Demon Hunter and His Hut

"How about it?"

Roger asked with concern that although he has been recuperating in recent days, he has always been following news from Bordeaux.

"The Voodoo Society has been purged!"

"Clean?"

Roger was slightly taken aback.

"Who did it? Who has this strength?"

"Although the whole of Bordeaux looks very calm on the surface, it has been noisy in the supernatural world."

"Many people have speculated that the Hunters Guild did it. It should be because of the Hegu Town incident. Now it is almost certain that everything that happened in Hegu Town was done by the Voodoo Association."

"However, the only thing that puzzles everyone is, how dare the Hunter Guild dare to do this at this juncture?"

"You must know that for a long time, the Hunter Guild of Bordeaux has been tolerant to the Voodoo Association because of its poor strength."

"But who would have thought that if you don't do it this time, you will uproot the entire Voodoo Association!"

As a member of the Hunters Guild, Henrik should have been delighted when such a heartwarming thing happened, but the sudden strength of the Hunters Guild was a bit abnormal.

"Where's Cassandra?"

Henrik shook his head.

"No one knows where she went. She hasn't appeared since the beginning. Either she ran away or..."

Henrik didn't say the rest, but the result was self-evident.

"Tsk tsk, such a beauty, who can take it down?"

"If I caught her."

Henrik stroked the stubble of his chin, wondering what he was thinking.

"This is the situation. When such a major event happened, no one investigated the matter before, and with the information gap, as long as you don't stand up, it is estimated that you will no longer be found on your head."

"But to be safe, we still stay outside for a few days to see the specific situation."

Henrik patted Roger on the shoulder.

"Now you can rest assured, do you want to go to a nearby bar with me at night?"

"Alright."

Henrik did not expect Roger to agree so quickly this time.

During the recent period, on the one hand to avoid the limelight, on the other hand, to integrate new organs, Roger has been staying in the room and hardly went out.

After a long time, the whole person is almost rusted. Now that the matter in Bordeaux has been initially resolved, he can just take the opportunity to relax.

Listening to Henrique's words, the Hunters Guild used thunder to deal with the senior management of the Voodoo Association, causing many of the witches below to flee Bordeaux one after another.

The power of the witcher was already weak, and it was impossible to take care of the entire Bordeaux area. Now the power of the Voodoo Association has been disintegrated, not to mention whether it will attract the rebound of other spellcasters.

As far as the bottom-level combat power is concerned, it is estimated that it will have a great impact on the entire Bordeaux region.

After all, the number of high-end combat power is limited, and there is no way to take care of the entire area when the clones are lacking.

And this is where Henrik and the others are puzzled.

This approach of the Hunter Guild is equivalent to using the lives of ordinary people in the entire area as a bargaining chip.

Larger storms should be still to come.

After eating at noon, he bought a few changes of clothes. Roger strolled around and got to know this seaside city briefly.

The atmosphere and rhythm of life here reminded Roger of the city he once lived in.

Before he knew it, he had gradually forgotten his past life.

combat training.

These seem to be all his life.

The vastness and mystery of the extraordinary world, once caught in it, it is impossible to escape.

As night falls, the whole city shows its true vitality, with fashionable men and women passing through the crowds, flickering neon lights, brightly lit streets and shop windows.

Henrik has been wandering around the bars frantically these days, naturally it's not just for recreation.

He got news from special channels.

That female Night Demon had appeared here before, but he had been busy for more than half a month and had visited bars in most of the city, but Henrik had not found any clues.

Roger wore an ordinary casual shirt, a white top and light gray trousers. The style was simple, but he was tall and straight and his temperament became extremely special after entering the supernatural.

Standing in the crowd is simply standing out from the crowd, and not long after entering the bar, it attracted the attention of many women.

Rejecting a few girls who were straight to the point, Roger ordered a glass of ice water and drank it while browsing the information in his mind.

After the body mutation, high-concentration spirits are not much different from clear water for him.

"Dude, don't waste your skin."

Henrik put his arms around a girl's shoulder and leaned over to Roger.

He looked Roger up and down, and his voice gradually dropped.

"Did something go wrong with your promotion?"

Roger grinned and clenched his fist on the table slightly. Seeing this scene, Henrik took the initiative to admit it.

He quietly pointed to his girlfriend next to him.

"I suspect that she is hiding some secrets. I will take her to check. You can help me pay attention to the surroundings and see if there is anything abnormal..."

Roger is indifferent, how shameless this guy is...

At this moment, a slightly surprised voice came from not far away.

"Roger?"

In loud music, this sound is still clearly transmitted to the ear, which is the ability that the body naturally acquires after the evolution of the body.

Roger followed the sound, and a familiar figure came into view.

"Hathaway?"

He was also a little surprised.

Henrik naturally saw Hathaway as well, and he gave Roger an ambiguous look, "Hey, man, if you really have a physical problem, you'd better get out as soon as possible."

"If you are pierced by a girl in person."

Henrik shook his head.

"Have you tried?!"

Roger's sudden sentence made Henrik choked to the point of speechless, and a moment of panic flashed in his eyes.

In the flickering lights, Ingmar was inexplicably thought of.

The next moment, Henrik grabbed his female companion and fled.

Different from the haggard face we met last time, Hathaway's face was radiant at this time. I don't know if it was an illusion. Roger always felt that the girl in front of him didn't look so thin.

It seems... grown up a bit?

Hmm... At the villa in Veronia, this girl acted very boldly.

"I haven't seen you in a while, why are you here?"

Hathaway came to Roger with a glass of wine, and she was even more petite against the white dress.

She looked up at Roger, always feeling that some wonderful changes had taken place in the young man in front of her.

"An easy task."

Roger said casually.

"And you?"

"Haha, I sneaked out behind my mother's back."

Hathaway smiled.

"Kazhen is a port city with developed traffic. In the past few days, the psionic school held an exchange meeting here. I came here to try my luck and see if I could find an opportunity to learn."

"For a psychic, fighting is second, and the accumulation of knowledge is the most important."

"How, is there anything to gain?" Roger asked.

Hathaway shrugged, "The knowledge has increased a lot, but it is too difficult to really join the psionic school."

Her eyes flickered at Roger, who was tall and straight.

"It's too noisy here, let's move to a quieter place."

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