I'm not convenient now, so what about when it's convenient?

Roger felt as if he had read the meaning of the red-haired girl's words.

"Mean, let me wait?"

With such doubts, he fell asleep.

When she woke up the next morning, Amanda was gone, leaving a note on the table with a smiling face on it.

After breakfast, Roger drove straight to the University of Bordeaux, where he had explained his intentions in advance, and when he entered the room, Dickinson handed him a piece of paper.

"This is the task above that suits you better."

"I've asked someone, the difficulty of the task is not too high, and with your strength, it should be easy to complete."

Roger flipped through them one by one, and suddenly his eyes rested on one of the tasks.

Dry male corpse.

On the outskirts of Crescent City, there are frequent corpses of men who have been drained of their blood, but the strange thing is that these men do not seem to be in pain before they die, and their faces are full of satisfaction.

Behind the document, there are several pictures of men before they die, with a smile on their lips, their eyes wide open, and every muscle seems to be full of enjoyment.

This death reminded Roger of something Henrik had said to him.

"Is there anyone taking this task?"

Roger asked.

Dickinson took the information from Roger's hand, and he looked through it, "To be honest, I don't recommend that you accept this task. ”

He pointed to the location of the mission above.

"Although this village is marked on the periphery of Crescent City, it is actually out of the control of Crescent City."

"Maybe you don't know, only the area around Crescent City is relatively safe there, and if you leave Crescent City, you may encounter deadly monsters at any time!"

"What level of enemies will appear?"

"Full Moon Witch level?"

Roger asked.

"How is that possible?"

"Around Crescent Moon City, the full moon level combat power has almost reached its peak, and it is not easy to encounter at all, and the actions of this kind of monster will receive special attention."

"As long as it's not at the full moon level."

Roger breathed a sigh of relief, if it was only a Crescent level enemy, even if he couldn't beat it, he would have a great chance of being able to escape.

"Looks like I've found a strong ally."

A smile appeared on Dickinson's face, the stronger Roger grew up, the safer he would be.

He thought to himself, and felt that he needed to add a little more leverage to Roger.

"That's it."

Roger decided, "In addition, according to the regulations, I hope to have the support of the Hunters' Guild during the completion of this mission. ”

"Send me an assistant."

"Henrik."

"No problem." Dickinson took a pen and jotted it down on a piece of paper.

"Since there are so many dangers in the area outside Crescent City, why hasn't the Hunter Guild found a way to clean up these dangers?"

Roger asked, questioning the doubts in his mind.

"The first is that it can't be done, and the second is that it's not necessary."

Dickinson smiled, "I think you should have noticed a problem, and that is that the combat power around Crescent City is limited to a certain range. ”

Roger nodded, something he had only recently learned.

"The Cursed Land is like a cancer that exists in this world, and tumors can grow, many years ago, Crescent City was just an ordinary Cursed Land."

"But because of some accidents that led to a large-scale outbreak of monsters, there was no way, so the union sent high-level combatants to clean up."

"Although the spread of monsters was temporarily contained, it didn't take long for the entire area to expand wildly as if it had been stimulated, and at the same time, more powerful monsters were born."

Dickinson made an analogy.

"Have you ever seen a virus?"

"What doesn't kill it will only make it stronger."

"If you can't end the world synchronization, you can't completely close this place, and the hidden dangers will always exist."

"We are like aliens among humans, and the Cursed Lands are aliens within the world."

"Go and prepare, there is an urgent need for transcendental-level combat power, I think it won't be long before your application can be approved."

He glanced at Roger, "By the time you finish your task, the time should be just right, and I'll take you to meet a few new friends." ”

Dickinson seemed to mean something, and Roger knew that the new friends he was talking about were otherworldly souls like them.

"About the ...... of the Soul Transfer You Say"

Roger asked tentatively.

"It's not the time yet, I need to find the right body, and you're a little bit weaker."

"What do I need to do?"

"Wait patiently, my friend."

Roger could see that Dickinson was hiding something, but he didn't ask much, and everything would wait until he had completed his mission.

Leaving the University of Bordeaux, Roger returned to his house, he seriously improved his strength, and although the speed of mental growth had decreased, it was still acceptable.

In just a few days, the newly formed spiritual power was quite large-scale, and it could form a weak spiritual ring.

When this group of spiritual power grows to the limit, Roger should be able to try to solidify the new French seal model.

A few days later, he and Henrik got the news at the same time, and the two of them prepared to come to the Hunter's Branch.

Compared to the last time, this time there were significantly fewer people in the hall, and it seemed that the terrifying casualty ratio still scared off the vast majority of people.

Wear the badge of the Hunter's Guild and ride the elevator all the way down to the deepest underground.

The elevator opened, and a huge iron gate about 10 meters high appeared in front of the two of them, and there were a few demon hunters waiting around them.

"It's your new gear."

Someone handed Roger two sets of clothes, tight-fitting pants, I don't know what kind of animal leather they were made of, they looked soft but extremely tough.

The color of the clothes is dark overall, there is not much decoration on it, the cut is very fitting, and everything is in the service of battle.

After changing his clothes, Roger tied his long hair back behind his head, and the original urban youth disappeared, revealing a demon hunter with a resolute face in the mirror.

"I have to admit that this outfit matches you very well."

Henrik was once more serious.

"Click!"

Clamping the steel sword into the groove on the belt on his back, Roger was also very satisfied with his current appearance.

"Welcome to Crescent City."

The iron door was pushed open a crack, and everyone rushed in, the white light in front of them flashed away, and when the sight returned to normal, what appeared in front of Roger's eyes was a Gothic bluestone building.

Dangdang!

Behind the towering city walls came the faint sound of bells.

"Someone else is dead."

A voice came, and Roger followed the voice, a young man in a straitjacket was talking to his companion, and he noticed Roger's gaze, and the contempt in his eyes flashed.

"Be careful, maybe next time, this bell will ring for you!"

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