When Roger woke up the next morning, the figure next to his pillow was empty, and not long after he got up, Henrik's phone called.

"I'll pick you up in a moment and go back to Bordeaux."

"Aren't you checking the clues here?"

Roger asked.

"I've been checking for more than half a month, but I haven't found any clues, most of her have already left here, let's go back to Bordeaux first, something happened to the Hunters' Guild."

Roger's heart jumped.

"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with the Voodoo Society, if there is no accident, the power of the Voodoo Society has been uprooted in Bordeaux."

"It's not clear on the phone, we'll talk about it on the way back."

There was nothing to pack, and after waiting downstairs for long, Henrik drove him up.

"Remember when I told you, over the years, due to negligent management, the Hunters' Guild needs to rely on the power of the Voodoo Society to clean up the surrounding transcendent events."

"This time, the guild leadership has eradicated the power of the Voodoo Society with thunderous means, and the biggest impact is still in the area around the city of Bordeaux."

"Just last night, the Hunter Guild temporarily issued a message that as long as wandering hunters join the guild, they can complete the task according to the difficulty and number of them, so in exchange for the opportunity to enter Crescent City!"

"There are a limited number of demon hunters affiliated with the Hunters' Guild, but at the same time, there are a large number of wandering hunters in the Bordeaux area."

"The vast majority of them have low strength and can only complete simple tasks, but there are still some elites who belong to the major families, and they don't join the guild just because they can't stand the management system and constraints of the Hunter Guild."

"But this time, with the excitement of Crescent Moon City, many of the elites of the Demon Hunter clan may not be able to sit still."

"Crescent City?"

"Is it a city near Bordeaux?" Roger asked, a little confused.

Henrik drove out of the city at an increased speed.

"Crescent City is not near Bordeaux, it's underground."

"Underground?" With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Roger quickly figured out something.

"This Crescent City can't be a cursed place, right?"

Henrik nodded.

"It's a relatively stable cursed land that has been developing for many years, though it's unclear what the Voodoo Society is doing in Riverdale."

"But if I'm not mistaken, what they're doing must be to get a chance to enter Crescent City!"

"Is this cursed land really a city?"

"It's much bigger than you think."

"Before there was an accident, I awakened a little bloodline, and I once had the opportunity to enter another medium-sized cursed land, which is no longer an area."

"It's more like a separate world!"

"Normally, a medium-sized cursed land like this is not allowed for us to enter until our strength has entered the transcendental."

"It seems that this time, the guild is indeed forced to be anxious, but with such a big stimulus, presumably those wandering hunters and the elites of the demon hunter family will go crazy, right?"

"After all, it's still too difficult to get supernatural materials in the real world."

"The improvement of our strength is inseparable from these extraordinary materials, and only there can we quickly accumulate and improve our strength."

Henrik lit a cigarette and glanced at Roger.

"You have now entered the transcendental, and according to the strength of the demon hunter, you can be regarded as an elite hunter."

"Go back and inquire, and if there are no accidents, go to the guild to report it."

"I don't belong to the Hunters' Guild, do I need to go?" Roger was a little confused.

Henrik nodded.

"Behind the Hunters' Guild, there is the support of the state, and if you still think of yourself as a citizen of Menia, it is best to report it."

He glanced at Roger.

"Don't think about it, just go through a normal process, put yourself in your shoes, if you have a kitchen knife at home, you shouldn't need to tell the police."

"But what if you have a rocket launcher hidden in your house?"

"If you didn't say anything, what do you think the police would think when they found out?"

"After all, for ordinary people, a demon hunter who has entered the transcendent realm, even if he is barehanded, the lethality is too terrifying."

"Okay."

Roger thought about it and agreed.

Although he didn't want to get closer to the Hunters' Guild, he didn't want to be on the opposite side of this huge force.

There is no difference between Bordeaux and when you leave, life has not changed for the average person.

But in the Otherworld, what happened in just one week was enough to change the landscape of the entire region.

Wandering Hunter's Bar.

It was not yet noon, and the whole bar was already overcrowded, with many faces coming in and out of the bar that had seen and had never seen before, and there was no place to sit in the bar.

Roger listened for a while, and realized that in just a few days, the Voodoo Society had disappeared from everyone's communication, and everyone was talking about the news that the Hunters' Guild had suddenly issued last night.

His eyes swept quickly, and Roger actually saw Donde, Lawrence and others in the crowd.

Lawrence seemed to be about to say hello to Roger, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was stopped by Don De beside him.

The less anyone knows what happened in Riverdale, the safer everyone will be.

The Voodoo Queen is now just gone, and there's always nothing wrong with being careful when it comes to this kind of thing.

The eyes of the two intertwined, and Roger understood the meaning in Tang De's eyes.

Ingmar beckoned to Roger and the others in the corner.

"How's it going?"

"Most people choose to join the Hunter Guild temporarily, after all, the opportunity is rare, and many of them still have a chance to enter the transcendent with a little effort."

Not to mention anything else, the long life and vigorous energy after entering the transcendent are enough to make many people's hearts move.

The bar was noisy, but the corner was much quieter, and Henrik and Ingmar exchanged news about the past few days.

"The purge of the Voodoo Society seems to have something to do with the Sorceress Association, and it should be that Lady Margaret has given a positive response......"

Ingmar drank the wine from her glass.

"I'll go to the Hunters' Guild in the afternoon to sign up, and I'll go and see the legendary Crescent City."

He glanced at Roger, "Hathaway told me everything about what happened in Cajun. ”

She gave Roger a thumbs up.

"Well done!"

Roger smiled, and just then, the waiter in the bar suddenly walked up to a few people.

"Is that Mr. Roger?"

Roger looked up.

The waiter placed a white envelope on the table.

"Someone asked me to give this to you."

"Who?"

Roger was slightly stunned.

"I don't know." The waiter replied and turned to leave.

"Huh!"

Henrik snatched the envelope, "Is it the room number that the girl left for you?"

He laughed, but he didn't open the envelope, and after teasing Roger a few words, he returned the envelope to Roger.

Puzzled, Roger opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper inside.

"Silent confession?"

Henrik glanced at it from a distance, and the snow-white paper was blank.

But at this moment, Roger's right hand holding the paper tightened slightly, and he lowered his head to hide the panic in his eyes.

In his sight, there was a line of words clearly printed on the white paper!

"Is the body still used to it?"

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