Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 1020 - 737 Soul Tour

The two people sitting opposite Roger looked peculiar, but after hesitating for a moment, they didn’t read the information on the letter.

Perhaps it was out of some sense of shame.

On the dining table, only Valanie’s voice was heard arguing; she seemed to have forgotten Olivia’s status and just expressed her opinions.

"Regarding the issue above, I think I can manage it." Roger suddenly interrupted the incessant Valanie.

Olivia instantly became interested, "What if the conditions were harsher?"

"For example, interspecies..."

The Governing Officer paused her movements, her face eager to try.

Considering the information on the letter and Olivia’s previous question, it’s indeed easy to cause misunderstandings.

After all, when words like pregnancy and interspecies are pieced together, most people’s minds would instinctively conjure up some strange images...

However, Roger understood the meaning behind Olivia’s words.

A Fifth Tier lifeform should, by any angle, be considered a whole new species.

"We need to analyze specific problems; I require more detailed data."

Roger added at the end, "If they’re ordinary species, it shouldn’t be difficult, but if it involves pure class disparity, things become much more complex."

"Speaking solely about pure physical strength enhancement, I doubt anyone in this room has more authority than me!"

Roger said confidently.

"Oh?"

Olivia raised her eyebrow, her sharp gaze examining Roger; Fellman and Werner sitting opposite him felt pressured by Roger’s confidence.

Roger smiled and slammed the dining table in front of him!

Swoosh!

A shadow flashed through the air, and the next moment, Roger’s hand had already pierced straight through the dining table. Due to the excessive force, half his arm’s sleeve was destroyed.

Yet, the skin exposed under the clothes was unharmed.

"This is..."

Olivia’s expression immediately became solemn; she clearly saw that Roger’s eruption was just pure physical strength.

"This is just First Tier power."

Roger casually tore off the torn sleeve, speaking leisurely, "I can do more."

"What about your soul’s level?"

Olivia seemed not to have any intention of investigating proactively, Roger didn’t hesitate, "The peak of Second Tier, ready to enter the next Tier at any moment."

"Good!"

Olivia clapped her hands, "You are qualified, I want you to enter Third Tier in the shortest possible time, and all the resources consumed in this process will be provided by me."

"I only have one requirement, which is speed!"

"Third Tier?"

Roger frowned, pretending to be contemplating.

"Of course, it is the most basic condition because only by entering Third Tier can you stay in the Soul Realm."

"I will take you on a soul journey together; naturally, there will be matters requiring your resolution!"

Soul journey, Roger noticed that when Olivia mentioned this term, everyone present showed changes in their emotions.

"Seems I won’t be able to meet your requirements." Fellman sighed softly, then silently stood up and paid his respects to everyone.

"Sorry, I think it’s time for me to leave." novelbuddy-cσ๓

Even when refusing, Fellman maintained his polite demeanor, gently pushed his chair back, but strangely, the ordinary wooden chair seemed as if rooted to the ground, no matter how he exerted effort, it didn’t budge.

"Lunch has just begun."

Olivia giggled, then reached out her fair palm, "But since you want to leave, I’ll let you go!"

Blinding golden light flashed from her eyes, Olivia’s attack showed no signs of any imposing force, and she maintained a distance from Fellman.

Yet this simple gesture seemed almost no different from a wave, causing Fellman’s face to change dramatically.

"Stop! Ms. Olivia..."

Puff!

The next second, dazzling silver light shot from Fellman’s eyes, but almost simultaneously, the light in his eyes suddenly extinguished, followed by a shadow struck from his body.

"No...listen to me..."

In the void, a vortex appeared, Fellman’s shadow struggled to be drawn into it, through the vanishing vortex, Roger sensed a familiar power fluctuation.

It was the Soul Realm.

Olivia’s palm struck Fellman’s soul into the Soul Realm.

"Have those decaying nobles infiltrated to such an extent?"

Seems Fellman’s identity is highly problematic; he is very likely a spy sent by the opposite kingdom.

Olivia continued speaking to herself while casually grabbing, a giant vortex appeared again, followed by a shadow being spat out.

Whiz.

After a soft sound, Fellman, originally limp on the chair, trembled slightly, but when he opened his eyes again, there was no trace of composure in his eyes, only emptiness.

"Take him away; I hope to obtain all the information from his soul."

Soon, guards came and dragged the limp Fellman away.

Valanie’s voice had long stopped; the fat person sitting beside Fellman was trembling, only Roger remained calm.

"Can or can’t?"

Olivia tapped the table, asking again.

No matter how many legends one hears, they pale compared to witnessing firsthand.

"If...if it’s just a bit larger in size, I think... I think I could manage."

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