Demon Hunter and His Hut

Dear Roger, long time no see! "

As soon as he got off the plane, the triumphant Henrik gave Roger a big hug.

This guy looks great.

Breaking through the extraordinary, the special blood vessels in the body are also awakened, and the physical fitness is steadily increasing. The increase in the strength of the blood hunter is more feedback on the influence of the blood vessels on the physical fitness.

Only a short period of time has passed, but Henrik's strength has exploded.

This aspect may be because he has awakened that blood is more precious, but more because of the energy drawn from the female night demon's horns.

In Elder and most parts of Europe, the division of the power of the extraordinary is highly unified.

Professionals who have just entered the transcendental level are called first-level, and they are recursively on top of it, without the various naming habits of Menia.

Roger also learned that the extraordinary professions in this land are not limited to the ones he knew before, and the unified naming is also convenient for distinguishing each other's strengths.

The waning moon, the crescent moon and the full moon correspond to steps 1 to 3 respectively.

For example, the current Roger is at the peak of Tier 2 and can fight enemies in the early stages of Tier 3.

As for Henrik, it is equivalent to the transition from the beginning of the second stage to the break.

"Well, is it particularly difficult during this period of time without me?"

"How are things going on in Bordeaux?"

With just a phone call, Henrik gave up his post as the president of the Bordeaux branch, and this friendship is indeed nothing to say.

Henrik's approach made Roger hesitate about what he would do next.

Forget it, if it's okay, how can you be regarded as good friends if you don't pit each other?

But about the mountain girl, Roger still felt that he should ask Henrik for his opinion.

"It will take some time, but it's almost there by the way"

"You promised to introduce me to a female friend?" Henrik's eyes lit up.

"Is it a beauty?"

As he spoke, he made gestures on himself, "You should know the type I like, brother, don't let me be disappointed in your eyes."

"By the way, what's the name of this beauty?"

Roger hesitated, "To be honest, I don't know how to describe the other person's appearance. As for whether they are beautiful or not, of course it depends on their own aesthetics."

After listening to Roger's words, Henrik looked forward to the next meeting even more.

"As for her name..."

"I am not sure as well."

Roger felt that his homework was not enough, "but we all like to call him a mountain girl."

"Mountain...female?!"

"Haha!"

Henrik's expression was exaggerated. "Use a mountain to describe it." He stretched out his hand and gestured.

"That must be very spectacular!"

He put his arm around Roger's shoulder, "Hey, Roger, you are really my best friend!"

"I have been on the battlefield for so many years, and I have never met a girl named after a mountain."

Roger blinked. He wanted to tell Henrik that the mountain was growing on his back.

"Forget it, just go to see the last time, even if this guy Henrik is frantic, he won't really have anything to do with her."

Roger comforted himself.

Leaving the airport, Roger directly drove Henrik to a small town about 50 kilometers away from Dublin.

According to Gewei, the mountain girls are forest elves, and they don't always live in a certain part of the forest.

If you have ever met with the mountain girl and want to ask her questions again, you only need to enter the woods when the sun rises and walk along the east.

When you encounter the first fork in the road, use a branch as a guide, and then continue to move forward. After repeating this three times, continue walking forward, and you can see a twisted and withered tree in the woods.

Seeing this tree means that the mountain girl has accepted your meeting request.

At this time, you only need to dig a small hole under the tree to find a fresh root.

Take this root of the tree, you can choose to enter the woods again in the morning or in the evening, and then follow the sense of the roots to find the position of the mountain girl in the dense forest.

Of course, this is just an ordinary method. A wizard like Gewei who has a special bloodline that can communicate with trees does not need to be so complicated. She can directly call the mountain girl through the spiritual construction of the connection with the forest.

This is why the last time Gewei and Roger were walking around in the woods, it was easy to find the location of the mountain girl.

Regarding the choice of time, Gewei gave Roger an important reminder.

"Remember, you must enter the woods in the evening. After the sun sets, take your friends to see the mountain girl."

"If both parties are satisfied, then your friend will stay overnight in the wooden house."

"Stay overnight?"

Roger's eyes widened. "Aren't you kidding me?"

"Or what kind of weird spell this is."

Gewei shook his head.

"The mountain girl looks hideous and evil, but she is actually an elf in the woods, just like the world is divided into day and night. There are poisonous snakes in the woods, but there are also refreshing flowers."

"Whether it is a viper or a flower depends on your attitude towards the forest."

Gewei said something mysterious and mysterious, no matter how much she didn't want to talk about it, but out of trust in the girl, Roger still chose to believe her.

Because of time, the two stayed overnight in a small town, and Roger and Henrik discussed how to use the French seal.

Life in the town is quiet and peaceful, and there is no rich nightlife. After a simple meal to relive the past, the two went back to the room to rest.

Early in the morning of the second day, before dawn, Roger and Henrik entered the jungle together. He followed Gewei's instructions and said the name of the mountain girl silently in his heart.

Going all the way, after three consecutive times, I finally saw a big withered and twisted tree.

"It's amazing."

"Your friend should be a forest elf."

Henrik looked at the fresh roots in Roger's hand, quite eager to try.

"Let's go, we will come again in the evening."

The two left the woods.

Time flies quickly, and in the evening Roger is ready, holding the root of the tree, and taking Henrik into the jungle.

As for the latter, he naturally made a lot of preparations, but Roger couldn't help but reminded after only one glance:

"It's just a simple meeting, do you need to prepare so much?"

Henrik held up his chest, "To have confidence in my charm, he patted the auxiliary tool in his arms."

"Don't worry~www.NovelMTL.com~ I have calculated the time."

"The ones you brought with you should be just right until dawn."

"I'm... Ma."

Roger instantly felt that he was worried about this kind of person, which was really unnecessary.

The fresh roots in his hand actually pulled out young shoots in the woods at an extremely fast speed, and the young branches were drifting in the wind, like a soft little hand guiding Roger.

The sky gradually became gloomy, and when the last ray of sunset disappeared, a wooden house covered with flowers appeared at the end of the field of vision.

"God, I started to like this girl a little."

Henrik quickened his pace.

With green vines entwined, flowers paving the ground, and clear water flowing slowly beside the wooden house, even Roger began to fantasize.

Isn't the person living in the wooden house a fairy?