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Chapter 060 The Inheritance of the Demon Hunter

"Your knife just now was a bit handsome."

Henrik nodded and praised, then added slowly.

"I have the style of half of my back then."

"The strength and timing are just right."

Henrik made a serious analysis.

"A knife just cut through the other person's cheek and then penetrated the palm of the person behind him. It seems that you are really talented in cold weapons."

"One minute earlier or one minute later may have terrible consequences, tsk tsk." Henrik looked Roger up and down.

“Promising.”

Roger smiled awkwardly.

"In fact, I didn't think so much about it just now..."

Henrik's smile froze on his face.

"You don't know for sure, you dare to throw it around?"

"What should I do if someone dies?!"

Henrik stretched out his hand with a tiger face, "Give me the knife back!"

In fact, it was not Roger who made random moves without any confidence in order to show off his handsomeness, but when his elf short sword technique entered level 2, his body naturally formed an intuition.

His knife would never go wrong.

With Roger's deterrence, the others were immediately scared, and the inquiry went smoothly. After summarizing all the information, Henrik frowned.

“A little weird…”

"That night, all of them claimed to have seen the ghost, but only one of them died in the end."

"The dead guy is named Del. Judging from his death situation, this ghost has evolved to the level of evil spirits and can have a great impact on the spirit of ordinary people."

"According to its level, this group of young people needs to die at least half of them to barely fill the resentment in his heart."

At this time, the sky outside became gloomy, and it seemed that a heavy rain would come at any time.

"I entered the manor later, what should I do?" Roger asked.

"Under normal circumstances, the ghosts we can come into contact with are mainly divided into three levels."

"The most basic ghost, advanced evil spirit, and demon spirit with certain physical attacks."

"Ordinary ghosts basically have little attack power, and can only influence the perception of ordinary people through some spiritual illusions. In short, their attack methods are actually only intimidation."

"Kill ordinary people by creating fear through various ways."

"Advanced evil spirits can already control the perception of ordinary people and allow them to form a large-scale hallucination. More advanced ones can possess them and even wander during the day in some cases."

"The last demon spirit is very rare. In addition to the above abilities, their bodies can also transform between reality and reality, and can actively launch attacks."

"Ordinary people basically die as much as they face this kind of monster. And according to rumors, some powerful demon spirits can even leave their settlements and evolve to a higher level."

"The kind of thing we face has obviously gone from the most basic state and has evolved into evil spirits."

Henrik rubbed his hands.

"Although it's a bit troublesome, there's no risk."

He took out the pocket watch and handed it to Roger.

"Take it with you, it can offset the influence of evil spirits on you and keep your spirit at the same time. The evil spirits in the manor will not cause any harm to you."

"What do you do?"

"I have a medal awarded by the Hunter Guild, and this thing has a certain effect."

Then Henrik took out his silver pistol, "I have a way to deal with it. As long as you can help me find its movement trajectory, sprinkle the appearance of dust, and leave the rest to me."

"Is it just that?"

"I hope I can help, too."

Henrik stopped the car silently, then turned to look at Roger, the expression on his face was indescribably solemn.

"Every year, there are countless intern hunters who die because of their greed for merit and excellence. I don't want you to be one of them."

"I can guarantee your safety for tasks like this, but I hope you can understand that a person's growth takes time, and learn knowledge step by step, and then summarize experience in trials."

"Don't look like..."

Henrik wanted to speak but stopped.

As if he felt that he was talking a little heavy, Henrik took out another brown medicine bottle.

"Put it on your short knife. This thing can cause some damage to the evil spirit. Although it is limited, it can keep him away from you."

Roger opened the bottle stopper and a foul stinking came towards him. At this moment, a new message prompt appeared on the notice board.

"A portion of unknown agent was detected, the entries were sorted out, and the specific formula was sorted out..."

The sky became more and more gloomy, and it was not yet evening, but it looked like it was dark.

"We have to hurry up. Hannam Manor is still a little far from here."

Henrik starts the car and goes back on the road.

Although this unkempt middle-aged man looks unreliable, he actually considers a lot of things for Roger.

"Be careful and try not to cause trouble."

Roger doesn't want to be the kind of oil-burning bottle in the movie. He has a Hunter's Hunter's Cabin. As long as he is patient, he will definitely become stronger quickly.

Strength can be achieved quickly, but experience and nature need to be tempered, which is exactly what he wants to learn from Henrik.

After all, it was less than two months since he traveled to this world, but he grew from a weak boy to an intern hunter who was far beyond ordinary people.

This progress is already very terrible.

From Henrik, Roger also felt the inheritance of the Demon Hunter for the first time, not power, but the teaching of faith by words and deeds.

He suddenly remembered Kelmohan in the game, those familiar names, Visemir, Geralt...

Thunder came from the sky, and soon the rainstorm poured down, and the bean-sized raindrops fell down, and Henrik had to slow down the car again and again.

The rain had no end, and by the time they arrived at Hannam Manor, it was completely dark.

Hannam Manor is very large and has a large area of ​​farmland around it. However, due to the previous tragedy, the place has been completely abandoned.

The manor has been around for some time, and at the end of the courtyard is a Baroque building, with green vines climbing up the walls, but in the dark, it is like twisted tentacles.

“It’s a good place.”

Henrik walked into the manor quickly in a windbreaker.

The building has three floors, the main entrance hall has two spans, while the first floor is the living room of the maid gardener, the second floor is the guest room and lounge, and the third floor is the place where Hannam and his wife Edith live.

"The murder occurred in the master bedroom on the third floor, so we went straight to it."

Henrik took out his pistol and walked upstairs quickly, while Roger also clenched his knife.

The whole house was empty, the furniture was almost empty, and the raindrops outside hit the window, making people feel irritated. The door of the master bedroom was closed, Henrik carefully pushed open a crack in the door, and Roger looked inward.
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