Demon Hunter and His Hut

Spur on the horse.

After leaving the manor, many nobles turned on their horses and rushed to the nearby mountains and forests impatiently.

The surrounding woods are all within the territory of the Baron Greencastle. The large dangerous animals have long been cleaned up, and the rest are harmless small and medium-sized animals.

Or the prey they deliberately raise, which is usually provided for recreation.

Although Joseph's actions were unfamiliar, he also happily joined the hunting team.

"Ro...Jie."

Bisca glanced at Roger. "Where is your horse?"

Roger didn't look up either, "I feel a little uncomfortable, so I won't participate."

He raised his collar, covered half of his cheek, and said slowly.

"The autumn scenery in Green Castle is pleasant. It would be a pity if you don't experience it yourself."

Bisca frowned. In fact, everyone didn't particularly care about the so-called hunting reward. This was just a private exchange.

It's okay to have some fun and determine the new position of the entire Green Castle in this small circle. If it looks pleasing to the eye, when the evening banquet is over, there are many free rooms in the manor.

Anyway, this outing will last a few days, enough for many things to happen.

Roger's location is not too far away from Dros, he has made up his mind, and when the night comes, he will find the one-armed soldier alone and have a good talk.

So at this time, there was a lack of interest, and there was no interest in talking with other people.

Although Bisca felt a little disgusted with Roger's approach, after all, this outing was initiated by her, and Roger's approach made her master a little uncomfortable.

But because there were other people present, she could only turn her head away and pretended not to see it.

Although it was a little farther away, it didn't take long before Roger heard the whispers from Biska.

It was nothing more than some choreography and mockery of him. Bisca and the people around her were extremely quiet. They were outdoors at this time, and the faint calls from the woods could be heard in the distance.

At this distance, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to hear the conversations of several people.

During this period, from time to time, someone rode back three or two small prey, and their arrival aroused the applause of the surrounding women.

Someone recorded the prey in the book, and the other side was directly handed over to the chef to peel and prepare it for cooking.

The majestic knights, the beautiful scenery, and the passionate women are full of humor and praise, as well as some popular little games among the nobles.

Roger noticed that several outstanding male aristocrats have received a lot of favor.

Presumably, they shouldn't be lonely anymore during the few days they spent relaxing in the manor. Even Joseph actually hunted a few rabbits.

This guy looks clumsy, but archery should have been systematically trained, and Roger immediately thought of the driver with thick hands and feet.

"Mr. Roger..."

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly came from my ear, "The first time I met, I am Vera, don't mind if I sit next to you."

Roger turned slightly to the side, a fair-skinned woman with long blonde hair and a neat hunting outfit said softly.

Although it was an outing, many women in the field were obviously well dressed in order to maintain their beauty.

In this case, there is no way to wear the fancy dress at the banquet, but almost everyone chooses a slightly shorter popular dress.

But the one in front of him is slightly special. The tight-fitting hunting suit on his body has been carefully decorated to perfectly outline the curve of his body.

A large patch of white and greasy skin was exposed at the junction between the neck and the chest.

"Is the food here unpalatable?"

Vera sat down opposite Roger on her own, leaning forward with one hand supporting her chin, and against the backdrop of the hunting outfit, one side of her arm squeezed out a certain part in an exaggerated arc just right.

"I noticed that you haven't eaten anything since you came to the manor."

"Such a beautiful autumn scenery, isn't it worth a drink?"

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile that was very interested in Roger. Then handed the wine glass to Roger.

"Refusing a lady is not a gentleman's approach."

Roger raised his head but didn't look at Vera who was sitting across from him, but went over her and looked at Bisca who was busy in the distance.

The distance was far away, and the few people were talking in low voices, but Bisca and Vera would never think that their previous conversation had been captured verbatim by Roger.

This kind of tricks among the nobles seemed very boring to Roger now. As for what was mixed in the wine glass, he didn't even want to think about it.

It's nothing more than trying to make him embarrassed in public.

Combined with the temptation of Vera Ruoruuowu, if it is too much, it may make herself show a little drunkenness, and then add the pitiful look of a beautiful woman.

