The Divine Hunter Chapter 7: Geron Moru
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The village of Hout is connected to the lower town of Beauclair and is on the more suburban outskirts.
Although it is called a village, the houses and roads are actually as clean as those in big cities.
The four of them followed the scent left by the carnation and arrived at the west side of Haute Village.
The gorgeous orange sunset bloomed quietly, and the night began to droop.
Under a secluded dry arch bridge, a skinny man wearing black linen clothes full of holes, smelling bad, was lying on his back on a straw mat, sleeping soundly.
He is not tall, about 1.65 meters, with two pointed ears exposed from his long hair like a chicken coop. He is obviously of partial elf descent.
Dust, soil and grass clippings covered most of his face and skin, like a layer of natural hidden color.
But the scars and calluses under the dirt can be vaguely seen.
He didn't notice the movement around him at all. The four of them were less than two meters away from him, and he was still sleeping soundly with his chest rising slightly.
Roy looked at him with deep eyes——
Geron Moru
Age: 175
Gender: Male
Identity: Demon hunter of the Griffin School
Health: 150/260 (weak)
Magic power: 200
Attributes:
Strength: 24
Agility: 23
Physique: 24
Perception: 13
Will: 8
Charm: 6
Spirit: 20
Skills:
Witcher Seal lv10, Alchemy lv8, Meditation lv8, Gryphon School Long Sword Sword Skills lv7, Demon Hunter Senses lv8, Gryphon School Secret Technique lv5: Master the Dual Seal and Colump Variation Seal, Forge lv9
Second mutation (passive solidification)
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The bald man exchanged glances with everyone, suddenly squatted down and shouted at him.
"Hey, Geron Moru!"
The roar is like muffled thunder, echoing under the bridge, which is frightening and can even wake up a comatose person!
But the "beggar" didn't respond, and his snoring remained steady.
"Did we make a mistake?" Rita Nied pinched her nose in disgust, her eyes turning between the three demon hunters and him. "Is this guy really a gryphon sect demon hunter?"
He is said to be a beggar who doesn’t even have a tool to ask for money. He seems to be worse than a homeless man.
As long as you accept a commission, you won't end up in such a miserable end.
"The magic aura cannot be faked." Leisuo's pupils flashed with light, "It is stronger than most demon hunters, but obviously weaker than spell casters."
"His magical talent is between ordinary people and spellcasters."
Keen squatted down side by side next to the big man, and lifted up the "beggar"'s long hair that hung down to his chest. It was covered with fleas and stuck into lumps, and filled with a strong stench.
The eyes suddenly condensed.
A Gryphon School badge hangs there quietly, obviously wiped frequently, it is shiny silver and small and delicate. This did not match the dark skin on his chest and the thin and protruding pipa bones.
"Huh——" Cohen breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw this, and sat back on the ground with a silly smile.
Finally, from now on, he is no longer the only remaining descendant of the Griffin Sect!
The bald man had an idea and suddenly grabbed the pendant with his hand like a cattail leaf fan!
"Pa!" A hand stopped midway, blocking Lei Suo's hand.
It has protruding veins and is skinny and skinny, revealing thick joints and dense calluses.
Then, the witcher, who was lying on the ground pretending to sleep, opened his eyes.
The iconic vertical pupils, indigo, are like the vast sky, but lifeless, so empty that there is no trace of spirit. As long as you look at him, you can feel a deep depression and despair.
He expressionlessly removed the big man's evil right hand, held the chest pendant tightly, and closed his eyes again.
The four people present couldn't help but look at each other.
"What a great Geron Moru...are you pretending to be sleeping here?"
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"Man, we know your identity..." Roy leaned down and was on an equal footing with him, staring at his cold face, "The son of Thomas Moreu and Lydia..."
When Lidya's name rang, the tramp's eyelids twitched.
"In addition, you are also a demon hunter of the Griffin sect..." Roy said honestly, "A student of the Grand Master of Elam!"
"We deeply regret your tragic experience... As a member of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood, we are willing to provide you with the help we can to get you out of your current predicament and at least improve your living environment a little bit."
With a wave of his hand, he took out a soft and tempting piece of bread from the space bag and handed it to Jie Long.
