Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 849

Chapter 03 The First Demon Hunter

“Ha ha!”

Lambert smiled backwards and closed, “Geralt should really be listened to, I bet this is the funniest joke I have heard in the past twenty years!”

While talking, he lowered his head and sniffed the wine glass in his hand, and then took a sharp sip, as if trying to distinguish something.

“When this winter is over, I must go back to the bar and ask the fat boss what else is added to the wine besides water?”

“Just a few cups to make a demon hunter drunk like this, see what I heard, and smashed the head of a cattail dragon with a punch?”

“Dear Escal, have you never seen a fist, or have you never seen a cattail dragon?”

“But thank you.” As he said, he filled the drink glass again, then raised his head and drank it all.

“Thank you Escal, your jokes tonight are enough to keep me from getting bored all winter.”

“Ha ha!”

At this time, Vesemir, who was sitting across from Lambert, sat up slightly.

Unlike Lambert, he knew every one of his disciples, and Eskal was sincere and serious. At this time, he looked solemn and obviously didn’t mean to be joking.

As for being drunk?

“Can you tell me what happened?” Vesemir asked.

“No one can easily kill a cattail dragon. Although that thing is just a big lizard, it is not a real dragon. Don’t mention us, even a powerful warlock… You must know whether that thing has spell resistance. Low,” Lambert murmured.

Roger looked embarrassed.

To be honest, it was an accident to meet Eskar at the beginning, and Roger didn’t think much about it suddenly, but his state at this time…

Dealing with that Diabolus, it was the result of his efforts to converge, otherwise it would not be the head of the thing that would be broken, but the whole body.

If that was the case, Eskal would immediately treat Roger as some kind of terrible monster.

After cruel trials, the demon hunters do have physical qualities far beyond ordinary people, but what is powerful is their tenacity, proficient fighting skills and understanding of monsters.

And what Roger did has seriously challenged their worldview.

“I only saw Roger swinging his fist, without any traces of spells. It was pure head-to-head, and then the monster’s skull sank and died completely with a scream.”

Escal replied.

At this time, everyone in the field had different expressions. Roger watched his nose and nose. To be honest, he knew that his performance had surpassed everyone’s understanding, but there was a vague thought in his heart that could barely cover it.

Eskal looked serious, he saw everything with his own eyes, not to mention Roger saved his life.

As for Lambert, he was completely watching the show, with a smile on his face.

The strangest thing is Vesemir, his expression is dignified, his eyes flashed from time to time, as if he was thinking about something, and he looked up at Roger from time to time.

“Roger, if I take the liberty of it, is all of what Eskal said true?”

“No coincidence, no weird tricks?” Vesemir’s gaze was faintly expectant.

“To be honest, I don’t know… After all, I can’t think of anything about myself except my name.” Roger knocked his head in distress as he spoke.

“You said you came from the north?”

“Where is it?”

Vesemir asked.

Roger froze for a moment, “Um… I’m sorry, I don’t have any idea about the terrain of this world, and the place where I wake up is not a cave… It seems to be after the collapse…”

Roger rubbed his forehead, frowning.

“Of course it can’t be a cave… I remember that there were frequent earthquakes in the north not long ago, and the environment in many places has undergone tremendous changes. Sometimes when I wake up, the valley on the opposite side cracks and the things buried in the mountains will be exposed. in the sun.”

Vesemir whispered, he was obviously guessing something, but he didn’t continue to ask questions.

“Earthquake, is it because of this reason? The north is now in a mess. I heard that many people have fled to the south.” Lambert said casually, and then he was distracted.

“As a demon hunter, you can’t have a decent weapon.” Lambert smiled and patted his chest, and then said to Roger, “When we set off next spring, I know a dwarf craftsman with good craftsmanship.”

“At that time, I can get you a good weapon.”

Although this guy has a bad mouth, his heart is kind.

It is strange that although Vesemir was curious, he did not continue to ask, which made Roger spend a lot less talking.

This was the first night they spent in Kyle Morhan, and soon everyone’s topic shifted to what they had seen and heard along the way.

The firewood was added, and the wine drank another glass, until the night was deep, and everyone returned to their room.

Roger lay on the crunchy wooden bed, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep like an ordinary person.

The next day, after breakfast, Vesemir took the initiative to find Roger, and the two came to the training ground together.

“Is this a fun for us to pass the boring winter time?” Roger was a little puzzled.

“No.” Vesemir shook his head. The indifference and sternness inherent in the Demon Hunter could hardly be seen in this old fellow who didn’t know his age.

Usually he is more like a honest elder.

But at this moment, holding the weapon in his hand tightly, a special edge emerged from Vesemir’s body.

“I hope I can feel your true power, just like Eskal said.”

“It’s not necessary at all.”

Roger’s sword drooped.

“It’s okay to learn from each other, but it doesn’t have to be so formal.”

“It’s necessary.” Vesemir insisted repeatedly.

“Because it may be related to your origins and the memories you have lost.”

Hearing these words, Roger almost threw away the weapon in his hand. He suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Vesemir with an incredible expression.

“my memory?”

I’m just making an excuse. How can I make it seem like… everything is true?

“Don’t be surprised. I have only recently found some clues, and combined with Eskal’s statement, I have some guesses.”

“If it’s someone else, maybe it might not be thought of.”

Seeing Vesemir’s expression, Roger was really worried about what weird identity he would assign to himself, but he was more curious at this time.

“Who am I?” He pretended to be confused.

“I said this is just a guess, more needs to be combined with your performance in strength.”

“So I want to really feel…”

Before Vesemir could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a slight chill in his neck, and then Roger’s voice came in his ear.

“What do you want to feel?”

At this moment, Lambert, who was standing not far away, almost stared his eyes out of his eye sockets. He was very sure that Roger was still standing ten meters away from Vesemere just a second.

Vesemir was stiff at the moment, but soon a huge joy emerged in his heart.

“Yes, it must be so.”

He stepped back and looked at Roger carefully.

“Have you heard the name Azurie?”

Roger’s heart jumped fiercely.

Is this the rhythm to recognize your father?

“Cosimo Malaspina?”

Roger looked confused.

Vesemir sighed with a smile.

“If I didn’t guess wrong, you are most likely the first demon hunter in history!”

Roger’s eyes twitched, and he suddenly felt that the wind on the mountain was a bit strong.