Demon Hunter and His Hut

"I'm glad you joined us."

Henrik smiled and shook hands with Roger.

"To be honest, I have always been hesitant. After all, witcher is a dangerous job with a very high mortality rate."

"I don't know if it's right or wrong to pull you in." Henrik looked at Roger.

"But I knew from our first mission that you were born to do this."

"Sharp and patient at the same time, your performance on the last mission is hard to believe, you are only a teenager."

Henrik raved about it.

It was rare to see Henrik like this, and Roger wondered for a while whether this guy had any intentions for him.

Roger always felt that the state of being drunk and lying is the true face of Henrik.

"Didn't you say you're taking me to meet someone?" Roger asked. "When are we leaving?"

Henrik ate the sausage from the plate.

"No, she's already seen you."

"She" Roger was stunned for a moment, then looked around.

"Where"

"Don't look for it, you can't find it."

Eat the food in the disc and wipe your mouth.

"The one who interviewed me"

Henryk nodded.

"That's it."

"Head of the city of Bordeaux and the surrounding area."

"She hides in the crowd" Roger was a little curious.

"Young man, this doesn't seem to be something you should be concerned about."

"Snapped"

Henrik put a stack of documents on the table.

"The mission location is in the mermaid town."

"I don't know what's going on, that hellish place is getting worse and worse." Henrik muttered.

"Just take a look. According to my guess, it should be just a low-level evil spirit. With the previous experience, you should be familiar with it."

Roger collected the information but did not check it immediately. There are many people here, so let's take a look at it slowly after going back.

Seeing this scene, Henrik nodded quietly. Many of Roger's performances were impeccable, and many junior hunters with orthodox training couldn't do it to his level.

"The holiday is over, I'll see if I can find an excuse."

With Henrik's income, the financially independent Roger can actually live alone.

Move out of Andreen's house, and devote yourself to the business of hunting demons.

He had discussed this issue with Henrik not long ago.

At the time, Henrik rejected him without hesitation.

Henrique told Roger that the thrill of licking blood with a knife head could easily get a witcher into a rush, and the tedious real life would become meaningless in the process.

As time goes on, the sense of division in life will gradually be amplified, and the long-term killing and hunting will gradually affect a person's psyche.

Although not explicitly stated,

But from Henrik's words, Roger could still guess that something terrible would definitely happen to the hunter who was immersed in the slaughter.

Maybe one day, the witcher will also become the prey of others.

After listening to Henrik's warning, Roger's mind was much lighter. He was destined to become a witcher, but again, he was a person first.

If life is all about killing and hunting, what's the point?

My goal is to build a great castle like Kermorhan, preferably stuffed with like-minded friends, whether she's a witcher, a sorceress, a witch, or a banshee, it doesn't matter.

Enjoying life is fundamental.

"Don't worry, we'll arrange it for you." Henrik nodded to Roger.

"Trust me, I can definitely use the most reasonable reason to send you to Swamp Town."

Henryk stood up.

"Oh, right"

"This task is very simple. It can be regarded as a separate test."

"If you pass it, you can officially start your job."

"Wait a minute"

Roger spoke suddenly.

"The trial mission is completed, do you have any money to take it?"

Henrik paused for two seconds before exploding, "Shit, are you so short of money?"

Roger pouted, "I'm someone who wants to buy a big house."

Lots of big houses.

Again, I learned this from you.

On the way back, Roger suddenly thought of the coming of the Son that Ivy mentioned before his death.

"The Coming of the Son"

"Where did you hear this term?"

Henryk narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Is it your family's record?"

Henrik did not struggle with this issue.

"This is the good name that the madmen of the Three Holy Spirits gave themselves. Of course, other forces are similar, what kind of Son of Heaven, Son of Destiny, Son of God and so on."

"Anyway, how can you name it how tall you are."

Henrik drove Roger to Andreen's house.

"Is not it"

To be honest, the first thing Roger thought of when he first heard the news was himself.

Unknown identities, blank memories, and souls from other worlds all seem to match the legendary Son of God.

"Am I destined to be the one to change

man of the world"

But at this time, listening to Henrik's tone, this so-called Holy Son seemed to be different from what he imagined.

Henrik sneered.

"It's just a bunch of executioners."

Arriving at the block near Andreen's house, Henrik slowly stopped the car, "The struggle between witchers and these monsters has never stopped since ancient times."

"The inheritance of your family may be incomplete, and it may not be recorded in this regard, but have you ever thought about how these monsters appeared?"

"Don't they exist in this world?"

Henrik shook his head.

"Many ancient myths, legends and folk tales have their secular roots, and these roots are the so-called Holy Son."

"They are outsiders."

"I don't know the way to come to this world, but every time it appears, it will affect the surrounding environment."

"Energy becomes active, animals and plants mutate, or some people awaken special talents"

"And these descendants who cause changes are called Sons."

"Every time a group like the Three Holy Spirits comes up like a shark smelling blood, they capture these descendants, imprison them, dissect them, and study them."

"There is no hero who saves the world and the so-called Son of Destiny."

"Reality is cruel, the lucky may die in the experiment, the unfortunate will live forever, and then repeat the never-ending experiment"

"And this is also one of the important sources for them to obtain mysterious rituals and advance to extraordinary levels."

Henrik lit a cigarette.

"Of course, most of these so-called descendants are not strong. Even if there are some stronger ones, they are quickly captured under the pressure of technology."

"That's why they are so keen on finding the Son."

"Of course, there are occasional misses."

"30 years ago, a big guy appeared near Bordeaux." He glanced at Roger, "If you are interested, you can check the news."

"That incident has become too big for national power to cover up."