"Let's have something to eat, man. Let's talk slowly. If you have any trouble, you might as well speak up and listen."
"..." He turned a deaf ear and turned over on the straw mat. He supported his side face and chin with one hand and put his other hand on his waist, facing away from everyone.
"If you don't want to tell us, it doesn't matter. How about communicating with the Griffin sect's companions?" Roy gave Cohen a look, and the latter immediately took off the pendant from his neck and forced it into Jielong's fork. Holding the hand on his waist, he asked him to close his fingers and carefully feel the outline of the pendant.
"Your Excellency Jie Long, I am Cohen, the gryphon sect demon hunter."
"After Kelseren became ruins, for a long time... Teacher Kelda and I were the only ones left there to depend on each other." A bitter smile appeared on the corner of the honest and dull man's mouth, with a sad expression on his face.
And Jielong's hand shook.
"But another unexpected change happened a few months ago... Teacher Kelda also left. I thought I was the only Griffin sect left in the world..."
"But now, I have to say, it's great to see you!"
Keen suddenly hummed the gryphon's war song,
"When he fell to the ground bleeding"
"We don't care about money and fame"
"Because of brotherhood and the principles we adhere to"
"More precious than life!"
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"Kelda has always been alive and left not long ago?" Finally, a weak and thin voice sounded, as if a terminally ill person, but showing deep depression and shock, "How is it possible, I clearly saw His tombstone?"
Keen glanced at his companions around him, and everyone looked a little more excited. This inexperienced guy finally responded,
"Your Excellency Jie Long, before I answer you, can you answer some questions for us? What exactly did you experience under Heshan Castle? How did you escape?"
"Who are you, and why do you know Heshan? How did you find me?" His voice was dry, hoarse, and as harsh as a rasp.
"We accidentally discovered Thomas Moreu's experimental base at the bottom of the Nine Valleys Lake. Based on the diary and various clues he left behind, we followed the clues to find it." Roy explained,
"The empty laboratory, the two tombstones at Oremos Cemetery, and the bouquet you presented to one of them. All point the way."
A sigh, a long silence.
Then, a man’s voice sounded.
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"How on earth did I escape from Heshan? Since several people asked this, they must know what happened to me in the past, so I won't go into details." Jeron Moru faced the top wall of the bridge hole with empty eyes and whispered in a low voice. , "Thomas Moreu imprisoned me at the foot of Heshan Mountain, and I stayed alone for many years. When I was hungry, I would catch cockroaches, mice and geckos, and when I was thirsty, I would use the mutated Kramp Sign to make ice water..."
Roy suddenly realized, no wonder the other party could hold on for so long until he was rescued.
"But I don't dare to run around. I'm worried about alarming the guardian demon, and I won't be able to defeat him. The patience of humans is far less than that of a stubborn stone. Even if I turn into a pile of bones, it will still guard the damned statue forever. Portal."
"I could only meditate day and night. During that time, I was so bored that I almost went crazy."
Roy couldn't help but imagine that it was him, trapped in that dark and narrow place, and there seemed to be nothing else to do except constant meditation and exercise.
And it has been going on for decades, which is undoubtedly a huge challenge to the mind.
"I can only live by the beautiful memories of the past - drinking and singing with my compatriots in Kaer Siren, traveling around the world, slaying monsters, Teacher Elan's earnest expectations for me, and words of encouragement... I originally thought that my life would end without any trouble in that small dilapidated house."
Although the past events described were so painful, Jielong's expression was like a pool of stagnant water, almost unchanged.
"I even plan to anger that golem, and then find a home in the battle like most of my compatriots."
“I struggled repeatedly with persistence and wavering. I don’t know how long it took...just when I was about to go crazy.”
"One day, without warning, a portal suddenly cracked in the wall next to me. Can you understand that feeling? I swear, even if the door leads to the crater and the abyss of death, I will not Jump in without hesitation!"
"I left everything and did that, so I escaped from Heshan..." Jielong paused for a long time, and everyone felt that he was brewing some kind of emotion. "Behind the portal is a luxurious villa in the lower town of Beauclair. I met my savior——"
"My mother, Lydia."
