Demon Hunter and His Hut

Faux pas? "

Roger lowered his head, and then saw a palm-sized dark red patch on his lower abdomen, which was extremely conspicuous on the clean and tidy clothes.

No matter what the reason is, since someone comes to visit, as the host, you should still pay attention to the proper attire.

"Let me go and prepare another dress for you."

Emily suggested, "Miss Harleen downstairs is in charge of entertaining, so there should be a little delay."

The Harleen that Emily mentioned is the housekeeper of the manor, and she is mainly responsible for taking care of the big and small matters.

Although Emily and Annie are also within her jurisdiction, because they have served Roger personally for a long time, their status is much higher than other maids.

The Anglo family was also a prestigious aristocrat many years ago, but with the development of the times, the social structure and wealth have been re-divided.

The nobles declined, new forces were born, and the entire family declined rapidly.

Therefore, in the manor, although efforts were made to maintain the original etiquette of the nobles, on the other hand, the new impact also made many rules ridiculous.

This makes the manor alternate between the old and new systems, which is a bit weird.

The status of maids is also very different from the past.

Through the crack of the door, Emily saw Joseph collapsed beside the table. From her perspective, she could only see half of Joseph's back and an empty wine glass placed on the table.

Apparently, she mistook the stain on Roger's clothes for spilled wine.

The vineyards of Sewell Kingdom are well-known, because of the geographical location, the wines produced here are precious items that are eagerly bought in many places.

Because of its bright color and mellow taste, it will be dubbed red agate.

"Help me get ready."

Roger showed a just right smile, and then closed the door.

Click, the door was locked, Roger lifted his clothes, and there was a hideous wound on his pale skin.

He turned his head, and at the corner of the wall, a bone mask used for decoration fell to the ground,

The sharp corners of the mask were stained red with blood.

"What a hassle."

Sighing helplessly, the corpse does not feel. Unless the whole body is covered with soul power at all times, Roger will not be able to detect this level of trauma with only weak perception.

It is impossible for him to experience pain, or even pleasure, from a dead body, which would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble for his disguise.

The heart stopped beating, and the blood could not flow freely. The wound looked scary, but the amount of bleeding was not exaggerated.

At this time, Roger didn't have any good solutions, he could only deal with it simply, mainly to cover up the blood and prevent it from continuing to ooze.

If he changed his clothes after a while and greeted him in the banquet hall on the first floor, he was found to be bleeding from his crotch.

Then the next day, all kinds of weird rumors will flood the entire upper class.

Just after the wound was treated, there was a knock on the door.

After Roger changed his clothes, led by Emily, he went down the stairs to the banquet hall on the first floor.

The entire manor is composed of a single building and several low buildings on both sides, and some of them are connected to each other on the first floor.

Some low buildings serve as separate banquet halls. After arriving on the first floor, Roger "heard" the faint voice of conversation through the corridor.

"I've heard it mentioned that Dr. Cameron came here specially to treat Henrik. Although he didn't say it clearly, his attitude is obvious..."

"The inheritance of the Anglo family may be cut off in this generation."

There was a lot of discussion around, but when Roger pushed the door and entered, the lively atmosphere stagnated slightly, and then all eyes fell on him.

Surprised Doubt...

"scam!"

"This must be a hoax!"

Someone yelled.

Everyone's reaction fell into the eyes, and Roger tried to respond according to the attitude of the original owner of the body.

But while speaking, he was silently observing the young people who appeared in the hall.

The Anglo family has already declined, but there are declining nobles who are in the same situation as Anglo, and there are also family children from emerging forces.

These people may not represent the core of each family, but they are closer to the mainstream of the world than ordinary people.

Or upper class.

But soon Roger was disappointed.

His eyesight is still there, and he can judge the approximate strength of a person with only simple movements.

But it's a pity that some people here do have traces of long-term exercise, but at best they can only be regarded as vigorous.

It is estimated that it is not even as good as a senior hunter, and there is an extremely long distance from Chaofan.

"Ordinary strength levels are not much different from ordinary people in the original world."

