Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 1067 - 760: Is There a Pendant Missing on Your Thigh?_2

Chapter 1067: Chapter 760: Is There a Pendant Missing on Your Thigh?_2

But the next moment, Emil’s mechanical voice echoed in his ear, "He replenished a bit of vitality..."

Alright... Compared to power and the future, it seems dignity and pride are not things that cannot be forsaken.

Besides, Mr. Roger’s strength is indeed formidable, which even my uncle acknowledged, so becoming his... follower doesn’t seem unacceptable.

Thinking this, Kenneth closed his eyes and steeled his heart.

"If you’re still hesitant, give it some thought," Roger suddenly spoke, extinguishing the courage Kenneth had barely mustered.

"I have matters to attend to; if you figure it out, feel free to find me anytime."

Kenneth sighed, watching Roger’s back disappear from sight.

Before he could regain his senses, a low voice reached his ear.

"A true disgrace to the Silver Dragon Clan, where is your pride?"

Kenneth turned around to see Emil’s angry eyes.

"I didn’t say anything."

Kenneth clearly had no intention of admitting his thoughts.

"Some things are disgraceful even to think about!" Emil snapped.

"Have you forgotten the Silver Dragon Clan’s motto?" he asked urgently.

"Honor above all," Kenneth replied nonchalantly.

"It’s good that you remember," Emil’s expression softened slightly.

"I understand your point, Uncle, but I also know that after that motto, there’s another line."

"And that is: Might is paramount!"

"Honor is important; it is our bottom line and pride, but only strength is the sole truth."

"And this is also the reason why our Silver Dragon Clan can be passed down and hold an important seat in the Dragon Court!"

Kenneth’s chest heaved, and as Emil seemed about to say more, he stepped forward.

"I want to enter the Fifth Tier, enter the Fifth Tier here!"

"Are you crazy?!"

"Your accumulation is far from enough; don’t ruin your future out of a moment’s impulse."

"I’m not crazy!" Kenneth’s gaze was firm.

"Because I know, if I don’t do this, then in the final ritual, you will surely die!"

"What?"

The panic on his face flickered and disappeared.

"What nonsense are you talking?"

"I am your kin; there are things you can’t hide from me."

Kenneth refused to budge.

"This isn’t something you can solve at your current stage. Since I brought you here, I can certainly take you back. What comes next is what you should worry about."

Emil was unwilling to continue the conversation and leaned back against the wall, quickly disappearing from sight.

"I will not give up!"

Emil’s questioning only firmed Kenneth’s thoughts.

He had already decided to actively seek out Roger, willing to pay any price to trade for abundant vitality.

Meanwhile, at the corridor’s end, Roger turned a corner and vanished completely into the air. Simultaneously, the thin noble boy opened his eyes again.

Although he had countless ways to conceal the truth from Chloe, even continuing to manipulate the girl for his use,

but after some time of interaction, Roger felt a growing goodwill towards Chloe, and on such matters, he decided not to lie.

And he believed that with Chloe’s intelligence, the events that had happened earlier were enough for her to guess some truth.

"Ro...Roger, young master."

Climbing the stairs, in the hallway, he encountered Emily, who was slightly flustered. Seeing Roger, Emily instinctively lowered her head to salute.

But this time, there was a bit more panic on her face.

"Miss Chloe is taking a bath; it’s not convenient to disturb her right now." ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Her heart sped up, and Emily glanced at Roger, then quickly averted her gaze.

"Don’t overthink it, go on down."

Roger chuckled, patted Emily’s shoulder, and brushed past her.

"Sir."

A few steps out, Emily’s voice came again from behind.

Roger turned around, and the fragile girl mustered her courage, her hands nervously clenched together, her lips white from tension. Despite her rapid breathing, she forced herself to calm down.

"Sir..."

"Everything will be alright, won’t it?"

Emily apparently also guessed something.

At this moment, in her bright eyes, the thing called hope was nearly extinguished.

"Of course."

Roger answered without hesitation.

"Everything will be fine."

"I promise!"

"I believe you."

Ivy turned her sad expression to joy, a smile blossoming on her face again.

"You probably don’t realize how heavy those words of promise are." Roger smiled slightly.

"I really don’t know."

"But since it’s you saying it, I’m willing to believe."

"Because you opened a new world for me, completely changed my fate."

A sudden blush appeared on Ivy’s face, she bowed and took her leave.

Compared to just now, her steps had become much lighter.

Roger sighed lightly; this girl was fine, but the key was the one in the room.

He thought he could quickly rid himself of the manipulation and end the connection with Chloe, but some subsequent events only strengthened this relationship.

And now, he could feel that between him and Chloe, there was no longer the simple connection of before but rather an inexplicable bond.

A convergence of fate.

Previously, to prevent Chloe and others from being affected by Tristramy through the Fate Coin, Roger had to use a portion of the coin’s power to forcibly hide their fate tracks.

And now, after some time, Roger had already sensed the immense power of fate.

It was hard to explain, but this kind of fate-related entanglement is difficult to sever.

Knock, knock, knock.

Roger gently knocked on the door.

The sound of water splashing came from the room.

But Roger was undeterred, the frequency and strength of his knocking unchanged.

Being a transcendent, even while bathing, it’s impossible not to notice changes in the surrounding environment.

And Chloe’s behavior had already reflected some of her innermost thoughts.

"Is that you, Roger...? Sis is bathing; I’m a bit tired today. If there’s something, let’s talk tomorrow."

Soon, the sound of water in the room grew louder.

Roger didn’t continue knocking but didn’t leave either, just stood silently in front of the door.

"What are you thinking?"

"Planning to peek at Sis bathing?"

Chloe’s voice came from the room, sounding lighthearted and tinged with a hint of reminiscing, "Do you remember, when you were ten, you secretly climbed outside the window to peek at me bathing, accidentally fell off and broke your leg?"

"Because of this incident, you had to recuperate for three whole months, but after you healed, Father personally broke your other leg."

"Haha, he said your behavior tainted the noble tradition, if Mother hadn’t intervened, well... the leg that healed might have been broken too."

Chloe said with a gleeful tone.

"Oh, and that year Avril was invited by me to our house, you were all attentive and fawning, even wanted to sneak into her room at night..."

"You’ve been this way since you were little, doing things hastily, simple-minded, easily fooled, though you’ve changed a lot now, it’s still somewhat worrisome."

Pulling away from past memories, Chloe’s voice grew softer, yet Roger still remained silent, just quietly standing there.

At that moment, the body he was controlling had clearly been dead, but inside the body, due to the flow of vitality, slight changes seemed to occur with Chloe’s narrative.

Roger didn’t know if it was due to emotional fluctuations causing the change, or a bit of inherent instinct remaining in the body.

Chloe kept talking nonstop, recalling the past, recounting the present, and looking to the future, the sound of water in the room had long ceased, leaving only Chloe’s voice echoing.

It’s as if she dared not stop, or feared what she had to face after stopping.

Her breathing became rapid, emotions fluctuating, her voice slightly hoarse.

Finally, at a certain moment, Chloe’s voice abruptly halted.

Then, after a long silence, a slightly teary voice rang out.

"Please leave, I’m begging you."

When the truth is too cruel, it’s no longer needed by people.

Sighing, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Roger’s mouth.

"I haven’t heard about the past for a long time, have a good rest."

"See you tomorrow."

He turned and left, immediately a relieved sound came from Chloe behind the door.

"Good night, Roger."

Pausing slightly, Roger responded.

"Good night, Chloe."

At this moment, he made a new decision.

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