Demon Hunter and His Hut

Night fell.

Roger came to Bordeaux covered in mud.

After a little money, he came to the public telephone booth.

But after calling Henrik's phone, no one answered it for a long time.

"what happened?"

Roger had some doubts in his heart, after thinking about it, he dialed Ingmar's phone.

"You mean Henrik, he left Bordeaux for a mission." Ingmar replied.

"Perform the task?"

"What task takes so long, is it a task assigned by the Hunter Guild?" Roger was a little strange, because of the conflict with Arlo at the time, Henrik was temporarily relieved of the hunter status by Linda.

"No, it's not the task of the Hunter's Guild."

Ingmar thought for a while.

"It's a private action."

She sighed suddenly.

"To be honest, I am also a little worried."

"It's been a week since this guy disappeared. The phone can get through, but no one answers."

"But don't worry, he should be alive and well. I sent someone to check his credit card transaction records."

There was the sound of teeth rubbing on the phone.

"He has spent several large sums of money on local public relations companies."

"What does this kind of company do, don't I need to talk about it?"

Ingmar snorted coldly.

"Use the so-called model dreams to trick young girls into providing services to the upper class."

"Humph."

"It seems that Henrik has made a fortune recently, and he has money to spend in that kind of place."

"Ok……"

Roger smiled awkwardly. Although he didn't know what Henrik was doing, it seems that this guy is probably not going to complete some demon hunting mission.

The high probability is to satisfy some of their special hobbies.

Just when Roger was about to hang up, the opposite Ingmar hesitated and said:

"About Henrik..."

"There are some things I shouldn't have said, because it may involve personal privacy, but I am really worried about him."

"I am worried that he will die because of this."

Roger's heart jumped.

"what happened?"

"Is it related to the so-called mission?"

Ingmar sighed softly.

"In recent years, Henrik has been looking for a woman, or a monster in human skin."

"Have you heard of the female night demon?"

"A weird creature that is full of ultimate charm, which makes men irresistible."

"No man can refuse their temptation, even the most powerful men will be turned around by them."

"Henrik was no exception."

"To be honest, compared to us wandering hunters, Henrik should be considered a real genius."

"He comes from a family of demon hunters. He reached the physical limit of an ordinary person at a very young age. When he was about to enter the transcendent realm, he even accidentally awakened his blood."

"If he is promoted according to normal development, he should already be a member of the blood hunter."

Roger's heart jumped, and he vaguely guessed the future development.

"He fell in love with a female night demon?"

"Then completely depraved for this?"

"Love?" Ingmar smiled.

"There is no word love in the Nightmare's dictionary at all. This emotion does not exist for them. They are the embodiment of desire, and they also feed on desire."

"But there is a very special kind among them. Through special methods and continuous in-depth communication, they can arouse the desires in men's hearts to the limit..."

"Then take everything they have at a critical moment."

"Strength and even blood!"

"What's even more frightening is that men who are deprived of their power through this method will still fall into endless desires."

"They will be nostalgic for the Fengyue place, wandering between different women, killing their energy and spirit again and again, and never recovering from it!"

"Henrik will come to Bordeaux because he got some news about the Night Demon. After so many years, he has been trying every possible way to get revenge."

"On the one hand, use expensive drugs to suppress the desire in the heart, while looking for clues."

Ingmar's voice was a little sorrowful.

"The original Henrik was really energetic. He was good at using short knives and was very proficient in long swords."

"However, after being deprived of his blood, his body completely collapsed, and he could no longer hold the weapon in his hand."

"As a last resort, I chose another path."

"Able to get to this point, he is already better than most demon hunters, but even so, he can't be the opponent of that monster."

"His road to revenge is only a dead end."

"I hope you can find the opportunity to persuade him and let him give up his revenge, that kind of creature...too much restraint on men."

"He has no chance of winning at all."

Hearing this, Roger suddenly remembered Henrik's various performances when he went to Marsh Town alone to perform the task.

That was a trial mission, and perhaps Henrik had already found out before Roger investigated it.

For him, it should be extremely difficult for him to face a life-and-death enemy of his kind, but he needs to work hard to maintain justice.

"This guy……"

Roger shook his head helplessly.

Who would have thought that there are so many stories hidden behind his seemingly slutty life.

Having mobilized all the desires of the body by the female night demon, ordinary people may have been squeezed alive in the endless indulgence.

Henrik used drugs to suppress, while rationally grooming, and this barely managed to maintain a normal life.

Roger finally understood why he was always short of money.

"Do you know where he is?"

Roger asked.

"Cajun!"

"His recent consumption record has been around Kazhen. There has been no news for so long. I think he has not found the target yet."

Ingmar replied.

"Thank you for telling me all this."

What Ingmar said gave Roger a deeper understanding of Henrik.

"Haha, his mouth is very stiff, if you ask, he will definitely not admit it."

After hanging up the phone, several thoughts flashed in Roger's mind. Henrik needed to help him. He was naturally obliged to help him~www.NovelMTL.com~ It just so happened that he also needed to leave Bordeaux to avoid the limelight recently.

He went to a nearby alley and went around a few times, and quickly got some money and a mobile phone from a looting hapless guy.

Roger first dialed Henrik's phone, but was hung up several times in a row. From the frequency of placing orders, Roger could roughly guess what Henrik was doing at this time.

He smiled and edited a text message.

"I'm Roger, I'm in big trouble!"

Click Send.

After 30 seconds, the phone rang and Roger answered the call.

Henrik's breathless voice came through the microphone.

"damn it!"

"If you don't give me a good reason, I will put your head in your ass!"