Demon Hunter and His Hut

Rude? "

Roger lowered his head, and then saw the dark red on his lower abdomen with the palm of his hand, which was extremely conspicuous on the clean and tidy clothes.

Regardless of the reason, since someone comes to visit, as a host, you should still pay attention to proper clothing.

"I'll go and prepare a new dress for you."

Emily suggested, "Ms. Harlem is in charge of the reception downstairs, so there should be some delay."

Emily said that Harlem is the housekeeper of the manor, who is mainly responsible for the up and down matters.

Although Emily and Annie are also under her jurisdiction, because they have served Roger personally for a long time, their status and status are much higher than those of other maids.

The Angelou family was also a prestigious nobleman many years ago, but with the development of the times, the social structure and wealth have been re-divided.

The nobility fell, new powers were born, and the entire family declined rapidly.

Therefore, in the manor, although efforts were made to maintain the etiquette of the original nobles, on the other hand, the new impact also made many rules ridiculous.

This makes the manor and the manor alternate between the old and the new system, which is a little weird.

The identity of the maid is also very different from the past.

Through the crack in the door, Emily saw Joseph collapsed next to the table. From her perspective, only half of Joseph's back and an empty wine glass placed on the table could be seen.

Obviously, she mistook the stains on Roger's clothes for spilled drinks.

The vineyards of the Kingdom of Severe are well-known, because of the geographical location, the wines produced here are precious items that are vying to buy in many places.

Because of its gorgeous color and mellow taste, it will be nicknamed red agate.

"Help me prepare."

Roger gave a perfect smile, and then closed the door.

He clicked, locked the door behind him, and Roger lifted up his clothes, leaving a hideous wound on his pale skin.

He turned his head, and on the corner of the wall, a bony mask used for decoration fell to the ground, and the sharp corners of the mask were stained red with blood.

"It's really troublesome."

He sighed helplessly. The corpse had no feeling. This kind of trauma would not be able to detect this level of trauma unless the body was covered with soul power at all times.

It is impossible for him to experience pain or even pleasure from his dead body, which will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble for his disguise.

The heart stopped beating, the blood couldn't flow freely, the wound looked scary, but the amount of bleeding was not exaggerated.

At this time, Roger didn't have any good solutions, so he could only perform simple treatments, mainly covering the blood and avoiding continued oozing.

If he waited for a while to change his clothes and greeted him in the banquet hall on the first floor, he was found to be leaking blood in his crotch.

Then the next day, all kinds of weird rumors will flood the upper class.

Just after the wound was treated, there was a knock on the door.

Roger changed his clothes and, led by Emily, followed the stairs to the banquet hall on the first floor.

The entire manor is composed of a single building and several low buildings on both sides, which are connected to each other on the first floor.

Some low buildings were used as separate banquet halls. After arriving on the first floor, Roger passed through the corridor and "heared" the faint conversation.

"I've heard people mention that Dr. Cameron came here specially to see Henrik. Although he didn't say it clearly, his attitude was obvious..."

"The Anglo family's inheritance may be cut off in this generation."

There was a lot of discussion around, but when Roger pushed the door in, the lively atmosphere was slightly stagnant, and then all eyes fell on him.

Surprised to doubt...

"scam!"

"This must be a scam!"

Someone yelled.

The reaction of everyone fell in sight, and Roger tried to respond in accordance with the attitude of the original owner of the body.

But while speaking, he was silently observing the young people appearing in the hall.

The Angeru family has fallen, but there are fallen aristocrats who are in the same situation as Angeru, as well as family children of emerging powers.

These people may not represent the core of each family, but they are closer to the mainstream of the world than ordinary people.

Or the upper class.

But soon Roger was disappointed.

He still has his eyesight, and he can judge a person's approximate strength with simple movements.

Unfortunately, some people here do have traces of long-term exercise, but at best they can only be regarded as vigorous.

It is estimated that even a senior hunter is inferior, and the distance is beyond extraordinary.

"The level of ordinary strength is not much different from that of ordinary people in the original world."

