Demon Hunter and His Hut

Galahad hung up and watched Gewei walk into the manor.

Only she and Green knew about Bedwell's death, so it should be just a coincidence that this woman came here.

For Galahad right now, the most important thing is to find Lancelot. There are too many people who have died recently. If even Lancelot disappears, it is difficult to guarantee that in the next large-scale operation. accident.

As the leader of the new team, Galahad even hopes to lead the extraordinary under his command to establish the battle at the last minute.

Rather than charging into the battlefield in the form of cannon fodder at the beginning.

Leave this to Green and the last batch of inheritance knights under his leadership.

History has proved that there are big problems in the inheritance of the Knights of the Round Table. Although the combat effectiveness is retained as much as possible, it also brings some hidden dangers.

Over the past 100 years, the senior privy council has changed the way of inheritance.

It's no longer a soul, but a transmitter.

Just like the sword of a headless knight, it is not this person who is powerful, but his weapon.

This is the perfect fusion of cursed items and alien souls.

It is easier to create a powerful weapon than to study the soul.

Galahad opened her palm, and a holy grail wrapped in ice crystals appeared in her hand. She instigated energy to chant a spell, and holy water appeared in the empty cup.

Then the water vapor filled the air, but before it condensed into a concrete scene, it collapsed again.

"Still not working?"

Galahad's figure gradually became illusory and disappeared in place.

At the same time, Gewei walked around the manor several times with a look of doubt.

She lived here for a while, and she knew the structure of the entire manor very well. She knew that Roger rarely went to the house in front unless Henrik was there.

There are not too many abnormalities in the room, but Gewei can still detect something special.

After dialing Roger's phone, the ringtone rang in a room on the second floor.

Just when Gewei was about to leave, a very exhausted voice came: "Don't speak, it's not convenient for me to show up now."

Gewei showed no abnormalities, she plunged her body into the soft sofa.

"Are you coming to me for something?"

Roger's voice sounded very hoarse. Before Gewei could react, he heard him continue: "Relax and don't make any resistance."

Gewei did as he said.

My mind was empty, it seemed that something was leaving the body, and then Gewei felt that the scene in front of her had a double image.

She seemed to see the exact same room.

"Soul out of the body?"

Gewei couldn't help speaking, but found that her body was still sitting on the spot.

On the opposite side of her, Roger, with a pale face, leaned tiredly at the foot of the bed.

She looked at Roger up and down, with a trace of doubt on her face.

"Where have you been fooling around?"

She sneered.

"It seems that a few days ago, I was the one who delayed some people's journey to hunt for beauty."

Gewei felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

For transcendents like them, they don't have the complicated emotions like ordinary people. Transcendents have to deal with this problem more casually and magnanimously.

A young body, a long life, and a powerful force will completely change a person's cognition.

Roger's state at this time reminded Gewei of the intimate time when the two of them were getting along.

It seems that some people didn't try their best at the beginning.

This is very hurtful.

"Not at all what you think."

Roger gave a wry smile.

"To be honest, we have known each other for a while, don't you know me yet?"

The expression on Gewei's face tightened.

"Don't say anything as if we are familiar."

"Everyone is just ordinary friends."

The expression on Gewei's face remained unchanged.

"Uh... well."

Roger wanted to tell Gewei that he refreshed his new understanding of the word ordinary friend.

But think about this kind of thing.

Since the advantage is already taken up, don't always say it.

"I met a powerful enemy and had a fight with her."

"She?" Gewei looked weird.

"Forget it, let's talk about it, what can you do with me?"

"By the way, you can know something, but don't mention it to others. Bedwell's identity is dead in name. The Knights should hide this news and haven't announced it."

"I am afraid that there will be major events in Europe in the near future, and the Kuroshio tide is coming. At this critical period, we must be careful."

Roger exhorted.

"Kuroshio, I came to you this time because of this matter."

Gewei felt that she was in a strange state at this time, as if she was in a parallel space.

"Remember the last time I attended my promotion ceremony?"

"Remember, of course."

Roger nodded.

How long has the time passed, ahem, of course certain things are easier to impress people.

