Demon Hunter and His Hut

popping. "

Roger patted the dust that didn't exist on his hands, and it is also a good choice to occasionally move his muscles and bones.

The poor man was a victim too, and of course Roger did nothing to him.

As for Uma, she clearly did it on purpose, the whole ship was so big she definitely had a way of finding a single traveler without company.

No matter how bad it is, this situation can be avoided in advance.

"Looks like there should be more control."

In recent times, Uma has become more and more daring, and Roger believes that the best decision he made was to keep her in Elder.

The harbor behind him has gradually disappeared, and after a little episode, Uma also ran to solve the remaining problems, leaving Roger alone against the railing.

The unknown journey alone, although the times are different, but Roger feels that this is the life of the witcher.

In the following days, life became trivial and frequent. There were various entertainment facilities on the cruise ship, from movie theaters to casinos, but these entertainment methods were not of much interest to Roger, who was used to the excitement of the extraordinary world.

During this period, Uma also changed her identities several times, using beauties of different ages and skin tones to provoke Roger.

As for the result...

Of course the righteous rhetoric refuses!

As the days passed, Uma would report the progress of the investigation to Roger every once in a while, but unfortunately everything seemed to have come to a standstill, and many remaining clues ended in Lingyuan County.

Except for the first few days, Roger relaxed his mind later. Henrique, Amanda and others were fully prepared, and everything was going on in an orderly manner, which made him feel good.

He completely forgot about the battles in the supernatural world, and began to return to his normal life like an ordinary person.

Until one day, Roger, who was sleeping in the cabin, suddenly woke up, he sat up suddenly, his body trembled uncontrollably, and the pale blood in his body almost burst out!

"what happened?"

Taking a few deep breaths and suppressing the blood of the riot, Roger pushed open the door and walked to the deck.

It was late at night, and apart from the tourists who were still relaxing in the entertainment area, the corridors looked extraordinarily empty.

"Dear sir, it's very windy on deck, for your health..."

Roger was stopped by a beautifully tailored one-line dress, which was apparently tailor-made for her, and seemed to burst after certain movements for convenience.

"Where have we been?"

asked Roger, ignoring the emotion in the waiter's eyes.

Something like this is all too common on this flamboyant luxury cruise ship.

"We just crossed the Barrow Strait, and then drove forward for most of the day. From the position..."

Without listening to the next words of the service staff, Roger walked quickly to the deck. It was already December, and the air outside was particularly cold.

Although this temperature could not affect Roger, it still lifted his spirits.

"really."

Comparing the geographical location of the world in his mind, Roger quickly estimated the approximate area where the cruise ship was at this time.

The energy seems to have changed in places in mid-air invisible to ordinary people.

"Is this the effect between different worlds?"

"It's really amazing."

The power in the body has become extraordinarily restless, and this autonomous activity is like a certain physiological reaction of a man, which is not under his control at all.

Roger had to be very careful in order to restrain his power.

Especially Pale Blood.

The cruise ship has five floors, and some of the open-air platforms are semi-enclosed, and barriers have been raised at night, so that you can enjoy the beautiful scenery without worrying about the cold wind outside.

But Roger was on the bottom deck at this time. He walked forward. There was no one on the deck. Facing the sea, Roger stretched out his palm.

The dharma seal in his mind exudes a faint light, and he can feel it,

This part of the power that comes entirely from the Hunter's Hut has not been affected in any way.

However, it was as if a swimming fish had come to an unfamiliar sea.

The seal in the mind is adapting to the new rules.

With one breath and one breath, the light of the Dharma Seal changes from weak to strong.

Clenching the fist, the terrifying power exploded in the palm of the hand, and the power that belongs to the flesh is not restricted in any way.

This is also easier to understand.

In Roger's view, the power of the Pale Blood was most affected at this time, and the change in the seal was more like absorption and assimilation.

He had a hunch that it wouldn't be long before he returned to normal levels.

"Since the French seal has not been affected, what about the sword seal?"

After thinking about it, Roger still suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

Now that he jumped into the deep sea, he could find a place to test his thoughts, but there was no need to do so.

