Smack. ”

Roger patted the non-existent dust on his hands, and it was a good idea to move his muscles and bones once in a while.

The poor man was also a victim, and Roger certainly didn't treat him badly.

As for Uma, she obviously did it on purpose, the whole ship was so big, she definitely had a way to find a single traveler without a companion.

No matter how bad it is, it can avoid this situation in advance.

"It looks like it's time to tighten the rules."

Uma has been getting bolder in recent times, and Roger believes the best decision he has made is to keep her in Ayrde.

The harbor behind him had faded away, and after a little hiccup, Uma ran to settle the remaining problems, leaving Roger alone against the railing.

Lonely on an unknown journey, although the times are different, Roger feels that this seems to be the life of a demon hunter.

The rest of the day became trivial and frequent, with a wide range of entertainment on board, from cinemas to casinos, but these forms of entertainment were not of much interest to Roger, who was accustomed to the excitement of the otherworld.

During this period, Uma also changed her identity several times, provoking Roger with beautiful women of different ages and skin tones.

As for the result.....

Of course, the rejection of the ten righteous words!

As the days passed, Uma would report to Roger on the progress of the investigation every once in a while, but unfortunately, everything seemed to come to a standstill, and many of the remaining clues stopped at Lingyuan County.

Except for the first few days, Roger later relaxed his mind, Henrik and Amanda and others were well prepared, and everything was going on in an orderly manner, which made him feel good.

He completely forgot about the battles in the otherworld, and began to return to normal life like an ordinary person.

Until one day, Roger, who was sleeping soundly in the cabin, suddenly woke up, he sat up suddenly, his body trembled uncontrollably, and the pale blood in his body almost broke out!

"What's going on?"

Taking a few deep breaths and suppressing the blood of the riot, Roger pushed the door and walked to the deck.

It's late at night, and the corridors are extra empty, except for the travelers who are still relaxing in the entertainment area.

"Dear sir, there is a strong wind on deck, for the sake of your health......"

Roger was stopped by a beautiful woman in a well-tailored one-line dress, the dress apparently tailor-made for her, as if it had broken after making certain movements.

"Where have we been?"

Roger asked, ignoring the emotion in the attendant's eyes.

On this glittering luxury cruise ship, things like this are all too commonplace.

"We've just crossed the Barrow Strait, and then we've been out for most of the day, and from the location, ......"

Without listening to the next words of the service staff, Roger hurried to the deck, the time had come to December, and the air outside was extremely cold.

Although this temperature could not affect Roger, it still lifted his spirits.

"Sure enough."

Comparing the geographical location of this world in his mind, Roger quickly estimated the approximate area where the cruise ship was located at this time.

Where the average person can't see it in mid-air, the energy seems to have changed.

"Is this the influence between different worlds?"

"It's amazing."

The forces in the body become extraordinarily agitated, and this autonomous activity, like some kind of physiological reaction of a man, is not controlled by himself at all.

Roger had to be careful to rein in his strength.

Especially pale blood.

Some of the five decks are semi-enclosed, with barriers raised at night to enjoy the views without having to worry about the cold wind outside.

However, Roger was on the lowest deck at this time, and he walked forward, the deck was empty, facing the sea, Roger stretched out his palm.

There was a faint glow in the sigil in his mind, and he could feel that this part of the power that came entirely from the Hunter's Hut had not been affected in any way.

It's just like a swimming fish has come to a strange sea.

The Dharma seal in my mind is adapting to the new rules.

With one breath and one breath, the light of the Dharma seal changed from weak to strong.

Clenched his fists, the terrifying power exploded in the palms of his hands, and the power that belonged entirely to the flesh was not limited in any way.

This is also relatively easy to understand.

In Roger's opinion, at this time, it was the power of Pale Blood that was most affected, and the change in the Law Seal was more like absorbing and assimilating.

He had a hunch that it wouldn't be long before he could return to normal levels.

"Since the Law Seal has not been affected, what about the Sword Seal?"

After thinking about it, Roger still suppressed the thought in his heart.

Now that he had jumped into the depths of the sea, he could have found a place to experiment with his ideas, but there was no need to do so.

