Demon Hunter and His Hut

Night falls.

Roger came to Bordeaux covered in dirt.

After a little money, he came to the public phone booth.

But after calling Henryk, no one answered for a long time.

"what happened?"

Roger had some doubts in his heart, and after thinking about it, he called Ingmar.

"You mean Henrik, he left Bordeaux on a mission," Ingmar replied.

"Doing a mission?"

"What task takes so long, is it a task assigned by the Hunter Guild?" Roger was a little strange, because of the conflict with Arlo at the time, Henrik was temporarily relieved of his hunter status by Linda.

"No, it's not the Hunter's Guild's mission."

Ingmar thought about it.

"It's a private action."

She sighed suddenly.

"To be honest, I'm also a little worried."

"It's been a week since this guy disappeared, the phone can get through, but no one answers."

"But don't worry, he should be alive and well. I sent someone to check his credit card transaction records."

There was the sound of teeth grinding on the phone.

"He's spent several large purchases on local PR firms."

"What does this kind of company do, I don't need to say it?"

Ingmar snorted coldly.

"Living young girls with the so-called model dream to serve people in high society."

"Humph."

"It seems that Henrik has made a lot of money recently. He has the money to spend in that kind of place."

"All right……"

Roger smiled awkwardly,

Although I don't know what Henrik is going to do, from the current point of view, this guy is probably not going to complete any demon hunting quest.

The high probability is to satisfy some of your own special hobbies.

Just when Roger was about to hang up the phone, Engmar on the opposite side said hesitantly:

"About Henrik..."

"There are things I shouldn't have said because it might involve personal privacy, but I'm really worried about him."

"I'm worried that he will die because of it."

Roger's heart skipped a beat.

"what happened?"

"Is it related to the so-called mission?"

Ingmar sighed softly.

"In recent years, Henrik has been looking for a woman, or a monster in human skin."

"Have you heard of the female night devil?"

"A bizarre creature full of extreme charm that makes men irresistible."

"No man can refuse their temptation, even the most powerful man will be turned around by them."

"Henrik back then was no exception."

"To be honest, compared to us wandering hunters, Henrik should be regarded as a real genius."

"He comes from a family of demon hunters, and he reached the physical limit of an ordinary person at a very young age. When he was about to enter the extraordinary realm, he even accidentally awakened his bloodline."

"If he is promoted according to normal development, he should be a member of the blood hunters now."

Roger's heart skipped a beat, vaguely guessing what was going on.

"He fell in love with a female Night Demon?"

"And then completely fall for it?"

"Love?" Ingmar smiled.

"The word love does not exist in the dictionary of the female night devil. This emotion does not exist for them. They are the embodiment of desire, and they also feed on desire."

"But there is a very special kind among them. Through special methods and continuous in-depth communication, they can stimulate the desires in men's hearts to the limit..."

"Then take everything they have at the crunch time."

"Strength and even blood!"

"What's more terrifying is that men who are deprived of their power in this way are still caught up in endless desires."

"They will be nostalgic in the Fengyue place, wandering among different women, and waste their energy and spirit again and again, and they will never recover!"

"Henrik came to Bordeaux because he got a little news about the female Night Demon. After so many years, he has been doing everything possible to seek revenge."

"On the one hand, I suppress the desire in my heart with expensive drugs, and on the other hand, I look for clues."

Ingmar's voice was a little sighed.

"Henrik was really high-spirited back then. He was good at using short swords, and he was very proficient in long swords."

"But after the bloodline was deprived, his body completely collapsed, and he could no longer hold the weapon in his hand."

"As a last resort, I chose another path."

"To be able to get to this point, he is already better than most of the demon hunters, but even so, he can't be the opponent of that monster."

"There is only one dead end for his revenge."

"I hope you can find an opportunity to persuade him to give up his revenge. That kind of creature... has too much restraint on men."

"He has no chance of winning at all."

Hearing this, Roger suddenly remembered Henrik's various behaviors when he went to Swamp Town alone to perform a mission.

It was a trial mission, and maybe Henrik had already figured it out before Roger could investigate.

It should be extremely difficult for him to work hard to maintain justice in the face of a life-and-death enemy of the same kind.

"This guy……"

Roger shook his head helplessly.

Who would have thought that there were so many stories hidden behind his seemingly debauched life.

Being mobilized by the female night demon, all the desires of the body, ordinary people may have been squeezed out alive in the endless indulgence.

Henrik managed to maintain a normal life while suppressing with drugs and conducting reasonable counseling.

Roger finally understood why he was always short of money.

"Do you know where he is?"

Roger asked.

"Cajun!"

"His recent consumption record has been near Cajun. There is no news for such a long time. I think he has not found his target yet."

Ingmar replied.

"Thank you for telling me all this."

What Ingmar said gave Roger a deeper understanding of Henrik.

"Haha, that guy is very stubborn. If you take the initiative to ask, he will definitely not admit it."

Hanging up the phone, Roger flashed a few thoughts in his mind, Henrik needs help, he is naturally responsible, and it happens that he needs to leave Bordeaux recently to avoid the limelight.

Ran into a nearby alley for a few laps, and soon got some money and a cell phone from a robbery hapless man.

Roger first called Henrique, but he was hung up several times in a row. From the frequency of placing orders, Roger could roughly guess what Henrique was doing at this time.

He smiled and edited a text message.

"I'm Roger and I'm in big trouble!"

Click Send.

Thirty seconds later, the phone rang and Roger connected.

Henrik's panting voice came through the microphone.

"damn it!"

"If you don't give me a good reason, I'll put your head in your ass!"