It will take a few days to reach the sunrise from the current position, and it should be enough to understand and master your own body.

He also began to face up to Uma's previous reminder.

Is this just a difference in energy, what about the more specific issues?

Two days later, Roger had to admit that he underestimated the impact of the rules.

The longer you stay and the closer you get to the hinterland of the entire Asian region, the influence from the rules gradually becomes stronger and stronger.

This was something Roger didn't expect.

He also finally understood why no Western superhumans came to the East across regions.

To be honest, it wasn't really a pleasant experience.

Think about the fact that you have a long gun in your hand, but you need to tie it to your lap every day. Roger felt that his metaphor, although a bit vulgar, at least reflected the actual situation.

This is still Roger. Most of his strength is reflected in his physical fitness and seal, and only the pale blood is really affected.

If you change to other superhumans from the West, the impact may be greater, and some spells may lose their effect.

After all, from spell gestures to the mobilization of mental energy, the simplest spell also contains countless tedious and subtle links.

As long as any one of these links fails, it is enough to cause the spell to collapse.

After another day, seeing that the situation still did not improve, in desperation, Roger had to take the initiative to seal the pale blood in his body.

Let the restless blood fall into silence.

Only then did he get out of that weird state.

"call……"

A modern harbor appeared in front of him, and Roger simply packed his luggage and followed the flow of people off the cruise ship.

As soon as they got off the boat, someone took the initiative to approach. It was a middle-aged man with a thick face and an honest look. He bowed slightly, and the man stood up and led Roger forward.

Roger found that Uma's abilities were perfect for arranging such trivial matters.

He quickly got into a silver-grey car and left the port.

Without entering the city, the car drove directly onto the highway, and after a nearly two-hour trek, left the highway and followed the road away from the city.

The area of ​​Sunrise is much larger than that of the island country that Roger came into contact with in his previous life, and the whole is almost rectangular. Because of the increase in area, its transnational latitude has also increased a lot compared to that island country.

Lingyuan County, where Roger is located at this time, is close to the southern seaport of Sunrise. Although it has come to December and the temperature has dropped, the minimum temperature can still be maintained above zero.

Therefore, the car can still see the green on both sides when driving on the road.

After coming here, Roger can clearly feel the difference in Uma. The distance span is too large, and he is in Asia. Uma has no way to truly control an ordinary person's body like before.

She was more of planting subtle thoughts on her body through shadows, and then serving Roger with it.

There was nothing to say all the way, and it was noon when Roger got off the boat, but at the end he went around, and when the car stopped in front of a yard, the sun was setting and the sky was dyed red.

Roger didn't know anything about the sunrise, and the place where he was at this time should be close to the edge of the city, roughly similar to a small town.

The surrounding is very modern, but at the same time, you can see some obvious style buildings.

Unlike the complete modernization of the towns and cities on the other side of Armenia.

The town of sunrise can always make people feel the heavy and vicissitudes of history handed down in modern times.

From a distance, you can see neat fields and spacious houses and courtyards. To be honest, because of something in his bones, Roger still feels that the scenery in front of him is more intimate.

The door was unlocked, so he pushed it open and walked in.

Woohoo!

This is a typical Japanese-style courtyard, but it can be seen that the owner of the yard is not willing to take care of it often. The plants on the edge of the path are messy, and Roger is walking along the cobblestone path.

The closer you get, the more pronounced the sound you've heard before.

In addition to this, Roger heard fast pace and steady breathing.

The yard was very large, and through the rockery and garden ahead, an old-fashioned building appeared in front of him, and the sound Roger had heard earlier came from that direction.

He walked to the door, followed the sound and looked into the room.

There is no decoration in the open house, and the surrounding walls are covered with various weapons, but it can be seen that most of them are just decorations.

It's just that there is an area similar to a shrine in the middle of the hall opposite the door, but strangely, there are no statues on the platform, and there is no futon next to the floor.

The afterglow of the sun made the colors in the room a little strange, and the empty shrine looked like a huge open mouth in the changing light and shadow.

This is a martial arts arena.

