Summoning the Holy Sword

Listening to the stuttering explanation of the guard captain, Rhode finally understood the little girl’s life experience.

She was indeed a resident who was born and raised in High Cliff Village. However, her birth wasn’t a result of love but was a result of a horrible story from more than ten years ago. A long time ago, there was a beautiful, well-known young lady in this village. Many young men had crushes on her, but she would reject them all. And after she had slowly grown older to an age suitable for marriage, her parents started to worry and hurried their daughter to find a good man. But, her answer gave them a huge shock.

“I already have someone who I love.”

Everyone was stunned. They were very clear of her life. She usually didn’t even leave the village and had rejected the confessions from every men in the village. Logically speaking, she shouldn’t have anyone that she loved. Her parents didn’t believe her words and demanded her for the man’s name, but the obedient young lady resisted their inquiries time and time again. Feeling helpless, her parents could only lock her up in her room and not let her leave.

But after this happened, odd things started happening.

Although they locked their daughter up in her room, every time when night fell, their daughter would suddenly disappear without any trace. Initially, they thought their daughter had left home in anger and hurriedly activated the whole village to search for her. However, they didn’t manage even to find a trace of her. Just as they dragged their tired bodies back home, they found their daughter sleeping quietly on her bed, appearing as suddenly as she disappeared, as if she didn’t leave before. And when they woke up their daughter, she would say that she had been sleeping all these while without leaving the room.

Both parents thought they might have made a mistake. However, the same incident kept repeating itself which made them panic. In the end, they requested the guidance of a respected bishop to check on her, and after the bishop’s careful examination, he said something that frightened everyone.

This maiden had been possessed by a devil!

This result shocked many people. Never could they imagine how this maiden managed to be possessed by a devil. But no matter what, they helplessly begged the bishop to help them drive the devil away from the maiden’s body.

“Okay, I understand now.”

“So then…” Rhode nodded and stretched out his hand, “Key.”

“Eh?”

After hearing Rhode’s orders, the guard captain and village chief were surprised.

“Didn’t you hear me? Give me the key. One of you should have the keys to the mask.”

“It’s with me, but Sir, if we get cursed by…”

“That’s your concern, not mine. Now, hand the key over.”

Rhode’s eyes turned cold.

“Or maybe I’ll just retrieve it from your corpse.”

It was a direct threat.

The village chief’s body shivered a little as he quickly reached into his pocket and respectfully gave a small copper key to Rhode. Rhode received the key and passed it to Marlene.

“Remove the mask from the little girl and get her something to eat.”

Following Rhode’s orders, the village chief led them to a pub that Rhode designated as the mercenaries resting point. At the same time, the little girl tagged along behind the group. After witnessing how the villagers treated her, no matter if it was Rhode or the three maidens, no one was willing to let her out of their sights.

“Yes, Mr. Rhode.”

Marlene took the key and hurriedly stood up. She nodded to Rhode and quickly beckoned the little girl to follow. Anne and Lize accompanied her out. Since there was an opportunity to avoid those irritating villagers, naturally they would choose to back off.

In an instant, the entire pub hall was deserted with the exception of Rhode and Celia. He was sitting on the chair nonchalantly while Celia silently stood behind him. In front of him, stood an old man filled with sweat, and a guard captain who was looking towards the floor.

After noticing the angel standing behind Rhode, their doubts about Rhode’s identity were washed away. Her pristine, white wings spread open, shining brilliantly under the sunlight that peeked through the windows, releasing a radiant aura.

“Now we can talk about the undead creatures… or maybe, you have other matters?”

Rhode looked at the village chief expressionlessly.

“This…”

Hearing Rhode’s question, the old man shivered and raised his head a little to look at Rhode. He lowered his head again and gritted his teeth before speaking, albeit having a slight stutter in his voice.

“T-This… dear Sir, please forgive my rudeness… May I ask, where did you come from?”

“The Northern Mountains.”

Rhode casually answered and frowned, showing a slightly irritated look on his face.

“Is there any problem?”

“N-No no no, no problem at all.”

The old man once again lowered his head, and hurriedly continued, “Just… that… did any of your family members visited here before?”

“No.”

Rhode shot down his inquiry, his tone obviously reflecting his impatience and irrelevance to the issues at hand. He thought the old man’s questions were silly.

“Is this all you want to ask?”

“Yes, I am very sorry…”

The old man wiped his sweat and took a few steps back, indirectly signifying that his turn to speak was over. Rhode observed him for a while and turned his head toward the guard captain.

“Next, let’s talk about the undead creatures.”

The guard captain began his explanations.