Chapter 36 (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

The dark side of this occupation, [Demon Hunter], was totally out of Thulhu’s expectations.

He didn’t know what to say when Roald told him the horrifying origin of the occupation which their family had engaged in for generations.

Thulhu had indeed been interested in the family’s inheritance, but now, he just wanted to stay as far away as possible from it.

No matter what path he picked, he had to first sign a contract with the demon in the abyss if he wanted to become a demon hunter.

This didn’t sound like a good deal to Thulhu at all, and he could easily anticipate the costs and consequences.

Even those decent hunters who stuck to their beliefs had to turn to other gods later as they couldn’t control the demonic power within them!

Thulhu believed that such a powerful contract was a great blow to a human soul, but it was twice as hard for an outstanding demon hunter, who first had to sign a contract with the demon, and then sign a second one with a god! A human soul could be torn in half!

“Wait a second!”

Thulhu suddenly interrupted Roald. “You said that because of a ritual, the old guy is now somewhere far away?”

To become a [Demon Contractor], one had to go through the ritual called Staring Into the Abyss, in which a person signed the contract with the demon.

Of course, there was no way that an ordinary human could sign the contract with the actual demon, so the contract was in fact signed with the demiplane where the demon lived, known as the abyss, and a very small fraction of power would be bestowed on the human.

The ritual was extremely dangerous. Doncaster had failed once, at the cost of his wife’s life.

It seemed that their father had done something unwise again.

“Yes… our father has been blaming himself all this time. He blames himself for losing our mother to the abyss!” Roald looked grief-stricken. “He tried all sorts of ways to get our mother back, and finally, he made some changes to the ritual. Honestly speaking, I’m not sure if the ritual really worked or not, but there’s a chance that our father is now in the abyss where the true demon holds sway!”

Or the ritual had failed and the power had devoured their father’s body… Thulhu thought to himself.

But he still nodded. “I don’t think the demon will enjoy negotiating with our father though… He might not even be able to get to the demon…”

Of course, they both had hope.

They hoped that Doncaster was indeed now in the abyss and fighting the demon in order to bring back his wife.

…

Both of them remained silent for a while.

Finally, Thulhu was the first to speak. “I see – so, you want me to become a specialist, but not a demon hunter.”

“Exactly.” Roald nodded.

“Good, that’s not what I want either,” said Thulhu.

Thulhu took a deep breath and asked, “So, do you have more information about other rank one occupations?”

Speaking of this, Roald looked a bit embarrassed. “I’ve been training hard since our dad left. I’m now a rank two [Demon Hunter]. I’ve defeated quite a number of demon subordinates and dark groups. Among them, the most dangerous and influential one was the secret group which worshipped death. Apart from that magic book page that I found, I did get some incomplete information about an occupation. I can’t really understand it though. Maybe you should take a look!”

“Incomplete?”

Thulhu didn’t know what that meant until Roald finally opened the black suitcase he was carrying.

It contained strangely shaped machetes, iron flying claws, rope, and even a revolver.

Roald rummaged around in the suitcase and finally pulled out a black piece of paper. “Here it is!”