From this as an inference, the upper limit of power in this world may also be very limited.

At this time, Roger didn't know whether he should be lucky or disappointed, but for him, before considering possible benefits and windfalls, he at least needed to solve the problems in front of him.

His soul was injured, and he manipulated another corpse, his strength was greatly reduced. At this time, he could only pretend as much as possible, and then collect information before making plans.

In Roger's eyes, the so-called communication in the upper class was too boring, and everyone came here not out of the intention of visiting. It didn't take long for him to leave on the grounds of feeling unwell.

The rest of the people dispersed in a rush, and the sound of horseshoes came from outside, and they left quickly.

Back in the room, Joseph was still in a coma. Roger checked carefully and confirmed a guess in his heart.

"This protection does not come from himself..."

"And it seems to really come from this world."

This is simply too bad. If we continue to toss like this, let alone whether the corpse will rot, the trauma caused by the accident will slowly turn Roger into a stitch monster.

"I've wiped out water ghosts and demon spirits, but I never thought I'd become a monster now."

Roger couldn't help laughing at himself.

If he didn't want to kill people, once the body was damaged beyond control or accidentally exposed, then he could only go to the cemetery to find those fresh corpses to try his luck.

Of course, there is a premise...

That is, other corpses do not reject his manipulation.

Roger didn't really have much confidence in that.

"Let's solve the problem at hand."

After confirming the direction, he immediately changed his original thinking.

Since this is a corpse, it cannot be treated as a living person. Roger found a quiet room, sent everyone away, and then took out a set of long swords for practice.

He controlled his body to move quickly, releasing endless moves.

Even if the damage is severe, Roger's soul ability is far beyond imagination at this time. The previous world was mainly based on blood training.

Soul strength just goes up with the tide.

Even so, because his own level is too high, he passively raised his soul power to a very high level.

Not long after, his thin body stopped in place.

"Of course not."

The practice method created for the living does not work for the dead.

It's easy to understand, every transcendent is for a longer life, not to become a walking dead.

Without perception, it is almost no different from a machine with a steel body.

The food is no longer delicious, and the spring water is no longer sweet.

You can't feel the warmth when you hug, and you can't breathe the other person's breath during a deep kiss. If things go on like this, the desire will decrease, and all the passion will fade away.

Then there is no point in living.

All the cultivation methods he had before required the body as a medium, and at a deeper level, it was a vigorous vitality.

These conditions are not available to Roger now.

"But it's not impossible."

In addition to the most basic seals, there is also a set of special sword seals in the hunter's hut that Roger has not started to practice.

Based on the Axii seal and incorporating the rules in the world snake eyeball fragments, this brand new way of practice mainly involves the soul and spiritual power.

In addition to the normal swordsmanship practice, there is also the assistance of alchemy.

In Roger's opinion, the brand-new Axii sword seal fully fits some descriptions of an important school of witchers in his memory.

snake.

Secretive and vicious.

"It seems to be exactly the same as my current situation."

Roger looked at the strange face in the mirror and gave an ugly smile.

Even if he practiced from scratch, it would only take a few years at most. Roger believed that he could obtain the power of the fourth-order peak with the Axii seal.

Although his soul is powerful, it doesn't have the ability to attack directly, so he has a powerful soul now, but he can't convert it into corresponding combat power.

But that doesn't mean Roger doesn't have any power to protect himself now.

In his soul, the hunter's hut is looming, the door of shadows, the life force in the lantern and the spring water, all of which can be regarded as regular evolution in a certain sense.

If you want to fully exert the power of this part of the rules, you cannot do without a strong body as a support, but even a single soul can control part of it.

Has incredible power.

If Roger can completely recover from the wounds in his soul, then the power he can use should be much stronger.

Weakness is only temporary, and it is useless to be impatient. During this period of time, he just needs to heal his wounds at ease, and then slowly understand the world.

The current status can also be regarded as a perfect shield.

The practice method of Axi sword seal flowed in his heart, and Roger already had a plan for the next stage of practice.

Although there is currently no sign of any supernatural power, the weird defense on Joseph's body lets Roger know.

