Demon Hunter and His Hut

"Is it true, Roger?"

Andreen held a piece of letter paper and shouted excitedly.

Roger nodded.

"I'm so happy for you!"

"It seems that although you forgot something, some skills are still perfectly preserved, and I have to celebrate for you at night."

Andreen patted Roger on the shoulder, "This time you can't refuse, come to a musical performance, maybe this story will appear in your personal autobiography many years later."

There was joy in Andreen's eyes.

Roger nodded, "No problem, I'll play a tune for you."

"Bordeaux Conservatory!"

Andreen sighed, "It's the most famous music university in the whole state. When I was young, I dreamed of being on the stage, but unfortunately, this university is too difficult to get into."

"And I myself have no talent."

"You can actually be seen by Professor Compson, he is a famous music master..."

Andreen complimented tirelessly, making Roger even a little embarrassed.

As for Compson, Roger said that he had never met this person at all, and everything was handled by Henrik.

"Will you be specially recruited into the university?"

Andreine suddenly remembered something.

Roger shook his head, "This semester is almost over, and the summer vacation will follow. When the next semester starts, I need to go to the music high school under the Bordeaux Conservatory of Music."

There was a hint of embarrassment on Roger's face, "You know Andrea, although I like it here, the music environment there is more suitable for my development."

"It's okay." Andreen looked relieved.

"Time flies so fast, it always feels like you are leaving before you are familiar with this place."

With a look of reluctance on Andreen's face, she stepped forward and hugged Roger.

"I am very happy to have you by my side."

"remember,

This will always be your home. "

"Don't worry about the tuition fee, I will help you solve it."

Art study can cost a lot of money.

Roger's heart warmed, and he shook his head, "My situation is very special. Professor Compson said that I am eligible for a special grant, and that foundation will pay for my study expenses in the music high school for the next year."

"When I go to university next year, there will be a full scholarship, so you don't have to worry about tuition fees."

"That's great!"

"You should really thank Professor Compson for being a great help."

In Menia, the tuition fees for college students are a lot of money. Many students have no money to pay the high tuition fees, so they can only use part-time work-study or apply for student loans.

"There's no need for this at all." Roger hurriedly told Andreen to dispel the idea.

All this is just an official formality. In fact, after arriving in Bordeaux, Roger will not go to the so-called music high school at all, and it is impossible for him to enter any music school in the second year.

There he will start a whole new life.

A life that belongs entirely to a witcher.

The rest of the time, until summer vacation, will be his first and last summer in Baytown.

With the new arrangement, Roger naturally didn't have to go to school to listen to books, and he planned to devote himself to training in the remaining free time.

If you are lucky, you may be able to pass the green grass trial within two months.

Andreine went to the kitchen in high spirits to prepare dinner, and Roger had nothing to do and went back to the room alone.

But as soon as he entered, someone knocked on the door.

"I heard your conversation just now, are you leaving here?"

Amanda suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was a little unfamiliar. He seemed to be much stronger than the initial impression, and the whole person became calm and confident.

"Inadvertently caught by Professor Compson..."

Roger snorted, this matter can't be discussed in detail, the more we talk about it, the bigger the flaws will be.

"Oh, by the way, you made a decision about the last time you asked me?"

Roger asked.

He didn't want this silly girl to be bewitched by that black-hearted woman after he left.

Amanda nodded.

"What you said is very reasonable. I am very satisfied with this life now."

"The estrangement with my mother is getting smaller and smaller."

"Everything is getting better, isn't it?"

Roger's face became solemn.

"Is it something to do with Betty that you are hesitating about?"

Amanda's face changed slightly, and she couldn't help but blurt out, "How did you know?"

"Last time you went to Swamp Town, did you see anything in the gathering place where they lived?"

A flicker of hesitation flashed across Amanda's face.

"I can't say, although... it makes me disgusted, but since it's Betty and the others..."

"It's some mysterious ritual."

Seeing the astonishment on Amanda's face, Roger knew he had guessed right.

"how do you know?"

"She exposed you to mysterious things, does she plan to let you participate in it?"

Now that Roger has guessed, Amanda has nothing to hide.

"Betty said she could guide me into that otherworldly world, but there was a price to pay for that magical power."

"What price?"

"Sacrifice a part of your body!"

"Eyes, ears, voice, limbs."

Amanda's body trembled slightly, "Betty sacrificed her own womb."

"She gave up the right to have children, just to gain more power!"

She sighed.

"Although I have always longed for that world, I still can't do it at that price."

"Wise choice." Roger nodded.

"Betty's tribe inherited a ... spell called voodoo, which originated in the tribes of Africa."

"It's mainly through sacrifice, blood, etc. to obtain strange powers, you'd better not touch them."

"Sacrificing a body part, that girl is not what you know."

Roger persuaded.

"How do you know this?"

Amanda still felt a little strange.

"Trust me?"

Roger took out a bottle of liquid and placed it on the table. It was a psychic water with enhanced effects.

"Put a little on the eyes." Amanda's spirit was originally different from ordinary people, and coupled with the psychic...

"What is this for?"

Amanda looked curious, but did as she was told.

"Clap!"

"Don't blink!"

Roger lifted the pocket watch in his hand.

Immediately after, a specter sprang out of the pocket watch, and a solitary head appeared beside Roger.

Amanda stared at all this in a stunned manner. Obviously, the psychic water worked.

"I'm afraid this girl's mental power is beyond my imagination." Roger was a little surprised, and at the same time a little regret rose in his heart.

"Who said girls would scream when they saw something like a ghost and hang up on the bodies of those around them?"

"Everything on the Internet is really a lie!"