Demon Hunter and His Hut

"any drinks?"

In the study, Sherman asked softly.

"no, thank you!"

Ivy won't drink anything easily, even if the other party is from the same organization as him.

Sherman didn't say anything, turned and sat opposite Ivy.

Ivy took off her hat and put it on the table, "According to the regulations, I said the password you reserved, and you can do one thing for me."

"One of the things you can do."

Sherman repeated.

"I lost something, a very important thing, related to the ritual formation, I hope you can help me get it back."

Ivy said.

"Can you tell me what it is?" Sherman frowned.

"a book!"

"A book full of occult knowledge and rituals!"

Sherman's face changed abruptly, and the sky looked at Ivy, hesitantly asked, "Knowledge is the most precious thing, don't you worry that I will hide that book after I get it?"

"Ha ha."

Ivy let out a chuckle, but there was an uncontrollable ferocity hidden in the laughter.

She gently took off the black gloves on her hands and placed her slender palms on the edge of the table.

Sherman was stunned for a moment, at a loss.

But at this moment, Ivy's slender palm swelled suddenly, the knuckles became thick, the fair skin turned light blue, and the fingertips popped out sharp blades!

laugh!

Click!

The corner of the sturdy oak table cracked, and Ivy reached forward with her palm and easily cut a button on Sherman's neck.

The entire movement was extremely quick, and by the time Sherman reacted, Ivy's palm had returned to normal.

The slender knuckles tapped gently on the table.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!

The voice was crisp, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Sherman's chest!

The expression on Sherman's face changed suddenly, and his whole face was flushed red. He seemed to want to stand up, but he lost his strength because of surprise.

"You can try!"

Ivy said calmly.

"you you……"

Sherman pointed at Ivy, "You have completed the Eucharist transformation!!"

His expression immediately became solemn, he took a few deep breaths, suppressed the surprise and fear in his heart, and stood up abruptly.

"Dear Ms. Ivy, I didn't know you were at the Eucharist level..."

"Sit down."

Ivy waved.

"Find my stuff and give it to me."

"Can it be done?"

"Of course, in this process, I hope your methods can be as gentle as possible. I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble."

Ivy warned.

"Yes, ma'am, I understand."

Sherman's attitude became much more respectful.

"When things are successful, I will not treat you badly, work hard, and maybe you can also complete the Eucharistic transformation soon."

Next, Ivy picked and repeated the information she had to Sherman.

"In 10 days, I'll come back to you."

Ivy stood up and Sherman followed her, leading her all the way to the door.

Watching the figure disappear in the distance, he quietly wiped the cold sweat from his temples, and let out a complicated sigh of relief.

"Father, who is that woman?"

A young voice came from upstairs.

Sherman turned his head to look at his tired son.

"An important partner."

"How are you feeling, do you want to go out and relax?"

"What do you do when you go out and get pointed at you?"

Sherman sighed. "Bob, listen to me, you didn't do anything wrong."

Compared with three days ago,

At this time, Bob looked extremely haggard, and obviously Simpson's death also had a great impact on him.

"The only person in this world who can rely on is himself."

"Only one's own strength can retreat in the face of danger."

"Oh, by the way, there was a young man named Roger who went to the mountains with you that day?"

Sherman asked suddenly.

Bob nodded, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing."

Sherman shook his head thoughtfully.

On the other hand, after leaving the police station, Roger went straight back to Andreen's home.

The house was quiet. Amanda kept hiding in the room and refused to come out. The basic inquiries had been completed, and he didn't need to be on call at any time.

After thinking about it, Roger left a note on the table, then got on his bike and set off.

After buying the tools in the supermarket on the other street, he rode his bicycle directly to the far side of the mountain.

The money on his body was naturally left to him by Andreen, and Roger was not polite to Andreen. He was really short of money now, so there was no need to worry about this kind of thing. Some thanks, and he should remember it in his heart after he said it.

The repayment will be doubled in the future.

With plenty of energy, he came to the side of the mountain in a hurry, then hid his bicycle, put on a backpack and hurried to the hut in the woods following his memory.

If it weren't for the cases that delayed him these days, he would have repaired the hunter's hut long ago.

Over the hills, the cemetery and the hut in the distance can be seen in full view. At this time, the scorching sun is in the sky, but while walking in the cemetery, Roger feels that the air has become cooler.

"There aren't really ghosts here, are they?"

Quickly through the cemetery, he took out his tools, and then began to repair the hut. With the first experience, this time he was very fast.

Cutting down trees, sawing off, resting.

He doesn't even need to do it himself, as long as the cut pieces of wood are placed in the corresponding positions, it won't take long for the hut to be repaired automatically.

Not only that, the repaired parts are definitely comparable to the best workers.

He ate a few cold burgers at noon and took a break before continuing to work.

Compared with the last time, Roger's physical strength has been greatly improved, and the speed of work is naturally much faster.

The sky will be dark, looking at the hunter's hut with 100% completeness in front of him, he shows a satisfied smile.

Pushing the door into the wooden house, there is no light source, and the room looks a little dark. Overall, this cabin is much larger than the previous one.

The layout is obviously more reasonable.

Entering the house is an open living room. On the wall facing the door is the loot display area. The separate area on the left is his bedroom, and the study is next to the bedroom.

There is an empty area on the other side. Looking at the previous traces, it should be the place where the tomb keeper cooks.

On the wall connecting the bedroom and the study, there is a huge display board. In addition to the information about the hunter's hut, there is a new piece of information on the display board.

Crazy Beasts: In an area without wildlife activity for several years, a sudden influx of manic beasts swarms. They will actively attack pedestrians at night, and even cause death in severe cases.

Clean up nearby beasts and find the source of the beast's madness.

At this point, the information is complete.

Roger blinked.

"What about the promised reward?"

"How can people be interested in killing monsters after doing this?"

He said a little helplessly.

It seems that what is recorded on the notice board should be the attack a few days ago.

Roger frowned. "Are these beasts really caused by the ritual that day?"

"But what's the purpose of this?"