Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 224 - Unexpected Encounter at the Bar

Chapter 224: Chapter 224: Unexpected Encounter at the Bar

Chapter 224: Chapter 224: Unexpected Encounter at the Bar

“How’s it going?”

Roger asked concernedly. Although he had been recuperating these past few days, he had been constantly paying attention to the news from Bordeaux.

“The Voodoo Association has been cleansed!”

“Cleansed?”

Roger was slightly startled.

“Who did it? Who has the strength?”

“Right now, although Bordeaux appears very calm on the surface, the Transcendent World is in complete uproar.”

“Many people are guessing it was the Hunters Guild that made the move, likely because of the incident at Rivervalley Town. It’s pretty much certain now that everything that happened at Rivervalley Town was the Voodoo Association’s doing.”

“But what puzzles everyone is how the Hunters Guild dared to do such a thing at this critical moment?”

“You should know, for a long time now, the Hunters Guild in Bordeaux has been quite lenient towards the Voodoo Association due to their lack of strength.”

“But who could have imagined that once they struck, they would uproot the entire Voodoo Association!”

As a member of the Hunters Guild, Henrik should have felt elated at such satisfying news, but the guild’s sudden show of strength was somewhat abnormal.

“What about Cassandra?”

Henrik shook his head.

“No one knows where she has gone. She hasn’t appeared right from the start; she either fled or…”

Henrik didn’t finish his sentence, but the implication was clear.

“Tsk tsk, such a beauty, who could bear to do it?”

“If it were me who caught her.”

Henrik stroked his stubbled chin, seemingly lost in thought.

“So that’s the situation. With such a major incident, nobody’s looking into the little issue you had before, and with the break in information, as long as you don’t come forward, they probably can’t trace it back to you anymore.”

“But, just to be safe, we should stay outside for a few more days to see what the exact situation is.”

Henrik patted Roger’s shoulder.

“Now you can rest easy, right? Do you want to go to the nearby bar with me tonight?”

“That sounds good.”

Henrik was surprised that Roger agreed so readily this time.

Lately, he had been staying inside, part to avoid attention and partly to integrate his new organs, seldom leaving the room.

After so much time, he had nearly rusted in place. Now that the issues in Bordeaux have been preliminarily resolved, it was the perfect opportunity for him to relax a bit.

From what Henrik indicated, the Hunters Guild had dealt a thunderous blow to the upper echelons of the Voodoo Association, causing many witches to flee Bordeaux.

The Demon Hunters were already not very powerful and could not look after the entire Bordeaux area. With the disintegration of the Voodoo Association’s influence, one could not say whether it would provoke retaliation from other Spellcaster fractions.

In terms of raw fighting power on the ground, it would likely have a significant impact on the entire Bordeaux area.

After all, there is a limited quantity of high-end fighting power, and in a state of overextension, it’s impossible to look after the whole region.

And this was precisely the cause of Henrik and others’ confusion.

The Hunters Guild’s actions were akin to gambling with the lives of the ordinary people in the entire region.

A bigger storm should be looming on the horizon.

After lunch, buying a few changes of clothes, Roger walked around to get a simple understanding of this coastal city.

The air and the rhythm of life here reminded Roger of the city he once lived in.

Unknowingly, he had gradually begun to forget his former life.

Fighting and cultivating.

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It seemed these were all his life consisted of now.

The vastness and mystery of the Transcendent World, once one falls into it, there’s simply no getting out again.

As night fell, the whole city showed its true vigor: stylish men and women weaving through the crowds, the swaying neon lights, and the brightly lit streets and shop windows.

Lately, Henrik had been frequenting the local bars like a madman, naturally not just for fun.

He had received messages through special channels.

The Night Demon woman had appeared right here, but despite Henrik’s bustling efforts for half a month, visiting nearly every bar in the majority of the city, he had found no clues.

Roger was dressed in ordinary casual clothes, a white shirt with light gray pants, simple in style, but his tall stature combined with the transformation after becoming Transcendent gave him an extraordinarily special aura.

Standing in the crowd, he stood out like a crane among chickens; shortly after entering the bar, he attracted the attention of many women.

After declining a few women who were straightforward in their approach, Roger ordered a glass of ice water, and while drinking, browsed through the information in his mind.

After his body’s transformation, high-proof alcohol was no different to him than clear water.

“Buddy, don’t waste your good looks.”

Henrik came up to Roger with his arm around a girl’s shoulder.

He looked Roger up and down, his voice gradually lowering.

“Did you encounter some issues during your ascension?”

Roger cracked a smile and clenched his fist on the table slightly; seeing this, Henrik backed off on his own initiative.

He discreetly pointed at his female companion.

“I suspect she’s hiding some secrets. I’ll take her to get checked out; you help me watch the surroundings for anything unusual…”

Roger was indifferent; the shamelessness of this guy…

Just then, a slightly surprised voice came from not far away.

“Roger?”

Amidst the loud music, the voice still clearly reached his ears—a natural ability obtained after the body’s evolution.

Roger looked in the direction of the voice and saw a familiar figure.

“Hathaway?”

He was also surprised.

Henrik naturally saw Hathaway too. He gave Roger an ambiguous look, “Hey buddy, if you really have a problem with your body, you’d better slip away sooner rather than later.”

“If the girl confronts you about it in person.”

Henrik shook his head.

“You’ve tried?”

Roger’s sudden remark made Henrik choke, panic flashing in his eyes for a moment.

In the flickering lights, he was inexplicably reminded of Ingmar.

The next moment, Henrik pulled his female companion and ran away in a panic.

Unlike the haggard appearance when they last met, this time Hathaway was radiant. Perhaps it was an illusion, but Roger always felt that the girl in front of him didn’t seem as frail as before.

It appears… she’s developed a bit?

Well… back at the villa in Veronia, she was quite bold.

“It’s been a while since we last met, what brings you here?”

Hathaway approached Roger with a drink in her hand, her petite figure accentuated by the white dress she wore.

She looked up at Roger, feeling that something wondrous had changed about the young man before her.

“A simple task,” Roger replied casually.

“And you?”

“Haha, I sneaked out without my mother knowing.”

Hathaway laughed.

“Kazhen is a well-connected port city, and these past few days, the Spiritual Energy Fraction has been holding an exchange event. I came to try my luck and see if I could find an opportunity to learn.”

“For Spirit Mediums, combat is secondary; accumulating knowledge is what’s most important,” she continued.

“So, any gains?” Roger asked.

Hathaway shrugged, “I’ve gained quite a bit of insight, but joining the Spiritual Energy Fraction is too difficult.”

Her eyes twinkled as she looked at the tall and upright Roger.

“It’s too noisy here; let’s go somewhere quieter.”