One Silver Coin For a Pound of Demon

Chapter 3

Draft
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You start to doubt your decision on the way back. The shopkeeper quickly completed the transaction and provided you with a cart to take the demon back easily. He seemed too diligent. When the seller celebrates a sale, the buyer is likely to be unhappy about the purchase. This is always the case.

But after you think about it, you don't think you have anything to fear.

The cart provided by the shopkeeper helped a lot, the legs of the half-blood demon were strangled by the silver chain, the speed of its movements is really worrying. You pushed the cart ahead and met many familiar believers on the road. Not only did they help you push the cart, they also gave you a lot of food. You speak the kind words a priest should say and pay for their help with a few words of thanks.

"No, I should thank you!" They said sincerely, "Mr Priest, if it weren't for you blahblahblah, blahblahblah..."

You maintain a smile, half-emptying your head to listen to their similar words of gratitude and nodding from time to time. In the thirteenth minute of your silent counting, the last believer finally left. Today they left very fast, probably because these pious men didn't like to talk to you over a cart full of a bloody and dirty demon. For this, you decide to buy a can for the devil tomorrow.

If it can live till tomorrow.

You call it "177" in your heart because it cost you 177 silver coins. 177 silver coins can buy a sturdy cow, it can renew a batch of silver candlesticks for the church, and can save a lot of preparations for the mass, but you used it to buy an unplanned demon. May God forgive you. Hope it's worth the price. (T/N: Legit me every online purchase)

You push the cart into your house, all the way into the bathroom. Wheels leave long marks on your clean floor, which makes you unhappy, but it's better than letting the devil come down and walk on its own. The devil's foot is a long and pointed claw compared to ordinary people, 177's forefoot is claws, but the back half is very similar to that of humans. Its heel has no hind toes, making it difficult to balance its feet. You want to know if this thing could mimic the sound of a woman's high heels when it walks on floor tiles. Maybe you'll really let it walk around once it's been clean.

177 kept his eyes open, you do not know what it's thinking. You dump it in the bathroom, put the cart outside, and untie the shackles that connect its neck, handcuffs, and thighs- that part's also very dirty, you can't wash it well unless you take it off. The devil's body stretched out a little bit, you just glanced under it and knew that a quick shower can't wash it all off. You sighed and took off your robe to avoid being splashed with water.

When you turn around to put your clothes on, the silver chain rattled.

The bastard demon that's been immobile all the way rushed forward and attacked you, strangling your neck with the silver chain on his arm. It's stronger than it looks. Those strong muscles are close to your body and the heat penetrates your back. You want to sigh again. You were wearing a white shirt under the robe, it's not easy to wash.

You're a priest, you've been on the battlefield, you'll never turn your back to the enemy.

But it doesn't deserve to be your enemy at all.

177 endured for a while, a respectable while, before it finally let go with a scream, falling to the ground. You've already passed the level when you still need to say the prayers aloud. Silent prayers worked the same. It released you but you grabbed its backhand. You held it for about a few minutes because it needed a long memory. Your skin glows slightly with the spell, it would be smouldering iron for the evil being.

Its wrist had been scorched by your palm, it gritted its teeth and stopped screaming. You wonder why it even tried¹.

"You can't escape and I won't kill you." You said, "Don't bother."