Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 855

Chapter 09

“Demon hunter, I guess you don’t want yourself to be cross-handed when performing tasks, so it’s good for us to follow the rules.”

Alpen Zieglin said slowly, his attitude should be gentler, not as aggressive as Buholt.

But with the laughter of the surrounding companions, this didn’t seem like a kind of persuasion at all.

“Roger.”

Geralt next to him spoke, and he gave Roger a look, then looked at Buhert and the others.

“We just happened to pass by and have nothing to do with that dragon, so you don’t have to be nervous.”

“Demon hunter, do you think we will believe you? Even the blacksmith and bakery owner know what a dragon means. No one will believe such a lie.”

“And if you are really as you said, then it seems understandable to stay away from the battlefield under our arrangement.”

Geralt pursed his lips, “I’m telling the truth. I don’t want any of you to bleed because of this dispute.”

“Haha, boys, listen to what he is talking about.” Buholt laughed.

“Is this a kind of charity? Like the king’s forgiveness of beggars?”

But at this time Geralt took the initiative to stand in front of Roger, “Leave this to me to solve.” He lowered his voice.

“The dwarves have always had this temper. They didn’t intentionally target you, but they looked like this to everyone.”

“We don’t need to conflict with them.”

“Don’t worry, Geralt. I didn’t plan to do anything.” Roger smiled and shrugged.

“As long as no one takes the initiative to provoke me.” Finally he added.

Immediately he stood up, “They may be used to this attitude, but I don’t think it is correct, and there is no need to endure it.”

As he spoke, he stepped back.

“In this way, Geralt, it seems that we should have separated here early, because I can’t guarantee what will happen if we stay any longer.”

“Roger…”

Geralt opened his mouth, but did not stop Roger’s actions. He looked back at the rebellious dwarves and sighed helplessly.

These predators from Clinfield have always been rampant. They have successfully completed several dragon-slaying feats, and everyone’s weapons are full of blood.

Together, Roger and Geralt weren’t taken seriously by these guys.

But what they didn’t know was that Roger was completely different from the other demon hunters they had met.

“Oh well!”

“Let’s see you in winter.” Thinking of this, Geralt did not continue to stay.

Because he was really worried that these unreserved guys would say something crazy under the stimulation of alcohol.

He can tolerate the bad personality of the dwarves, because he has a few dwarf friends that make people love and hate like this.

But obviously, Roger doesn’t seem to plan to pay for anyone’s emotions.

More importantly, he has this qualification.

“Yeah!” A young dwarf let out a mocking laugh. Hearing this sound, Geralt turned his head violently, staring sharply at the opponent.

At this time, Alpenzigrin, who was the leader, gave a light cough just right.

It is best for everyone to leave, that is what they want to see.

“Sit down, Geralt, let’s continue drinking, where did we go?”

Geralt turned his head sideways, he saw Roger’s back, he hesitated, he was about to get up, and suddenly a familiar smell penetrated into his nose.

With a restless mood, he looked in the direction of the smell, and then saw the figure who was thinking about it.

Forever black and white color, jet black hair like night, delicate face, and black ribbon on the slender neck.

The gem on it exudes a mysterious luster, just like its owner.

“Yenaifa…”

The same dwarves also noticed the arrival of the sorcerer, and they yelled, especially Alpenzigrin.

The grudge between him and the female warlock is not small.

“What smell, do you smell it?”

“Where did the stench come from…”

On the other side, Roger was already far away from the camp and chose another way to drill directly into the mountain.

He didn’t wait too long, and soon a clear sound of horseshoes came from behind, and Roger slowed down, and then he saw Bolch rushing towards him, followed by the two female warriors.

He knew that his purpose had been achieved.

“Master Roger!” Bolch shouted.

“I thought you would stay, after all, dragons are rare nowadays.”

Roger did not answer Bolch’s question, but looked at him with a peculiar look, “Then what about you?”

“Why are you following up?”

“I don’t think you are like a big talker, so I’m very curious about the golden dragon you mentioned earlier and her name…”

“What do you want to ask? Ask her if she is a legend, but haven’t you already known the answer to this question?”

“Uh…I hope to be more specific, for this answer, I can pay the corresponding compensation.”

Bolch was sincere, but Roger was unmoved.

“Who are you? You are not a demon hunter.”

The expression on Bolch’s face became serious.

“how about you?”

“Who are you? And what…person?”

Keng!

The sounds of the two female soldiers drawing knives were connected together, but before Bolch could stop them, their bodies flew high, and the weapon of the tiger’s mouth shattered and flew away.

“Get down, I want to have a good talk with this gentleman!”

Bolqi’s eyes shot bright golden light, and then the majestic middle-aged man disappeared, replaced by a slender, powerful golden dragon!

But in the next second, before Bolch completely released his aura, he felt his body shrink sharply, and Roger in front of him became extremely tall.

At this time, when the two female warriors climbed up from the ground, they saw Roger stretched out his palm, and on the palm of his hand, entrenched a shrinking golden dragon.

“Let me see your memories of Ophelia.”

Enveloped by the mighty power, Bolch completely lost consciousness.

…………

“Damn, we cut corners to find the dragon as quickly as possible, not to take the initiative to crash into an inexplicable landslide!” a fat man with a shy belly muttered angrily.

He is Gyllenstein, the director of Netamir.

In order to speed up the progress, they chose a so-called shortcut, but the sudden landslide isolated the large troops.

In the end, there were only a handful of people who passed the shortcut with a disgusting face.

There was a mess in the team, the dwarves were busy talking about the increase in fares, and Geralt and Ye Naifah were having a fight.

The lovers walked together because of Di Jing’s desire, and fully demonstrated what is sadomasochism in the separation and recombination.

In addition, there are guys who look like magicians propagating the theory of equality of all beings, and Dandrien shuttles among them, constantly showing his sense of existence.

Like a farce, the team continued to advance, but the dispute did not stop.

Until he was over a hill, a sharp-eyed dwarf saw a familiar figure at the end of the valley.

There was a scattered white stone, which formed an irregular ring, and the ground was slightly inclined, leading to an uneven grassland surrounded by limestone cliffs.

A figure was sitting on the boulder in front of the ring-shaped stone.

Beside him are two long swords crossed on the ground.

Roger raised his head and looked at the chaotic crowd.