Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 426

The meeting hall was enveloped in silence, punctuated only by the restrained panting of those present.

Freedom.

To those in attendance, it was more important than anything else.

They appeared to have acquired long life, able to exchange their worn and decrepit bodies through the Inheritance Ceremony.

But in truth, only the Round Table Knights who had experienced the Inheritance Ceremony and struggled through it knew that each inheritance was eroding their souls.

They became weaker each time.

Even a Heritage Knight like Tristan had started to show a decline in strength, and it might be that he would never wake up from the ceremony next time.

"Opportunities are equal,"

"I hope everyone can seize them well!"

Green was quite pleased with everyone’s expressions, "That’s about it for the general matters, regarding the allocation of fiefs and the execution of tasks, I will have Gaharad inform you."

"That will be all."

Green was succinct in his speech.

Bang!

But just then, the great doors of the meeting hall were violently burst open. Accompanied by frantic voices of protest, a woman barged in with an almost rude manner.

This was a nearly 1.9 meters tall, burly, and strong woman with short red hair, who casually brushed aside anyone in her way.

"Gaheris!"

The woman ignored everyone present, her formidable presence firmly locked on Gaheris, even Roger, sitting beside him, felt the disturbance.

"Where is Yebeni?"

Gaheris’s face swelled up red; he was a tall man with a shaved head, but at that moment, under the oppression of the woman facing him, he seemed fragile.

"Madam, I don’t know what you are talking about?"

"Where is Yebeni?"

"I’m asking you one last time!"

"Not long ago, his Tree of Life withered, and now all its leaves have fallen."

"He must have encountered danger, lethal danger."

"Tell me where he is!"

Although she didn’t shout loudly, the woman’s voice exploded like muffled thunder in everyone’s ears. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

"The situation was very chaotic that day, and we got separated from Yebeni..."

"I didn’t ask you what happened that day, I just want to know where he is!"

She suddenly raised her voice.

"Enough."

"Tamara."

Green’s voice rang out.

"This is the Round Table Knight Order, not your Nature Association," his voice was calm, revealing no emotion on his weathered face.

"I don’t care! Yebeni was out on a mission with your people, now all of your people have returned safely, but he has disappeared, his Tree of Life is withering and decaying!"

Tamara stared at Green, who was seated at the head of the table.

"The Round Table Knight Order must give me an explanation."

"An explanation, what kind of explanation do you want?"

Green gave a cold snort and slowly rose from his seat.

He straightened his back and furrowed his brow; in almost an instant, his presence engulfed the entire room.

"I have carefully inquired about the course of events."

"Gaheris and the others did nothing wrong, they truly don’t know where Yebeni has gone."

"Instead of arguing, you might as well send someone to search deep in the forest. The Black Tide has come, and the Queen of the Night’s servants have awakened; it’s very possible that Yebeni has encountered someone else."

"Impossible!"

Tamara shook her head firmly.

"It was your people, it must have been your people!"

Her gaze shifted from Gaheris’s face to Roger.

"Bedivere, I’ve heard that you had a dispute with Yebeni before setting off. Over the Hart Spirit’s Horn, can you tell me why?"

"What do you need that artifact for?"

Roger continued to remain silent; during their previous dispute, only a few were present, and naturally, Gaheris and the others wouldn’t say much.

Oh, right, it’s that female disciple brought by Yebeni.

Roger’s silence only made Tamara angrier, but before she could say anything more, Green’s expression changed as he stood on the elevated platform.

Tamara’s behavior was a humiliation to him.

"The Round Table Knight isn’t yours to manage!"

"Get out!"

Green’s voice wasn’t loud, but it hit Tamara like a bolt of lightning. Her sturdy body wobbled slightly.

"Good, very good!"

"I will find the evidence, this is your Round Table Knight, but once I enter the Privy Council, I will definitely..."

Boom!

Before Tamara could finish her sentence, her strong body was struck by a forceful blow, sending her flying backward at high speed. She crashed through the meeting room’s doors and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"That’s that."

Green’s face showed no emotion as he stepped down from the platform and left.

The many Round Table Knights in the room exchanged glances, and an unspoken sentiment filled the room, different from before the meeting commenced.

The position of the leader, the freedom of dawn, a more formidable power.

Every man had his own thoughts arising.

Throughout it all, Roger remained calm. He carefully went over the previous mission again and again, including every word spoken between himself and Yebeni.

"Don’t overthink it, nobody will know it was I who killed Yebeni."

Meanwhile, Tamara, who had left in a huff, stormed down the stairs with a ferocity in her eyes that resembled a wild beast. Due to her emotions, her muscles writhed as if a mouse was squirming inside her.

This was a premonition of a Druid’s shapeshifting.

"It must be someone from the Round Table Knight Order!"

Tamara clenched her fists.

"But which one could it be?"

Teacher, did they not provide any information regarding Yebeni’s whereabouts?" a voice came from beside her, interrupting Tamara’s thoughts.

She turned to look at her disciple and then shook her head.

"I heard that on that day, traces of the Headless Knight Rams and the Dark Deer Head Spirit Kelnan were found in the forest. Could Yebeni have encountered other Dark Creatures..."

"Impossible."

Tamara’s gaze flickered.

Not only had Yebeni’s life force withered, but the black gemstone growing on the Tree of Life had also shattered.

Tamara knew better than anyone what this meant.

It meant that Yebeni must have triggered the energy within.

Whom would he use it against?

There is only one answer.

For Tamara, the only thing she needed to ascertain now was whether it was one of the Round Table Knights acting alone or if they all had a hand in it!

If it was the latter, she had much more to consider besides vengeance.

Such as Green.

"Old Undead."

Tamara looked back at the large building behind her.

"Just wait, I will find out the truth!"

Although this Round Table meeting was brief, it was laden with substantial information. After the meeting ended, Roger had planned to return straight to Eld.

However, before he could leave, an unexpected woman sought him out.

"Surprised to see me?"

Gaharad was dressed casually. Mid-September in Engelman had already brought a slight chill, but the sight of Gaharad could make any man feel the wave of heat emanating from her body.

"What do you want with me?"

Roger kept a stern face, maintaining the image that Bedivere had always seen.

"Don’t flatter yourself, even though your new body looks charismatic, I have no interest in an old fellow like you."

Compared to their last encounter, Gaharad appeared much more relaxed.

"It’s not me who wants to see you."

"It’s Mr. Green."

Roger’s brow slightly raised, a trace of surprise crossing his face.

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