Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 239

Chapter 239

“What’s wrong, a little disappointed?”

Henrik seemed to see something unusual about Roger, he glanced at Ingmar next to him, and laughed.

“See what I do?”

Ingmar snorted coldly.

“Good men are always favored by women.”

“Unlike some people…”

The expression on Henrik’s face froze, and he opened his mouth, but in the end he wisely swallowed the rest of the words.

After a moment of adjustment, the expression on Roger’s face had returned to normal. He shook the white paper in his hand, leaning forward slightly, and the light from the corner of his eyes quickly swept across the faces of the two of them.

“Can’t they see?”

“Is it some kind of spell?”

A sentence on the paper revealed one of Roger’s most important secrets.

The identity of this body was like a time bomb, which made Roger unable to feel at ease.

Folding the letter paper in his hand into the envelope, Roger stood up and found the waiter who had just left.

“Who gave you this letter?”

Roger raised the envelope in his hand.

“I’m sorry, I can’t remember either.”

The waiter thought hard, “Maybe it’s too busy these days, I just remember to give it to you.”

Roger sighed. It seemed that he couldn’t find any clues from the young man in front of him.

His eyes swept across the faces of the demon hunters in the bar.

“Will the other party just hide in the crowd and observe my reaction?”

My heart sank slightly, and my concern was chaotic. My reaction just now was indeed a little unconsidered.

But such assertive words mean that the other party really knows something, it shouldn’t be a temptation.

When he returned to his seat, Roger did not mention the matter again. The three of them talked casually, but Roger’s attention was focused on the surrounding environment.

The Voodoo Association has been destroyed, and Henrik’s vacation is meaningless. After a simple snack at noon, the three drove to the Hunter’s Guild together.

This is Roger’s second time here. Compared with the desertedness of the last time, the Hunter’s Guild is now crowded, and there are many people standing in the originally empty hall.

Several of them showed their special aura without concealment.

“Several elites in the demon hunter family.”

Henrik sneered.

“Huh, I think I was…”

Since Roger learned about Henrik’s past, this guy always starts to make sentences with thinking about the year.

It’s okay once or twice, I listened a lot…

Avoiding Henrik’s language bombardment, Roger came to a separate window.

“I have just been promoted to Extraordinary, come here to register.”

The one who was in charge of receiving was a girl with a ponytail. She gave Roger a surprised look, “What’s going on these days? People who enter the supernatural are getting younger and younger.”

Quickly recorded Roger’s basic information, “Please go up to the second floor, and we will have a dedicated person to receive you.”

Holding a badge, Roger came to a room on the second floor. He was about to reach out and knock on the door. The door opened and a familiar face appeared at the door.

“Peter?”

“Roger!”

The two looked at each other and said at the same time.

“Are you transcendent?”

Then the two laughed at each other.

“You go in first and talk to you later.”

Roger opened the door and entered, and there was only one person sitting in the empty room.

“Mr. Dickinson…”

Roger’s eyes flashed.

Dickinson squinted and sat behind the chair. Even with a smile on his face, the search in his eyes still made people feel uncomfortable.

“Mr. Roger, I said we would meet again.”

“Do you think I can enter the supernatural?”

Roger was slightly surprised.

“No, no, no.”

Dickinson shook his head, “That’s two different things.”

“Please sit down.”

He pointed to a chair across the table, “Would you like something to drink?”

The conversation between the two is very similar to the last time they met at the University of Bordeaux.

“no thanks.”

Roger still had a hard time adapting to Dickinson’s special gaze.

Dickinson took a sip, looked up at Roger, and then asked casually:

“Have I received my letter to you?”

“letter?”

The surprise in his eyes flashed, Roger tried to suppress the emotion in his heart, “Oh?”

“You mean the joke someone made to me yesterday, a blank letter paper?”

“hehe.”

Dickinson’s cheek twitched, and an ugly smile appeared.

“Whether it is blank letter paper, only you know best.”

He put down the cup and looked at Roger calmly.

“Don’t be nervous, Mr. Roger, I am not your enemy.”

“Exactly…”

“We are the same kind!”

Roger looked at Dickinson and said nothing.

“I understand that aliens like us are squeezed out of the original world and are not compatible with other worlds. It is necessary to be vigilant to anyone.”

He spread his hands.

“But in this crisis-ridden world, we should stay together to keep warm.”

Dickinson’s voice gradually became low, but at this moment, Roger suddenly stood up.

“Mr. Dickinson, I don’t know what you are talking about. Is the recording work over?”

“My friend is still waiting for me.”

“Hey-hey.”

Dickinson gave a weird laugh, “Don’t worry, Mr. Roger, you can leave at any time.”

“I know it is difficult to win your trust in such an environment, but I believe you will come back to me.”

“Before you have a problem with your body.”

“Like I said before, we will meet again.”

“Will!”

Even if there were countless questions in his mind, Roger did not dare to show a single trace in this room at this time.

He was even afraid that after opening the door, he faced countless guns.

“Wait a minute.”

Reaching out and touching the door, Dickinson’s voice came from behind.

“I need to inform you about something, the newly promoted Superman, Roger, the elite hunter. Although you do not belong to the Hunter’s Guild, you are supernatural in the Bordeaux area.”

“According to the rules, you need to enter New Moon City to complete a task for the Hunter Guild.”

Roger looked back.

“Is it mandatory?”

“Not really.”

“The Cursed Land and the real world influence each other. You have entered the extraordinary in the Bordeaux area. In a sense, Crescent City may have an extra monster because of your promotion.”

“so……”

Roger nodded and understood what Dickinson meant.

“When is there a requirement for the difficulty of the task?”

“Extraordinary tasks are best completed within one year.”

“I see.”

Roger did not rashly agree, he planned to go back and inquire about it.

“Nothing else.”

Dickinson finally exhorted: “Goodbye, Mr. Roger, I hope we meet next time, your body hasn’t broken yet.”

“Tsk tsk, once this thing breaks…”

Dickinson gave a weird smile.

“You can only change another one.”

“However, it is too difficult to find a suitable body.”

“good luck.”