Demon Hunter and His Hut

"What is he going to do?!"

Roger was startled, and suddenly thought of Anna he had seen not long ago.

The information about the ghost flashed through his mind, and before he had time to think, he walked out quickly.

"boom!"

Roger pretended to be rough and touched the table and chair beside him, making a sound.

"Roger, what happened?"

Andreine hurriedly stood up and asked.

"Uh……"

Roger glanced quickly, and the head floating from the pocket watch had left the table and slowly floated towards Andreen.

"Andreen, I want to have a good talk with you about the morning."

"Talk about it, now?"

Andrine hesitated a little. She glanced at Henrik sitting on the sofa, but in just a split second, she made a choice.

"Um...sorry, my boy...I have to have a good talk with him."

"it does not matter."

Henrik stood up gracefully, he picked up the pocket watch on the table, "It's been a long time for you, and I've asked what I should ask. If there are any other questions, I'll call you."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Andreen still felt a little rude.

Roger stood there, trying to stay normal, trying not to let his expression show any flaws.

The pale head gradually moved away from Andreen, and he stared at Roger coldly with a pair of dead fish eyes.

Just when Roger thought that the other party was going to do something, the man named Henrik gently opened the pocket watch, and his head floating in the air was pulled into the pocket watch.

blah blah blah!

The cover is closed.

The room was back to normal again.

Roger's tense muscles gradually loosened. If the mass of things really rushed towards Andreen, then he could only choose to attack that Henrik.

Seeing the man move away, Roger was completely relieved.

"Funny boy."

Standing on the corner, Henrik glanced back, a smile on his lips.

"A natural medium?"

He tore off the tie under his collar and got into a car on the side of the road.

As soon as he got in the car, he quickly took off his suit jacket, stretched out his hand and took it out somewhere, "It's a little leaky if you don't wear underwear..."

Compared with the sane look just now, he has completely changed.

Starting the car, Henrik drove to a manor at the end of the road.

There, the oldest mansion in the entire Bay Township is located.

Entering the gate according to the procedure, it didn't take long for Henrik to meet the owner of the manor.

An old woman with gray hair and a thin body.

Mayor of Bay Town, Ms. Huda.

Henrik didn't speak, but pushed a hand card with intricate patterns engraved over it.

The old woman just glanced, but did not move.

"I haven't seen anyone from the Hunter Guild for a long time."

She glanced at Henryk, "Since you came to see me, you must be a witcher?"

"I'm not extraordinary."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult in the future."

The loneliness flashed across Henryk's face.

"I'm here to ask for help, a standard demon hunter team that needs a hunter and a psychic."

He looked at Huda expectantly.

"I'm too old to act with you, and no one in my family has inherited the talent of a psychic medium."

The old woman put her hands on her shoulders.

"If you want to look up information, you can come here at any time, but other things..."

"I can't help you much, you should go find someone else."

"You don't have any daughters or granddaughters?"

Henrik smiled.

"Maybe I've looked away,

Can I test it for you again?"

Henrik glanced at the portraits on the wall. The pictures on them were important members of the entire family. It could be seen that the genes of the family were very good, and they were all handsome men and beautiful women.

"No!"

The old woman's voice turned cold.

"If there is nothing else, please leave. I am old and my energy is a little weak."

"Ha ha……"

Henryk smiled awkwardly, "I don't mean anything else, I just ask casually."

He stood up.

"Oh, right."

"What do you think of the recent wild beast attack in town?"

The old woman glanced at Henryk.

"The only thing I can be sure of is that there are no ghosts in here."

"Thank you." Henryk smiled.

If there are no ghosts, it means it may be something else.

"Thank you for the coffee."

Henrik turned and left.

"This is the best coffee. It's a pity that I didn't drink a sip."

When clearing the table, the maid murmured softly.

At the other end of the town, in Sherman's manor, the atmosphere was not so harmonious.

Ivy's face was gloomy, and her body exuded a dangerous aura. Recently, she turned the island where Kant once lived upside down.

It is no exaggeration to say that she has searched every corner of the island, even the nearby beaches and waters.

But the result was still nothing.

In this case, it is strange that she is in a good mood.

"How's the investigation going?"

Thinking about things in her heart, Ivy's tone seemed a little heavy.

"There's definitely something wrong with that boy named Roger!"

"It might be on him!"

Sherman sat across from Ivy.

"Where's the stuff? Have you got it?"

Ivy's face turned from cloudy to sunny.

Sherman shook his head.

"The man I sent missed, and a gardener and a servant died!"

"But one of the preparatory seeds I finally found. He has been missing for a day and a night. Something must have happened."

"waste!"

Ivy slapped the table sharply.

"Ms. Ivy, I am not your subordinate, and I have paid the price for this!"

"After so many days, you only got a specious message?"

"Why don't you do it yourself, arrest him for me, and torture him?"

Ivy's expression became very dangerous.

"You told me not to act rashly!"

Sherman was also a little annoyed.

"That kid lives in the sheriff's house, what can I do, just rush to the door and catch him out?"

The expected goal was not achieved, and Sherman's tone was a bit aggressive.

"After all, there is a way, it just depends on whether you want to do it or not!"

"I heard about the beast attack in the town, is it yours?"

"You put all your energy on that, and you're not in the mood to do things for me at all!"

Ivy asked.

"I don't know what you're doing, but you want to be extraordinary with just a few rituals?"

Ivy sneered.

"Delusional."

"You might as well help me if you have that energy!"

She stood up abruptly, "I don't need you for the rest. I will personally catch the kid and question him carefully."

"The agreement is terminated, and I will report your performance carefully."

After a period of searching, Ivy lost her patience completely, and reality forced her to take some extreme measures.

The fingertips became sharp, and Ivy's face showed a ferocious look.