Hey, I'm afraid it will arouse public outrage at that time.

Roger had noticed that when Vera sat in front of him, there were already many eyes on the two of them, both brightly and secretly.

It seems to be a beautiful social flower.

But Roger didn't say anything. Instead, he picked up the wine glass in front of him, raised his head and drank a clean drink.

"Wow~ you look good with alcohol. I heard that there is a beautiful lake near the Anglo family manor. I really want to go there when I have a chance."

Vera stared at Roger with gleaming eyes, and casually talked about some of her travel experiences, seeming to be waiting for something.

And Roger also noticed that Bisca, who was busy in the distance, was also watching the two of them intentionally or unintentionally.

"Miss Vera, I want to be alone."

After a brief conversation for a while, Roger suddenly spoke, and the woman's face changed slightly.

Relying on her beauty, figure and prominent identity.

No matter what the banquet, she will become the absolute central figure, and she has seen more of the tricks shown by those gentle nobles.

But there has never been a rude person like Roger who rejected her facelessly.

What made her even more strange was why she drank that glass of wine, but the man in front of her did not respond.

Her face changed for a while, but Vera quickly recovered, "The environment here is really special, it is easy to relax, and the mood will unconsciously feel calm..."

Vera tried her best to find a step for herself. Although the conversation between the two would not be heard by others in the distance, her self-esteem was not allowed to be trampled by a down-and-out noble child.

"call……"

Roger let out a sigh, stood up abruptly, and then found a corner where no one was sitting again.

"you……"

Vera clenched her fists in consternation. She felt as if she had been insulted, but after a while, seeing that the man in the distance was still normal, she could only stand up bitterly and return to Bisca's place. Small circle.

"Hey, brother!"

Not long after Vera left, a familiar figure sat opposite Roger.

"That's Vera, tusk, I don't know how many young aristocrats are fantasizing, and there are even rumors that some old nobles have also thought about her."

Joseph deliberately emphasized the old pronunciation.

"You turned her down?"

"If it's just wanting to play, then I can only say that brother, you are playing big."

"Even if you can have a little ambiguity with her, it's great."

Joseph looked longing.

"It seems that there are some things that are not just a pastime in your life, but even beyond your love for money.

Roger set aside the wine glass that Joseph had handed over, and said slowly.

"It's not the same, it's not the same." Joseph shook his head, and suddenly his eyes lit up and an idea came up. "You say, if I bet with others, bet I can spend the night with Vera... Tsk tsk, you say the odds What an exaggerated number will it reach?"

"Forget it, I'm really crazy." Joseph suddenly laughed at himself. "There is no success rate at all. No one is willing to bet against me."

At this moment, a huge noise suddenly came from a distance.

Joseph turned his head and saw a burly young man on the edge of the forest walking out of it carrying a cheetah-like animal with green fur.

"It's Farr!"

"God, this guy killed a vine leopard alone!"

"The Baron Greencastle was also negligent. It was so terrible to appear in the nearby territory... No!" Joseph suddenly returned to his senses.

"Maybe it was specially prepared for this hunt." He muttered to himself, seeing the women in the field shouting without aristocratic restraint, his eyes were full of envy.

Just when everyone's attention was completely attracted by Farr's vigorous posture and the vine leopard that he had hunted, no one noticed Roger splashing the drink in front of him on the ground.

Then put the empty cup on your lips.

By the time his arm fell, the empty glass had been refilled with liquid.

With the control of his body, Roger could always find an opportunity to spit out the wine he drank, but thinking of the bet that Joseph mentioned earlier, an idea suddenly popped into his heart.

"Maybe only a guy like Far will win Vera's favor."

Joseph's words were sour.

"Not always."

Roger spoke.

"I bet, I have a way to get Vera to accept your invitation, um... If you are lucky, maybe you can go further."

"One step closer?"

Joseph looked longing and was attracted by Roger's simple words.

"Where to go... Uh... No, it's impossible, what can you do?"

Joseph suddenly recovered, "Forget it, you can't even handle your own problems."

"you do not believe?"

