Demon Hunter and His Hut

Chapter 238 Similar

"What's wrong, a little disappointed?"

Henrik seemed to see something unusual about Roger. He glanced at Ingmar next to him and laughed.

"Look what I do?"

Ingmar snorted coldly.

"Excellent men are always favored by women."

"Not like some people..."

The expression on Henrik's face froze, he opened his mouth, but finally swallowed the rest of the words wisely.

After a moment of adjustment, the expression on Roger's face has returned to normal. He shook the white paper in his hand, leaned forward slightly, and the corner of his eye quickly swept across the two's faces.

"Can't they see?"

"Is it some kind of magic?"

A sentence on the paper revealed one of Roger's most important secrets.

The identity of this body was like a ticking time bomb, making Roger unable to feel at ease.

Folding the letter in his hand and putting it in the envelope, Roger stood up and found the waiter who had just left.

"Who gave you this letter?"

Roger lifted the envelope in his hand.

"I'm sorry, but I can't remember."

The waiter thought hard for a while, "Maybe it's been too busy these days, I just remembered to give it to you."

Roger sighed, and it seemed that he couldn't find any clues from the young man in front of him.

Gaze swept across the face of the witcher in the bar.

"Will the other party just hide in the crowd and observe my reaction?"

My heart sank slightly, and my concern was messed up, and my reaction just now was indeed a little ill-considered.

But such a firm word, it means that the other party really knows something, it should not be a temptation.

When he returned to his seat, Roger didn't mention what happened just now. The three of them chatted casually, but Roger's attention was all on the surrounding environment.

The Voodoo Association has been destroyed, and Henryk's vacation is meaningless. After a simple snack at noon, the three of them drove to the Hunters Guild together.

This is the second time Roger has come here. Compared with the deserted last time, the Hunters Guild is crowded with people now, and there are many people standing in the originally empty hall.

Several of them unabashedly showed their special aura.

"The elite of several witcher families."

Henrik sneered.

"Hmph, I think I was..."

Ever since Roger knew about Henrique's past, this guy has always started making sentences with thinking of the past.

Once or twice is ok, listen more...

Dodging Henrik's language bombardment, Roger came to a separate window.

"I've just been promoted to Transcendent, come and register."

The person in charge of the reception was a girl with a ponytail. She gave Roger a surprised look, "What's going on recently, the people who enter the supernatural are getting younger and younger."

Quickly record Roger's basic information,

"Please go to the second floor, we will have a special person to receive you."

Holding a badge, Roger came to a room on the second floor. He was about to reach out and knock on the door when the door opened and a familiar face appeared at the door.

"Peter?"

"Roger!"

The two looked at each other and said at the same time.

"Have you entered the supernatural?"

Then the two smiled at each other.

"Go ahead and talk to you later."

Roger pushed the door open, and there was only one person sitting in the empty room.

"Mr. Dickinson..."

Roger's eyes flickered.

Dickinson squinted and sat behind the chair, even with a smile on his face, the search in his eyes was still uncomfortable.

"Mr. Roger, I said we would meet again."

"You think I can enter the supernatural?"

Roger was slightly surprised.

"No no no."

Dickinson shook his head. "That's two different things."

"Please sit down."

He pointed to a chair across the table. "Want something to drink?"

The conversation between the two was very similar to the last time they met at the University of Bordeaux.

"no, thank you."

Roger still had a hard time adjusting to Dickinson's peculiar gaze.

Dickinson took a sip of water, looked up at Roger, and asked casually:

"Have you received my letter to you?"

"letter?"

The surprise in his eyes flashed, and Roger tried his best to suppress the emotions in his heart, "Oh?"

"You mean that joke someone made me yesterday, a blank letter?"

"Ha ha."

Dickinson's cheeks twitched and he gave an ugly smile.

"Whether it's a blank letter, only you know best."

He put down the glass and looked at Roger calmly.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Roger, I'm not your enemy."

"Exactly..."

"We are the same kind!"

Roger looked at Dickinson across from him without saying a word.

"I understand that aliens like us are excluded from the original world and are not compatible with other worlds. No matter who you are, you should be vigilant."

He spread his hands.

"But in this crisis-ridden world, we should stay warm together."

Dickinson's voice gradually became deeper, but at this moment, Roger suddenly stood up.

"Mr. Dickinson, I don't know what you're talking about. Is the record work over?"

"My friend is still waiting for me."

"hey-hey."

Dickinson gave a weird laugh, "Don't worry, Mr. Roger, you can leave at any time."

"I know it's hard to earn your trust in such an environment, but I'm sure you'll come back to me."

"Before something goes wrong with your body."

"Like I said before, we'll meet again."

"Will!"

Even though there were countless questions in his heart, Roger didn't dare to show the slightest in this room at this time.

He was even afraid to open the door and face countless guns.

"Wait a minute."

Reaching out to touch the door, Dickinson's voice came from behind.

"There is something I need to inform you, the new extraordinary, the elite hunter Roger, although you do not belong to the Hunter Guild, but you entered the extraordinary in the Bordeaux area."

"According to the rules, you need to enter New Moon City to complete a task for the Hunters Guild."

Roger turned his head.

"Is it mandatory?"

"Not really."

"The cursed land and the real world interact with each other. You have entered the supernatural in the Bordeaux area. In a sense, Crescent City may have an extra monster because of your promotion."

"so……"

Roger nodded, understanding what Dickinson meant.

"When is the difficulty of the task required?"

"A task of extraordinary level, it is best to complete it within a year."

"I see."

Roger did not rashly agree, he planned to go back and ask.

"There is nothing else."

Dickinson finally warned: "Goodbye, Mr. Roger, I hope your body is not broken next time we meet."

"Tsk tsk, once this thing is broken..."

Dickinson gave a weird smile.

"You can only change one more."

"However, the right body is too hard to find."