Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 122

Chapter 122 Swordsmith (eight more)

What appeared in front of Roger was a downward passage. The stairs are not wide, probably only three or four people walk up side by side.

He walked down one floor, and a pale middle-aged man in a housekeeper’s uniform was standing at the corner of the stairs.

“How do i call you?”

“Roger.”

“Oh… this name matches you very well.”

“You can call me Vero, please come with me.”

The elegance and politeness shown by the other party made Roger feel good in his heart.

It would be better if… he was a person.

Although the housekeeper in front of him looks not much different from a normal person, his body is even more illusory. Through his body, he can vaguely see the scenery behind him.

Obviously, this is a ghost.

If Henrik’s theory is correct, he can stay sensible, have his own thinking, and communicate with ordinary people…

Well, this is a demon spirit.

Except for the mysterious Anna, this should be the first demon spirit Roger saw.

The most common demon spirits are extraordinary. Roger felt a little nervous when he thought of this, and his muscles tightened subconsciously for a moment.

“Dear guest, please don’t be nervous.”

“As you can see, I am a demon spirit, but I am not a lunatic. If it is not necessary, I will not attack you.”

Vero’s attitude was still polite, but Roger heard what the other party meant.

If it is not necessary…

There were surprisingly many down stairs, and the light in the passage was a bit dim, but Roger could see clearly. After walking down about four or five floors, the sound seemed to become a lot more lively.

A few people are choosing what to choose in an open room, and the walls are covered with various weapons, from cold weapons to hot weapons.

But guns are the most numerous here, and there are also some strange crossbows and the like.

Cold weapons are mostly hung on them, and it seems that few people are interested in them.

Several people standing at the counter were communicating with customers who bought weapons.

Vero took Roger to the other side. The people beside him seemed to be unable to see Vero. Roger watched the butler opened a door, and he followed in.

A tall, gray-haired man in the room was facing Roger with his back, fiddling with something on the table.

Roger noticed the stack of paper next to him, the top one…

He was stunned for a moment. In the portrait, Roger couldn’t see his appearance at all. It was strange. Behind the lines that seemed to be drawn randomly, a sharp sense rushed toward him.

“That girl seems to have trouble.”

Roger thought silently.

At this moment, the gray-haired man turned around, his head was a little bald, he looked fierce, and there was a long and narrow scar on his cheek.

One end of the scar went through the left eye.

“Are you the Roger whom Henrik introduced?”

He twisted the drawing paper on the table and glanced at Roger.

“That guy Henrik didn’t lie at all.”

“This year, in addition to the blood hunter family, there are demon hunters continuing the ancient heritage. This is really rare.”

Roger knew from Henrik that the so-called blood hunter family had been passed down for many years, and the inheritors of these families had inhuman blood.

Their ancestors had intermarried with certain extraordinary creatures, and the children born of them naturally inherited this bloodline.

So no matter whether it is the starting point or the upper limit, they are much stronger than ordinary people.

It seems that these people, these families are the mainstays of the Hunter’s Guild now, and ordinary people like Henrik can in fact only be regarded as the lowest level of miscellaneous soldiers.

“Hello, Mr. Crater, I think Henrik has told you what I’m here for.”

Roger put the backpack on the table and took out the materials inside.

“I want to recreate a sword.”

The old man didn’t even look at the original steel sword fragments. He picked up the other two pieces of metal and bumped slightly.

“It’s been a long time since I met such a rare material.”

At this moment, he condensed his eyes and noticed another piece of material placed next to him.

Half a pale skull.

There is a small gap in the center of the skull.

“This thing…”

Crete’s face changed, “A witch’s skull, there seems to be something in it. The master of this skull is not at a low level before his life.”

“At least reached the second half of the waning moon level!”

“Where did you get this kind of stuff?”

“Not every witch can condense such a skull, this thing is too rare!”

Holding half of the skull, Crater couldn’t put it down.

“This gap is a sword wound.”

At this time, he glanced at the broken steel sword and found the tip of the sword from a pile of fragments.

“The gap fits.”

He looked up at Roger.

“How could a little rookie like you kill such a guy? Did some ancestor of the family kill it?”

Roger listened to Crater talking to himself, and he silently closed his mouth.

Well, the old man’s brain supplement is indeed very strong.

“Yes, it should be like that.”

“Fighting with a powerful witch, this sword has actually been damaged. It is not surprising that it is broken like this now.”

While talking, the old man gave Roger a tentative look.

Roger tried to pretend to be spied, “You can see this!”

“It’s amazing!”

“Ha ha!”

Crete smiled complacently, “Although most of the weapons I sell now are guns, what I am really good at is cold weapon manufacturing!”

Crete put the materials away.

“Tell me, which hand are you good at, do you have any special requirements for the length and weight of the blade?”

“Both hands are fine, and there are a lot of chops and slashes at ordinary times, so dual wielding is required…”

When Roger said the same thing, Crater took a careful note of it. Then he took out a ruler and carefully measured Roger’s height and arm length.

He even got a brief understanding of Roger’s habit of exerting strength. Although he didn’t see the finished product, the professionalism of the old man still made Roger more assured.

“I wrote down all the data.”

“It can be seen that you have a deep knowledge in swordsmanship. Although you are far from the master, it is already very rare at your age.”

“Your strength is very good, you should be about to reach the limit, right?”

Roger nodded.

“So I will help you increase the weight of the steel sword appropriately, leave your mailbox, and I will send you a sketch tomorrow. If everything goes well, you should be able to use this weapon within five days!”

“So fast!”

Roger looked happy.

Crater also seemed very happy, “Materials are rare, and you are also a good swordsman, haha, I can’t wait to start casting now!”

“Well, all please.”

Roger left his email address and briefly communicated some knowledge about weapon care with Crater.

Finally, he left under the urging of Vero.

Opening the door of the room, the figure that had just been glimpsed in the alley and Roger passed by, and it seemed that he was also here to find Crater to cast a weapon.

Leaving Royal Street, Roger didn’t go to pick up the materials Henrik helped him to collect, but got through the phone number of the real estate company he had previously entrusted.

Hmm… Now that you have money in your hands, it’s time to look at the house.