Demon Hunter and His Hut

Viscous and occluded.

The whole person's soul seemed to be plunged into a quagmire, and consciousness gradually recovered, but Roger seemed unable to control his body.

He worked hard for a long time, but he could only feel emptiness.

It was as if the body and the soul were separated, and he had lost control of the physical body. The lonely soul was suspended in mid-air, without the body as a medium, and his perception was suppressed to a very low level.

In the void, Roger avoided being the opponent's ultimate goal, and could only risk swallowing the huge arms and chaotic eyeballs that appeared again.

But it is clear that the carrying capacity of the Shadow Gate is not infinite. Two consecutive swallowings in a very short period of time completely exceeded Roger's endurance.

Coupled with the spatial chaos caused by the temporary coordinate change, the body and soul are almost torn apart in an instant.

In the huge rift, although Roger eliminated the enemy as he wished, he also paid a heavy price.

The soul was almost torn into pieces, and the broken space also caused great trauma to his body.

Jumping constantly in the space, Roger was like a headless fly. At the beginning, he could also avoid some dangers with the power of the Eye of Deception.

And get rid of some worlds that are useless to you.

However, as the injury intensified, coupled with the chaos of energy, he completely lost the initiative and can only be avoided as much as possible.

Until after a jump, an unfamiliar world broke into his eyes, without waiting for Roger to check the specific information.

A white light flashed, and he lost all his consciousness. I don't know how long it took before he found the feeling of self-existence again, but this was also limited to the soul, and the physical senses were completely outside of this.

He concentrated his consciousness and wanted to regain control of his body through the penetration of the soul, even if there was only one head left, as long as he had sufficient vitality, Roger believed that he would soon be able to return to the peak of his strength.

In the world of self, there is almost no way to feel the passage of time, and Roger does not know how long it has passed, and slowly he has the feeling of regaining a body.

Like the birth of the first flame in the world, the soul swelled. Roger took this as an opportunity to cover his entire body with consciousness.

"Mr. Henrik is still handsome..."

There is a faint female voice in the ear, the volume is not loud, the voice is gentle, just listening to the timbre, can make people think of a gentle and shy girl.

"Henrik?"

Roger was taken aback for a moment, "I'm back to Kyle Morhan?!"

He was really surprised. After an accidental collision, he returned to the original world smoothly and was found by Henrik and others...

This is probably a probability of one in a billion.

"Huh? Wait!"

"This language..."

Roger then realized that the girl with a gentle voice was not speaking in any language he knew well.

But it was strange that he did not feel any obstacles, as if he had mastered and used this language proficiently for decades.

"What about being handsome?" came another voice.

"It's a new world now, and those decadent nobles will be replaced by new classes!" Even if the volume was lowered, Roger could still feel the excitement contained in the second voice.

"The times are changing. Every day is brand new. There is nothing else in Mr. Henrik's body. Those old aristocrats' pride and pedantry have learned the same."

"Shut up, Annie!" the gentle female voice reminded at the beginning.

"The Anglo family is still good to us. Although Mr. Henrik is a little tedious occasionally, he is generally pretty passable. As long as we don't nod, he won't force it under any circumstances."

"From this point of view, it is much stronger than those so-called gentlemen."

"Okay, okay, Emily, I know you have such a good feeling for Mr. Henrik, but don't waste your feelings and purity, look at the skirts you stretch, you will meet willing to give you generously Gentleman..."

While talking, the woman called Annie seemed to molest Emily, causing the latter to let out an exclamation.

"Nothing!" Emily retorted.

"As for Mr. Henrik's future, Miss Chloe has already arranged it."

Mentioned the name Chloe, and I don't know why, both of them seemed to be affected, and their voices gradually faded until they disappeared completely.

"Henrik..."

Roger thought about his current situation while adjusting his soul state.

"What happened?"

"A misunderstanding? Do I look very similar to the guy here named Henrik?"

However, he soon threw this idea out of his head, as long as he could control his body and fully regained consciousness, Roger would recover from his injury in the first time and leave directly.

