Lord of Cinder in American Comics

You have to pay for this door.

Ash said to Stark, who came up behind him, and Stark looked at the door, turned around and said to Happy behind him, "Deduct it from your salary."

Only the world where Happy was injured appeared, and Happy reluctantly agreed.

Ash led the group inside the Firelink Shrine and stood before the campfire.

Stark looked at the flames before him and asked, "Are you going to burn this guy? Burning him won't just send you back to hell, will it?"

"Just make sure it burns clean; everything can be burned clean in the initial furnace."

Ash grasped the spiral sword in the campfire before her and teleported the campfire to the initial furnace.

At this moment, the First Forge is guarded by troops under the command of the various Lords of Cinder. Anything that does not belong to the Dark Souls world will be thrown into the First Forge and burned.

This was agreed upon by Ash and the other Lords of Cinder, for the sake of convenience and speed.

Ash released the spiral sword and took a step back. Onion took the clown from Kingpin and threw it in.

The clown made no sound and disappeared the moment he touched the campfire.

"What's the principle behind this? Did you create a singularity here? Or did you fold space and banish it? What coating did you use on your hands to grip that burning sword hilt?"

Chapter 45: Two Fools Throwing Money Around

“Stark, haven’t you realized that this world isn’t just about forces that science can explain? There are also forces that science can’t explain…”

Ash points out Stark's troubles; Stark's constant questioning is an attempt to prove what he has seen, all of which completely overturns his life experiences of the previous thirty years.

"Give me some wine, I need to think about it. Just any wine will do, like the Macallan you had earlier."

Stark certainly didn't need alcohol to think; he just wanted to get drunk. Thinking about these strange things wasn't his forte; he needed to gather more information to verify his guesses.

But before that, he needs to get thoroughly drunk.

Stark waited a long time but the wine he wanted didn't arrive, and he seemed to understand something.

"Ash, you don't just have that one bottle of Macallan, do you?"

Stark, who understood the truth, saw the changes on Ash's face: from excitement to frustration, and then to stubbornness.

"Drinking alcohol is harmful to health, and as a clergyman, I never drink excessively."

Stark pretended not to hear, patted Ashe on the shoulder and said, "If your Firelink Shrine needs sponsorship, I'll write you a big check."

Stark, ever the troublemaker, started his sarcastic remarks again. He put his arm around Ash's shoulder, pointed out various places in the Firelink Shrine, and then compared them to his Malibu Beach villa, pointing out what was wrong with those places.

"That's enough, Stark. Take this money and buy the bar you want."

Ash took out the gold artifacts he brought from the City of Sin, picked out a large one, and threw it at Stark's feet.

Stark stretched out his foot and slightly nudged the golden vessel, judging from its weight that it was made of pure gold.

Refusing to admit defeat, Stark pulled a check from his pocket, wrote down a few numbers, and threw it at Ash's feet.

"Take this money and renovate this dilapidated place. Your 'money' is very difficult to exchange."

As soon as he finished speaking, an even larger golden object landed at Stark's feet.

“But I have more than enough money.”

Not to be outdone, Stark tossed his entire checkbook to Ash.

"Write down any number you want, Stark Group Bank will pay you anytime."

The two engaged in a lively back-and-forth exchange, neither willing to back down.

"How long have they been doing this? Are they two idiots throwing money at each other?"

Martha, having somehow followed the Fire Keeper into the Firelink Shrine, looked at the scene before her and asked Cassel a question.

"After we took down another demon, it started with Stark mocking Ashe for not having any good wine, then Ashe mocked Stark for not having any money, and then it all turned out like this..."

Kassel briefly explained the whole story to his mother, Martha.

"That's what I mean, boys always do stupid things, and now someone needs to remind them."

Martha, who has years of experience disciplining children, called over Pepper, who was standing anxiously watching from the sidelines but couldn't get a word in edgewise.

Martha whispered something in Pepper's ear, and after a short while, she looked at Pepper and nodded to indicate that she understood. Then she hurriedly left the Firelink Shrine.

Not long after, Pepper arrived at the scene with Happy pulling a large handcart. Pepper and Happy kept putting checks and gold jewelry from the ground onto the cart.

As Stark tore the checkbook thinner and thinner, Ash's backpack held less and less gold. Pepper eventually picked up the gold they had left on the ground.

Finally, the two fools who were throwing money around realized the situation was different and stopped.

Pepper finally finished collecting the checks and gold items from the site and had Happy pull her away from the Firelink Shrine.

Meanwhile, Ares, standing nearby, was grinning as he filmed their entire interaction with a DV camera. When the two realized what was happening, they slowly closed the camera in front of them, laughing and giving the middle finger.

