Silver Blade and Rose

Chapter 47

Knowing that the bullets were useless, Zales no longer insisted on using the gun, but instead took out Edwin's dagger.He pressed the sharp blade against the statue, silently guessing who this person was.

He was not in a hurry to speak, but the other party couldn't help breaking the silence first: "Even willing to give you the 'Blade of the Old Testament', it seems that he should value you very much."

It sounded like he knew the dagger, and the "he" in the words should refer to Edwin.

This person was indeed Edwin's old acquaintance.

"I don't quite understand what you're talking about."

Zals pretended to be confused, trying to trick him into talking more, but the other party smiled and was not fooled: "Don't pretend, you can come here and bring his things, Abel should like it very much You."

He said with certainty, but Zars was a little puzzled.

To be honest, he didn't know a person named Abel, but from what this guy said just now... It seems, maybe, maybe, probably, Edwin's real name?

Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party admitted his mistake, but this guy must have been waiting in the temple for a long time. Since he is here to target Elvins, it is not surprising to know Edwin. It's normal for the dagger to belong to Edwin.

He vaguely guessed the truth, but he didn't speak according to his guess. He just said blankly, "I don't know a man named Abel."

The daze on his face was just right, like an ordinary person who was innocently involved in these things, and now that he knew that the boss had been cheating him, he was somewhat at a loss.The other party didn't answer immediately, as if observing the expression on his face, it took a while before he said: "You don't even know his real name, are you still willing to work for him?"

"I'm just here to save people," Zars managed to calm down and explained, "Before I came, I only knew how to come in to save people and how to leave. I didn't know that I would meet such a difficult opponent like you here."

"Oh?" The voice raised its voice twice, "Do you know who I am?"

His voice was a little old. Zars didn't know much about the composition of hell's dignitaries, but he also knew that there were only a few elderly people among them, and among them he only knew the name of one person, so he could only try his luck.

"Viscount Onsarst?"

He tentatively threw out the name, but what he got was silence from the other party.

So Zals understood that the other party was just defrauding him just now, but the only possible answer he knew was correct.

The name is what he heard Sanchez say.He wasn't much help when he first arrived at 179, so one night Edwin went out in the early hours of the morning in Sanchez's car and didn't let him go with him.Later, Sanchez came to deliver the files, and when Edwin got up, he chatted with him for a while, and the name happened to be mentioned.

He knew that Edwin went to the notarization meeting that night because of something, and the Viscount Unsastre was among the people who attended the meeting, so he later found out what happened, and when he checked Grant's information on the internal network, he also searched for it. The name of the viscount lord.

Because he frequently intervened in the affairs of the human world and kidnapped humans to hell as his servants many times, the Association of Exorcists listed him as a high-level alert target. Several exorcists who had dealt with him either died in battle or disappeared.Sanchez was surprised when he heard his voice. He didn't expect such a guy to appear in the headquarters of the York City Association in a grand manner, and had a meeting with Edwin leisurely. That's why he mentioned something to Zals later. , let him be more careful when acting alone.

After all, although "Black Flame Demon" Onsarst is old, it is still easy to deal with a rookie like him, who is not even an exorcist.

Zales has always remembered this name in his heart, but he never expected to meet him in this situation.

Although he has learned a lot, he still has a relatively sober and accurate assessment of his own strength: Even if Onsarst is not here in person, he should be far from being an opponent just relying on the small statue in front of him to exert his strength.Since he couldn't be head-to-head, he could only think of other ways, either to ask Hyde or Edwin for help, or to find a way to escape from the temple by himself.

This is a veritable Temple Run, much more realistic than any mobile game I've played before.he thought helplessly.On the other end, Onsarst didn't expect him to name himself directly, and for a moment didn't know whether to praise him for being bold or stupid, and finally couldn't help laughing: "Do you know what effect it will have if you call me by my first name? "

He thought more and more that Edwin, the new assistant, was a vase with nothing to do but dared to call the devil's name in this kind of place. "Viscount Onsarst" increased its strength by two points out of thin air.

Enough to kill this stupid young man.

He looked up and down Zals through the eyes of the stone sculpture for a while, and felt that he had seen through the human beings in front of him, and smiled triumphantly: "Let a kid like you who has never killed anyone come in. No one can really let him in." Have you used it?"

His voice was still floating in the air, and he would not be able to lock the position for a while, so Zals could only continue to put the dagger on the statue's neck, and followed him with a smile: "That's not true, I still killed people."

Although it's embarrassing to say it, Zals just seemed to know nothing at number 179.In school, he was the first in the total score of the whole class, and his scores in both physical fitness and various competitions were top. He was once transferred to the army to assist in a mission before he graduated.At that time, a terrorist strapped a bomb to a kindergarten school bus and needed a local who knew the terrain and routes to assist in the rescue. His grades were good enough, and his family happened to live two blocks away, so he was taken away by the army.

