Demon Hunter and His Hut

now? ' asked Roger.

Gahalad smiled.

"I think you don't want to keep Mr. Green waiting?"

With nothing to pack, Roger followed Gahalad directly out of the hotel.

There was already a black car waiting for the two downstairs.

The car drives all the way, away from the hustle and bustle of the metropolis. Came to a manor on the outskirts of Wudu.

The lawns were neatly manicured, and the huge manor was empty when Gahalad brought Roger to the study at the top.

Green was sitting in an armchair, with his back to Roger, looking out the window.

From his angle, the fog in the distance was unobstructed.

"Mr. Green, Bedwell has arrived."

Gahalad nodded, took a few steps back, closed the door and left.

Green's anger was heavier than when he held the roundtable meeting. He was thin and draped in a black blanket and seemed likely to fall asleep at any moment.

"Bedwell, it's been years since we talked like this?"

Roger remained silent, he really didn't know what to say.

Available in the next second. Green said something that made him tremble.

"I know your secret."

Green turned his head suddenly, his sharp gaze seemed to pierce Roger's disguise straight into his soul.

In an instant, Roger perfectly controlled the changes in his facial expressions and physical characteristics.

There was a little doubt on his face.

"Mr. Green, I don't know what you're talking about?"

"Ha ha!"

"You old fox still refuse to admit it?"

Green's rocking chair seemed to be pushed towards Roger by a large invisible hand,

His dry hands were folded together.

"There are no outsiders here. Every word we said today will not be heard by the second person. You can rest assured."

Roger remained silent.

A trace of anger appeared on Green's face.

"Bedwell, we are old friends. Is this how you treat old friends?"

Hearing this sentence, the expression on Roger's face didn't change, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He thought that Green had discovered his true identity, but now it seems that a secret hidden by Bedwell was discovered by Green.

"For so many years, you have been using other methods to extend the life of your body, and you will show a new face every once in a while, just to hide your little secrets."

"Am i right?"

Roger's expression loosened a little, but he still didn't admit it directly.

Green saw the change in the expression on Roger's face and continued.

"You discovered the hidden dangers of inheritance rituals, so you didn't waste your vitality like other Knights of the Round Table."

"You're better than anyone else at this point."

The moonlight from outside the window shone on Green through the window, imprinting some mottled marks on the old man. At this moment, he seemed to be one with the night.

"I have completed my term, and if it wasn't for the sudden Kuroshio incident, it wouldn't be long before I could enter the Privy Council directly."

"According to the initial plan, I want to recommend you to be the next head of the regiment."

Green looked up at Roger.

"Recommend me to be the leader?"

"why?"

Roger looked puzzled.

"Because you are the only qualified person, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for others to become the new head of the team smoothly."

Roger's frowning frowned, combined with what Green said before, he quickly figured out various reasons.

"Because everyone else has performed inheritance rituals!"

"Ha ha!"

"You are right. Everyone else has carried out inheritance rituals, and their souls will inevitably be damaged. This kind of loophole will cause great trouble when condensing pale blood."

"It's too hard to go further!"

"And only you don't have that concern."

Greene spoke eloquently.

"What if I also performed the inheritance ceremony?" Roger thought of another question.

"In that case, the Privy Council will directly appoint new candidates."

"Just like me."

He sighed.

"But the situation is different now. In peacetime, I have a great say in the appointment of the new leader. Now that the black tide is surging, the Knights of the Round Table needs a strong new leader."

"I hope you can fight for it."

"After all, other people will never condone you like me when they become the head of the regiment, and sooner or later this little secret about you will be exposed. At that time, you will only be cleaned up."

"Do you know what I mean?"

"Bedwell, your potential and experience are stronger than others. Over the years, you have been too careful to limit the growth of your strength. Your soul has no loopholes, and it should be easy to reach or surpass Lancelot."

"The Privy Council will help the new head to make up for the loopholes in the soul. If it is you, you can even become more complete on this basis, and you will gain extraordinary combat power when you break through to the fourth order!"

Roger's eyes narrowed, neither agreeing nor rejecting, "What should I do?"

"It's very simple, show your strength to everyone, and then become the most dazzling one in the Kuroshio. With this kind of performance, plus my recommendation."

"The position of the leader of the knights belongs to you!"

Roger bowed his head.

"Mr. Green, thank you for your appreciation, I will consider it carefully."

"A rare opportunity."

"do not miss it."

Green seemed to think of something before leaving, and suddenly stopped Roger.

"I heard Gahalad say you moved into the remains of the Lietta family estate?"

Roger nodded.

"time flies."

"I can still remember how she looked when she married me."

"Is everything still the same as it was many years ago?"

"It's a pity, nothing can go back."

After Roger left, Green's wooden chair turned and faced the outside scenery again. After a while, a figure appeared in the room.

"Mr. Green, Bedwell has returned to the hotel, and I have sent someone to watch him secretly."

"Um."

"This old guy has been dormant, my term has expired, this batch of knights of the round table has also completed their mission, it is time to be destroyed."

He glanced sideways at Gahalad.

"As the new leader, you need to be surrounded by new members."

"This time the Kuroshio is well used, and it is the best time to clean up. People like Bedwell who are out of control must find a way to pull him into the chariot."

"Lancelot and Gawain are bound to win the position of the head of the regiment. This is just right. How can they fight desperately in the next Kuroshio fight if they don't give some sweetness?"

Gahalad just stood silently.

"After so many years, the Privy Council has harvested some otherworldly souls, which is enough to create a new batch of Knights of the Round Table."

"Or maybe you want to give your team a new name?"

"Named after Olympus?"

"Well... Tarot cards are also good."