Chapter 195: Promotion to the Dark Moon division (1/2)

Chapter 195: Promotion to the Dark Moon division

Apart from the moonlight spilling into the yard and the two puddles of water around the well, there were no other traces of anything else within the vicinity.

Scattered footsteps suddenly sounded from outside. They rapidly approached as Phoebe and a band of ten others appeared in front of Han Shuo.

Worry filling her face, Phoebe’s clear eyes landed on Han Shuo’s body and visibly relaxed when she saw that he was unharmed. However, she didn’t relax her grasp on her longsword as her pale neck swiveled, surveying the surroundings, seeming to want to detect if there was any danger hidden elsewhere.

There were a dozen armored Cairo mercenary band guards apart from Phoebe. It would seem that she had led them here. Their eyes were alert as they cautiously patrolled the surroundings.

“Are you alright?” Phoebe breathed out a sigh of relief when she took a look around and saw nothing out of the ordinary, nor any danger.

Shaking his head, Han Shuo cast a glance at Phoebe and smiled in comfort, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

“My apologies Mr. Harris, I think we must’ve seen an illusion just now. The danger I spoke of earlier doesn’t seem to have appeared.” Phoebe understood that Han Shuo must’ve taken care of matters and wore an embarrassed expression on her face, speaking to the stern, aloof guard captain.

This person was in the prime of his life. Swarthy, with a head full of short, brown hair that was messily askew, he carried a double headed battle-axe in his right hand and naturally emanated the violent aura of someone who’d weathered multiple battles. It was obvious that it had been formed through slaughter.

“This shop is a place that’s been cursed by a demon. All the owners who have taken charge of this shop have died of unnatural causes over the years. No matter who enters, whether man or beast, they will all die from this curse. There has never been any exceptions, so no matter how you entered, I recommend you leave immediately.” Harris’ eyes roved over Han Shuo and Phoebe’s bodies as he spoke coldly.

He waved his hand and didn’t wait for Han Shuo and Phoebe to say anything before he accompanied his band of a dozen soldiers out of the yard, seemingly unwilling to linger even another second in this area.

“Harris is a battle fiend who’s weathered hundreds of battles and the vice chief of the Cairo mercenary band. When I said there was danger here just now, he still paid a visit even though he was a bit unwilling. It looks like there is indeed something here that people are wary of. I didn’t have any strength to fight back earlier even with my level as a swordmaster!” Phoebe went over Harris’ identity in a perfunctory manner after he’d left. She then changed the subject and stared at Han Shuo, “What happened just now?”

Smiling dashingly, Han Shuo reached out a hand to stroke the well and said happily, “The two blood water demons have been taken care of, so no more odd things will happen here in the future. In addition, I’m going to buy this shop no matter how this place costs!”

Phoebe’s beautiful, clear eyes looked at Han Shuo with a look of surprise on her face as she said confidently, “You must have a great deal of assurance since you’re saying this. Don’t worry about the shop, I’ll take care of the negotiation with the Cairo mercenary band. I think such a cursed place won’t be worth much money.”

Nodding, Han Shuo walked over to Phoebe and wrapped his arm lightly around her, putting his mouth close to her ears and saying softly, “Thank you so much, Phoebe!”

Her face suddenly flushing red, Phoebe turned back and hugged Han Shuo fiercely, pursing her lips to lightly kiss Han Shuo’s. She then pulled back and stared deeply at Han Shuo, saying passionately, “I’m the one who should be thanking you! You threw me out first when danger was in front of us!”

The danger with the blood water demon earlier had made Phoebe go through a life and death experience. Even Han Shuo’s soul had been almost scattered to the four winds. Having survived these two disasters, the two felt a unique sense of the joy of life as they looked at each other now.

As the moon shone down on them, it added a few traces of beauty to Phoebe’s stunning features. Her eyes shone with light and Han Shuo fell deep into them.

He tightened his grasp and held her tightly, feeling her shake slightly in his intimate grasp. A sense of happiness and contentment filled his heart.

Before he’d arrived in his world, Han Shuo had been just an ordinary person who had only dared to think evil thoughts. He didn’t dare act upon them. His personality was one that was a bit timid. He’d lived twenty years and hadn’t paid much attention to anything. He’d never had any women and had lived routinely through twenty years.

But thanks to Chu Cang Lan’s maneuverings, he’d successfully arrived in this foreign world with the heritage of magical cultivation. He’d amassed great strength within a short amount of time, gotten quite a bit of riches, and won the hearts of two beauties.

The affairs of the world changed thus greatly and unexpectedly. What had been farfetched daydreams twenty some years ago had all become part of his grasp in such a short amount of time. An unbelievable feeling rose in Han Shuo’s heart as he sometimes felt that all of this was still an unrealistic dream. However, his encounters with danger and pain again and again reminded him that this wasn’t an illusion.

“Alright, I think Emily must be waiting for us. We should hurry up and make our way there!” Han Shuo looked at the fading light in the sky after a bout of reflection and spoke tenderly to Phoebe.

Seemingly enjoying this moment of peace and romance that belonged to the two of them, Phoebe assented softly and allowed Han Shuo to hold her smooth, soft hand. The two of them walked side by side to the location Emily had previously mentioned.

Before long, the two of them had appeared in front of the shop. There were no longer any customers because night had fallen. A hale and hearty elderly man walked up merrily after Han Shuo had walked inside, “Are you Sir Bryan?”