The first half of the rescue operation went smoothly. They evacuated the nearby people, brought in bomb disposal experts and negotiators, and had made initial communication with the kidnappers.The school bus was parked on a steep slope. As long as the driver stepped on the gas pedal, they would rush down the hill with a load of children. There was a deep lake below the hill. If the car fell into the water, it would be very difficult for them Rescue all children safely at the first time.

Zarles originally just followed the car to lead the way, but later he followed the negotiator up the slope due to lack of manpower, pretending to be a reporter and cameraman who came to interview the TV station, and only needed to silently carry the camera.The kidnappers were very cautious, unwilling to open the school bus door to let them get on, so they only opened the window a crack, and used the little girl to block them in front of them to talk to them.

After only a few words, he realized that they were not reporters, and angrily pushed the little girl against the window glass and was about to use the knife. Zals didn't remember what he thought at the time. When he came back to his senses, that The kidnapper had been pierced through the head by a bullet, and fell down with a bleeding hole.The girl ran away in a panic, but the other kidnapper in the driver's seat knew that there was no way to escape under the heavy siege, so he stepped on the accelerator, and the school bus ran straight up the slope.

The negotiator is a member of the army. Although he is a civilian, he has a good gun. He snatched the gun from Zals' hand and fired five shots at the tire of the school bus. The car deviated from the original track and rubbed against a tree on the top of the slope. On the tree, success slowed down the momentum.

Others rushed forward, subdued the kidnapper who wanted to use the child as a shield, and rescued a dozen children in the car.The girl who was shot and rescued by Zars refused to speak all the time. After being carried out of the car, she passed him who was standing still, and only said a word of thanks in a low voice.

Four months later, Zarles got a full A in the graduation examination, but was brought into the room by the instructor in charge of psychological counseling, and asked him bluntly: "Do you want to be a policeman?"

He nodded subconsciously.

"But you haven't recovered for so long," the instructor said, "you still dream about the scene of shooting, right?"

Zales didn't speak.

"The team that called you to help called you out last time, but I will not recommend you to the front line. Even if you go to the police station, you should start as an office worker." Seeing his reaction, the instructor understood Everything, shaking his head helplessly, "You haven't adapted to fighting to the death with living people, such an attitude will cost you your life."

Two weeks later, he went to the police station with a letter of recommendation. He originally wanted to start from scratch according to the instructor's instructions, but he received a new letter of recommendation and an obedient big black dog.

Later, he went to 179 Rockhill Street, gradually smoothed the scars caused by the gunshot in a few months, and began to learn to adapt to a world beyond his imagination.

"It's not that I haven't killed people before." He moved the hand holding the dagger, "This hand has held a gun and killed people before."

His hands have been strictly trained, no matter whether he is holding the gun or holding the dagger, he is very stable and motionless. If the dagger is on the neck of a person, he should not have cut any blood until now.Blindly showing weakness can easily arouse the suspicion of the other party, Zals had no choice but to bring out his own experience, and bravely started to negotiate terms with Onsastre.

"You just said that Abel is my boss, I want to know more, can you?"

The Viscount Onsarst stared at his hand, and asked with great interest, "Tell you, what good does it do for me?"

"I can bring in people from the outside for you," Zars said, "I know who he is, and I know that you want to kill him. He can only trust me now. If I bring him in, you can sit back and accept him." Fisherman's profit."

He was sure that the other party wanted to kill Elvins, although he didn't know the reason, but if he could be lured into the bait, he would have the opportunity to leave the temple and escape into the forest.

But his thoughts were quickly shattered. Onsast laughed twice and asked back: "Why do you think I want to kill him? I don't want to. What I want to kill is his good friend, your good boss Ya Bob."

"..."

Zars didn't know what to say.

It would be too suspicious if he immediately said that he would help.It is still unclear whether Onsarst really wants to do this or is trying to lie to him, no matter what he says, it seems to be wrong.

Seeing his silence, the demon laughed loudly.

"Why, don't you dare?" His laughter spread throughout the room, mixed with a little hoarseness, "Are you afraid of him? Or, you can sacrifice Elvins, but you don't want to sacrifice Abel for yourself life?"

"neither."

Zars interrupted him.

Still holding the handle of the knife firmly, he made a gash on the statue like a demonstration. The snow-white stone was easily cut open, and blood really came out from inside.

The bright red one is not a demon, but human blood.

"This is not a stone statue."

Realizing the truth, he retracted the dagger and wiped the blood off his pants.The blood was still gurgling from the statue, as if he wasn't cutting a knife on a rock just now, but a... person.

"This is a person. He is the one who sent us the distress letter. Now he is your servant, and you are watching the situation here through his eyes." He looked coldly at the eyes of the statue, "Am I right? Viscount Suster."