Demon Hunter and His Hut

Viscous occlusion.

The soul of the whole person seemed to be plunged into a quagmire, and his consciousness gradually recovered, but Roger seemed unable to control his body.

He worked hard for a long time, but he could only feel a emptiness.

It was as if his body and soul had been split, and he had lost control of his physical body. His lonely soul was suspended in mid-air, without a body as a medium, and his perception was suppressed to an extremely low level.

In the void, Roger avoids being given his ultimate purpose by the opponent, and can only risk being swallowed by the giant arm and chaotic eyeball that reappear.

But obviously, the carrying capacity of the Shadow Gate is not unlimited, and two consecutive devours in a very short period of time completely exceeded the limit that Roger could bear.

Coupled with the space chaos caused by the temporary coordinate change, the body and soul will be torn apart almost instantly.

In the huge split, Roger eliminated the enemy as he wished, but at the same time he paid a heavy price.

His soul was almost torn into pieces, and the broken space also caused great trauma to his body.

Constantly jumping in space, Roger is like a headless chicken. At first, he can avoid some dangers with the help of the ability of the eye of delusion.

And get rid of some worlds that are useless to you.

But later, as the injury worsened, coupled with the energy chaos, he completely lost the initiative, so he could only avoid it as much as possible.

Until after a jump, a strange world burst into view, before Roger checked the specific information.

A white light flashed, and he lost all consciousness. It took an unknown amount of time before he regained the sense of self-existence, but this was only limited to the soul, and the physical senses were completely outside of it.

He concentrated his consciousness and wanted to regain control of his body through the infiltration of his soul. Even if there was only one head left, as long as he had enough vitality, Roger believed that he would soon be able to return to the peak of his strength.

In the self-world, it is almost impossible to feel the passage of time, and Roger does not know how long it has passed, and slowly he has the feeling of regaining a body.

Like the birth of the first ray of flame in the world, the soul expanded. Roger took this as an opportunity, and his consciousness covered the whole body.

"Mr. Henrik is still very handsome..."

A faint female voice pierced in the ear,

The volume is not loud, the voice is gentle, just listening to the timbre can make people think of a gentle and shy girl.

"Henrik?"

Roger was slightly taken aback, "I went back to Kaer Morhen?!"

He was really surprised that after a mistake, he successfully returned to the original world, and was found by Henrik and others...

This is probably a probability of one in a billion.

"Huh? Wait!"

"This language..."

It was only then that Roger realized that the soft-voiced girl was not speaking any language he knew well.

But strangely, he didn't feel any obstacles, as if he had mastered and used the language fluently for decades.

"So what if you're handsome?" Another voice came.

"It's a new world now, and those decadent nobles will be replaced by new classes!" Even though the volume was lowered, Roger could still feel the high spirits contained in the second voice.

"The times are changing, and every day is brand new. Mr. Henrik has nothing else in him, but he has learned everything about the pride and pedantry of those old nobles."

"Shut up, Anne!" The gentle female voice reminded at the beginning.

"The Anglo family has treated us very well. Although Mr. Henrik has some rough hands occasionally, he is generally acceptable. As long as we don't nod, he will not force us under any circumstances."

"From this point of view alone, he is much stronger than those so-called gentlemen."

"Okay, okay, Emily, I know you have a little affection for Mr. Henrik, but don't waste your affection and purity, look at your open skirts, you will meet people who are willing to give you generously The gentleman..."

The woman called Annie seemed to have teased Emily a bit while she was talking, causing the latter to let out an exclamation.

"Nothing!" Emily retorted.

"As for the future of Mr. Henrik, Miss Chloe has already arranged it."

When the name Chloe was mentioned, for some reason, the emotions of both of them seemed to be affected, and their voices gradually became weaker until they disappeared completely.

"Henrik..."

Roger was thinking about his current situation while adjusting his soul state.

"What happened?"

"A misunderstanding? Do I look very similar to the guy named Henrik here?"

But soon he threw this thought behind him, as long as he could control his body and wake up completely, Roger would recover from his injuries immediately and leave directly.

It doesn't matter if you misunderstand or not.