A vigorous figure moved and danced, and the weapon in his hand was swung away like mercury spilling to the ground.

To be honest, this was the first time Roger saw an extraordinary person practicing swordsmanship seriously after coming to this world.

Or is it knives?

At sunrise, the overall shape of the traditional knife is slightly curved, and this weapon is highly recognizable.

But at this time, the weapon held by this extraordinary person looked like a half-blade sword, but it was much narrower than the long sword that Roger usually used.

Roger did not interrupt the other party, but stood at the door quietly observing.

The new sword seal needs to comprehend more profound meanings of swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship that Hunter Lodge once provided to Roger has lagged behind a bit.

After just a few glances, Roger was surprised to find that although this sword technique looked ordinary, it had a solid foundation and was not a so-called ultimate move that was simply used for fighting.

It is a high-level swordsmanship with certain swordsmanship. Although it is far from swordsmanship, it can be considered very rare considering the strength of the opponent.

Roger narrowed his eyes, estimating the opponent's strength in his heart.

"Second order peak."

Neither high nor low, it is considered to be the level that normal elites in the extraordinary world should have.

After the flowing clouds and waters had finished, the vigorous figure stopped and put the sword back into the sheath. The man walked to the shrine and placed the weapon in his hand on it.

Turning his head, a heroic face appeared in front of Roger.

The fair and somewhat excessive skin is not the white of the Western race, but like a beautiful jade, with short black hair that matches the ears, the small nose is slightly upturned, and the rosy lips are tightly pressed together.

The sun had set, and the sky was dark outside, but in the room Roger could still see the bright eyes on the flawless face.

Dark and agile.

Seeing this delicate face, Roger was in a good mood and couldn't help but smile.

To be honest, in the past six months or so, he has been traveling to and from Armenia and Europe, and has seen too many Western faces. At this time, when he saw an Asian face with black hair and black pupils that completely met his aesthetic standards, he still felt extremely cordial.

He moved his gaze down, swept across the fair and flat neck, the snow-white collars overlapped, and Roger jumped over the girl's slightly ordinary chest.

Despite the strenuous activity, the girl's samurai uniform is still very flat, her waist is tightened, and a black ribbon is passed through.

White and black form a sharp contrast, making an extremely simple dress three-dimensional.

His gaze continued to move down, past straight legs and white ankles.

"You are Roger?!"

A cold hum came.

Roger looked up and saw the anger on the girl's face.

"Feel sorry."

He admitted that what he had just done was going a little too far.

"it's me."

Roger stepped forward subconsciously, but the next second his sharp eyes shot, "Stop!"

"You can't come in here!"

Looking at the clean floor, Roger instantly understood something. He took a half step back and looked at the girl suspiciously.

"Are you alone here?"

"Or someone else?"

Roger remembered that Uma had told him before departure that the so-called host was him, not her.

"What do you mean?" The girl immediately became vigilant, wondering if it was because of the illusion that Roger even thought she was going to attack herself.

"Uh...don't get me wrong."

"I don't know what to call you yet."

"Sunset and Qianxia."

The girl put on her shoes and socks and walked out the door.

"Come with me, I'll take you to where you live."

She walked in front, and Roger followed.

"I have to make it clear to you in advance that I have received something from Mrs. Butterfly, and I will do what I promised her."

The girl stopped, glanced back at Roger, and continued walking.

"I am willing to guide you in your cultivation, but I hope you understand that profound meaning is the foundation of a family inheritance, and I will not give it to you."

"If you want, I can guide you in basic practice and teach you the swordsmanship you just practiced."

"At the same time, you can also follow me all the way when I go out to perform an exorcism mission. I will try my best to ensure your safety, but if the danger exceeds the range of my ability to bear."

The girl's breath paused slightly, "At that time, I can only try my best to create an opportunity for you to escape. As for whether you can survive or not, it depends on your luck."

Higurashi Chika stopped, and he turned his head to look at Roger.

"If it's acceptable, please come in with me. If not, then I can only return what I received and send you away."

Looking at the serious face of the girl, Roger smiled slightly.

"Accept, of course I will!"

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