"Whew!"

The strong wind hit, Roger took a half step back slightly, a sharp claw slashed in front of his eyes, and the woman in front of him was still beautiful, but some parts of her body had undergone slight changes.

It's a vampire banshee.

No, it's three.

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything, I just want to talk openly and honestly." Roger said slowly, but he was answered by another bite.

At this time, the three vampire banshees all attacked, but their speed was extremely slow in Roger's eyes, and he easily dodged all the other party's attacks as if he was idle, and even had the heart to poke and poke a little bit to try his touch.

Just then, one of the blonde vampire banshees opened its mouth and let out a silent roar.

Roger didn't stop it, but let the other party play.

His purpose is not to get rid of demons, but to find people.

It's better this way and saves a lot of trouble.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the door to be violently slammed open.

"Breaking in rudely when a guest is happy is not a good service."

Roger looked at the woman in front of him and said with a smile.

On the big bed, Dandrion was entangled with three vampire banshees, but by this time they were all unconscious, and the peculiarities on their bodies were gradually disappearing.

"Who are you?"

The visitor was the same woman who had entertained Roger in the first place, she was the owner of the place, and the guests liked to call her the Queen of the Night.

"I have no ill intentions, I just want to inquire about one person."

The woman's eyes stared at Roger and gradually became dangerous, and the next moment her body moved without warning, and appeared next to Roger almost instantly, and pointed like a knife, poking at Roger's throat!

The speed of this attack is extremely fast, not to mention ordinary people, even trained witchers, if they can't dodge, they will die because of it.

"High vampires."

"Witcher!" Both said at the same time.

The woman's attacks became more and more aggressive, but after a few breaths, Roger shook his head impatiently.

"I wish we could sit down and have a good talk, or go to bed?"

Roger interrupted the attack as he joking, stepped forward and deftly circled behind the woman, and with a gentle push, the woman's body was pressed against the wall.

The woman struggled frantically, but no matter how strong she was, there was no room for resistance in front of Roger.

"We didn't kill anyone, and if you're short of money, I can help." The woman gasped and said quickly.

"I'm not short of money."

"So what do you want? Try the services of a high vampire? The woman sneered.

"Haven't you witchers always been in the service of money?"

"We've been hiding here for years, and no one has been killed during that time. Offering services that take away an insignificant part of the blood after bringing the ultimate enjoyment to the guests......"

"It's our way of survival."

"As I said, I'm not here to make money, and I'm not here to get into trouble." Roger was a little irritable.

"I'm looking for someone."

"His name is Regis."

Hearing the name, the woman's struggling body stiffened violently for a moment.

"Regis?"

"Is he a merchant or a nobleman? We've had so many guests over the years that it's just a name and I can't help much. ”

"Don't try to lie."

Roger slowly approached, "You know, he's just like you, a high vampire. ”

"High vampires are such strange creatures that even witchers can't tell the difference between them and ordinary humans."

"I don't know what you're talking about, I don't know anything like that."

"If that's your excuse to kill me, then do it."

The Queen of the Night abruptly gave up her struggle and seemed to have resigned herself to her fate.

But the next moment, her weak body suddenly exploded, her red dress was torn to shreds, and her whole person turned into a bat in the sky.

Roger just tightened his palms without changing his face, and then shook it slightly.

"Smack!"

The Queen of the Night reappears in her original form and is thrown into a corner by Roger.

"I'm not here to seek revenge, but to make a deal with him." Pushing her palm forward, the Queen of the Night was controlled by an invisible force and slowly floated.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Witchers don't have that power."

"I know you're not afraid of me." Roger shook his head.

"Because it is said that high vampires can only be killed by their own kind, but I want to tell you that whether this rumor is true or not, at least with me, it doesn't make sense."

An invisible force enveloped the body, a sign of death.

But even so, the Queen of the Night did not say a word, she slowly closed her eyes and waited for death to come.

Smack.

The body fell to the ground, and the woman's eyes snapped open. Greedily inhaling air, as a high-level vampire, she can stop breathing for a long time, but this knee-jerk reaction still makes her feel at ease.

"I really just want to talk to Regis because I need a strong guard and I can pay him well if he wants to."

"Of course I don't force it."

Roger was sincere, he was really helpless, but there was no way around it, witchers and vampires were naturally opposed.

It's like a fox inviting a rabbit to be its lover and repeatedly assuring us that we're just rolling the sheets together......

"You still need guards?!"

The Queen of the Night looks incredible.

"You can't have to do everything myself, right?" Roger shrugged.

"There's really no way, I can only wait here, wait for him to take the initiative to come to you......"

"No need."

The window was silently opened, and an emaciated figure jumped into the room.

It was a pale, middle-aged man, somewhat bald, with extremely thin cheeks and a strong smell of herbs.

He had a medicine pouch hanging from his buckskin belt, from which the smell of herbs spilled out.

This guy turned out to be a doctor.

Bloodsucker...... Doctor.

"Regis!"

"It's okay, go out, let me have a good talk with this gentleman."

"I heard what you just said, a demon hunter is actually planning to ask me to be his bodyguard, what are you going to do to let me accompany you to hunt monsters?"

Regis shook his head.

"I'm tired of killing, and too much blood makes me angry...... and danger. ”

"I have an opera house and the people there need protection."

"The Witcher...... Opera house? "Regis can't bring the two together.

He had seen too many things in his long life, but at this moment, a trace of curiosity was reborn in his heart.

This peculiar feeling made Regis slightly moved.

The man in front of him undoubtedly has many secrets hidden in him, and perhaps leaving with him will make this tedious life come alive.

"Okay, I can go with you and have a look."

Roger was overjoyed, he didn't expect things to go so smoothly, "Great, in order to avoid you being too bored, do you want to move to Novigre with this place?" ”

The brothel sings and dances.

It seems like it's about completely controlling the rhythm of the entertainment world.

But...... Thinking of this, he glanced at Dandrien, who was slumped on the bed.

If the banshees had followed, Dandrion might have died in his bed one day.

With Regis on board, a lot of trouble can be avoided.

Things are going well, with the Queen of the Night staying behind to take care of the matter, while Roger takes Dandrion and Regis first.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned to Novigre, he was greeted by an unexpected visitor.

A lady.

Make up for yesterday's one, and send the rest in the evening

(End of chapter)