Demon Hunter and His Hut

After understanding the cause and effect, Roger was a little settled. It seemed that as long as he remained calm or was within the shrouded range of the hut, Anna would be almost no threat to him.

But what he didn't expect was that Anna looked elated, but her relationship with him was in a cold state. About her death, there might be another secret hidden.

However, Roger didn't have the energy to pay attention to other things at this time, and didn't fall asleep immediately. He quickly processed the materials in his hand and reconfigured some pain potions and night cat potions.

Although the captured short knife is of outstanding material, it cannot be used in a short period of time. It seems that it needs to be repurchased after returning.

After cultivating for a whole day, experiencing a fierce battle at night, and chatting with the female ghost on the side of the grave, Roger's life this whole day is simply wonderful.

He didn't continue to overdraw his body, he took care of everything, cleaned the blood on his body, put on a clean clothes, and lay down on the cot.

Exhausted, he quickly fell asleep.

What Roger didn't know was that not long after he fell asleep, a white figure appeared from the fog, she slowly approached the hunter's hut, and the illusory figure wandered around the hut.

Anna stood by the window, her clear pupils fell directly on Roger in the room.

"It's weird."

Anna shook her head.

There was clearly nothing in the way, but she couldn't see anything in the room.

After standing silently for a while, Anna's body retreated, and then fell on Roger's burial place.

Her pure white skirt covered the entire open space, and Anna stood on it, her fingers crossed, touching the middle of her forehead.

At this time, the dark clouds dissipated, and a ray of moonlight shot on her body. There were faint bloodshots crawling across Anna's face. She hummed a few times, and in a trance, her body became solid again.

The next morning, before dawn, Roger got up early and rested for less than 6 hours, but his energy and stamina had basically recovered completely.

After checking again and confirming that nothing was missed, Roger hurried back to the town in the last bit of darkness before dawn.

It was still dark, and the surroundings were silent. Roger carefully handled the traces he had passed, then walked around and quietly returned home.

If it wasn't for Anna's unexpected appearance, he would have planned to go to Sherman's house to check it out at night.

But after a day's buffer, it is estimated that Sherman will get the news, and it will be dangerous to go again at that time.

The potion in his hand is enough to use, and the diluted pain potion can also improve his strength. In a short time, Roger does not plan to go to the cabin in the woods again.

At least take a look at the situation and wait until the storm subsides a little.

Andreen is the sheriff of the town. Unless Sherman is really crazy, she will never really do it. After all, he is also a person with a face.

After washing off the smell, Roger came to the dining table, and while eating, Andreen excitedly told Roger good news.

"The paperwork has been done, and you can go to school with Amanda tomorrow."

"go to school?"

Roger could only cooperate with Andreen to squeeze out a smile, while Amanda quietly made a face.

To be honest, she was really full of resentment for someone's leisurely life.

"Welcome to the miserable high school life!"

Amanda smiled and held out her hand.

Little Jack was also very happy, and kept clamoring for Roger to help him teach his classmates.

Amidst the fun, the family ended their breakfast happily.

family.

Roger cherished this relationship so much that he didn't even know if he should leave.

Throughout the day, Roger practiced quietly in his room. After what happened last night,

He is more aware of the importance of strength.

Only by improving your own strength can you have the courage to face danger. If you can improve both the general swordsmanship and the elf short sword to level 3 or higher, then Roger's combat power may be doubled!

Alternating physical training and meditation, Roger builds on his strength in an almost masochistic form.

Sure enough, only a life-and-death crisis can maximize a person's potential.

In the evening, Andreen returned home early. After dinner, she took Roger and the others to a nearby supermarket.

Entering the school for the first time, Roger needs to prepare a lot of things.

When he returned home, Roger glanced around alertly, and found no traces of being followed and monitored nearby.

As night fell, he continued to meditate instead of sleep.

At the same time, in a cheap hotel in Marsh Town, a hundred miles away, a gray-haired middle-aged man was galloping on the bed.

At this moment, the mobile phone he put on the bedside suddenly rang for a short while, and the man hung up the phone without caring and continued to work.

But not before, the short bell rang again, and after repeating the cycle, the middle-aged man pulled away irritably and clapped a hand on the woman.

"Go take a shower, baby."

"I'll take a call first."

The woman let out a grunt of dissatisfaction, but she knew that the bath was just an excuse, and the client obviously didn't want her to hear the next conversation.

This kind of thing is very common. The woman smiled and teased the middle-aged man. Then she wrapped herself in the sheets and walked into the bathroom.

The sound of water sounded, and the fog quickly blurred the scene inside.

The middle-aged man answered the phone impatiently at this time.

"Henrik!"

A harsh growl came from the other end of the phone.

The middle-aged man rubbed his ears, "I'm not dead, so be quiet, I can hear you."

"How dare you hang up..."

"Speak the truth."

Henrik's voice immediately became serious, "I have an urgent matter at hand, and I am at a critical moment, so I don't have time to chat with you."

Hearing what he said, the voice on the other side suddenly calmed down, but it was inevitable that there was still some resentment, "How is the mission in Swamp Town going?"

"It's almost over, what happened, you can read the report later."

Henrik's voice dropped, as if there were dangers around him at any time.

"I'll keep it short." The other side also became serious.

"There have been several beast attacks on people in Bay Town, and it looks like everything is normal, but I always feel weird."

"You go there and investigate."

"Beast attack?" Henrik frowned, but nodded anyway, "Okay, I'll be there tomorrow."

"There is a situation, I won't tell you more."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Looking at the soft and sagging thing, Henrik cursed a few words, put down the phone, and looked at the misty bathroom.

"Wait for her to come out later, I must..."

"what?"

Henrik stroked the stubble on his chin, "...Why should I wait for her to come out?"

Thinking of this, he didn't even bother to put on his underwear, he quickly put on his clothes, grabbed his mobile phone, pulled his backpack, pushed open the window, and flipped over!

At this time, the girl walked out of the bathroom wrapped in sheets, and the night wind hit, she couldn't help shivering, but looking at the empty room and the wide open window, she seemed to understand something.

Not caring about anything else, she rushed to the window with a single stride. A figure on the street was wearing a coat while running wildly.

"Bitch!"

"You haven't paid yet!!" The girl yelled.

Henrik held up a middle finger from a distance.

"Count together next time!"

"Fuck you, you old pervert!"

The angry roar disappeared in the night wind.