It will take a few more days to reach sunrise from your current location, and you should know enough to master your body.

He also began to take Umma's previous reminder seriously.

And that's just the difference in energy, but what about the more specific issues?

Two days later, Roger had to admit that he underestimated the impact of the rules.

The longer you stay, the closer you get to the hinterland of the entire Asian region, the stronger the influence of the rules becomes.

This was something Roger had not anticipated.

He also finally understood why no Western transcendent had crossed regions to the East.

Honestly, it wasn't a pleasant experience.

Considering that you have a spear in your hand, but you need to tie it to your leg every day, Roger feels that his metaphor, although a little vulgar, at least reflects the actual situation.

This is still Roger, most of his strength is reflected in his physical fitness and law seal, and the only thing that is really affected is the pale blood.

If you change to another Transcendent from the West, the impact may be even greater, and perhaps some spells will lose their effect.

After all, from spell gestures to the mobilization of spiritual energy, the simplest spell also contains countless tedious and subtle links.

It only takes any one of these links to go wrong and it's enough for the spell to collapse.

Another day passed, seeing that the situation still did not improve, and in desperation, Roger had to take the initiative to seal the pale blood in his body.

Let the restless blood fall into a state of silence.

Only then did he get out of that strange state.

"Hoo ......"

A modern harbor appeared in front of him, and Roger simply packed his luggage and walked off the cruise ship with the crowd.

As soon as he got off the boat, someone took the initiative to approach, it was a middle-aged man with a thick face and an honest look, bowed slightly, and the man stood up and led Roger to the front.

Roger discovered that Uma's abilities could be used to arrange such trivial matters.

He quickly got into a silver-gray car and left the port.

Without entering the city, the car drove directly onto the highway, and after nearly two hours of trekking, it left the highway and followed the road away from the city.

The area of Sunrise is much larger than the island country that Roger came into contact with in his previous life, and the whole is almost rectangular, because of the increase in area, its transnational latitude area is also much larger than that island country.

Lingyuan County, where Roger is located at this time, is close to the southern harbor of Sunrise, although it has come to December, the temperature has dropped, but the minimum temperature can still be maintained above freezing.

Therefore, cars can still see the green on both sides of the road.

After coming here, Roger could clearly feel the difference between Umma, the distance was too large, and he was in Asia, and Uma could no longer really control an ordinary person's body as before.

She is more of a shadow to plant subtle ideas for the body, and then use this to serve Roger.

There was nothing to say all the way, and it was still noon when Roger got off the boat, but when he finally went around and around, when the car stopped in front of a courtyard, the sun was setting, and the sky was already dyed red.

Roger didn't know anything about Sunrise, and the place he was at this time was supposed to be near the edge of the city, roughly similar to a small town.

The surroundings are very modern, but at the same time, you can see some distinctly stylistic architecture.

It is different from the complete modernization of the towns and cities in Menia.

The town of sunrise can always make people perceive the heaviness and vicissitudes of history in modern times.

From afar, you can see neat fields and spacious house courtyards, and to be honest, because of something in his bones, Roger still feels that the scenery in front of him is more intimate.

The door was unlocked, and he pushed it open and walked in.

Woooooo

It's a typical Japanese garden, but it's clear that the owner of the yard doesn't want to take care of it too often, and the plants on the side of the path are messy, and Roger walks along the cobblestone path.

The closer you go, the more obvious the sounds you heard before become.

In addition to this, Roger heard a rapid pace and a steady breathing.

The yard was large, and through the pathway rockery and garden in front, an old building came into view, and the voice that Roger had heard earlier was coming from that direction.

He walked to the door and followed the sound to look into the room.

There was no decoration in the open house, and the surrounding walls were covered with various weapons, but it was obvious that most of them were mere decorations.

It's just that in the middle of the hall, directly opposite the doorway, there is an area that resembles a shrine, but strangely, there are no statues on the table, and there are no futons next to the floor.

The afterglow of the sunlight made the room a little strangely colored, and the empty shrine looked like a giant open mouth in the changing light and shadow.

This is a martial arts arena.

