Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 160 - (3) Investigation about the Saint Heir

Chapter 160 -160 (3) Investigation about the Saint Heir Chapter 160 -160 (3) Investigation about the Saint Heir Early the next morning, when Roger opened his eyes, the scenes from last night flashed before him. He turned over and the fragrance on the bed was still there, but the person was already gone.

Under the wooden box on the nightstand, there was a note pressed down.

“You were great, an unforgettable night.”

Beneath it was a drawing of a smiling face by the girl.

“Did I just get seduced?”

Roger got out of bed and went downstairs to find everyone else had already left. He only caught Veronia’s meaningful gaze.

“So you like those kind of green young girls.”

After a night’s rest, she looked much better, lounging on the couch even her loose homewear couldn’t hide her graceful curves.

She stretched lazily and looked up at Roger, “There’s no one else in the house now, if you want to take back your words it’s not too late.”

“This is your last chance.”

There was a hint of teasing in Veronia’s eyes, but Roger read something else from her face.

“What happened?”

Veronia sighed, “That shape-shifting monster you mentioned has been impersonating me while I was gone. It has been running amok and has completely ruined my reputation.”

“I can’t stay in Bordeaux City any longer, which is why I plan to leave this place and start afresh, with a new environment and a new mood.”

“The next time we meet, if you want to do something, you’ll have to charm me with your own charisma.”

Roger smiled.

“Let’s wait for the next time then, I’m very confident in my charm.”

After a quick breakfast, Roger and Veronia waved goodbye to each other.

They belonged to different worlds. After their brief encounter, they would continue on their separate paths, perhaps never to meet again.

“Hold on!”

Upon reaching the door, Veronia casually tossed a set of car keys to him.

“Your car was taken away.”

“This is for you,”

“Consider it a token of my gratitude for not taking advantage of me that night.”

“Then I’ll accept it.”

Roger didn’t refuse either.

“You’ve earned the friendship of a Demon Hunter, of course, I hope you never need to call on me.”

Veronia couldn’t help but shiver.

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“Alright then, let’s not meet again.”

He pushed open the door, and the sunshine outside was just right. Roger went to the garage.

The car he had driven was the one Henrik provided for him during their mission to Swamp Town.

Technically, it was property of the Hunters Guild. Roger had used it a few times, and now that Henrik had been suspended, the car naturally had to be returned.

Once the money from selling the gold coins was in his account, Roger had planned to buy a car, but now, Veronia’s generosity had spared him a lot of trouble.

Veronia had thoughtfully given Roger an off-road vehicle with excellent performance.

Considering the places they often went to, the car was very practical.

The paperwork and documents, everything was new, and obviously, this car had been specially prepared by Veronia for Roger.

With the power of money, everything was ready in just one night.

Roger made a call to Henrik. Although he had been suspended, the previous incident was too important. The slightest carelessness could affect the lives of tens of thousands of ordinary people.

After reporting the incident to the Hunters Guild, it quickly got Linda’s attention, and the Hunters Guild sent people to seal the villa and carry out a thorough investigation.

Henrik said that even higher-up personages had taken notice of the affair, and it was said that special investigators would soon come to Bordeaux City.

After ending the call with Henrik, Roger made a call to Ingmar. To be honest, it felt a bit odd to him to be calling his mother the night after…

The next day, calling his mother, Roger wasn’t quite used to it.

However, Ingmar on the other end seemed very relaxed. Maybe in the Western World, this sort of thing was common.

“You want to know about the Saint Heir’s Advent?”

Roger certainly hadn’t forgotten the original reason he and Henrik started looking for Ingmar.

It was also the issue he urgently needed to resolve.

“Did Henrik tell you that?”

“He didn’t really say much, just mentioned that you had the relevant information and then took me to the bar.”

Ingmar on the other end of the phone fell silent for a moment, “I have some things on my hands right now and can’t get away. How about tonight? Tonight, go to Hunter’s Bar, I’ll be waiting for you there.”

“Alright.”

They agreed on a time and then hung up.

He had been missing for two days, and Roger had intended to rush back to Baytown today. However, since he had to meet with Ingmar in the evening, it wasn’t worth the hassle of going back and forth, so he called Adeline to briefly reassure her.

Without news from Roger for several days, Adeline was naturally worried. Fortunately, Roger had informed her in advance that he would be undergoing some intensive training in Bordeaux City.

After patiently listening to Adeline’s instructions, Roger called Amanda.

The moment the call connected, the red-haired girl lowered her voice, “I’ve already contacted the lady.”

“Margaret?”

“Yes, but she told me to get ready to go to Bordeaux City for some learning soon.”

“Goodness, that’s going to last a long time. What should I say to Mom?”

“Are you going to tell her that your daughter is going to learn magic?”

The academic year at Baytown High School had already ended, and students were gradually going on holiday. Due to a previous incident, Amanda had essentially started her vacation early, so she had plenty of time, just lacking a reasonable excuse.

Roger thought for a moment.

“First, find time to come to Bordeaux City and understand Lady Margaret’s arrangements. I’ll think of a way to help you with the rest.”

“That sounds good.”

Amanda nodded.

“Roger, I have to tell you something. Something amazing has happened to my body; I can actually…”

“Amanda!”

Adeline’s call could be heard.

“Come and help me with this.”

“I’ll talk to you later.”

With no other choice, Amanda quickly hung up.

After the call, Roger found himself with nothing to do, so on a whim, he drove to the music academy that Henrik had arranged for him.

If he was going to pretend, he might as well take the opportunity to learn a little about it.

With nothing else to attend to the whole day, Roger drove to the Bordeaux City library and found the map of Rose Street and the nearby districts.

Following the map as his guide, he began investigating the historical background of the entire district, from recent to old times. The information was vast and involved many famous local families. By evening, he still hadn’t found the information he was looking for.

Checking the time, Roger directly drove to Hunter’s Bar.

Coming to the bar for the second time, he didn’t expect that Vincent would remember him.

“Beer?”

Vincent asked tentatively.

Roger shook his head, ordered a glass of water, and took a seat where he’d sat before. It wasn’t long before the bar door opened, and Ingmar walked in alone.

As soon as she sat down, she cut to the chase, “Did you find the Saint Heir’s trail?”