Misunderstanding is not important at all.

After the injury recovers, he still needs to find a way home, which is countless times more difficult than in Elod.

There is no concept of time in self-space, Roger can only judge the passage of time through the occasional conversation between Emily and that Annie.

But then, the conversation between the two was limited to the secrets between young women, not much about the world.

This is actually very easy to understand. No matter where you are, ordinary friends are more inclined to talk about each other's experiences and gossip.

Few people will solemnly exchange world information.

With the first step, the rest is much easier, and finally Roger completely enveloped his body through the penetration of the soul.

Then "woke up" completely.

Before he could check his own injuries, the next moment of calm consciousness seemed to flood into a turbulence, and some messy and unfamiliar memories broke into his mind.

"this is……"

Surprised in his heart, but Roger kept his consciousness calm. He withstood the interference of the first round of memory, then stabilized and scanned the main information quickly.

"Henrik..."

"This is not my body!"

Shocked in his heart, Roger opened his eyes suddenly!

The surrounding area was dim, and the faint light was transmitted to the nerves through his eyes. At this moment, Roger finally understood why it took such a long time to wake up.

Because what he occupies at this time is not the body he originally had.

It was a strange man named Henrik.

Struggling to raise his hands, his palms are slender, and the skin is more delicate than many women. Roger can't see his appearance without a mirror, but through the muscles of his arms, he can simply judge the strength of this body. degree.

It's a mess.

It's not even as good as the state he had when he was awake on the island.

"What is this?"

"Where is my original body?"

Roger was puzzled. The previous symptoms made him faintly aware of the separation between the soul and the body. To be honest, he was really worried now.

His soul is tyrannical, but almost all of his power is dependent on his body, just like computer hardware and software. The two complement each other and are indispensable.

If his body was completely destroyed during the crossing, then Roger would have lost too much.

"wrong……"

"I still have some faint feelings, my body is still there, I have to find a way to find it!"

In his heart, Roger raised his hands subconsciously, but immediately, he watched his body tilt, and then fell out of the bed uncontrollably.

Crackling!

Then Roger heard a rush of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, followed by a hurried door opening.

After a while, Roger felt as if he was being lifted up, and then leaned back on the bed. His body was numb. Although his control was quickly recovering, Roger was just at his mercy.

Two busy figures, one not tall and short, with soft golden hair tied into a braid behind his head, and they are wearing a sky blue maid's uniform.

However, somewhere on the body, the thin cloth was almost split, which made Roger instantly ascertain the identity of the opponent.

Emily.

It should be that Annie who helped him. Annie has orange hair and good looks, but the corners of her eyes are a little drooping, which looks a little bit mean and destroys the whole person's temperament.

Because of Roger's awakening, the whole house seemed to come alive, and people kept coming in and out. Roger didn't say anything, just a blank face, thinking about the strange things that happened to him.

"Where is my body?"

The guy named Henrik he currently occupies is simply weak and pitiful, and Roger even feels that his physical fitness is not as good as that of a healthy adult woman.

The body is the container of the soul. This body is too weak. If you concentrate on thinking for a while, Roger can feel mental exhaustion.

But the key thing is that he now has too many thoughts to sort out, and he urgently needs to determine his own strength state. In a strange place, every moment may be dangerous.

Suddenly a rush of horseshoes came from outside the window, and someone looked out, "It's Miss Chloe, Miss Chloe is back!"

The atmosphere in the room changed, and everyone's expressions became serious, but Roger had nothing to worry about.

The chicken occupies Nestlé, but he has no psychological burden. As long as the opponent is not an extraordinary person at his level, he believes that he can definitely get through.

Reading some broken memories from the brain of this guy named Henrik, Roger briefly understood, and soon a "familiar" footstep sounded in the corridor outside the door.

In the next moment, under the dim light, a delicate or even slightly handsome face appeared in front of Roger.

Short black hair, no matter what age, such heroic women are extremely rare.

She seems to have travelled a long distance, her eyebrows are full of exhaustion, and she is wearing a half-length coat, which looks a little formal, showing a kind of neutral beauty.