As an inference from this, the power limit of this world may also be very limited.

At this time Roger didn't know whether he should be lucky or disappointed, but for him, before considering the possible benefits and unexpected gains, he at least needed to solve the problems in front of him.

His soul was wounded, and he manipulated a corpse again, and his power was greatly reduced. At this time, he could only pretend to be as much as possible, and then collect information to make plans.

The so-called high-class communication was really boring in Roger's eyes. It wasn't because of visiting people that everyone came here. It didn't take long for him to leave on the grounds of physical discomfort.

The rest of the people dispersed in a rush, and there was the sound of horseshoes outside, and they soon walked away cleanly.

Back in the room, Joseph was still in a coma, Roger checked carefully and confirmed a guess in his heart.

"This protection does not come from himself..."

"And it seems to really come from this world."

This is simply too bad. If you continue to toss like this, let alone whether the corpse will rot or not, the trauma caused by the accident will slowly turn Roger into a suture monster.

"Destroyed water ghosts and killed demon spirits, but I didn't expect to become a monster now."

Roger couldn't help laughing at himself.

If he doesn't want to kill, once this body is damaged beyond control or accidentally exposed, then he can only go to the cemetery to find those fresh corpses to try his luck.

Of course there is another premise...

That is, other corpses do not exclude his manipulation.

Roger really didn't have much confidence in this.

"Solve the problem at hand."

After confirming the direction, he immediately changed his original thinking.

Since this was a corpse, he couldn't be treated as a living person. Roger found a quiet room, sent everyone away, and then took out a set of long swords for practice.

He controlled his body to move quickly, venting endlessly.

Even if the damage is severe, Roger's soul power is far beyond imagination at this time. The previous world was dominated by blood cultivation.

Soul strength only rises.

Even so, because his own level was too high, he passively raised his soul power to a very high level.

Before long, his thin body stopped in place.

"Sure enough."

The practice methods created for the living are not effective for the dead.

It is easy to understand that every transcendent is for a longer life, rather than becoming a walking dead.

Without perception, it is almost no different from a machine with a steel body.

The food is no longer delicious, and the spring water is no longer sweet.

You can't feel the warmth when you hug, and you can't breathe the other person's breath in a deep kiss. If things go on like this, desire will decrease and all passion will fade.

It doesn't make much sense to live.

All the cultivation methods he had before needed the body as a medium, and the deeper level was vigorous vitality.

Roger does not have these conditions now.

"But it's not impossible."

In addition to the most basic seal, there is also a set of special sword seals that Roger hasn't started practicing in the hunter's hut.

Based on the Yaksi Fayin and fusion of the rules in the world's snake eyeball fragments, this brand-new practice method mainly involves the soul and spiritual power.

In addition to the normal practice of swordsmanship, there are also alchemy assistance.

In Roger's view, the brand-new Acxi sword seal completely fits certain descriptions of an important school of demon hunters in his memory.

snake.

Secret and vicious.

"It seems to be exactly the same as my current situation."

Roger looked at the strange face in the mirror and showed an ugly smile.

Even if he practiced from scratch, it would only take a few years at most. Roger believed that he could gain the power of the fourth-order peak with the help of Aksi Fayin.

Although his soul is powerful, he does not have the ability to directly attack, so he has a powerful soul now, but he cannot convert it into a corresponding combat power.

But this does not mean that Roger now has no power to protect himself.

In his soul, the hunter's cabin is looming, and the life force in the gate of shadow, lantern, and spring water is regarded as a rule evolution in a certain sense.

To fully exert the power of this part of the rules, it is inseparable from a strong body as a support, but even a single soul can control a part of it.

Has incredible power.

If Roger can completely recover the trauma on his soul, then the power he can use should be much stronger.

Weakness is only temporary, and it's useless to be impatient. During this time, he only needs to heal his wounds with peace of mind and then slowly understand the world.

The current identity can be regarded as a perfect shield.

The practice method of Yaxie Jian Yin flowed through his heart, and Roger already had a plan for the next stage of practice.

Although there is currently no sign of extraordinary power, Roger knows about the weird defense of Joseph.

