Demon Hunter and His Hut

   Woke up refreshed.

  The sun is shining outside the window, the birds are shuttled in the forest, and the dew on the grass is shining with colorful light.

  Roger stretched out. He hasn't relaxed like this for a long time. With a move of his mind, he once again returned to the Shadow House, and then back to the real world.

  Henrik and Dirio in the manor unexpectedly spent the whole night with Dirio. When Roger went there, the two were arguing over the new decoration style.

   greeted him, and after a little preparation, Roger drove away from Dublin.

Every answer from   Mountain Girl is extremely precious, and the position of the new manuscript was won by Henrik's dedication and effort.

  Nothing happened, he planned to go directly to the destination point.

  Spent a morning on the road.

  After eating some food in a nearby town at noon, Roger deliberately changed his clothes after entering the mountain, trying to reduce his modernity, so that the dress fits the style of the game as much as possible.

  Finding a specific location, he should be pulled into a special space, try to dilute the characteristics of his body, maybe it will be helpful for the next action.

  The place given by the mountain girl is called Sleepy Valley. Of course, this place does not exist in the real world. He traveled all the way and soon came to the designated area.

   Take out the leaf that the mountain girl gave him.

  Even after a few days, the leaf is still full of vitality, and the green color and texture are clearly visible.

  Roger's condensed mental power triggered the special energy in the leaves, and then he recited a few words in a low voice.

  To be honest, Roger also didn’t know the specific meaning of the language he uttered. It seemed that it should be a weird language peculiar to the mountain girl.

  In many non-human races, language is not only a tool for communication, but often they also act as a medium of special energy.

  As soon as Roger's voice fell, the leaves in his hand slapped automatically without wind. He turned around and floated in the air. Seeing that Roger hadn't moved, it also played around him playfully.

  Stepping forward, following the leaves floating in the air, Roger headed deeper into the woods.

  The branches are luxuriant, and the surroundings are becoming more and more remote. Many times, he needs to pass through a very narrow gap.

  Walking around along the way, Roger was completely confused about his position, and it was not until the sun began to fall westward that he came to a long and narrow cave.

   "A cave?"

  This narrow area made Roger instinctively resist, and then the leaves floating in the air suddenly burst and turned into three emerald green hairs again.

  Hair burned spontaneously without fire, and the face of the mountain girl disappeared in a flash.

  Roger knew that the cave in front of him might be the destination of his trip.

  He no longer hesitated, and gingerly got in and fanned.

  Tick to tick.

  There were water drops falling from nowhere inside the cave. The darkness did not affect Roger's sight. After wading across an underground river, a cloud of white mist suddenly floated from the depths of the dark cave.

  Roger held his breath and walked slowly forward, the next moment the light was shining, and when he recovered, he found that he was already in a forest.

   "Come in?"

   Before Roger could look at the surroundings, an exclamation came from the woods not far away.

  At the same time, in the woods of the real world, Lehard, who was slightly exhausted, had to order everyone to temporarily stop searching.

  In the gap between everyone's rest, Matt quietly came to Lehard.

   "Sir, we have been in this area for several days, but now we have no clue."

   "Will the clues given by the privy council go wrong?" The young man's face did not have the calmness of last night.

  Lehad is calm on the surface, but a little anxious in his heart. Although the probability of this kind of thing going wrong is very low, it may not happen.

   "Don't worry, how can this kind of place be easily found."

  He looked up and looked around, "Tell everyone to take a break."

  Lehad found a high place. While recalling the prompts he received before setting off, he looked at the surrounding environment.

  But at this moment, Lehard raised his brow lightly and noticed a black eagle hovering in mid-air.

  He clenched his fists and looked up at the birds of prey flying in the sky.

   "Don't talk about it."

   "Or do you really think I can't see anything?"

   Hearing what he said, a low-flying black hawk dexterously glides and landed on a branch not far away.

  Not long after, there was a noise in the woods, and three figures appeared in front of Lehard.

   "How could it be you?"

  He noticed the badges worn on the shirts of the three of them, and asked in surprise.

   "Such important news, those stingy women would let other people?"

   Walking in front is an old man with a little gray hair. He is tall, and although he may not have many muscles, he feels straight and tough.

  "We exchange what is needed, we always have what they need."

  The old man held a cane like dead wood in his hand. He stomped the ground gently, and the black eagle on the branch flew up and fell on the wrist of a young man next to him.

   "Knight Lehad hasn't seen you in a long time."

   "From the perspective of age, we should be about the same."

  The old man smiled heartily, "Look, see, we are standing together now, who would think we are the same age."

  "I think most people will treat me as your elder, right?"

  The wrinkles on the old man’s face unfolded, and he said familiarly.

   "Asumani, you are still the same."

  Lehard shrugged, "Is it interesting to take advantage of this kind of thing?"

  "Life has only been a few decades, so time is so short, it is natural to have fun in time."

  The old man called Azumani smiled, "You know, we druids are not like knights like you, don't have such a powerful bloodline power and long life."

   "If I can't enter the next stage, my remaining life is really running out~www.NovelMTL.com~ A moment of loneliness flashes in the eyes of the old man.

   After hearing what he said, Lehad first felt sympathy, but he quickly recovered.

   "You **** old thing."

  "You should not have any sympathy when facing you!"

   "Haha." The trick was exposed, but Azumani was very indifferent.

   "It seems that the story in the fairy tale has not officially opened yet. Maybe we are here at the right time."

  He took a step forward.

   "How about, do you work together?"

   "A manuscript without an owner, an unopened story, just by luck, we may need to spend a lot of time."

  "And time means change. It's better to share information and find a way to open that story together."

"leftover……"

   "Let’s work hard individually."

   Lehard’s gaze swept across the three of them, weighing the pros and cons quickly in his heart, whether it was the number of people or the combat power, obviously they had the advantage here.

  In this case, he stopped hesitating and nodded.

   "Happy cooperation."