A sturdy figure fluttered, and the weapon in his hand swung away like mercury.

To be honest, this was the first time since coming to this world that Roger had seen a transcendent person seriously practicing swordsmanship.

Or is it knife art?

At sunrise, the overall shape of the traditional fighting knife is slightly curved, and this weapon is highly recognizable.

But at this time, the weapon in the hand of this transcendent man looked like a sword with a cut in half, but it was much narrower than the long sword that Roger usually used.

Roger didn't interrupt the other party, but stood in the doorway and quietly observed.

The new sword mark required the comprehension of more swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship that the Hunter Hut had once provided to Roger was already a little behind.

Just a few glances at Roger, he was surprised to find that although this set of swordsmanship looks ordinary, it has a solid foundation, and it is not a so-called killing move that is simply used in battle.

It's a masterful swordsmanship with a certain sword theory, although it's far from kendo, but considering the strength of the other party, it's very rare.

Roger narrowed his eyes, estimating the strength of the other party in his heart.

"The pinnacle of the second order."

It's not high or low, it's the level that a normal elite in a transcendent world should have.

After the clouds and water were over, the sturdy figure stopped, returned the sword to the sheath, and the man walked to the shrine and placed the weapon in his hand on it.

Turning his head, a heroic face appeared in front of Roger's eyes.

The fair and somewhat excessive skin is not the kind of white of the Western race, but like the beauty of jade, the short black hair that reaches the ears, the small nose is slightly upturned, and the rosy lips are tightly pursed together.

The sun had set, and the sky outside had darkened, but in the room Roger could still see the bright eyes on that immaculate face.

It's dark and smart.

Seeing this delicate face, Roger was in a good mood and couldn't help but smile.

To be honest, in the past six months or so, he has traveled to Menia and Europe, and has seen too many Western faces, and at this time, he still feels extremely kind to see an Asian face with black hair and black eyes that completely meets his aesthetic standards.

His gaze shifted to his fair, flat neck, snow-white collar overlapping, and Roger skipped over the girl's slightly ordinary chest.

Despite the strenuous activity, the girl's samurai uniform was still extremely flat, her waist was tightened, and a black ribbon passed through it.

The contrast between white and black makes an incomparably simple outfit three-dimensional.

His gaze continued to wander downward, sweeping over his straight legs and white ankles.

"You're Roger?!"

A cold snort came.

Roger looked up and saw the anger on the girl's face.

"I'm sorry."

He admits that he did go a little too far.

"It's me."

Roger subconsciously stepped forward, but the next second's fierce gaze came, "Stop!" ”

"You can't come in here!"

Looking at the clean floor, Roger instantly understood something, he took a half step back, and looked at the girl suspiciously.

"Are you alone here?"

"Or is there someone else?"

Roger remembers that Uma had told him before he had left that he was the host, not her.

"What do you mean?" The girl immediately became vigilant, wondering if it was a delusion that Roger even thought she was going to attack her.

"Uh...... Don't get me wrong. ”

"I don't know what to call you yet."

"Sunset Thousand Summers."

The girl put on her shoes and socks and walked out of the room.

"Come with me, I'll take you to where you live."

She walked in front, and Roger followed closely behind.

"There is one thing I must make clear to you in advance, I received Madame Butterfly's things, and I will definitely do what I promised her."

The girl stopped, glanced back at Roger, and continued on her way.

"I am willing to guide you in your cultivation, but I want you to understand that the mystery is the foundation of a family inheritance, and I will not give it to you."

"If you want, I can guide you in basic cultivation and teach you the swordsmanship you just practiced."

"At the same time, you can also follow me all the way when I go out on an exorcism mission, and I will try my best to ensure your safety, but if the danger is beyond my ability to bear."

The girl's breath paused slightly, "At that time, I can only try to create a chance for you to escape, as for whether you can survive or not, it depends on your luck." ”

Sunset Chinatsu stopped, and he looked back at Roger.

"If it's acceptable, please come in with me, if not, then I'll just give you back what I received and send you off."

Looking at the girl's serious face, Roger smiled slightly.

"Yes, of course I will!"