Demon Hunter and His Hut

"Is it underground?"

Roger guessed.

But this time Henrik did not respond to him, but took Roger to the back of the police station.

He and Peter took out their badges and put them on their chests, "Weapons are left in the car. You are not a demon hunter from the Hunter's Guild. You cannot enter here with weapons."

Roger hesitated and followed Henrik's instructions.

Henrik followed Roger in the front, and Peter was at the back.

"let's go."

Following the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the three of them walked into the side door of the police station, but Roger was slightly taken aback by the sight when he pushed the door.

Without the familiar flow of people and facilities, what appeared in front of Roger was a quaint hall decorated with solid wood.

The space is very open. A chandelier with a diameter of 10 meters hangs from the ceiling. The place where they enter is an open space. There is an information desk on the right hand side. Going forward, it is an upward staircase.

Looking back, through the glass, there is a road and a fast food restaurant across the street. Although it is the first time to come here, if Roger remembers correctly...

Entering from the side should be from the police station...

"Haha, no more checking."

Henrik interrupted Roger's thoughts.

"This is not the police station you saw, but another place."

There was a flash of inspiration in his mind, and a word came out.

"Different space?"

"Yes, nor is it." Peter on the side said.

"If you think of it as a separate space, it's fine, but if you come into contact with it more in the future, you should have a deeper understanding."

Peter explained a few words.

"Put the exit in such a conspicuous place, you are not afraid of being discovered by ordinary people or entering by mistake?"

Roger asked curiously.

"Will not."

Henrik tapped on his badge, "Peter and I activated the badge at the same time to successfully bring you here."

"In addition, I also reported to the above in advance, otherwise, even if you really broke in by mistake, you will be taken back to your original world the moment you step into this place."

"Let's go, do the registration, let's go upstairs."

Speaking of Henrik, he took Roger and walked to the information desk on the other side.

There are not many people in the whole hall, and the few that Roger occasionally sees are people with sharp eyes and serious faces.

These people should all be like Henrik, demon hunters who belong to the Hunter Guild.

"Sir, I must remind you again that you are not allowed to carry any weapons..."

The female receptionist at the information desk swept across Roger, seeming to be checking something.

Henrik filled in some simple information, then took Roger and walked up the stairs.

The whole building is in a circular arc shape with an exaggerated chandelier in the middle. The three people followed the stairs to a room on the 4th floor.

Knocked on the door, but when Henrik was about to follow up, he was stopped by the staff on the side.

"Mr. Henrik, this questionnaire is held separately for Mr. Roger, please wait outside."

Henrik was stunned. Obviously he didn't know this beforehand, and he gave Roger a relaxed look.

"We are waiting for you outside, just a process."

"Ok."

Roger didn't think much, and followed the staff into the room.

The decoration in the room is basically the same as that of the outside lobby, with solid wood floors and walls covered with wall coverings. In the middle of the room, there is a long red cedar table.

When Roger came in, the three people sitting behind the table raised their heads at the same time and looked at Roger with a look of scrutiny.

Sitting on the far left is a pale, thin middle-aged man with short black hair tightly attached to his head. His eyes are very thin, and his pupils are shining brightly.

His lips were slightly pursed. Although his gaze did not fall on Roger, it made people feel a faint chill and very uncomfortable.

Sitting in the middle is a kind-faced, gray-haired old woman. From the outside, it seems that there is not much difference between the ordinary women you see in weekdays.

Looking at the woman, the old woman suddenly spoke.

"Roger, you were recommended by Henrik, and I have read your information."

"Introduce myself, I am the head of the Bordeaux Hunter branch, Linda the Dreamer."

"Mr. Dickinson and Ms. Arlo sitting next to me."

"Mr. Dickinson represents the demon hunter, while Ms. Arlo represents the Voodoo Association. Although she is young, she is a lover of the Voodoo Queen."

Roger followed Linda's gaze. Sitting on the other side of her was a black woman with long hair.

Different from Betty's beauty, the woman in front of her has many local indigenous characteristics, with higher cheekbones, the lower part of her cheeks protruding slightly forward, and a golden lip ring on her thick lips.

With Roger's eyesight, the small patterns carved on the lip ring can be easily seen.

Could it be a mysterious object?

"Next we will officially start the inquiry meeting, Mr. Roger, you must answer truthfully." Linda looked at Roger.

"If you lied, believe me, this will definitely not escape the perception of a dreamer and the observation of a demon hunter."

"And I!"

Arlo suddenly interrupted.

"Okay, the inquiry will officially begin!"

Next, led by Linda, the three began to inquire about Roger, including the cause, course and development of the matter, and the basic process did not differ much from Henrik's guess.

After repeated questioning for more than 10 minutes, when Roger thought that everything was about to end, Dickinson, who had not spoken, suddenly said: "According to the data, you are from a declining family of demon hunters."

The narrow eyes fixed on Roger.

"Can you tell me which family it is?"

"I have heard about the demon hunter families in Bordeaux and surrounding areas. Is your family the only descendant left in your family?"

"Dickinson!"

Just when Roger didn't know how to respond, Linda on the side suddenly spoke.

"Sorry... I was abrupt."

Dickinson lowered his head ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and said nothing more.

At this moment, Arlo on the other side suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Roger, after you rushed into the room, the giant python sealed the door with its body, that is to say, this period of time before Mansu's death..."

"You are the only one who faced her alone, isn't it?"

A strange light flashed in Arlo's eyes, and Roger's heart shrank slightly, but he nodded anyway.

"That's it."

"You said you killed her with Henrik's help, just use a sword?"

Arlo's eyes were full of scrutiny, "It's not that I don't believe in your strength, but that you, a demon hunter who uses backward weapons, can kill a witch alone?"

"Even a very weak witch."

Before Roger could answer, she asked again.

"Besides, besides that black witch robe, did you find anything else on her?"

With a fierce heartbeat, Roger knew that this question should be the key to this inquiry!

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