Gewei pretended not to see Roger's expression and continued.

"Just the night before the promotion ceremony, all the blood secret families signed an agreement. We broke away from the Knights of the Round Table and secretly joined the Nature Association!"

"Tamara's Nature Association?"

"But she is a druid..."

Gewei nodded, "It is not convenient for the wizard leader to attend. She personally came to sign a contract with us. Just two days ago, Tamara suddenly visited and held an internal meeting."

"She told us that she found an entrance to the location of the Kuroshio!"

"It was because of entering that place 100 years ago that Greene grew at an extremely fast speed and achieved his status today.

"For us, there are dangers there, but there are also opportunities."

"All the high-ranking members of the Secret Blood Clan were moved. We plan to follow Tamara into that world!"

Gewei looked cheerful.

"Ordinary blood secret family members have no right to know, because I have entered the third rank, as the guardian of my promotion ceremony, and your strength is obvious to all."

"So, you can enter that place with me!"

"The source of the Kuroshio..."

Roger thought of his recent experience.

That is obviously a fragment of a shadow world, and the reality corresponding to this is... the source of the Kuroshio!

Seems to see Roger's hesitation.

"I understand what you are worried about. Tamara's motives are probably not pure. She may have the idea of ​​using us."

"But so what?"

"If you don't have power, you must be slaughtered. The only difference is the length of time and the way. Now that we have an opportunity to choose, we must seize it!"

"A hundred years ago, Green's strength was far inferior to ours. What he can do, we can too!"

Gewei clenched his fists, "I don't want the thing about Grace to happen again."

"How about you?"

"Want to go in and try it?"

"or……"

To be honest, Roger really hesitated.

He didn't know what Green had experienced in that world, nor did he know the source of Gawain's news, but he saw the Elder Shadow among the fragments of the shadow world.

The improvement of own strength is also obvious.

Judging from the current situation, Lilith is already prepared, and it is no longer possible to sneak in like the last time.

He can only use the power of other people to enter that world, and then use this as a springboard to find the entrance to hide the Elder Shadow.

Bedwell's identity is dead, and Lancelot is too difficult to disguise, and it is easy to reveal flaws.

For now, there are only two ways for him to enter that world, Gao Wen and Gewei in front of him.

Roger wanted to dissuade Gewei from taking risks there, but he also knew that Grace's affairs had a great impact on Gewei. As her strength increased, the mission of the race was also on her shoulders.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, she had almost no choice.

Gawain is an extremely mysterious guy, Roger really doesn't want to have too much contact with him, if there is no Tamara, Govey is Roger's best choice.

But in front of...

If you continue to disguise yourself as a guardian, can Tamara dispel your doubts?

"Give me some time, I need to think about it."

Roger is not quite sure.

The disappointment in Gewei's eyes flashed away, but she nodded, "You know how to find me."

"Not long ago, there was an abnormality in the energy near the channel. We are trying to stabilize the channel for transmission. At most three days, we will definitely set off."

Gewei looked at Roger, hesitated for a moment, and said that sentence.

"I hope to see you."

After speaking, she took the initiative to concentrate, everything in front of her disappeared, her consciousness returned to reality, Gewei got up from the sofa, opened the door and left.

From beginning to end, Roger did not appear.

In fact, when Galahad visited, he had already awakened from his drowsiness. He carefully checked it and found that apart from the lack of energy in the body, the whole person could not be better.

The passage in the body is basically stable, and it is almost complete the last missing part, and there must be a new change by then.

Strength enhancement is only the appearance, the important thing is to strengthen the control of the pale blood in the body.

And the attack that erupted in the crisis when faced with Lilith's oppression Roger before, also let him see a certain direction in the future.

That may be the state when the dream trial is completed.

Or maybe it was the state when the channel was firmly and completely generating its own pale blood.

But no matter which one of them, it represents absolute power.

The temporary outbreak is still relatively rough, and a lot of energy is wasted. After the system is improved and finely controlled, the power can still reach a higher level.

Roger tried to find the feeling of exerting strength at the beginning, and he already had a moment in his heart.

