CHAPTER 429: ATTACK OF THE MURLOCS (1/2)
How to determine if a female is a Demoness:
Throw the suspected Demoness into a confinement facility where they hold heresy trials. If the suspect is afraid, then she must be a Demoness. If she isn’t, that’s still no guarantee that she isn’t a Demoness. After all, her Devil patron might have given her the ability to resist sacred mana.
Whip the suspected Demoness. If she feels pain, then she must be a Demoness. But if she doesn’t feel pain, that’s still no guarantee that she isn’t a Demoness. After all, her Devil Patron might have given her the ability to resist the sacred whip.
Have the suspected Demoness hug a heated iron for a minute. Check the wounds after three days. If there are burn marks, then she must be a Demoness. But if there aren’t any burn marks, that’s still no guarantee that she isn’t a Demoness. After all, her Devil Patron might have given her the ability to resist flames.
Tie up the suspected Demoness and toss her into a large body of water. If she floats, then she must be a Demoness. But even if she sinks, that’s still no guarantee that she isn’t a Demoness. After all, her Devil Patron might have given her the ability to sink.
Use a needle to prick the suspected Demoness’s hand. If she experiences pain and starts to bleed, then she is innocent. If she doesn’t feel pain or bleed, then she must be a Demoness. But even if she bleeds and feels pains, that’s still no guarantee that she is innocent. After all, her Devil Patron might have given her the ability to bleed and scream in pain.
— From |Demoness’s Hammer|
Note to future readers: Because the methods listed in |Demoness’s Hammer| have been proven dubious at best, the book has been declared as obsolete for a long time now. While there have been cases of certain kingdoms running out of females due to adherence to this book, these cases are merely the result of the natural course of history, definitely not the fault of religion.
The Murlocs who suddenly attacked us were all pitch black from top to toe. Each of them had a pair of human hands and legs. However, there was a membrane between each appendage that connected every finger or toe in the fashion of a duck’s feet.
These black Murlocs all wielded stone spears, though there was always that oddball or two who wanted to be different and wielded a stone blade instead.
By the dozens, these fishy humanoids rushed up the river banks right at us. With just a quick glance, I counted at least a hundred Murlocs on land right now. In a mere moment, they had already surrounded the five attendants trying to cover our retreat. Yet even then their numbers did not stop increasing.
“Mgrrrllllll!”
“Leave quickly! The two of you must protect his holiness no matter the cost!”
One of the three attendants yelled out without even turning around to face her companions. Following that, a Murloc stone spear rammed right into her shield and she no longer had the time to monitor our situation. Her shield held fast, and she took this opportunity to stab the unfortunate Murloc right through its brains with her longsword.
With barely any resistance at all, she quickly withdrew her bloody sword and slammed her shield into another incoming Murloc. A flash of steel later, that foolish Murloc’s stone spear was split in half!
Yet this attendant wasn’t the only one performing admirably right now. Her two other companions had racked up an impressive kill score in the few seconds of engagement. No matter who it was, those that tried to bypass them were slain without remorse!
Just what you’d expect of a Dark Elven Six-star, they really don’t fool around when it comes to killing, do they? I doubt those fishies have any warrior that can stand up to their steel wall.
Unfortunately, my optimism was quickly disproved by the sheer numbers the Murlocs brought to bear this time. In just the blink of an eye, another hundred black Murlocs came waddling up onto land. Even though these were mostly all One-stars, there were still some Two-star, Three-star elites mixed in with the horde. At times, there was even the odd Murloc Warleader or two who possessed the strength of a Four-star.