Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 402

Chapter 399

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The car stopped slowly in front of the cabin.

Two tall men got out of the car.

From beginning to end, the one-armed old man was lying quietly by the lake. He didn’t seem to be curious at all, or he had known the identity of the visitor through other channels.

“I like the environment here.”

A rough voice came.

“Jahris, we should really rest here for a while.”

“I bet you will leave here at most three days without women and alcohol.”

Another voice came.

“To have a little confidence in me, I think I can last at least four days.”

The rough voice came to the one-armed old man.

“God, Bedwell, why are you so old?”

“The last time I saw you, you looked like you were only 50 years old at most, but now, you look like an old man in your seventies or eighties.”

The one-armed old man took off the straw hat on his face, and his mood was affected, and a trace of unhappiness flashed across his face.

“Gareth, lower your voice, I’m not old enough to hear what you are saying.”

Standing up from the recliner impatiently, he stared at Gareth, who was burly and bearded.

“Come on, what can I do?”

“There was something going on.”

Jahris, who was following Gareth, took a step forward. He was a brawny bald man with a full face.

“But depending on your current state, I’m afraid you can’t help much.”

“What’s wrong? Haven’t your heirs been found yet?”

Jahris asked.

“It’s a little bit close. Give me some more time and it should be done.”

The one-armed old man, Bedwell, replied.

“Bedwell, you should really learn from Tristan. He only needs to choose among those secret blood families, and he can easily find his successor.”

“We are different.” Bedwell shook his head.

“Although Tristan is easy to find a successor, his recovery rate is much slower than mine.”

“You can come here to find me, aren’t you looking at some of my abilities?”

“What you said does make sense.”

Jahris shook his head, “I don’t even know what way I am living.”

“The deer head spirit that smashed Tristan on the verge of death is back. The three of us may not be able to kill that thing. We need some extra help.”

“How long do you need?”

“Who knows?”

The one-armed old man shook the fishing rod in his hand.

“Maybe it’s a month, maybe it’s a week…”

“Maybe in the next second.”

“Damn it, I hate your way of speaking the most!” Gareth said with a curl of his lips.

“Let’s go, let’s find someone else.”

“This time, if there were not four inheritance knights, I would definitely not step into that forest.”

“Can you imagine? We were killed by that thing last time when we hit one out of three.”

“Three on one?”

Bedwell glanced at Gareth, “Didn’t you say that you killed one last time?”

“That is the result of publicity.”

Jahris was also a little helpless.

“Three hits one and one was killed by that monster. If this incident is spread, it will be a blow to the prestige of the Knights of the Round Table.”

“In addition, we are not easy to explain to the Privy Council.”

Bedwell nodded in understanding.

But if this is the case, the strength of that deer head essence needs to be re-estimated.

Seeing the expression on Bedwell’s face, Jahris replied, “You guessed it, that deer head spirit is indeed much stronger than the official description.”

“Infinitely close to the fourth order.”

“The fourth step, the fourth step, the hell hierarchical system, in my opinion, the ordinary fourth step is not as terrible as that thing!” Gareth exclaimed dissatisfiedly.

“The last time we obviously beat that guy to a disability, but how long has passed since, he actually appeared in the woods intact.”

“If we guessed correctly, some terrible spell must have been solidified on that guy. It’s a terrifying talent ability for Deer Head Spirit.”

【Resurrection】

“If you can’t find the body that it entrusts to the spell, no matter how many times you kill it, the result will be the same.”

“Even it may become stronger and stronger!”

“Forget it, Jahris, don’t waste time here.” Gareth said impatiently.

“Since this guy can’t help, let’s try our luck with others.”

“Good luck to you!” The one-armed old man sat down without raising his head. For him, it seemed that the fishing rod in front of him could attract his attention better.

“Who else in the Knights has time?”

“Damn it, accidents have been happening everywhere recently, can’t those damn guys stop for a few days?”

“I will kill all those things sooner or later!”

“Or be killed by them, when will this kind of day come to an end.”

Gareth’s voice gradually faded away, just as the fishing rod jumped, Bedwell’s wrist shook, and when it was raised, he pulled a big fish to the shore.

He gave a satisfied smile.

“Finally a fish is hooked…”

At the same time, Roger and the others, who had been trekking in the forest for a period of time, finally saw a dilapidated castle in the afterglow of the setting sun after passing through a dense forest.

But they were surprised that in addition to the three of them, they saw several young men carrying photography equipment in front of the castle.

Coming here, the crow flying in the air suddenly exploded, turning into a plume of black smoke, and disappearing into the air.

“right here.”

Henrik frowned. From the outside, this place may have been abandoned for many years, but in Stephen’s words, this is a luxuriously decorated top party venue.

“Everyone, be careful.”

Roger and the three walked down the hill, while several young people in the distance also noticed their whereabouts.

“Hey, buddy, are you guys here to shoot adventures too?”

The speaker was a young man with curly hair, with a strange pronunciation, similar to some parts of eastern Menia.

Under the shade of the sunglasses, Roger silently activated the hunter’s vision, and his eyes swept across the bodies of several people one by one.

There are three men and two women. One of them is a lover, and the other girl seems to maintain a close relationship with the remaining two people.

But that was all, the three were ordinary people, and no abnormalities were found in them.

On the other side, Henrik and Gewei also exchanged glances. Without much communication with the five people, they pushed open the dilapidated gate of the castle and walked in.

The air was filled with the smell of decay. The floor was seriously damaged. Many plants emerged from the cracks in the floor. The inside of the castle was green everywhere, and some even blocked the road, making the environment here very complicated.

“Separate or together?” Henrik asked.

“Never use it.”

Gewei bent down and squatted down, her hands submerged in the grass under her feet. When she raised her head, her eyes glowed with pale green light, the surrounding grass rustled, and unknown energy was injected into it.

“Compared to blood hunters who focus on combat, the variety of witches’ abilities is simply too convenient.”

After a while, Gewei stood up, and the energy fluctuations on her body disappeared.

“Come with me, I found something unusual.”