Night falls.

Roger arrived in Bordeaux covered in mud.

After a little money, he came to the public phone booth.

But after calling Henrik's phone, no one answered for a long time.

"What's going on?"

Roger had some doubts in his heart, and after thinking about it, he dialed Ingmar's phone.

"You mean Henrik, he's left Bordeaux on a mission." Ingmar replied.

"On a mission?"

"What task takes so long, is it a task assigned by the Hunters' Guild?" Roger is a little strange because of the conflict with Arlo at the time, Henrik was temporarily dismissed as a hunter by Linda.

"No, it's not the Hunters' Guild's mission."

Ingmar thought for a moment.

"It's a private operation."

She sighed suddenly.

"To be honest, I'm a little worried."

"It's been a week since this guy disappeared, and the phone can be reached, but no one answers."

"But don't worry, he should be alive and well, I sent someone to check his credit card transaction records."

There was the sound of teeth rubbing against each other on the phone.

"On several occasions, he spent a lot of money on a local PR agency."

"I don't need to tell you what this kind of company does, right?"

Ingmar snorted.

"Deceive those young girls with so-called modeling dreams and provide services to the upper class."

"Hmph."

"It looks like Henrik has really made a fortune lately, and he has the money to spend in that kind of place."

"Okay......"

Roger smiled awkwardly, although he didn't know what Henrik was going to do, so for now, this guy probably didn't go to complete some demon hunting mission.

Most likely, it is to satisfy some of your own special habits.

Just when Roger was about to hang up the phone, Ingmar on the other side said with some hesitation:

"About Henrik ......"

"There are some things I shouldn't have said because it might involve personal privacy, but I'm really worried about him."

"I'm afraid he's going to die because of it."

Roger's heart jumped.

"What happened?"

"Does it have anything to do with the so-called mission?"

Ingmar sighed softly.

"In recent years, Henrik has been looking for a woman, or a monster in human skin."

"Have you ever heard of a female Daredevil?"

"A strange creature full of extreme seductive abilities that men can't resist."

"No man can refuse their temptation, even the most powerful man will be tricked by them."

"Henrik back then was no exception."

"Truth be told, compared to us wandering hunters, Henrik should have been a real genius back then."

"He comes from a family of demon hunters, and he reached the physical limit of ordinary people at a very young age, and when he was about to enter the transcendent realm, he even unexpectedly awakened his bloodline."

"If he continues to be promoted according to normal development, he should be one of the Blood Hunters by now."

Roger's heart jumped, and he vaguely guessed what was going on.

"He's in love with a female Daredevil?"

"And then completely depraved for it?"

"Love?" Ingmar smiled.

"The word love is not in the dictionary of the female Daredevil, this emotion does not exist for them, they are the embodiment of desire, and at the same time feed on it."

"But there is a very special kind of this, and through special methods and continuous and in-depth communication, they can stimulate the desire in the hearts of men to the limit......"

"And then take everything they have at the critical moment."

"Strength and even blood!"

"What's even more terrifying is that men who are deprived of their power through this method will still fall into endless desires."

"They will be nostalgic for the Fengyue place, wandering between different women, and spending their energy and sharpness again and again, and will never recover!"

"Henrik came to Bordeaux because he got a little bit of news about the female Daredevil, and after all these years, he has been trying to get revenge in every possible way."

"On the one hand, I suppress the desires in my heart with expensive drugs, and at the same time, I am looking for clues."

Ingmar's voice was a little embarrassed.

"Henrik was really high-spirited at the beginning, he was good at using short knives, and he was also very proficient in long swords."

"But after being stripped of his blood, his body completely collapsed, and he could no longer hold the weapon in his hand."

"As a last resort, I chose another path."

"To get to this point, he is already better than most demon hunters, but even so, he can't be the opponent of that monster."

"His path to revenge is only a dead end."

"I hope you can find an opportunity to persuade him to give up his revenge, that creature...... The restraint on men is too great. ”

"He doesn't have a chance of winning at all."

Hearing this, Roger suddenly remembered Henrik's behavior when he went to Swamp Town alone on a mission.

It was a trial mission, and perhaps Henrik had figured it out before Roger investigated.

It should be extremely difficult for him to face a fellow human being who is a mortal enemy and need to try to maintain justice.

"This guy ......"

Roger shook his head helplessly.

Who would have thought that there were so many stories hidden behind his seemingly debauched life.

The female night demon mobilized all the desires of the body, and ordinary people are afraid that they have long been squeezed alive in endless indulgence.

Henrik suppressed it with drugs and rationally channeled it, which barely managed to maintain a normal life.

Roger finally understood why he was always short of money.

"Do you know where he is?"

Roger asked.

"Kajun!"

"His recent spending record has been around Cajun, and after so long without news, I think he hasn't found his target yet."

Ingmar replied.

"Thank you for telling me all this."

What Ingmar said gave Roger a deeper understanding of Henrik.

"Haha, his guy has a very hard mouth, if you take the initiative to ask, he will definitely not admit it."

Hanging up the phone, a few thoughts flashed in Roger's mind, Henrik needed help, he naturally had a responsibility, and it just so happened that he also needed to leave Bordeaux recently to avoid the limelight.

After running around a few small alleys in the neighborhood, I quickly got some money and a cell phone from a hapless ghost who was robbing.

Roger first dialed Henrik's phone, but he was hung up several times in a row, and from the frequency of pending orders, Roger could roughly guess what Henrik was doing at this time.

He smiled and edited a text message.

"I'm Roger, I'm in big trouble!"

Click Send.

After 30 seconds, the phone rings and Roger answers.

Henrik's panting voice came from the microphone.

"Damn it!"

"If you don't give me a good reason, I'll shove your head in the ass!"

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