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Everyone understood the words on Lidya's tombstone - child, wait a little longer, hold on, your mother will come to save you right away.
This woman got her wish.
They also solved the long-standing problem of who saved Jaylon.
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"On the day we met, I later found out that I had been in prison for 33 years. I went from 34 to 77... and Lidya was 85 years old. She was just an ordinary woman. She He is extremely old, with gray hair and a stooped back."
Roy raised his eyebrows. How could Lidya, an old and ordinary woman, activate the portal in the prison and let Jaylon escape?
"The moment Lidya rescued me and hugged me, her own life also entered the final stage..." The beggar's tone, facing away from everyone, finally had a hint of emotion, his voice was light but full of sadness, "Self After I left home at the age of six, I never came back to see her."
"I didn't know she still remembered me so deeply. I can never forget the scene when her cloudy eyes burst into tears and she cried and called my name... If I could go back in time, I would definitely go back to visit her often. ." Jie Long suddenly took a deep breath, "I began to reflect on my past and whether I was too mean to the relatives who gave birth to me."
Among the four listeners, except for Roy, the expressions of the other three did not change much and were not deeply touched, including Rita Nieder.
They all left home when they were young and are very old. They have long forgotten what their mother looked like, or they don't want to remember it.
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"But she is still begging me to forgive Thomas Moreu for his atrocities. And she claims that the reason why he did this is just to let her see a son who has returned to normal."
"It made me return to her knees and enjoy the warm family affection. Demon hunters have a weak concept of family affection."
"Do you believe what Lidya said?" Lei Suo asked.
"So what if I believe it? No matter what the reasons are for Thomas imprisoning me and torturing me, he can never erase the mistakes he made. The souls who died under his hands are so innocent."
"But I guess Thomas changed his mind before he died and assisted Lydia?" Roy recalled the record on the tombstone that Thomas and Lydia died in the same year.
Jeron Moru was silent for a moment.
"You guessed it right, when he was dying, he couldn't bear my mother's various pleas, and finally told me the second exit of the Heshan Prison where I was detained - the mechanism that opened the escape portal."
"He could never imagine that more than thirty years later, I am still alive."
Everyone looked at the slovenly face and couldn't help but feel a little more admiration.
Not everyone can last in that kind of place for more than thirty years.
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"The topic of Thomas ends here... Not long after I escaped from prison, Lydia chatted with me for less than a quarter of an hour before she fell asleep in my arms forever, and death took her away from me forever." Jaylon's tone was full of sadness, "I buried her in the cemetery with my own hands."
"Buried far away from that old guy, what he did is not worthy of being around Lidya."
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The eyes of the four audience members turned.
At this point, the love and hatred of Geron Moru's family has finally been sorted out.
The root of everything is that helping hand in the forest.
But it’s inappropriate to blame it all on the law of accidents.
If the Grand Master of Elam had not intervened to save Thomas Moreu in the forest, the family would not have lost a son, but a father.
This is an unsolvable choice, no matter which one of the three is father, mother or son.
Roy exhaled, crossed his arms over his chest, and gave this guy a sympathetic look.
Being plotted against by his father and witnessing his mother's death.
That's why Jielong has become so decadent and looks like a beggar ~IndoMTL.com~ pretending to be crazy and acting stupid.
He felt that the blow might not end there.
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Jeron Moru finally turned around, leaning his back against the wall, squirming like a boneless fish and sitting up straight, with a trace of ridicule in his eyes, "After burying my mother, I was imprisoned for thirty-three years. I, in accordance with my strongest desire, returned to the curved shores of Powis."
"I entered the Wyvern Mountains with great anticipation, stepped on the snow-paved path, and stepped into my true home - Caer Siren... I want to express my sorrow to my brothers," he said with a dirty cheek A sad and slightly nervous smile appeared on his face, "But my home turned into a field of snow at some point."
"The entire college was covered in heavy snow, and my brother turned into a pile of tombstones in the back mountain."
"I searched and searched...and never found any survivors. The Grand Master of Elam is nowhere to be found."
"So, fellow Gryphon sect, Mr. Cohen, I have answered the difficult question for you, and it is your turn to answer my question, what exactly happened in Kaer Siren?"