The coat has obviously not been taken off for a long time, the original excellent workmanship is full of wrinkles, and the shirt collar of the coat can't see the original color.

"My dear brother!"

The woman strode forward and unscrupulously put Roger in her arms. The moment she folded her arms, she seemed to realize Roger's physical state at this time.

Feeling the muscle elasticity of the opponent's body, Roger always felt that this woman named Chloe was more like a man than the owner of his body.

"I knew it, I knew you would be fine!"

"Those quack doctors even said that you are no longer saved, I won't believe it!"

Chloe mumbled quietly.

"I asked them to put you on this bed and take care of them every day... I knew... it really worked!"

After talking about a bunch of things Roger couldn't understand, Chloe let go of Roger, then held his cheeks with both hands, and looked carefully.

"Why is your body so cold?"

Chloe chuckled lightly.

This woman looks heroic when she straightens her face, and can even be mistaken for an extremely handsome man.

But when she smiled, all the heroic energy from the corners of her eyebrows spread, her eyes flowed, and she seemed to be more charming than any other woman.

Her appearance is not extremely beautiful, but this transformation of special temperament makes her whole person full of fatal temptation.

Because in the ancient nobility, the vast majority of them were indeed full of love for the same sex.

With Chloe's looks and temperament, in this special era, men and women are definitely killing each other.

Full orientation coverage without blind spots.

"Take a good rest. If necessary, my sister can find someone to help you warm up your body, but promise me not to do it now..."

"When you recover from the injury, the previous conditions will depend on you."

Chloe looked fond.

But then she seemed to notice something, waved her hand and wrinkled her nose, "You have only been lying in bed for a few days, and you are going to be stinky."

"I remember you used to love cleanliness the most, maybe those..."

As if thinking of something, she closed her mouth suddenly, "Emily, you and Annie are going to prepare hot water, and then pour the rest in the same proportions as before."

"Are you going to take a shower?" Emily looked stunned, but Annie beside her didn't say anything, just pulled Emily's arm and backed off quickly.

"Promise me to have a good rest!"

Chloe leaned over and put red lips on Roger's forehead, "Sister still has things to do. When I come back next time, I will definitely tie that woman to you!"

After speaking, she patted Roger gently and left in a hurry.

From the beginning to the end, Roger didn't say a word. From the scattered memory fragments, he could see the complexity of the emotions between the brother and sister.

Among the feelings of the owner of this body towards his sister, the most disgusting and fearful.

Strong love can feel suffocating in any world, and Roger's silence is a common pattern of getting along between two people.

Soon, his thin body was supported by the maid and came to the bathroom. Emily and Annie were looming in the steaming mist.

Not as fragrant as imagined, their clothes were just a little thinner.

"Mr. Henrik, let me help you."

Annie took the initiative to step forward. In this case, Roger was happy to enjoy it.

The water in the bath showed a weird turquoise green color, and Emily covered her mouth and nose lightly from time to time, as if she couldn't bear the breath wafting out of the pool water.

However, Roger did not feel any abnormality. Annie seemed to be very skilled. Before long, Roger was left with only a close-fitting underwear.

Unbuttoning her coat, Annie just wanted to help Roger take off his coat, when she suddenly felt cold on her wrist, she suddenly looked up and saw a pair of extremely strange eyes.

"Mr. Henrik, please don't be like this..."

Annie said rejection, but her voice didn't seem so peaceful.

"Get out!"

"All out!"

Roger said coldly~www.NovelMTL.com~ Annie and Emily looked at each other, a little confused.

"Mr……"

"Get out!"

With a rough interruption, Roger's voice became more and more calm, the two brains sank slightly, nodded subconsciously, and quickly got up and left.

The door was closed, and it was not until a long time later that Roger bowed his head and unbuttoned his coat, looking at the faint markings, many of the previous doubts came to his mind again.

"This body is dead." He sighed.

What he manipulates is not the flesh, but the corpse.

One word difference represents a completely different meaning.

Steal fragrance

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