Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 245

Chapter 245

The tone of the old man is a little weird. The area of Menia is huge. Although the official language has been unified, there are still some differences in language in different regions due to regional and historical problems.

When the old man spoke, the end of his intonation was very long and slightly raised, and it sounded a little like Faku.

It’s not like the accent of the Bordeaux area now, but it has some meaning of colonization hundreds of years ago.

The old man obviously mistook Roger for someone, and Roger didn’t say a word, but just stood there quietly.

“What are you doing in a daze? I want to ask you something!”

“Which village are you from?”

He looked at Roger up and down.

“Where did you get these weird clothes?”

“Those outsiders?”

“Didn’t the elders in your family tell you? Less contact with them, those guys are all weird.”

“There must be no good intentions of God’s mystery all day long!”

The old man sneered.

“Don’t think that no one can recognize you after you change your clothes. Take it off for me quickly, and go back wherever you came from!”

The old man’s voice gradually became severe.

“This is a restricted area. Who knows if the monsters before death will go crazy?”

While talking, the old man walked towards Roger.

“Hurry up and change my clothes!”

Roger never said a word, he could see that the old man in front of him was just an ordinary person, with some doubts in his heart, and at the same time he increased his vigilance.

This is definitely a cursed place, but the old man in front of him doesn’t look like a monster no matter how he looks?

“Is it a disguise?”

To avoid the old man’s pulling without leaving a trace, Roger thought for a while and decided to wait and see the changes.

With Ivy’s strength, he can live here for a long time, so he can naturally.

On the way back, the old man murmured cursively, and Roger also sorted out some things from his complaint.

The nearby sea is a monster cemetery. Many monsters living on the bottom of the sea will come here spontaneously before they die.

In most cases, these monsters are in peace with the nearby fishing village, but occasionally crazy monsters wash ashore.

The fishing village where the old man lives is actually some distance from the coast. After walking for a while, a dilapidated fishing village appeared in the distance.

There were very few people in the village. At first seeing Roger’s clothes, he showed a kind of vigilance, but soon this kind of vigilance disappeared completely.

Several young people among them would take the initiative to run over and ask where Roger got the clothes.

“roll roll roll!”

“Get out of here!”

The old man beat and scolded and drove away the surrounding young people.

“It’s useless to just change clothes. The difference between those outsiders and us is so great that you can tell at a glance.”

The old man glanced at Roger, “Just your clothes can lie to those idiots in Crescent City. Here we are…”

“New Moon City?”

Startled in his heart, Roger couldn’t help but blurt out.

“Which Crescent City?”

“Which one else?”

There was a trace of contempt on the old man’s face, “A group of treachery keeps us out and allows us to live under the monster’s minions.”

“Sooner or later I will set fire to those people inside the wall!”

The old man seemed to have thought of something, and growled furiously.

“Haha, you old guy is bragging again.”

There were people around laughing, but the old man didn’t answer, lowered his head and quickened his pace.

“Put on this suit and get back to your village quickly!”

Pulling out a set of linen clothes from the storage box, the old man threw it on Roger in an angry manner, then turned and left.

“Crescent City, outsider, weird costume.”

Roger felt as if he had caught something faintly.

“Is this another entrance to Crescent City?”

But Roger felt strange that in a cursed place, there would be normal people like them.

After all, in the cursed land he had been to before, except for outsiders like them, all the creatures born in it were monsters.

“Is this the unique feature of the so-called medium-sized cursed land?”

“What about the big cursed place?”

“A whole world?”

Listening to their conversation, it is obvious that there is a fundamental difference between outsiders and the natives here.

“But why would they treat me…”

Looking down at his body, Roger suddenly realized a problem.

“Maybe they don’t identify with me, but this body!”

“In other words…”

“The body I use now comes from here!”

A juvenile from a fishing village who strayed into the forbidden area died because of an accident. After his death, he was pulled into the outside world by the gap.

Then Roger, who came through, took over his body.

All this seems to make sense.

If this is true, it can explain the strange identification of other people in the fishing village. At the same time, it can also explain the origin of this body.

After all, according to Greg’s statement, within a few weeks of the incident, there was no shipwreck in nearly a hundred miles of the sea.

“call……”

Roger breathed a sigh of relief. It’s better than having an extra pair of parents for no reason.

“But the body in the Cursed Land… will there be no hidden danger, right?”

“Could it be that Dickinson discovered my anomaly because of this?”

“Boom boom boom!”

“Have you changed it?”

“Get out of here as soon as you change it!”

“Let me see you appearing near the forbidden area in the future, and I will stab your ass with a fork!”

The old man outside the door shouted roughly.

After changing his clothes, the abruptness on Roger’s body immediately became much less, except that the skin on his face was a bit too clean, which seemed to be no different from an ordinary boy in a fishing village.

“Hank!”

“Old Hank!”

At this moment, a young man broke into the room yelling.

“Some outsiders came from outside the village, and they said they came here to perform their tasks…”

The young man gasped and gestured.

“Let them go, tell them there are no so-called monsters.”

The old man named Hank glanced at Roger, but he thought about it and waved his hand, “Take me to see.”

There was a move in Roger’s heart, and he quietly followed behind.

A large group of people surrounded the entrance of the fishing village. They kept a long distance from several others, and their eyes were full of guard.

With a glance, Roger was able to determine the identities of the few people standing at the entrance of the village.

Two demon hunters, one psychic, one exorcist, a standard hunter squad.

With sharp eyes, he even saw a flashing Gwent card in the hands of the psychic.

This is indeed Crescent City.

Roger quietly hid behind the crowd and looked at it.

Old Hank stepped forward to negotiate with one of the demon hunters. He frowned and shook his head, unwilling to cooperate.

Roger leaned back. He will still need to come to New Moon City to perform tasks in the future. If someone else sees his appearance here, he might be in trouble.

“Hey, which village are you from?”

A voice suddenly came from around, Roger turned his head, and a thin boy from the fishing village looked at him.

“Did you make your own weapons? It looks like the real thing.”

Roger’s heart moved, “I came from another place. Are there other fishing villages nearby besides here?”

Perhaps the true identity of this body can be explored from the mouth of this young man.