Demon Hunter and His Hut

Wake up refreshed.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, the birds are flying through the forest, and the dewdrops on the grass are shining with colorful rays of light.

Roger stretched his back. He hadn't been so relaxed for a long time. With a move, he returned to the Shadow Cabin again, and then returned to the real world.

In the manor, Henrik and Dilio stayed up all night. When Roger went, the two were arguing about the new decoration style.

After saying hello and preparing a little, Roger drove out of Dublin.

Every answer from Shan Nu is extremely precious, and the new manuscript position was won by Henrik with all his might.

There was nothing left or right, and he planned to go directly to the destination point.

Spent a morning on the road.

At noon, I ate something in a nearby town. After entering the mountain, Roger deliberately changed his clothes, trying to reduce the modern feeling on his body, so that the clothes fit the style of the game as much as possible.

If he finds a specific position, he should be dragged into a special space, try to dilute the characteristics of himself, which may be helpful for the next action.

The location given by Shan Nu is called Sleepy Valley. Of course, this place does not exist in the real world. He walked all the way and soon came to the designated area.

Take out the leaf that Shan Nu gave him.

Even after a few days, this leaf is still full of vitality, and the green color and texture are clearly visible.

Roger condensed his spiritual power to trigger the special energy in the leaves, and then he chanted a few words in a low voice.

To be honest, Roger didn't know the specific meaning of the language he spit out. It seems that it should be a strange language unique to the mountain girl.

In many non-human races language is not only a tool for communication, but in many cases they also act as a medium for special energies.

As soon as Roger finished speaking, the leaf in his hand slapped automatically without wind, turned around, and floated up in the air. Seeing that Roger had not moved, it also spun around Roger playfully.

Stepping forward, followed by the leaves floating in mid-air, Roger headed deeper into the woods.

The branches are lush and the surroundings are becoming more and more remote. Many times, he needs to pass through extremely narrow gaps.

Going around all the way, Roger couldn't figure out where he was at all, until the sun began to fall westward, and he came to a long and narrow cave.

"A cave?"

This narrow area made Roger instinctively resist, and then the leaves floating in the air suddenly burst and turned into three emerald green hairs again.

The hair ignited without fire, and Shan Nu's face disappeared in a flash.

Roger knew that the cave in front of him might be the destination of his trip.

He no longer hesitated, and cautiously got into the fan.

Tick ​​tock.

Somewhere inside the cave, water droplets fell,

The darkness did not affect Roger's sight. He waded through an underground river, but a cloud of white mist suddenly floated from the depths of the dark cave.

Roger held his breath and walked forward slowly, the next moment the light was bright, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was already in a forest.

"Come in?"

Before Roger could look at the surrounding environment, there was an exclamation from the woods not far away.

At the same time, in the woods in the real world, Lehard, who was slightly tired, had to order everyone to temporarily stop searching.

During the rest of the crowd, Matt quietly came to Lehard.

"Sir, we have been in this area for several days, but now there is no clue."

"Will the clues given by the Privy Council be wrong?" The young man's face lost the calmness of last night.

Rehard was calm on the surface, but he was also a little anxious in his heart. Although the probability of such a thing going wrong is very low, it may not happen.

"Don't worry, how can such a place be easily found."

He looked up and looked around, "Tell everyone to take a little more rest."

Lehard found a high spot and checked his surroundings as he recalled the prompts he had received before he set off.

But at this moment, Lehard raised his brows lightly and noticed a black eagle hovering in the air.

He clenched his fists and looked up at the birds of prey flying in the sky.

"Aren't you going to talk?"

"Or do you really think I can't see anything?"

Hearing his words, the low-flying black eagle dexterously glides on a branch not far away.

Not long after, there was a sound in the woods, and three figures appeared in front of Lehard.

"How could it be you?"

He noticed the badges on the three men's shirts and asked in surprise.

"How could those stingy women give such important news to others?"

Walking in front was an old man with gray hair. He was tall and tall. Although he didn't seem to have many muscles, he gave him a tall and sturdy feeling.

"Being able to communicate with each other, we always have what they need."

The old man held a cane like a dead wood in his hand. He stomped the ground gently, and the black eagle on the branch flew up and landed on the wrist of a young man next to him.

"Long time no see, Knight Rehard."

"In terms of age, we should be about the same."

The old man smiled heartily, "Look, we are standing together now, who would think we are the same age."

"I think most people will regard me as your elder, right?"

The wrinkles on the old man's face stretched out, and he said with some familiarity.

"Asumani, you are still the same."

Lehard shrugged, "Is it interesting to take advantage of this kind of thing?"

"Life is only a few decades, and the time is so short. Naturally, it is time to have fun."

The old man named Asumani smiled, "You know, our druids are not like you knights, we don't have such powerful bloodline power and long life."

"If I can't get to the next stage, I really don't have much life left."

A moment of loneliness flashed in the old man's eyes.   Hearing his words, Lehard first showed a hint of sympathy, but quickly recovered.  "You damn old thing."  "You shouldn't have any sympathy in the face of you!"  "Haha." The little trick was exposed, but Asumani was very indifferent.   "It seems that the story in the fairy tale has not yet officially started, and we may come just in time."    He took a step forward. "How about we work together?"  "A manuscript without an owner, an unopened story, just by luck, we may need to spend a lot of time."  "And time means change, it is better for us to share information and work together first. Find a way to start that story."  "The rest..."  "Let's do our best."  Lehad's eyes swept over the three of them, and he quickly weighed the pros and cons in his heart, whether it was the number of people or the combat power, obviously they Edge is more dominant.  In this case, he no longer hesitated and nodded.   "Happy cooperation."