developing in a good direction.

Except one thing...

She rarely saw a calm smile from her boyfriend.

Since arriving in Nuo City, Cohen has become more and more withdrawn, dull, and taciturn, working on the commissions on the bulletin board from morning to night. Find cats and dogs, take care of lonely elderly people, you name it.

He also studied music, poetry, and drama, but he was not that material at all. He became less and less like himself, not like the man Igesena loved deeply.

She was moved by Cohen's efforts, but compared with the previous love and affection, now she is gradually becoming a little boring and bored.

She hopes to see the normal and calm Cohen from before sharing the story of exorcism with her in high spirits.

……

With her thoughts swirling around, Igesena walked through several alleys, passed by canals filled with fresh water vapor, and returned to the rental house in the corner of the civilian area.

In the dark and crude cabin, not even an oil lamp was turned on. The sunlight streaming in from the wooden window vaguely illuminated the empty hall, except for the dining table in the center, the worn leather sofa against the wall, and the tableware on the other wall... The room It seemed extremely empty and lonely.

"Alas..." Igesena sighed in disappointment and sat down on the sofa tiredly, feeling boundless darkness and fatigue coming from behind.

An empty and cold house.

It is by no means a warm and loving home.

She wiped the sore and moist corners of her eyes,

I was thinking that it was time to have a good talk with Cohen to end this unbearable situation.

Suddenly...

"Click..."

The wooden door on the second floor suddenly opened, and a burly man walked out holding a huge round dinner plate and slowly walked down the stairs.

The plate is filled with scrambled eggs, gnocchi, beef stew, roasted rabbit head, beef sausage with red beet and goat cheese, fresh crab, oysters, lobster...,

Candles arranged in a heart shape emit a hazy and ambiguous white light.

The man I was familiar with has become a stranger today.

He replaced his old leather armor and put on a tight black satin coat. He carefully trimmed his beard and hair, looking unusually clean.

His face was a little red, but his eyes were warm and affectionate, looking at her as if he were looking at the whole world.

Such a gaze... made her feel as if she had returned to the day they first met.

She became nervous, clasped her hands in front of her, her cheeks were red, her heart was pounding, and she was inexplicably looking forward to it.

"Igesena, during this period, I have been in a difficult situation...I am a demon hunter, but I have to stupidly pretend to be a poet, which makes it difficult for myself and you..."

Speaking of his heartfelt words, Cohen walked to the hall, put the dinner plate on the table, took out a beautifully decorated poetry book "The Dilemma of Love" with his other hand, and handed it to the woman.

"Because I was afraid of losing you, I almost lost myself, but I thought clearly, I am me, the demon hunter Cohen of the Griffin School, a disciple of Teacher Kelda, a man who loves you, I hope you Can you accept my apology...for my unsightly and abnormal behavior in recent times."

Cohen’s face was sincere, but his words sounded a little drunk. He drank a lot of dwarf liquor to strengthen his courage.

"The most important thing, I want you to know - I love you, from beginning to end, never change!"

Igesena held the gift in her chest, suddenly took a deep breath, and threw herself into the man's arms with sour eyes.

She felt a warm current welling up from deep inside her heart, and the fatigue and grievances of the past period all flowed away with her tears.

"I am the one who should be sorry, Cohen. I was obsessed with work and interests and ignored your feelings...I trampled on your love."

"Can you give me another chance?" Igesena leaned her head on his shoulder, choked with tears in her eyes, "Let's start over in Nuo City?"

"Yeah!"

Their eyes met, and the estrangement between the two of them disappeared.

They hugged each other for a long time, and then they talked and laughed, wiping their tears, and enjoyed the exquisite candlelight dinner.

Outside the window, the chef and wingman lying beside the wall let out a long sigh of relief, stroking his chest.

Fortunately, I didn’t make a mistake.

"Lovers eventually get married, and it's time for me to go back and see old Moore, Susie, and little Mino!"

Then meet the coral.

……

The next morning, after the warm and crazy night,

A room with a large velvet bed and luxurious decoration.

Roy held his breath, like a small animal hiding from a predator, tiptoeing open his arms and legs, and got out of the fragrant silk quilt.

He glanced at the face on the pillow, with light eyebrows, a straight nose, and soft lips. Only in sleep can Coral be so docile, like a kitten.

Roy blew a kiss to her and stood up.

"Shua——"

A hand pulled him back.

Half an hour passed.

The witcher finally wiped off the lipstick marks on his face and left the sorceress's boudoir.

Stepping on the warm morning light.

Not long after, he met a radiant Cohen in new clothes in the alder forest leading to Gawain's house.

The griffin sect demon hunter’s depression from yesterday was gone, and his smile was warm and bright, like the sun.

Just dark circles under my eyes.

"Roy, you are such a master of love! Your idea is great! You saved my love." He rushed forward excitedly and grabbed his friend's hand. "How should I thank you?!"

Roy shook his head and smiled,

"Cohen, I just do this for the friendship and friendship between friends and brothers...no compensation is required."

"No, you don't know what this means to me... Teacher Kelda is no longer here~IndoMTL.com~ If Igsena leaves me again..." A trace of fear flashed across Cohen's expression and he insisted, "Gryphon sect demon hunters must repay their kindness... This is a matter of principle. Say it, brother, tell me what you think..."

Roy felt his firm attitude and pondered for a moment,

"Can you teach the first part of the Griffin Secret Technique, the Double Seal, recorded in the Book of Shadows, to all members of the Brotherhood?"

Cohen's smile suddenly stiffened and his eyes hesitated, but he did not refuse directly.

"I am only referring to the first secret method, excluding wing flapping and mutation..." Roy looked understanding and considerate, his voice gentle and strong, "Listen to your heart and make the choice you think is the wisest. ”

"It's okay if you don't want to?" Roy winked at him and said, pretending to be relaxed, "In the future, come to the orphanage more often to communicate with the children and chat with the brothers!"

After saying that, he strode over the wooden fence and walked into the classroom.

Keern stared at his back, looked around the quiet and peaceful Gawain House, took a deep breath, and made a decision.