There was definitely still a truth hidden in this world that he didn't understand.

Boom boom boom.

Along with the knock on the door, Emily's voice came from outside the door, "Mr. Joseph has woken up and has been clamoring to see you."

"No, let him go."

Roger had no intention of opening the door.

bang bang bang.

The voice gradually increased, "Henrik, open the door!"

"Open the door!"

shouted Joseph.

"what did you do to me?"

"Open the door! You must explain to me clearly, when did my drinking capacity become so bad, and I was drunk after just one drink?"

Joseph yelled reluctantly.

"Go back quickly when you wake up, I won't see you off if I'm not feeling well."

Roger replied calmly.

"You are uncomfortable, and neither am I!"

Joseph yelled, "I'm dizzy and my butt hurts."

"What the hell did you do to me?!"

click.

Roger opened the door helplessly, and looked at Joseph with slack eyes.

"shut up!"

Roger himself received a soul impact, even if it was passive, Joseph looked miserable.

As for the butt...

Well, Roger admitted that when he placed Joseph, his movements were indeed too casual, and he didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment at all.

Anyone who maintains a posture and sits with a hard object under the buttocks for a whole morning will probably feel extremely painful.

Is this guy confused? He yelled heartlessly.

A flash of surprise flashed in Emily's eyes, she quickly lowered her head, pretending that she didn't hear anything, but the dark red stain she saw on Roger's abdomen when she opened the door flashed in her mind.

"It turned out that it wasn't wine, but blood..."

"Where's the blood?"

At this moment, Emily suddenly felt that being a woman was also an extremely happy thing.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Roger could only drag Joseph into the room, and Joseph, who had lost his eyesight, took a while to recover a little bit of normalcy.

"Damn it, I admit that I was wrong to bet on your safety, but you are too ruthless. Tell me, what did you put in my wine?"

He muttered a few words before rubbing his hands with a bright face, "The effect is so good and there is no smell, where did you get it from?"

"If you still have it in your hand, maybe I can help you..."

Joseph gave Roger a wink.

Roger waved his hand, and originally wanted to find a reason to prevaricate, but when he spoke, he suddenly changed his mind, "This is a little research of my own."

"You?" Joseph asked in disbelief.

"Is there anything impossible? You won't forget the industry that our Anglo family ancestors relied on the most?"

Joseph's eyes widened suddenly.

"I see, this must have been passed down from your family!"

He swept away the decadence just now, his eyes were bright and scary, and even Roger was secretly surprised. Unlike physical trauma, the side effects of soul damage are more serious and cannot be detected.

But looking at Joseph, he looked almost as if nothing had happened.

"Yes, it must be so!"

Joseph paced back and forth, "What else?"

"What else is your family's formula?"

"Is there that kind?"

Joseph gave Roger an ambiguous look.

"Hey, don't you just like the pleasure of money and gambling? When did you become interested in women?"

Roger chuckled.

"Adjustment, life needs adjustment, besides, even if I don't need this kind of thing, I can sell it to other people..."

"have."

"Really?" Joseph was a little surprised.

Roger nodded with a smile, and then took a stick thick as an arm from the shelf behind him.

"It has everything you could want."

Joseph's face collapsed.

"There is, is there really?" He looked unwilling.

Roger just smiled, but didn't speak.

Roger didn't intend to show some frivolity, but the way the original owner of this body got along with Joseph was like this.

From those messy memories, he also saw a lot of contradictions. He didn't want to go into it before, but now that he thinks about it, it seems that there are other things hidden.

"Stuff is messy and needs to be rearranged and experimented with."

"So Joseph, if someone can provide sufficient resources, such as precious herbs..."

"I think my progress should be much faster."

Joseph looked at Roger, and gritted his teeth after a while, "Okay, I'll trust you just once."

"But you have to make sure that once there is a result, no matter what the result is, it must be handed over to me to help you take care of it."

"make a deal."

Roger nodded, watching Joseph's outstretched right hand, he avoided it without leaving a trace.

At least deal with the body rot first, and if all goes well, he might be able to give his new idea a try.

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