Galahad hung up the phone and watched as Glovy walked into the manor.

The news of Bedwell's death was known only to her and Green, so it was probably only a coincidence that this woman was here.

At the moment, the most important thing for Galahad is to find Lancelot, there are so many people who have died recently, if even Lancelot disappears, then it will be difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents in the next large-scale operation.

As the leader of the new team, Galahad prefers to lead his Transcendents in the final moments.

And not at the beginning, charging in the form of cannon fodder.

Leave this to Grimm and the last of the Legacy Knights he leads.

History has proved that there are big problems with the inheritance of the Knights of the Round Table, although they have preserved their combat effectiveness as much as possible, but they have also brought some hidden dangers.

For nearly a hundred years, the Privy Council has changed the way it is transmitted.

It's no longer a soul transmitter, it's a transmitter.

Like the sword of the Headless Horseman, it is not the man who is strong, but his weapon.

It's the perfect blend of cursed items and otherworldly souls.

It's simpler to create a powerful weapon than to study the soul.

Galahad opened her palm, and a holy grail wrapped in ice crystals appeared in her hand, and she summoned the energy to chant a spell, and holy water appeared in the empty cup.

Immediately after that, the water vapor filled the air, but before it could condense into a concrete scene, it collapsed again.

"Still doesn't work?"

Galahad's form gradually became illusory and disappeared in place.

Meanwhile, Govy walked around the manor several times with a puzzled expression.

She had lived here for some time and knew the structure of the manor very well, and she knew that Roger rarely went to the house in front of her unless Henrik was there.

There wasn't much unusual in the room, but Glovy could still detect something special.

I dialed Roger's phone, but the bell rang somewhere on the second floor.

Just as Govi was about to leave, a tired voice came: "Don't squeak, it's inconvenient for me to appear now." ”

Sunny didn't show anything out of the ordinary, and she sank into the soft couch.

"You're coming to me for something?"

Roger's voice sounded hoarse, and before Gervae could react, he continued, "Relax, don't put up any resistance. ”

Glovy did as she was told.

Her heart was empty, as if something had left her body, and then, Ge Wei felt that the scene in front of her had ghosted.

It was as if she had seen an identical room.

"Soul out of the body?"

Gorway couldn't help but speak, but found that her body was still sitting in place.

Across from her, a pale-faced Roger leaned tiredly at the foot of the bed.

She looked Roger up and down, a hint of confusion on her face.

"Where have you been fooling around?"

She sneered.

"It seems that a few days ago, I delayed some people's beauty hunting trips."

Glovy felt very uncomfortable.

For transcendental beings like them, there are no complex emotions like ordinary people, and transcendental beings are much more casual and frank in dealing with such problems.

A young body, a long life, and great strength can completely change a person's perception.

Roger's state at this time reminded Gewei of the intimate time the two of them spent together.

It seems that some people didn't do their best at all.

It's very hurtful.

"It's not at all what you think."

Roger smiled bitterly.

"To be honest, we've known each other for a while, don't you know me?"

The expression on Govi's face tightened.

"Don't talk like we know each other very well."

"Everybody is just a normal friend."

The expression on Govie's face remained the same.

"Uh...... All right. ”

Roger was eager to tell Gome that he had refreshed his new perception of the word "ordinary friend".

But let's think about it.

Now that you've taken advantage of it, don't always say it.

"I met a strong enemy and fought with her."

"She?" Glovy looked strange.

"Forget it, let's talk about it, what are you looking for me?"

"By the way, there is one thing you know, but don't mention it to others, Bedwell's identity is nominally dead, and the Knights should have hidden this news and have not yet announced it to the public."

"I'm afraid there will be big things happening in Europe in the near future, the Kuroshio is coming, and in this critical period, you must be careful."

Roger admonished.

"Kuroshio, I came to you this time because of this matter."

Glovy felt that she was in a strange state at this time, as if she was in a parallel space.

"Remember the last time I attended my promotion ceremony?"

"Yes, of course I do."

Roger nodded.

It's only been a long time, ahem, of course, some things are easy to impress.

Gorvy pretended not to see Roger's expression and continued.

