Demon Hunter and His Hut

The meeting place was not in the so-called cursed place and fairy tale world, but in a circular meeting room on top of Ingman’s Parliament building.

In the meeting room is a c-shaped round table.

When Roger and the others entered, some people were already sitting there.

Seeing Jahris, a handsome young man with blond hair sitting on the left hand side raised his head.

Roger recognized the identity of the other party.

The legendary prince charming, the incarnation of wisdom and virtue, the tall man knight.

Seeing Roger, Gawain took the initiative to stand up.

"Bedwell, long time no see, Jahris said that there were some conflicts in your memory during the inheritance ceremony. How are you handling it now?"

"It's okay."

Roger continues to maintain his indifferent and low-key personality.

"Jahris has already told me about the previous incident. He did not do it right. Although you are a member of the Knights, you can be considered a favor in this matter."

Gao Wen laughed and made people feel like spring breeze. Although this young man seemed harmless to humans and animals, Roger could still feel the powerful force he deliberately suppressed.

The rumors are true.

Lancelot and Gawain are better than the other Knights of the Round Table.

In the face of a guy like Tristan who is at the bottom of the inheritance knights, he can even form a crush!

The inside of the 12 Knights of the Round Table was not a piece of iron barrels. Before, Bedwell had been floating in this kind of battle as a half hermit, and was not close to anyone.

This time Roger and the Gareth brothers got closer because of a blunder. As their elder brother, Gao Wen naturally seized this opportunity.

Roger sat at the end, his eyes swept across.

The first place on the right is vacant, which should belong to Lancelot.

He was thinking about the sound of footsteps coming from the door. A tall man with silver hair walked in.

Entering the hall, the temperature in the room seemed to have faintly dropped a few degrees. Roger quickly felt a pair of sharp gazes. He looked up and the silver-haired man glanced at him.

"Don't stare at him."

Jahris reminded from the side.

"Lancelot's bloodline has a part of the bloodline of the Frost Wyvern."

Jahris smiled. "Dragons, no matter what species they have, they naturally carry some dragons."

His voice is not loud, but everyone in the room is a third-order transcendent, and these words can naturally be heard clearly by everyone.

Roger did not say a word but lowered his eyes.

Gawain is okay. He intends to reduce the momentum of his body. But Lancelot doesn't know whether it is the nature of the race or he wants to show his strength. The kind of aggressiveness on his body makes anyone who looks at him can Very uncomfortable.

But it is undeniable that these two guys are the strongest Tier 3 transcendents Roger has encountered so far.

I don't know who is higher and who is lower than Araham who once had complete pale blood.

Kaka.

There were crisp footsteps, and Roger looked up and saw a familiar face.

Galahad.

It's just that Galahad didn't wear a robe this time, but instead wore a professional female suit to keep pace with the times.

The tailored striped suit made her body more straight and plump, with her hair tied neatly behind her head.

"Now that everyone is here, then the meeting officially begins!"

"One more is missing, Tristan."

A big beard sitting not far from Lancelot spoke.

"Tristan is badly injured and can't come."

The other person replied.

"Oh?"

"If I remember correctly, Tristan should be the one who conducts inheritance ceremonies most frequently among all inheritance knights."

"It's a shame for us to be so weak."

Although the two of them didn't say anything clearly, their gazes swept towards Brother Gahris on the opposite side.

"Ahem!"

A low cough came.

An old man in a black robe walked in at some point in the field.

His face is square and his hair is sparse. Although he is tall and straight, he can see the rich decayed aura from his face.

"Mr Green!"

Everyone stood up and bowed their heads to say hello.

"Sit down."

The old man said nothing, and just sat on the main seat.

Seeing him sit firmly, all the talents sit down at the same time.

This old man who looks about to be deadwood is the current head of the Knights of the Round Table.

Cobb Green.

The fourth-order transcendent.

This is almost the limit class that the real world can accommodate.

"How many years have we not held a round table meeting?"

Green's gaze crossed the crowd to look at Roger, who was sitting in the last seat.

"Bedwell, long time no see, you are finally willing to leave that **** lake."

"There are two main things for calling everyone here today."

Green's gaze swept across everyone, there was clearly no power in his eyes, but no one, including Lancelot, dared to look at him.

The 4th-order transcendent has crossed a barrier, and there is a qualitative gap with other transcendents.

Just like nobles and kings.

It is a quality to maintain the most basic humility in the face of the strong.

He may be old, but as long as he still sits in this position and maintains the fourth-order combat effectiveness, then in this conference hall, on this round table, he is the only voice.

"The Kuroshio has come."

"Having finally maintained the calm for 100 years, it is about to be broken again."

"Just yesterday, Jahris, Tristan, Bedwell and others ran into the servants of the Night Queen in the depths of Elder's forest."

"Rams, the headless knight, Kernon, the head of the dark deer, as for the others, should appear soon."

"When the meeting is over, I will contact the Warlock's Hall and the Nature Association. Today is different from the past, and scientific and technological information has become extremely advanced."

"If this Kuroshio cannot be suppressed steadily, then we and the extraordinary world behind us will be exposed to the eyes of the whole world."

After listening to Green's words, everyone in the field had different expressions. Some were worried, some were calm, and some showed instant joy.

"I will redeploy the existing fiefdoms, and the battle will surely start, but we at least have the right to choose the battle location."

"This is not only our battle, but also the battle of the extraordinary world of Europe."

"I hope everyone can unite and get through this difficult time together."

Without an impassioned statement, Green's tone was steady, as if talking about an outdoor outing, but no one in the conference hall dared to interrupt him.

"There is also a second thing~www.NovelMTL.com~ Green let out a sigh and leaned back on the high-back seat.

"When this Kuroshio is over, I will leave the Knights of the Round Table and enter the Privy Council."

His eyes drooped slightly, as if paying attention to everyone's expressions.

"The Knights of the Round Table will need a new leader, and I hope this person can be born among you."

"In addition to the corresponding rights and obligations, I think you should be clear about what it means to be a group leader, right?"

Green raised his head.

"It means that you can get rid of the shackles on your body and gain the key to entering Tier 4!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was ecstasy on everyone's faces.

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