This world definitely still hides the truth that he doesn't understand.

Boom boom boom.

Along with the knock on the door, Emily's voice came from outside the door, "Mr. Joseph is awake and has been clamoring to see you."

"No, let him go."

Roger had no plans to open the door.

Bang bang bang.

The voice gradually increased, "Henrik open the door!"

"Open the door!"

Joseph shouted.

"what did you do to me?"

"Open the door! Must explain clearly to me, when did my drink volume be so bad that I got drunk with just a glass?"

Joseph shouted reluctantly.

"When I wake up, I will go back. I am not feeling well and I won't send you off."

Roger replied calmly.

"You are uncomfortable, and I am uncomfortable!"

Joseph yelled, "It's dizzy and my **** hurts."

"What the **** did you do to me?!"

Click.

Roger reluctantly opened the door and looked at Joseph whose eyes were dizzy.

"shut up!"

Roger himself received a soul impact, even if it was passive, Joseph looked miserable.

As for the ass...

Well, Roger admitted that when he placed Joseph, his movements were a bit too random, and he didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment at all.

Anyone who maintains a posture with a hard object under his **** may feel extremely painful after sitting all morning.

Is this guy confused, yelling carelessly.

Emily on the side flashed a stunned eye. She lowered her head quickly, pretending that she hadn't heard anything, but the dark red stains she saw on Roger's abdomen when the door was opened before flashed in her mind.

"It turns out that it's not wine, but blood..."

"Where's the blood?"

At this moment, Emily suddenly felt that being a woman was also extremely happy.

"Let's talk, what are you looking for?"

Roger could only pull Joseph into the room, and Joseph, whose eyes were distracted, took a moment to return to normal.

"Damn it, I admit that I was wrong to use your safety to bet, but you were too cruel to start. Come on, what did you put in my wine?"

He murmured a few words before rubbing his hands with a bright face, "The effect is so good and there is no smell. What channel did you get it from?"

"If you still have it, I might be able to help you..."

Joseph gave Roger a wink.

Roger waved his hand. He originally wanted to find a reason for prevarication, but when he spoke, he suddenly changed his mind, "This is a little research of my own."

"You?" Joseph looked unbelievable.

"Is it impossible? You won't forget the industry that our Anglo family ancestors relied on most?"

Joseph's eyes suddenly widened.

"I see, this must be handed down from your family!"

He swept away his decadence, his eyes were bright and scary, and even Roger was secretly surprised. Unlike physical trauma, the side effects of soul damage were more serious and undetectable.

But Joseph looked almost as if he was okay.

"Yes, it must be so!"

Joseph paced back and forth. "What else?"

"What else does your family's formula have?"

"Is there any kind?"

Joseph gave Roger an ambiguous look.

"Hey, don't you just like money and the pleasure of gambling? When did you become interested in women?"

Roger chuckles.

"Adjustment, life needs adjustment, besides, this kind of thing can be sold to other people even if I don't need it..."

"Have."

"Really?" Joseph was surprised.

Roger nodded with a smile, and then removed a thick-armed stick from the shelf behind him.

"It has everything you want."

Joseph's face collapsed.

"Yes, yes, really?" He looked unwilling.

Roger just smiled, but didn't speak.

Roger did not deliberately show some frivolity, but this is the way the original owner of this body and Joseph get along.

From those messy memories, he also saw a lot of contradictions. He didn't want to go into it before, but now that he thinks about it, it seems that there are other things hidden. UU reading www.uukanshu.cóm

"Things are messy and need to be rearranged and experimented."

"So Joseph, if someone can provide sufficient resources, such as cherished herbs..."

"I think my progress should be much faster."

Joseph looked at Roger, gritted his teeth after a while, "Okay, I will believe you once."

"But you must guarantee that once there are results, no matter what they are, they must be handed over to me to help you take care of them."

"Deal."

Roger nodded, watching Joseph's right hand stretched out, and he avoided it without leaving a trace.

At least solve the problem of body decay first, if all goes well, he may be able to try his new idea.

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