Demon Hunter and His Hut

Royal Academy of Drama.

Chris waited anxiously. He also brought Gale when he visited Margaret. Chris didn't know if Margaret could solve the crisis in Riverdale.

if not……

Click.

The door opened, and a tall, indifferent woman walked in.

"Go to the Voodoo Association."

The woman shook her head, "This is not what we are good at."

Chris stood up. "What did Ms. Margaret say?"

"The energy rules contained in it are very complex, and even the teacher can't tell the specific operation mode, some of them..."

"Maybe not in our system."

Chris suddenly understood something.

"You mean...it could be from the Blasted Lands?"

"Just skeptical."

"The guy you brought is in a very strange state. He is a living person and a dead person at the same time. What we see is only a body affected by special energy."

"His body is not here."

"The teacher even suspects that if his body is not eliminated, things in River Valley Town will not end."

"Go to the Voodoo Association and ask, on that body, the teacher saw some traces of voodoo."

"Is this thing related to the Voodoo Society?"

Chris seemed to understand something.

"That's the judgment you need to make."

"If there is really no way..."

"Just get rid of everyone."

Chris's face froze. According to the latest data, the scope of influence has expanded to nearly a hundred people.

Suddenly 100 people disappeared,

The impact is too great.

"Thank you for Ms. Margaret's help. I will tell the truth to Mr. President."

"Walk slowly."

The tall woman said indifferently.

Watching Chris leave, the woman turned and returned to Margaret's room.

"Teacher, he's gone."

"Did you go to the Voodoo Society?"

Margaret looked at Gale lying in the middle of the circle and asked softly.

"Yes."

"Do we need to do some preparations in advance?"

"It's very likely that this thing will spread to Bordeaux, when..."

"Need not."

Margaret waved.

"Send someone to send him to the Hunter Guild in a moment. This should be an accident. He should not have been discovered by others."

Margaret pointed to Gale.

"Seeing this person, the Hunter Guild should understand something."

"Are you saying that the Voodoo Society is really behind all this?"

A look of surprise appeared on the woman's face.

"Once such a thing is spread, the entire voodoo association will be affected."

Margaret smiled.

"Because our beautiful voodoo queen can't wait."

"For witches, the full moon is a dangerous level. If the full moon cannot be turned into a full moon in a short period of time, it will bloom with a ray of morning light."

Margaret looked back at the students beside her.

"The month has surpluses and deficits."

"Then what awaits her is complete decline."

The female student beside her narrowed her eyes slightly. This was the first time she had heard this statement.

"Has the Voodoo Queen reached a critical stage where she has to be promoted?"

Margaret nodded.

"She reached it many years ago, and it should be unstoppable now."

"Ha ha."

"Who knows what kind of face is hidden under her beauty that has been peeped by countless extraordinary people?"

"In order to maintain the peak, she has paid a lot."

"In the final analysis, her aptitude can only be regarded as ordinary among the contemporaries, and it is almost the limit to be able to get to where she is today."

"There are obvious traces of black witchcraft here, some familiar, and the same as Mansu's way back then."

"Hmph, a woman who claims to be arrogant."

"If she had taken this step earlier, she would not have ended up where she is today."

"Dark sorcery?"

"Isn't that a spell that is explicitly forbidden to practice?"

Margaret looked at her student.

"Rules are for the weak."

"For a truly powerful person, there is no good or evil in power."

Margaret walked to the window, and through the carved glass, she looked beyond the school district to the bustling street outside.

"Some interesting things will happen next."

"Kassandra, at this critical moment, what choices will you make?"

…………

Near Kassandra's manor, a car slowly stopped at the door. Obviously, the location of the entire manor is not very remote, but I don't know why there are few people around the entire street.

Subconsciously, ordinary people who approach here will automatically leave.

The door opened, and it wasn't Chris who came out, but Blake.

Although his position in the guild is not high, as the only disciple of the guild leader, he is equivalent to the guild leader's agent to the outside world.

Blake walked to the door, a figure blocking his way.

"Blake?"

Ashley, another of Cassandra's disciples, frowned.

"What are you doing?"

"On behalf of the teacher, I am seeking Ms. Cassandra's help."

"The teacher is not in Bordeaux, please go back."

Blake didn't move, just quietly looked at Ashley in front of him.

"Are you sure?"

"What do you mean?" Ashley's expression changed.

"I understand what Ms. Cassandra is thinking, but I can tell her it is impossible."

"That place can no longer accommodate the combat power of the full moon, so we can't agree to her request."

"I hope you can tell Ms. Cassandra, the Hunter Guild hopes that she can change the terms."

Ashley chuckled.

"Blake, I don't know what you're talking about at all. I said the teacher wasn't here, go back."

Ashley replied in a formulaic way.

Anger flashed from Blake's face.

"So confident, are you sure you can solve the crisis in Hegu Town?"

"Riverdale? Black, I really don't know what you're talking about?"

"What happened in River Valley Town, does it have anything to do with us?"

Blake's eyes began to become dangerous, "You are playing with fire."

"It seems that you really have something to ask the teacher for help. If you don't mind, I can accompany you to see it first, and then tell her when the teacher comes back."

"Also what you said is not entirely impossible."

"Since that place can no longer accommodate another full moon-level combat power, let the people inside leave..."

"Isn't that everyone's happiness?"

Blake heard the meaning of Ashley's words, his eyes flickered, and he always felt that Ashley meant something.

"Such a trivial matter, Mr. President should not want to disturb the Federation of Trade Unions."

"Until then……"

Ashley smiled.

"Some people's secrets can't be covered up."

Blake's pupils shrank suddenly!

"After all, not everyone is as talkative as Mr. Sean."