"The night before the promotion ceremony, all the Mystic Blood families signed an agreement together, and we broke away from the Knights of the Round Table and secretly joined the Nature Society!"

"Tamara's Nature Society?"

"But she's a druid......"

Gorville nodded, "The wizard leader is not convenient to attend, she personally came to sign a contract with us, just two days ago, Tamara suddenly visited and held an internal meeting. ”

"She told us she found an entrance to the location of the Kuroshio!"

"100 years ago, Green grew at a very fast rate because he entered that place and achieved today's status."

"For us, there is danger, but there is also opportunity."

"All the high-ups in the Mystic Blood Family have been moved, and we plan to follow Tamara into that world!"

Glovy was overjoyed.

"Ordinary members of the secret blood family are not qualified to know at all, but I am still because I have entered the third order, as the guardian of my promotion ceremony, and your strength is also obvious to all."

"So, you can enter that place with me!"

"The source of the Kuroshio ......"

Roger thought of an experience not so long ago.

It was clearly a fragment of a shadow world, and the reality that corresponded to it was ...... The source of the Kuroshio!

Roger seemed to see his hesitation.

"I understand what you're worried about, it's likely that Tamara's motives aren't pure, and she may have thoughts on us."

"But so what?"

"If you don't have the power, you have to be slaughtered, the difference is only the length of time and the difference in the way, now that we have an opportunity to choose, we must seize it!"

"A hundred years ago, Green's strength was far inferior to ours, and what he could do, we can too!"

Gorway clenched her fists, "I don't want what happened to Grace to happen again. ”

"What about you?"

"Want to go in and give it a try?"

Or......

To be honest, Roger really hesitated.

He didn't know what Grimm had been through in that world, nor did he know where Gawain's news came from, but the Shadow Elder who existed in the fragments of the Shadow World was what he had seen with his own eyes.

The increase in one's own strength is also obvious.

Judging from the current situation, Lilith is ready, and it is impossible to sneak in like the last time.

He could only use the power of others to enter that world, and then use it as a springboard to find the entrance to the hidden shadow elder.

Bedwell's identity is dead, and Lancelot is too difficult to disguise, and it is easy to reveal flaws.

At present, there are only two ways for him to enter that world, Gawain and Gowei in front of him.

Roger was tempted to dissuade Gome from going there to take risks, but he also knew that Grace's affair had a great impact on Gome, and as her strength increased, the mission of the race was also on her shoulders.

really responded to the sentence that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, and she almost had no choice.

Gawain is an extremely mysterious guy, Roger really doesn't want to have too much contact with him, and if there is no Tamara, Gowi is Roger's best choice.

But the ...... is in front of you

Continuing to disguise herself as a Guardian will be able to dispel Tamara's suspicions?

"Give me a moment, I need to think about it."

Roger wasn't entirely sure.

The disappointment in Govi's eyes flickered, but she still nodded, "You know how to find me." ”

"Not long ago, the energy near the passage was abnormal, and we are trying to find a way to stabilize the passage of teleportation, and in three days at most, we will definitely go."

Gorway looked at Roger and hesitated for a moment to say that.

"I hope to see you."

After saying that, she took the initiative to concentrate, everything in front of her disappeared, and her consciousness returned to reality, Glovy got up from the sofa, pushed the door and left.

From beginning to end, Roger did not appear.

In fact, when Galahad visited, he had already woken up from his slumber, and he carefully examined it, except for the lack of energy in his body, the whole person could not be better.

The channels in the body are basically stable, and they are still close to making up for the last missing parts, and there will definitely be a new change at that time.

The increase in strength is only a symptom, what matters is the strengthening of the control of the pale blood in the body.

And the attack that broke out at the crisis juncture in the face of Lilith's oppression also made him see a certain direction in the future.

That may be the state of the dream trial when it is completed.

Perhaps, it was the state of the passage when it was firmly and completely generating its own pale blood.

But no matter which one of them is, it represents absolute power.

The temporary burst is still relatively rough, and a lot of energy has been wasted, but after the improvement of the system and the fine control, the power can be raised to a higher level.

