Demon Hunter and His Hut

Ingmar seemed to guess what Roger was thinking, and she nodded.

"You're right, remember the foggy world we went to?"

"The first assimilation in that world failed. Looking at it now, even without our interference, the chance of the second success is not high."

"After all, the existence of Crescent City has drawn too much rule power from the real world. This is a mutual process."

"Generally speaking, it is rare to have more than two medium-sized Blasted Lands in the same area."

"People like us in Crescent City are called outsiders by the local residents. They have a strange ability, as if they can easily tell the difference between us and them."

"This is really weird, and the Hunter Guild hasn't been able to figure out the reason for so many years."

"In the end, everyone simply became more direct, and completely distinguished themselves from the locals in terms of clothing."

"You'll know when you get there."

Ingmar frowned, "But there is one thing I haven't figured out yet. The Hunter Guild's hidden power in Crescent City is much stronger than expected."

"But it has been quietly allowed to develop by the Voodoo Association for so many years. If the Hunter Guild hadn't taken the initiative to expose it, I think many people would have the same idea as me."

"It's so weird."

She shook her head, "Maybe the president of the Hunter Guild doesn't care at all."

"It's really stupid to look at the Voodoo Association now. They think they are calling the shots in the Bordeaux region, but in fact they are just pawns in the hands of others."

"After so many years of development, it helped the Hunter Guild solve countless problems, big and small, but in the end it lost its value and was kicked away..."

Ingmar's face showed a little sigh, and she glanced at Roger.

"If you are going there to perform extraordinary-level tasks, you must be careful and careful. The extraordinary of New Moon City is much stronger than here."

"A lot of witchers die because of negligence in the first place."

When the wine in the glass was exhausted, Ingmar's face showed a hint of tiredness and drunkenness. It seemed that she was seriously injured this time.

"The rest of the things will naturally be understood when you arrive at New Moon City."

"All right."

Roger nodded and thought about it, he still told Henrik about the female Night Demon.

That woman has become Henrik's nightmare. If he can't kill her with his own hands, Henrik may never be able to get rid of it.

Roger also knew that facing the female Night Demon again was a very dangerous thing for Henrik.

But after much thought, he decided to speak up.

He is willing to take such a risk with Henrik, and he is not willing to let his friends live in pain forever because of concealment.

Moreover, even if he didn't say it, Henrik would continue to investigate, and the danger he faced would be even more uncontrollable by then.

Henrik may never have been able to enter the supernatural without killing that woman.

"No wonder I can't find any news of her.

"

Henrik looked at Roger gratefully.

Roger knew that it was not the news that Henrique was grateful for, but his frankness with Henrique.

This is a man with self-determination, he does not want others to make choices for him, even if the starting point is good.

"I want to apply to enter Crescent City."

Henrik took a deep breath and made a decision.

"I'll help you." Roger said without hesitation.

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse."

Roger glanced at Henrik.

"You would stand up without hesitation when I got into trouble with the Voodoo Association. Now it's your turn, so can I."

"All right!"

Henryk nodded heavily.

This matter is too important to him.

"Although I also want to help..." Ingmar on the side sighed.

"But I'm afraid I can only hold you back."

Henrik laughed.

"The only thing you should do is to take good care of your injuries, try not to leave scars on your body, and then wait for me to come back."

"Ha ha."

Ingmar sneered.

"I am waiting for you!"

The provocation in the words is self-evident.

Henrik, who was still complacent just now, understood the meaning in Ingmar's eyes, and wilted in an instant.

Want and want, although there is only one word difference, but the meanings in the middle are too different.

Roger's eyes swept over the two of them.

These two guys...

After a few chats, the three separated. Henrik needed to submit an application, and Roger also hoped to find a suitable task for him through Dickinson.

After leaving the bar, he unexpectedly received a call from Amanda.

The red-haired girl's closed study is over, Ms. Margaret gives her a day off, and just as Roger has moved to a new home, Amanda and Roger meet.

The speed of her progress was astonishing, and the flame that could only light a cigarette had expanded to half her arm.

And in the case of concentration, the flames in the hand can spread to the weapon, causing terrible lethality.

Listening to Amanda's meaning, if she has undergone blood awakening, her ability should have a qualitative leap.

The division of power of warlocks is different from that of witches. In the world of warlocks, the purity of blood is usually used to measure the level of strength.

Although such a division may not be absolutely accurate, it can roughly reflect the stage the warlock is in.

Warlocks who enter the extraordinary realm need to complete the bloodline awakening. After awakening, the special bloodline contained in their bodies is often very meager.

In general, it is still based on human blood.

Warlocks at this stage are called filth warlocks.

After that, they need to continuously purify the blood, and sometimes need to merge and stimulate.

Evolve the filthy blood in the body into ruined blood, thus entering the next stage.

And then there's pure blood.

At this time, the strength of the warlock is equivalent to that of the full moon witch. Of course, in terms of combat power, the warlock of the same level is much stronger than the witch.

After being locked up in one place to study for a long time, the red-haired girl seemed very happy to see Roger suddenly, and she dragged Roger around the streets of Bordeaux all night.

It wasn't until nearly midnight that she returned to Roger's new home.

After arranging everything in the room for Amanda, Roger said hello as usual and went back to his room.

Next, he was about to enter Crescent City, and he needed to find a suitable mission.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Roger panicked, his heart skipping half a beat.

What is Amanda doing here so late?

It's not good to be alone.

Although I thought so in my heart, my body honestly opened the door at the fastest speed.

"Uh……"

Amanda blushed, and the right hand that knocked on the door froze in midair.

"what's up?"

Roger felt his heart beat faster.

"No... nothing."

Amanda mustered her courage.

"The teacher said that I am in a critical period now, and I should try my best to maintain a balance of mentality, so that I can awaken in the best state."

"so……?"

Roger calmed down his restless blood.

"So it's really inconvenient for me right now. Don't come over for a while, I'll lock the door."

After saying this, Amanda ran away in a panic, leaving Roger standing at the door alone.

He lowered his head and sighed.

"Girl, if you tease me like this, there will be a big problem."

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