However, this kind of attack is a real life-death blow, and after an outbreak, the body will be completely hollowed out.

Work hard and rest for two hours.

This is the state of life-death blow at this time.

After this fight, he didn't even need to confirm the result of the battle, so he could only escape.

After recovering the wasted energy, Roger sent it directly to the cemetery hut after finishing the repair.

In the fairy tale world, Amanda has fallen asleep, and her whole person and the dragon scale have been wrapped into a large cocoon, the dragon scale glowing red and beating like a heart.

"The talent is really unreasonable."

Roger checked Amanda's condition, which made him suspect the source of the girl's blood.

Andrine is just an ordinary woman, and his father is rarely mentioned. Roger can only sketch an image of a middle-aged man obsessed with occultism.

However, even if his father had a special bloodline, the huge difference between extraordinary life and ordinary people made it extremely difficult to reproduce heredity.

There is no way to explain Amanda's strength.

Without further thinking about this question, Roger opened the door and walked out of the wooden house, changing his image and walking around the town.

He saw Andrin and Greg leaving the police station talking and laughing together, then went shopping in the supermarket and went home together.

As for the rest of the matter, Roger is not clear.

He even disguised it again and went to sit in the hunter's bar.

The atmosphere here in Menia is very different from that in Europe. It seems that the hidden world behind different regions is indeed different.

"If you have the opportunity, you should really go elsewhere."

"As a qualified demon hunter, he seems to have no fixed place. Traveling around the world is the norm."

"While drinking, hunting monsters, and then seeing different customs, alternation of power, and disputes between forces have nothing to do with us."

Roger was alone in thinking about it, and there was the sound of chair dragging around him, and a drunk woman was sitting opposite her.

"Boom!"

The woman put most of the empty wine bottle on the table. She stared into Roger's eyes with a trace of doubt on her face.

"I don't know why, your eyes remind me of a former friend."

"Haha!"

There was a burst of laughter at the next table, and a big beard in a gray plaid shirt and blue jeans whistled loudly.

"Ingmar, how lonely are you, even the strange man who appeared in the bar for the first time!"

"Oh!"

The answer to the bearded man was a wine bottle that flew out.

The bearded man took the bottle of wine into his hand with a smile, "It's a good bottle of wine!"

"Next time if there is a need, you can call me anytime!"

"Get away!"

Ingmar was furious, "Don't think I can't guess your dirty thoughts."

"How many of you really want to sleep with my old lady?"

"It's not because of Henrik, because of some relationship between me and him, hum."

Ingmar sneered.

"Look at your aspirations."

"I should really call him and ask him to come back around."

"By the way... seduce those **** who are by your side!"

"Oh, God!"

The crowd roared.

"Ingmar, this is too vicious!"

"I would rather have a leg broken than see Henrik's shoes hidden in the closet when I go home!"

"Look a little bit more, Ingmar, Henrik has become young and handsome, and his strength has improved a lot. At the same time, he has become the acting president of the Hunter Guild."

"But he obviously couldn't bear your special request, so he ran away!"

Someone booed off.

After hearing this, Ingmar waved his hand indifferently, "A bunch of rude idiots."

"You don't understand what a woman wants."

She sat awkwardly on the chair and picked up the wine glass in front of Roger.

After drinking it all, the nose and eyebrows were wrinkled together.

"A glass of plain water..."

"You are the second guy I have ever met to drink this kind of horrible thing in a bar~www.NovelMTL.com~Roger smiled.

"No, I bet it must be the first one."

"I don't believe that demon hunters other than me would do this."

Ingmar's eyes gradually became blurred. She looked at Roger, who was sitting opposite, as if looking at another person.

"What do these idiots know? There is no permanent banquet in the world, especially for the demon hunter."

"Drink, brag, fight."

She sighed.

"I put down the sword, but I can't let go of the past life." As he said, he fell asleep leaning on the chair.

Seeing Ingmar, who had become weaker and aging, there was an inexplicable emotion flashing in Roger's eyes.

You know, the female demon hunter he knew was never drunk.