After recovering from his injuries, he still needs to find his way home, which is infinitely more difficult than in Elode.

There is no concept of time in self-space, and Roger can only judge the passage of time through the occasional conversation between Emily and that Anne.

But then, the conversation between the two was limited to the secrets between young women, and they didn't talk much about the world.

This is actually very easy to understand. No matter where you are, ordinary friends are more inclined to talk about each other's experiences and gossip.

Few people will seriously exchange world information.

With the first step, the rest is much easier. Finally, Roger completely enveloped his body through the penetration of his soul.

Then completely "wake up".

Before he could check his injuries, a turbulent current flowed into his peaceful consciousness, and some messy and strange memories broke into his mind.

"This is……"

Surprised in his heart, but Roger maintained the calmness of consciousness. He endured the interference of the first round of memory, then stabilized, and quickly browsed through the main information.

"Henrik..."

"This is not my body!"

Shocked, Roger suddenly opened his eyes!

The surroundings were dim, and the faint light was transmitted to the nerves through the eyes. At this moment, Roger finally understood why it took him so long to wake up.

Because what he occupies at this time is not the body he originally possessed at all.

It was a strange man named Henrik.

Struggling to raise his hands, the palms are slender, and the skin is probably more delicate than many women. Without a mirror, Roger can't see his appearance at this time, but through the muscles of his arms, he can simply judge the strength of this body degree.

Mess.

It's not even as good as when he was sober on the island before.

"What is this?"

"Where is my original body?"

Roger was puzzled for a while. The previous symptoms made him faintly aware of the split between the soul and the body. To be honest, he is really worried now.

His soul is tyrannical, but almost all of his power exists in his body, just like the hardware and software of a computer, the two complement each other and are indispensable.

If his body was completely destroyed during the crossing, then Roger would have lost too much.

"wrong……"

"I still have some vague feeling that my body is still there, and I have to find a way to find it!"

In his heart, Roger subconsciously propped up his hands, but immediately, he watched his body tilt, and then fell down from the bed uncontrollably.

Crackling!

Immediately afterwards, Roger heard a rush of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and then the hasty opening of the door.

After a while of jumping around, Roger felt himself being lifted up, and then leaned back on the bed again. His body was numb for a while. Although his control was recovering quickly, Roger was just letting himself be manipulated.

Two busy figures, one not tall and short in stature, with soft blond hair tied into a braid behind his head, wearing a sky blue maid uniform.

However, somewhere on the body, the thin fabric was almost torn apart, which allowed Roger to confirm the identity of the other party in an instant.

Emily.

The one helping him should be that Annie. Annie has orange hair and looks good, but the corners of her eyes are a little drooping, which looks a little mean and ruins her whole temperament.

Because of Roger's waking up, the whole house seemed to come alive, with people coming in and out all the time. Roger didn't say anything, but kept a wooden face, thinking about the weird things that happened to him.

"Where is my body?"

The guy named Henrik he is occupying now is pitifully weak, and Roger even feels that the other party's physical fitness is not as good as that of a healthy adult woman.

The body is the container of the soul, and this body is too weak. Roger can feel mentally exhausted after concentrating on it for a while.

But the key point is that he needs to sort out too many thoughts now, and urgently needs to determine his own strength status. In a strange place, every moment may be dangerous.

Suddenly there was a rush of horseshoes coming from the window, and someone looked out, "It's Miss Chloe, Miss Chloe is back!"

The atmosphere in the room changed, and everyone's expressions became serious, but Roger had nothing to worry about.

The chicken occupies Nestle, but he doesn't have any psychological burden. As long as the other party is not a Transcendent of the same level as him, he believes that he can definitely get away with it.

Reading out some broken memories from the mind of this guy named Henrik, Roger briefly understood, and soon there was a "familiar" footstep in the corridor outside the door.

The next moment, under the dim light, a delicate and even slightly handsome face appeared in front of Roger.

With short black hair, women with such a heroic appearance are extremely rare no matter what era they are in.

She seems to have traveled a long distance, and her brows are full of fatigue. She is wearing a half-length coat, which looks a little formal, showing a kind of neutral beauty.

