"There is one more thing, we can absorb our own power from the Hunter Guild, but we cannot fully rely on their existence."

Henrik looked at Roger.

"We need our own voice and we need the strong to provide protection. Of course, we have already made a choice on this issue."

"No." Roger shook his head.

The situation in Menia and Europe is completely different, and it is relatively looser here, but it is not completely unrestricted.

Roger realized that different approaches need to be taken in different regions.

In Bordeaux, the third-level Cassandra leads the Voodoo Association as a semi-official force.

If Roger, who has the fourth-level combat power, comes forward directly, this high-profile approach will definitely attract some unnecessary attention and cause a lot of trouble.

If so, it's better to be low-key.

"Let Amanda come forward."

"I will communicate with her in person."

Roger thought about it.

"She is now a third-level extraordinary person, and her strength continues to improve, and shelter a newly established extraordinary organization in Bordeaux or a city of similar size."

Henrik also saw Roger's hesitation, "It's better to stay in Bordeaux or look for a new city?"

"What do you think?"

Henrik lived in Menia for many years and had been struggling at the bottom before. He obviously had a more say in these issues than Roger.

"Leave it to me." Henrik patted his chest and promised, "I can definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

Roger looked at Henrik with some suspicion.

"To be honest, your cooperation makes me feel a little uneasy."

"hehe."

Henrik sneered.

"An ungrateful boy, have you forgotten who opened the door to the extraordinary world for you half a year ago? He led you into this vast world."

"Who gave you the most precious short knife in your life..."

"Who is it..."

"Stop talking, you won."

Roger raised his hands weakly, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

He no longer needs to think about this man's misdeeds.

"Roger." Henrik shook his head, "You said that...hey... wait and don't leave!"

Henrik's face changed.

"I just want to study your sword."

He handed Roger a look.

"Sword of Frost."

Roger knew that the last time he led Green away, to be on the safe side, he temporarily handed the Sword of Frost to Henrik.

To be honest, Roger originally planned to give this thing to Henrik. After all, from the perspective of attributes, Henrik's awakening bloodline is exactly matched with the Frost Sword.

Although the Sword of Destiny cannot exert its power, it is enough to use it normally. The Sword of Frost is optional for Roger.

The only thing that made him feel a pity was the other heritage knights killed by Green. If they could obtain their heritage core, they would definitely be able to create corresponding inheritance weapons in the casting room.

By then...

"You said that sword."

Roger said hesitantly.

"It's already given away."

"What?" Henrik's eyes turned red with anxiety.

"God, I'm your best friend!"

"Did you forget?"

"Who is it..."

Seeing Henrik turning on complaining mode again, Roger could not bear his harassment and could only take out the Frost Sword and throw it over.

"I just know!"

Henrik looked surprised, and he stroked the cold sword body gently.

"Don't worry, the previous incident is with me!"

"By the way, when are you going to meet Lawrence and the others?" Henrik asked.

"Don't worry, leave these to you in advance. If you have experienced the process of the grass trial, I will teach you some practice methods to improve their physical fitness as much as possible."

"When the time is right, I will naturally help them with the trial."

Roger's face turned right.

"I can't guarantee that everyone will pass the trial safely."

"Of course I know." Henrik smiled.

“Isn’t this the price that Superman has to pay?”

After Henrik left, Roger thought about it and did not immediately return to the town to discuss what he had discussed before.

The environment in Menia is relatively relaxed. Although Roger does not know much about it, he can also grow and test the reactions of high-end extraordinary people.

When everything stabilizes, you should be able to officially start building the base for the Demon Hunter.

Before this, he could also start to train the first group of hunter apprentices.

The strength of Ingma, Lawrence and others is still a little worse, but the members of the Secret Blood Family who followed Gewei to leave have reached the first level.

And Emily can also be considered mid-level in the second order.

She is also the only second-order in this small group.

Turning back to the Hunter's Lodge, he went straight into the fairy tale manuscript. Seeing Roger appear, Emily and others stood up and looked at him with admiration.

They didn't know the strength of Judith and Sergaels, but they still knew something about Yulia and Taurus.

In their eyes, Roger was almost invincible at this time.

Gewei has recovered from her previous mood. With the help of everyone, she built a tree tomb for Gris near the coast.

The thick trunk was hollowed out, and Grace's body was placed in it, and the branches were hung with various garlands woven with shells and vines.

When everything was over and looking for a suitable opportunity, Roger also told her what he thought.

"Are you saying true?"

"This is great!"

Gewei hugged Roger's neck excitedly.

"Do you know, you solved a problem for me."

"To be honest, I was also impulsive when I was gathering, just thinking about helping them get rid of the predicament in front of me."

"But what after leaving?"

"As a free extraordinary person, wandering around the world?"

"I have heard too many examples. Such a life sounds romantic and free, but in fact there is no strong power as the basis. The so-called romantic journey does not exist at all."

"It's just right now, a new place, a new beginning, and they can become stronger through their own efforts!"

"Demon Hunter..."

"What are you going to do?"

Gewei asked anxiously.

"Let everyone calm down first, and then find a beautiful place." Roger looked at Gewei.

"You need a new home."

"No."

Gewei's eyes circulated and she said softly: "It's us!"

…………

The slightly damp sea breeze blew across his cheeks, and Roger stood at the edge of the deck and looked at the sea in the distance along the railing.

From here, the harbour in the distance quickly retreated, and Roger knew that he would start a new journey.

Sunrise in the east.
To be continued...