Demon Hunter and His Hut

I am inconvenient now, what about when it is convenient?

Roger felt as though he had read the meaning of the red-haired girl's words.

"You mean, let me wait?"

With such doubts, he fell asleep.

When she woke up the next morning, Amanda had already left, and there was a note with a smiling face on the table.

After breakfast, Roger drove directly to the University of Bordeaux. He had explained his purpose in advance. After he entered the room, Dickinson handed him a piece of paper.

"This is the task above which is more suitable for you."

"I asked someone to ask. The difficulty of the task is not too high. It should be easy to complete with your strength."

Roger flipped through them one by one, and suddenly his eyes stopped on one of the tasks.

Dry male corpse.

In the periphery of New Moon City, the corpses of men who had been drained of their essence and blood frequently appeared, but the strange thing was that these men did not seem to be in pain before dying, and their faces were full of satisfaction.

Behind the information, there are several pictures of men before they die, with a smile on the corner of their mouth, their eyes wide open, and every muscle seems to be full of enjoyment.

Such a death reminded Roger of something Henrique had said to him.

"Is anyone taking this mission?"

Roger asked.

Dickinson took the information in Roger's hand, and he flipped through it. "To be honest, I don't recommend you accept this task."

He pointed to the mission location above.

"Although this village is marked on the periphery of Crescent City, it is actually out of the control of Crescent City."

"Maybe you don't know, only the area around Crescent City is relatively safe. After leaving Crescent City, you may encounter deadly monsters at any time!"

"What level of enemies will appear?"

"Full moon witch level?"

Roger asked.

"how is this possible?"

"In the vicinity of New Moon City, the combat power of the full moon has almost reached its peak, and it is not easy to meet. The actions of this monster will receive special attention."

"As long as it's not at the full moon level."

Roger breathed a sigh of relief. If it was only a crescent-level enemy, even if he couldn't defeat it, he was very confident that he could escape.

"Looks like I've found a strong ally."

There was a smile on Dickinson's face, and the stronger Roger grew, the safer he would be.

He thought to himself, feeling that he needed to add a little more leverage to Roger.

"That's it."

Roger made a decision, "In addition, according to the regulations, during the completion of this task, I hope to get the support of the Hunter Guild."

"Send me an assistant."

"Henrik."

"No problem." Dickinson took a pen and wrote it down on a piece of paper.

"Since there are so many dangers in the area outside Crescent Moon City,

Why didn't the Hunter Guild think of a way to clear up these dangers? "

Roger asked the doubts in his heart.

"The first is that it cannot be done, and the second is that it is unnecessary."

Dickinson smiled, "I think you should notice a problem, that is, the combat power around Crescent City is limited to a specific range."

Roger nodded, which he had only recently learned.

"The Cursed Land is like a cancer that exists in this world, and the cancer will grow. Many years ago, Crescent City was just an ordinary cursed place."

"But because of some accidents, the monster broke out in a large area. There was no way, the trade union sent high-level combatants to clean it up."

"Although the spread of monsters was temporarily curbed, it didn't take long for the entire area to expand outwards as if stimulated, and more powerful monsters were born at the same time."

Dickinson made an analogy.

"Have you seen a virus?"

"What doesn't kill it will only make it stronger."

"If you can't end the synchronization of the world, you can't completely close this place, and the hidden danger will always exist."

"We are like the aliens among humans, and the Blasted Lands are the aliens in the world."

"Go get ready. There is an urgent need for extraordinary combat power. I think it won't take long before your application will be approved."

He glanced at Roger, "When you finish your task, the time should be just right. I will show you some new friends."

Dickinson seemed to mean something, and Roger knew that the new friends he was talking about were otherworldly souls like them.

"About your soul transfer..."

Roger asked tentatively.

"It's not the time, I need to find the right body, and your strength is a little bit worse."

"What do I need to do?"

"Be patient, my friend."

Roger saw that Dickinson was hiding something, but he didn't ask any more questions, and he'll talk about everything after he completes the task.

After leaving the University of Bordeaux, Roger returned to his house. He seriously improved his strength. Although the growth rate of his spiritual power had dropped a little, it was still acceptable.

In just a few days, the newly formed spiritual power was quite large and could form a weak spiritual circle.

When the spiritual power of this group has grown to the limit, Roger should be able to try to solidify the new seal model.

A few days later, he and Henrik got news at the same time, and the two prepared to come to the Hunter Branch.

Compared with the last time, there were significantly fewer people in the hall this time, and it seemed that the terrifying casualty ratio still scared most people away.

With the badge of the Hunter Guild, I rode the elevator all the way down to the very deep underground.

The elevator opened, and a giant iron gate about 10 meters high appeared in front of the two of them. Besides them, there were some witchers waiting around.

"This is your new equipment."

Someone handed Roger two sets of clothes, tight pants, made of some animal leather that looked soft but extremely tough.

The color of the clothes is dark as a whole, there is not much decoration on it, the tailoring is very suitable, and everything serves the battle.

After changing clothes, Roger tied his long hair behind his head, the original urban youth disappeared, and what appeared in the mirror was a demon hunter with a resolute face.

"I have to admit that this suit suits you very well."

Henrik was rarely serious.

"Crack!"

With the steel sword stuck in the groove on the back belt, Roger was also very satisfied with his current image.

"Welcome to Crescent City."

The iron door was pushed open a gap, and everyone filed in. The white light in front of him flashed away. When the line of sight returned to normal, what appeared in front of Roger's eyes was a Gothic bluestone building.

Dangdang!

Behind the towering city walls came the faint sound of bells.

"Someone else died."

A voice came, and Roger followed the sound. A young man in tights was talking to his companion. He noticed Roger's gaze, and the contempt in his eyes flashed away.

"Be careful, maybe next time, this bell will ring for you!"

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