Roger tried to find the feeling of exerting his strength at the beginning, and he already had a little experience in his heart.

However, this kind of attack can be regarded as a real life-saving blow, and after a burst, the body will be completely hollowed out.

Work hard and rest for two hours.

This is the state of the Sacrifice Strike at this time.

After this fight, he didn't even need to confirm the outcome of the battle, so he could only flee.

After recovering the lost energy, Roger finished repairing and teleported directly to the cemetery cabin.

In the fairy tale world, Amanda has fallen into a deep sleep, and her whole body is wrapped into a large cocoon along with the dragon scales, which glow red and beat like a heart.

"Talent is really unreasonable."

Roger checked Amanda's status, which made him wonder where the girl's bloodline came from.

With Andreine just an ordinary woman, and his father rarely mentioned, Roger can only sketch the image of a middle-aged man obsessed with the occult.

However, even if his father had a special bloodline, the huge difference between supernatural beings and ordinary people made it extremely difficult to reproduce and inherit.

This doesn't explain how powerful Amanda is.

Without further thought, Roger pushed the door open and walked out of the cabin, taking on a different image and walking around the town.

He saw Andreine and Greg leave the police station with a smile and a smile, then go shopping at the supermarket and go home together.

As for what happened after that, Roger didn't know.

He even disguised himself again and went to sit in the Hunter's Bar.

The atmosphere here in Meenia is very different from that in Europe, and it seems that the hidden world behind different regions is indeed different.

"If you have the chance, you should really go to other places."

"As a qualified demon hunter, it seems that there is no fixed place to live, and traveling the world is the norm."

"While drinking, hunting monsters, and then seeing different customs, the alternation of power, and the conflict of power have nothing to do with us."

Roger was thinking alone when the sound of a chair dragging was heard and a drunken woman sat across from her.

"Bang!"

The woman placed the half-empty bottle on the table, and she stared into Roger's eyes with a look of confusion on her face.

"I don't know why, but your eyes remind me of a friend from the past."

"Haha!"

There was a burst of laughter at the table next to it, and a bearded man in a gray plaid shirt and navy blue jeans whistled loudly.

"Ingmar, how lonely you are, you don't even let go of the strange man who appeared in the bar for the first time!"

"Tom!"

The answer to the bearded one was a bottle that flew out.

The bearded man smiled and scooped the wine bottle into his hand, "It's a good bottle of wine!" ”

"You can call me anytime next time if you need to!"

"Get out of here!"

Ingmar flew into a rage, "Don't think I can't guess your dirty thoughts. ”

"How many of you really want to sleep with your mother?"

"It's not because of Henrik, it's because of some of my relationships with him, huh."

Ingmar sneered.

"Look at your little bit of interest."

"I should have called him and asked him to come back."

"By the way...... Seduce the bitches who are with you! ”

"Oh my God!"

The crowd roared.

"Ingmar, this is too vicious!"

"I'd rather have my leg broken than see Henrik's shoes hidden in the closet when I get home!"

"Let's look at it, Ingmar, Henrik has become young and handsome, his strength has increased a lot, and he has become the acting president of the Hunters' Guild at the same time."

"But he obviously couldn't bear your special request, so he ran away!"

Someone heckled away.

Hearing this, Ingmar waved her hand indifferently, "A bunch of rude fools. ”

"You don't understand what women want."

She sat crookedly in her chair and casually picked up the glass in front of Roger.

After drinking it all in one gulp, his nose and eyebrows were wrinkled.

"A glass of boiled water......

"You're the second guy I've ever seen drinking this kind of in a bar."

Roger smiled.

"No, I bet it must be the first."

"I don't believe any demon hunter other than me would do that."

Ingmar's eyes gradually became misty, and she looked at Roger, who was sitting opposite, as if she was looking at another person.

"What do these fools know, there is no such thing as a feast, especially for demon hunters."

"Drinking, bragging, fighting."

She sighed.

"I put down my sword, but I can't let go of my old life." As he spoke, he leaned back in his chair and fell asleep.

Looking at Ingmar, who had become much weaker and older, a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in Roger's eyes.

You know, the female demon hunter he knows never gets drunk.