Roger smiled. He pushed the wine glass in front of Joseph's eyes, "Go and buy her a drink, do as I say, and you will know whether it is true or not."

In the upper social field of the kingdom, sometimes handing out a wine glass to the opposite **** represents a special invitation. Although it does not necessarily mean that you can meet directly and frankly, it is at least a signal.

A signal that the other party recognizes you, is willing to contact, and then continues to communicate.

Therefore, the more dazzling women will be more reserved in such occasions, and be cautious in accepting wine glasses from the opposite sex.

Ordinary men dare not attack at will.

Roger looked confident, but Joseph hesitated.

At this moment, in the cheers of everyone, the tall Farr simply cleaned up the blood stains on his body. This was his battle badge.

He smiled confidently and came to Vera with his wine glass.

"Beautiful Miss Vera, didn't you just keep saying that you want to make a soft fur coat?"

Fall straightened his chest and handed a glass of wine to Vera. "The fur on the abdomen of the rattan leopard is the softest. It may not be enough to make a coat, but if it is a short fur or a scarf, it should be more than enough."

He was full of masculinity, carrying the power of victory, and issued the horn of attack.

Vera smiled, and she wouldn't mind what happened to the momentary joy and the tall and strong Farr in front of her if she changed to normal.

But at this time, after experiencing the merciless rejection from Roger, the negative emotions all over his body vented, and he couldn't help but feel disgusted when he saw Farr's full-bodied gaze.

"It seems that today's hunting should be comparable to Mr. Fall's bravery, but I think you should clean up the blood on your body before facing Mr. Dros' instructions."

She pretended to be uncomfortable, stepped back and patted the towering breast lightly.

"I'm sorry, this is not against you, but I am a little sensitive to blood."

Farr's movements froze in place, but fortunately, a companion took the opportunity to pull him aside and resolve the invisible embarrassment.

Even Farr, the winner of this hunt, was rejected by Vera, and the man with other thoughts naturally hesitated to move forward, and a clear "vacuum" area was even formed around Vera.

But at this moment, someone picked up the wine glass and walked straight to Vera.

"Is it Joseph?"

"What is this guy going to do?"

"Even Farr has failed, he wouldn't want to..."

"Tsk tsk, everyone likes beautiful women, but there are some things that can be successful without thinking."

Everyone talked in whispers.

"I heard that Joseph likes to bet with people the most. Should we bet on a round, will Vera tactfully reject him, or will he splash the glass of wine on his face in person?"

Everyone laughed, but no one was optimistic about Joseph's next actions.

If Farr's invitation is brave, then Joseph's behavior is stupid.

His heart was beating, and all kinds of discussions were all around him, passing by a small circle formed by a few people, Joseph suddenly slowed down and quickly interjected.

"Count me, I'll buy myself!"

"Haha, which one to buy?"

Someone chuckles.

"Of course it was a good night together!"

After speaking, he came to Vera without looking back.

After a moment of silence, a suppressed laughter erupted in the small circle gathered by the crowd.

"He will lose his pants!"

"If everyone present joins the game, it won't be long before we can witness the fastest bankruptcy record."

On the other side, Joseph waved impatiently before he got close to Vera.

"Sorry, Mr. Joseph, I just drank too much wine and I was a little dizzy. Can you let me breathe?"

Even with disgust in her heart, Vera tried to maintain her personality.

Joseph's movements froze, but the next second he mustered up his courage to hand out the wine glass in his hand, and stepped forward and said softly.

"Do you know what happened to Roger?"

Vera's pupils suddenly enlarged ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and looked at Joseph in a daze.

At this moment, the alcohol was inhaled into her nose, and Vera unexpectedly took the wine glass from Joseph.

Joseph pressed the surprise in his heart

when.

Touching the wine glass, he raised his head and took a sip of red wine.

Seeing Vera making the same move, he sent out an invitation with confidence.

"It's noisy here, let's go to the other side to chat."

A blush flashed across her face, Vera nodded gently, and then left a bunch of passersby dumbfounded.

On the other side, Roger tapped the table lightly.

Hmm... there should be a good show next.

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