Demon Hunter and His Hut

Growing from a messenger to a secret agent until he climbed to his current position, Dijkstra has experienced many storms and seen too many strange things.

But what happened to him in the past few days still made him feel unbelievable.

Beyond that lies the deepest fear.

He didn't dare to tell anyone, because he was worried that he would never be able to wake up after closing his eyes next time.

Or hear bad news.

Since that person has a way to confuse the king in his own name, does that mean that he can also use his own name to anger the king.

By then power, position and life will be far away from him.

Finally, after a week of continuous torment, Dijkstra could no longer bear the torment, and he left his secret base intending to take the initiative to visit Roger.

He has had enough.

Even being killed directly by someone is better than this.

What happened? Dear Dijkstra?

Your condition looks terrible.

Dandelion said with a smile.

I knew that when those goblins entangled you, it was always difficult for you to refuse, but you should also pay attention to your body. Looking at you now, you are so skinny that it makes people feel pitiful.

Are you here to find me?

No, is Roger there?

Dijkstra did not have the arrogance of the last time, and his attitude was extraordinarily humble.

He's rehearsing a new story. This time it's about a sorceress. This is a limited performance. Will you come to participate?

Please tell me where he is, I have something important to see him.

Go forward, that's the room.

Before Dandelion finished speaking, Dijkstra left in a hurry.

He heard Roger's voice from a distance, This is not possible, can your Transfiguration only change these few forms?

It's too bad, this can't achieve the corresponding stage effect.

Transfiguration?

Suddenly a name popped into mind.

Philippa Earhart.

She is an important member of the Warlock Council, a powerful female sorceress, who is said to have lived for more than three hundred years, and has always been Dijkstra's partner.

Not long ago, she entrusted the other party... to investigate Roger.

Then, Dijkstra saw a scene that left him dumbfounded.

The beautiful figure of the famous sorceress was exposed in the air. Although the other party's plump body was shocking, Dijkstra was no longer in the mood to appreciate it.

Because across from her, Roger was sitting on a chair in a black dress, holding a wooden stick as thick as a little finger in his hand.

Under his command, the sorceress changes form at his command.

This was an extremely voluptuous scene, but in Dijest's eyes, he just wanted to escape.

Obviously, Roger doesn't limit Philippa's magical powers, but that's where it gets scary.

Facing this man, the magic power of the older sorceress seemed completely useless, and she turned into an ordinary weak woman.

Seeing Dijkstra's appearance, Philippa's eyes instantly showed shocking hatred.

concentrate.

Roger shook the wooden stick in his hand, and the lines on Philippa's face softened immediately, as if a conditioned reflex had been formed.

You asked her to investigate me? Roger asked.

I don't reject strangers' visits, but her methods are too drastic, so I can only let her accept a little punishment.

You said that if you let her go now...

Will she cast spells to kill you...or torment you? Roger asked with a smile.

It was obvious that Philippa had lost her nerve against Roger.

You could have come earlier so she would have suffered less.

Hearing this sentence, the hatred in Philippa's eyes deepened.

Roger clapped his hands, Philippa's eyes glazed over, and she collapsed to the ground.

I hate trouble, killing you would have been the easiest way,

But your successor may also jump on it like a fly.

so……

Whatever you plan to do, stay away from me.

Dijkstra resisted the powerful pressure to keep from falling to his knees.

I understand, I understand. He was sweating profusely.

Go do something for me.

Please tell me.

The man who attacked Dandelion has escaped, and I want you to find him and cut off his head.

His name is Liens, he should be from Nilfgaard.

Another piece of news you have, would you mind letting me know?

Of course not, what's mine is yours.

Dijkstra was respectful.

But what should I do, secret communication channel or messenger. He put on a look of thinking about Roger.

Don't be so troublesome, I will come to you if there is any problem, for example, write it on the straw beside your bed... Roger said with a smile.

And you just have to answer truthfully.

Okay, you can go.

Dijkstra stepped back slowly as if he had been pardoned, and when he reached the door, he heard Roger's voice again.

Close the door.

Thinking of Philippa's thrilling curves, Dijkstra seemed to foretell what was to come.

But Roger was not as boring as he thought, tampering with memories and dismissing Philippa casually.

To be honest, Roger really couldn't appreciate that cow-like body.

Not long after Dijkstra left, Dandelion sneaked up to him, even pretending to be flustered and knocking open the door.

But his bad taste did not succeed, and he was alone in Roger's room.

Where's the sorceress?

I let her go.

What, don't you worry about her revenge?

Roger smiled and did not answer, What do you want from me?

Are you going back?

No, the snow there is about to melt, and they should be ready to go.

In this case... accompany me to the Bull Castle...

Can't you just stay in one place and not go anywhere? Or have you offended all the ladies in this city? Roger interrupted Dandelion.

This time it's a serious matter. I'm an outstanding graduate there, and Oxburgh College intends to hire me as a visiting professor.

I feel sad for the female students there. Roger complained, Go yourself, I still have things to do.

But what if someone attacks me?

You can choose not to go or bring bodyguards.

Or you can die on the road.

Roger said unceremoniously, you can't give him any chance to deal with a guy like Dandelion.

Come on, you don't want Little Eyes to hear anything about the sorceress?

Dandelion puffed out his chest.

After listening to his words, Roger smiled and didn't speak, but Dandry felt a chill creep up his back, he smiled awkwardly, and ran away without looking back.

If I die on the road, Xiaoyan will hate you forever. I'm her best friend!

With money in hand, Roger invited the best guards for the opera troupe, and made corresponding arrangements around Xiaoyan.

But Dandelion is really not a worry-free guy, so Roger plans to go out for a walk and pick some suitable guards.

Um……

Like high-level vampires... or something like that.

The current situation is fairly peaceful, and he needs to wait a while to let things ferment.

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