"Guys, keep going. We haven't had enough yet."

Martha stood on the steps, looking down at the two below, her gaze sweeping over them like a queen summoning her courtiers.

Ash and Stark were utterly humiliated, and everyone witnessed it, even filming it.

"We just feel that this sacrificial site is a bit monotonous, and we are discussing some plans to renovate it..."

Stark's voice grew softer and softer under Martha's gaze, which seemed to regard him as an idiot, until it became a sob that only he could hear.

Seeing that Stark realized his mistake, Martha said, "Guys, you can be competitive, you can fight, but don't do anything stupid like an idiot. If this happens again, I'll burn a CD of this stupidity onto your CDs and send it to everyone you know."

Martha's words still carried a deterrent effect, and given her attitude, Ash and Stark believed she was capable of doing such a thing.

After Martha finished speaking, she left with the others, leaving Stark and Ashe to calm down in the sacrificial site.

"Do you know any master thieves? I can pay them to steal that DV back." Stark was already plotting something sinister after Martha left.

"Stark, save your breath. Remember one thing: admit your mistakes and stand firm when you get beaten."

Ash gave up fighting Stark and lay down in a spread-eagle position next to the campfire at the Firelink Shrine.

At this time, Stark was gradually reaching the peak of his maverick lifestyle, but stimulated by a series of events today, Stark wondered if there was something wrong with him.

Stark, mimicking Ashe, relaxed and sat by the campfire, watching the flames burning with the spiral sword stuck in it.

Ash, with his eyes closed, felt someone calling him. When he opened his eyes, he found Ares kicking him.

"Someone is looking for you outside. They're waiting for you in the tower on the left."

After gesturing, Ares kicked Ash again before leaving.

Everyone she knew was let in by the gargoyles. Unable to guess who it might be, Ash decided to go out and check. Standing up, she found Stark staring intently at the flames, seemingly lost in thought.

Without disturbing Stark's contemplation, Ashe quietly left.

On the left tower, in front of the former Firefighters' Cemetery, a man in a black suit stands there; he looks very cool.

"John, is there something you need from me?"

Unexpectedly, upon seeing Ash, John immediately knelt down on one knee, holding a silver badge in his right hand and presenting it to Ash.

"Wait, what are you doing? I didn't..."

The scene was somewhat awkward, especially given the atmosphere. Outside the church, a handsome man knelt on one knee, holding up something shiny and extending it in front of another person.

John hadn't expected the scene to be so bizarre, but he still forced himself to say, "Please accept my badge, and please give me a chance to leave."

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## Chapter 46: The Challenge to the Onion Knight

John held up his badge, begging Ash for a chance, a scene that reminded Ash of what had happened a few days earlier.

"You were originally going to find Vigo, to seek out the final mission?"

"Yes."

"Take back your badge, John. You know that even if you complete your last mission, the badge will still be recalled. The badge's requirements supersede the rules."

John remained kneeling on the ground, somewhat hesitant.

"But this is all I have."

"Get up, John. It's not good to kneel on the ground. How did you find me? Can you tell me?"

Ash's voice was deep and ethereal, striking straight to the heart; it didn't sound like a human's. The only thing John could think of was the angels in the church murals.

“I went to Winston and asked him about your identity. Winston said I could find a chance for one last mission with you.”

John mentioned Winston, the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York. He was in charge of almost all the assassin transactions and trade in New York through the Continental Hotel, so it's understandable that he would know some information.

"John, what makes you want to leave?"

Even though she understood the reason, Ash still asked John the question.

"For my wife, my Helen."

John's tone was firm and resolute at this moment; this was his ultimate goal.

Are you ready?

"I'm ready for her."

Even if this mission will kill you?

“I will struggle to get back to her from the beach.”

John, who spoke these words at this moment, has become even stronger. In Ash's eyes, John was once almost equivalent to a large chunk of a battle-hardened warrior's soul, but now he can touch the edge of a powerful soul.

"The power of love makes people great."

Ash gave a surprised exclamation, helped John up, and put his badge back in his pocket.

"Keep your badge; I don't need it. Since you're prepared, just wait for me a moment."

Ash opened the door to the Fire Keeper's Cemetery, jumped up to the top floor along the protruding coffin, felt the wind, and took out her phone.

"Moz, is the plan finalized?"

On the other end of the phone was a man who had lost most of his hair, wearing old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses and a gray-black shirt. He was tilting his head, holding the phone between his shoulder and a flashlight in his mouth, operating the electrical box in front of him.