The coat had obviously not been taken off for a long time, the original excellent fabric was full of wrinkles, and the shirt collar of the coat could not see the original color clearly.

"My dear brother!"

The woman strode forward and hugged Roger into her arms without any scruples. The moment she folded her arms, she seemed to realize Roger's physical state at this time.

Feeling the muscle elasticity of the other person's body, Roger always felt that this woman named Chloe was more like a man than the owner of his body.

"I knew it, I knew you'd be fine!"

"Those quack doctors actually said that you are hopeless, I won't believe it!"

Chloe muttered softly.

"I asked them to put you on this bed and take care of you every day...I knew it...it worked!"

After rambling on a lot of words that Roger couldn't understand, Chloe let go of Roger, then held his cheeks with both hands, and looked at him carefully.

"Why is your body so cold?"

Chloe chuckled lightly.

This woman looked heroic when she straightened her face, and could even be mistaken for an extremely handsome man.

But when she smiled, the heroic spirit at the corners of her brows dissipated, her eyes rolled, and she seemed to be more charming than any other woman.

Her appearance was not extremely beautiful, but this transformation of special temperament filled her with fatal temptation.

Because in the ancient nobles, the vast majority were indeed full of love for the same sex.

With Chloe's appearance and temperament, in this special era, it is absolutely undeniable that both men and women can kill each other.

Full directional coverage with no dead spots.

"Take a good rest. If necessary, my sister can find someone to warm up your body for you, but promise me that I can't do it now..."

"When you recover from your injury, the previous conditions will be up to you."

Chloe looked affectionate.

But then she seemed to have noticed something, and wrinkled her nose with a wave of her hand, "You've only been lying on the bed for a few days, and you're going to stink to death."

"I remember you used to be the most clean one, maybe those..."

Seeming to have thought of something, she suddenly closed her mouth, "Emily, you and Annie go to prepare hot water, and then pour the rest into it according to the ratio before."

"Are you going to take a bath?" Emily looked stunned, but Annie beside her didn't say anything, she just pulled Emily's arm and quickly retreated.

"Promise me to rest!"

Chloe leaned over and pressed her red lips on Roger's forehead, "Sister still has things to do, when I come back next time, I will definitely tie that woman in front of you!"

After she finished speaking, she patted Roger lightly, and left in a hurry.

From the beginning to the end, Roger didn't say a word. From the scattered memory fragments, he could see the complicated emotions between the siblings.

Among the emotions the owner of this body has towards his sister, the most are disgust and fear.

Strong love can make people feel suffocated in any world, but Roger's silence is a common pattern of getting along between two people.

Soon, his thin body was supported by the maid and came to the bathroom. In the steaming mist, the figures of Emily and Annie were looming.

It was not as fragrant as imagined, and the clothes of the two were only a little thinner.

"Mr. Henrik, let me help you."

Anne took the initiative to step forward, and Roger was more than happy to enjoy this situation.

The water in the bath was a strange emerald green, and Emily covered her mouth and nose lightly from time to time, as if she couldn't stand the breath wafting out of the pool.

However, Roger didn't feel any abnormalities. Annie seemed to be very skilled. After a while, Roger only had a close-fitting underwear left.

Unbuttoning her jacket, Annie was about to help Roger take off her jacket when her wrist suddenly felt cold. She raised her head suddenly and saw a pair of extremely strange eyes.

"Mr. Henrik, please don't do this..."

Annie said she refused, but her voice was not so calm.

"go out!"

"Everyone get out!"

Roger said coldly, Annie and Emily looked at each other, a little confused.

"gentlemen……"

"go out!"

After the rough interruption, Roger's voice became more and more calm, the two of them sank slightly, nodded subconsciously, got up quickly and left.

The door was closed, and it wasn't until a long time later that Roger lowered his head and unbuttoned his shirt. Looking at the faint spots, many of the previous doubts came to his mind again.

"This body is dead." He sighed.

What he manipulates is not flesh, but corpses.

The difference of one word represents a completely different meaning.

stealing fragrance

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