Demon Hunter and His Hut

In the real world that Roger returned to, he held the brand-new Sun Sword in his hand and felt the energy from Bedwell in it.

Covered by the heat wave, even the energy of the Igni seal in Roger's mind became active.

He immersed himself in it with one call and one ****, and he quickly found the balance between the two. Just like the beating of a heart, the two kinds of fire attribute energies approached each other, and then achieved a perfect balance.

In an instant, a dazzling light flashed, and the seal in Roger's palm did not emit, and it merged with the energy of the sword of the sun.

Then he felt that the weapon in his hand seemed to come alive, not an illusory feeling. He raised the weapon in his hand, and the fluctuations from above made him seem to see Bedwell again.

"Bedwell, is that how you welcome an old friend?"

When Roger was immersed in the communication between the Sun Sword and his own energy, a woman's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

The door opened, and Roger saw a woman with a silver cup coming slowly in the moonlight.

The woman's stature is quite tall, and although her body is hidden under a wide robe, you can see the ups and downs of the mountains while walking.

Roger didn't say a word, he clenched the weapon in his hand, and stepped out, the sun's brilliance shone, contrasting with the darkness opposite the woman.

"What's the matter, don't you recognize me?"

The woman took a step forward and let herself appear under the light. There was a trace of clarity in her eyes, and she suddenly thought of something.

"Almost forgot, the last time we met was decades ago, and during this period I changed my body again."

"But only one of the 12 Heritage Knights is a woman..."

Roger pursed his lips slightly, and a name flashed in his mind.

"Galahad."

The woman called Galahad frowned, and a doubt flashed in her eyes, "What happened? You seem to be very unfamiliar with everything."

"There is something wrong with my body." Roger pretended to be distressed.

"Is it a memory conflict?"

"Although your inheritance method can retain its own strength as much as possible,

But now it doesn't seem like it's worth it at all. "

"I think it is necessary for you to return to the Knights. You can refer to other people's inheritance methods. Although it takes a little time to restore your strength, it should be much safer than the method you mentioned."

"No need." Roger refused without hesitation.

"It's fine now."

"How did you find this place?"

he asked seemingly casually.

"I happened to be near the fog, and there was something wrong with your inheritance holy grail." Galahad raised the silver cup in his hand, "I thought there was an accident, so I directly applied to use the holy grail to determine your position."

Roger's pupils shrank.

It seems that the so-called inheritance knights are indeed noble and powerful in the eyes of outsiders, as Bedwell said, but they also have invisible shackles on them.

"Now you have found me."

Roger guessed that it was most likely because the weapon in his hand was fused with Bedwell's heritage core, so the Holy Grail in Galahad's hand was misjudged.

Naturally he couldn't explain it at this time.

For whatever reason, if the Knights knew they had killed Bedwell, there would definitely be endless revenge waiting for him.

At this time, he could only think of a way to stabilize the situation.

"It seems that there are some problems with your inheritance, but you should be fine. Even if there are some conflicts in memory, it is a small matter."

Galahad folded his hands and the silver cup abruptly disappeared, "You have always been withdrawn, and in the past 10 years, you have given up your fief because of inheritance issues. Today, I can see a brand new you, and I think the head of the regiment would also like to see it. to this scene."

The fief sounds glorious, but in fact, it is an area in charge of the inheritance knights.

That is their responsibility.

Like Elder and Tristan.

The original Bedwell also had an area of ​​his own, but he was a complete recluse, spending most of the year by the lake near Glastonbury.

As the heart of Europe, Wudu does need to station more than three inheritance knights here. After a long time, other people in the knights have acquiesced to Bedwell's behavior.

And Roger's departure this time, in Galahad's eyes, became one of Bedwell's few departures other than the mission.

This naturally attracted the attention of the Knights, so this visit was made.

"The environment here is nice."

Galahad looked around, "The ruins of the Lietta family... Tsk tsk, you really know how to choose a place."

She glanced at Roger.

"Since the inheritance has been completed, as a member of the Knights of the Round Table, you cannot refuse your responsibility."

"A lot of the work is done by other people during your break."

"The Gareth brothers should have gone to the lake to find you not long ago. It just so happened that you have completed the inheritance. After a rest, you will join them to fight the deer head spirit that appeared in the depths of the Eld Forest."

"That's a powerful guy, but with you, Tristan and their brothers, four Heritage Knights are enough to kill it."

Roger's eyes flickered.

He tentatively asked, "Can I refuse?"

Although he desperately wanted to obtain the horn of the deer head, it did not mean that Roger wanted to be involved in the affairs of the Knights of the Round Table in this way.

He is not Bedwell after all, and the more involved he is, the more likely he is to be exposed.

"Bedwell, I think you know better than anyone how terrible punishment is."

"Didn't you experience it once? Do you want to experience it a second time?"

Roger was silent.

"There are some problems with this inheritance..."

"I need a little time to prepare."

"This is your right, and I will tell the Gareth brothers for you to prepare them and wait for your participation at any time."

Roger still maintained the activation state of the sword of the sun at this time, and in the exchange of energy, some other pictures appeared in front of him.

Roger's heart moved.

"Say hello to Mr. Green for me."

Galahad nodded slightly.

"Welcome back, Knight of Bedwell!"

"It's my pleasure!"

Roger made a special knightly salute according to a certain picture in front of him.

"goodbye."

Galahad's body stepped back, then disappeared eerily into the darkness.

"This woman's ability..."

At the same time, in an ancient building far away in the fog, a woman in a white robe suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were full of chaos, but after three or five seconds, the chaos in her eyes disappeared, and it seemed that consciousness returned to this on the body.

"How is it, Galahad."

A voice came from the room.

Galahad stood up, "Bedwell is still alive, there seems to be a problem with the inheritance, but he has left the lake and accepted the task of hunting the deer head."

She rubbed a silver cup in her hand.

After a long silence, the voice came again, "Wait until Bedwell and others solve the hidden dangers of Eld, and call all the Knights of Heritage to return to the Knights."

"I'm going to hold a roundtable meeting!"

"Yes, Mr. Green!"

Galahad bowed and replied.

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