Demon Hunter and His Hut

"He wants to kill me, but he really wants to kill me!"

An inexplicable emotion filled Roger's brain. On the first day he traveled to this world, he saw a lighthouse in the distance on the dark sea.

Then, before fainting, he reached out a hand for help.

In the days that followed, he did not get along well with Kant, the man was indifferent and stiff, and when Roger saw the blue figure in the moonlight at night.

There was an inexplicable fear in his view of this man.

Although he had decades of life experience in his previous life, he lived in peaceful years, but he had never experienced a real crisis of life and death.

Until the moment he rushed to the top of the tower, he saw the threat of death from Kant's shotgun.

This was the first time he had seen undisguised killing intent in the eyes of a human.

Under the influence of the concentration potion, Roger's perception was several times more developed than before. Before Kant pulled the trigger, he rushed up immediately.

Without dodging or defending, he rushed straight towards Kant.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came.

"The gun is out of ammo."

Roger was very clear about this. Just before attacking the murloc leader, he not only found the right time, but also noticed that Kant had loaded a few bullets.

At the juncture of life and death, Kant, who seized the opportunity, has subconsciously fired all the bullets!

This is why Roger dared to move forward after seeing the death of the murloc leader.

He hoped to be at peace with Kant, after all, it was Kant who dragged him back from the icy shore that night not long ago.

But unfortunately...

Grabbing the iron axe stuck on the corpse of the murloc leader with his right hand, Roger rolled forward and slashed the iron axe in his hand!

Kant looked shocked, he threw the shotgun in his hand forward, and pulled out a dagger pinned to his waist as he retreated.

"Haha, die, die!"

"Take out your heart, and Ivy can..."

Kant's roar stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, covering the wound between his neck, a large stream of blood flowed down his fingers, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

when!

The vitality subsided, and Kant looked at Roger with a pale face.

quack!

At this moment, the female fishman not far away suddenly let out a scream, and her body twisted and crawled forward.

It was only at this time that Roger discovered that the scales on the female murloc were fading, and her facial features were becoming more and more human-like.

Roger took a few steps back, holding the iron axe in front of him, carefully guarding.

But what surprised him was that the fish-woman didn't seem to see Roger, desperately crawled to Kant's side and caught Kant's shaky body.

Like molting, the female merman's facial features became more and more normal, and it was only then that Roger noticed how badly she was injured.

"Why do you have to kill me?"

"I can pretend that I didn't see anything."

Roger asked softly.

Kant shook his head and spat out the last words of his life.

"I don't trust anyone."

"Any human being!"

After he finished speaking, he stared and died in the female fishman's arms.

The mermaid let out a scream, and just when Roger thought she was going to attack, she didn't do anything.

The transformation on her body was still going on, until she finally turned into a human being. She glanced at Roger with a calm expression without any hatred.

Immediately afterwards, she dragged Kant's body and moved to the top floor step by step.

At this time, the sun outside had completely jumped out of the sea level, and the whole island was bright.

The female fish was already seriously injured, and when she became a human, the injuries on her body exploded even more.

As she moved forward, a shocking bloodstain was dragged on the ground!

Roger felt a depression in his chest. He stood motionless, watching the female fishman drag Kant to the top floor, exposing himself to the sun.

As if she had endured the most severe torture, the mermaid's seemingly normal skin was instantly festering. She struggled without making a sound, and hugged Kant tightly.

And then died in the morning light.

Roger threw away the iron axe in his hand and followed the blood on the ground to the watchtower at the top.

He stood there, looked around, and for the first time had a full view of the island.

"What a beautiful place."

The corpse under his feet was in stark contrast to the life in the distance, and he let out a long breath.

"Is this the witcher?"

Damn Kant?

Roger didn't know, maybe in another environment, they would become good friends, but here, when Roger discovered the secret of Kant, the outcome of the two was already doomed.

At that time, if he hesitated a little, it might be him who died.

Or, the man has already known the injury on the female fish, and he has gone completely crazy.

With the passage of time, the efficacy of the medicine receded like a tide, and the brain was like being dug out of thin air. Roger almost fell to the ground with a strong sense of nausea.

The lower two floors have been burnt out of shape, and with his current physical condition, he can no longer return to the cabin.

Exhaustion and dizziness stimulated his nerves all the time. He tidied up casually and fell asleep in a daze.

In his sleep, the light and shadow were messy, and he saw twisted monsters, burning flames, and finally a big hand reaching out.

Open your eyes.

The afternoon sun shone on his face, and there was no familiar coolness in his brain, but a needle-like stinging pain, an empty stomach, and a signal of hunger.

Roger returned to the third floor, took out some cans, and ate them whole.

The murloc's body had turned into a mass of coke, and it turned into ashes when touched. Roger didn't care, but before he left, he glanced slightly, but found a looming light in the ashes. point.

a pendant.

The whole body is silver and white, and the pendant and necklace are all made of metal. From Roger's aesthetic point of view, this pendant looks a bit ugly, and it can't even tell what shape it is.

It is like an iron embryo, and it is like a lump of metal meat that has been twisted together and solidified.

As soon as he got the pendant, he felt a strange energy passing over him.

"Is it a magic item?"

He was immediately interested.

After repeated searches but found no other items, as for Kant, Roger only found a key on his body.

He used the key to open a secret door beside the iron cage on the 4th floor.

The room was cramped and could barely fit a table and a bed.

There are various books on the table.

Opening the drawer, a notebook came into view.

Opening the diary, a photo was pasted on page 1, but most of the photos were violently torn off, leaving only Kant alone with a distorted face.

Opening the title page, Roger read it carefully. He knew that through this diary, he might be able to truly understand the true heart of that indifferent man hidden under his hard exterior.

And...everything about it here.