Slap. "

Roger patted the non-existent dust on his hands, and occasionally moving his muscles and bones is a good choice.

That poor man was also a victim, and Roger did not do anything to him, of course.

As for Uma, she obviously did this deliberately. The whole ship is so big, she definitely has a way to find a single passenger without a companion.

No matter how bad it is, this situation can be avoided in advance.

"It seems that control should be strengthened."

Recently, Uma has become more and more bold, and Roger believes that the most correct decision he made is to keep her in Elder.

The harbor behind him has gradually disappeared. After a little episode, Uma also ran to solve the remaining problems, leaving Roger alone by the railing.

Although the times are different, Roger feels that this is the life of a demon hunter.

In the following days, life became trivial and frequent. There were all kinds of entertainment facilities on the cruise ship, from cinemas to casinos, but these entertainment methods did not have much interest for Roger, who was already used to the excitement of the extraordinary world.

During the period, Uma also changed his identities several times, using beauties of different ages and skin colors to provoke Roger.

As for the result.....

Of course the refusal is righteous!

As the days passed, Uma would report the progress of the investigation to Roger every once in a while, but it was a pity that everything seemed to have stalled, and many of the remaining clues stopped in Lingyuan County.

Except for the first few days, Roger later relaxed his mind. Henrik, Amanda and others were well prepared and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, which made him feel good.

He completely forgot about the struggle in the extraordinary world, but started to return to a normal life like an ordinary person.

Until one day, Roger, who was sleeping in the cabin, suddenly woke up. He suddenly sat up, his body trembled uncontrollably, and the pale blood in his body almost broke out!

"what happened?"

Taking a few deep breaths, suppressing the blood of the riot, Roger pushed the door to the deck.

It's late at night, and the corridors are extremely empty except for the tourists who are still relaxing in the entertainment area.

"Dear Sir, it's very windy on the deck, for your health..."

A beautiful woman in a tailored one-line skirt stopped Roger. The clothes were obviously tailor-made for her, which seemed to be broken after making certain actions for convenience.

"Where are we?"

Roger asked, ignoring the emotion in the service staff's eyes.

On this feasting luxury cruise ship, similar things are too common.

"We just crossed the Barrow Strait, and then drove forward for most of the day. From the position..."

Without listening to the service staff's next words, Roger walked quickly to the deck. The time had come to December, and the air outside was extremely cold.

Although this kind of temperature could not affect Roger, it still refreshed him.

"really."

Comparing the geographical location of the world in his mind, Roger quickly estimated the approximate area where the cruise ship was at this time.

The energy seems to have changed in places that ordinary people can't see in mid-air.

"Is this the influence between different worlds?"

"Sure enough, it's amazing."

The power in the body becomes extremely restless, this kind of autonomous activity is like a certain physiological reaction of a man, which is not under his control at all.

Roger must be very careful to constrain his strength.

Especially pale blood.

The cruise ship has five floors, and some of the open-air platforms are semi-enclosed, and barriers have been raised at night, so that you can enjoy the beautiful scenery without worrying about the cold wind outside.

But Roger was on the lowest deck at this time. He walked forward, and there was no one on the deck. Facing the sea, Roger stretched out his palm.

The Fayin in his mind exudes a faint light, and he can feel that this part of the power that comes entirely from the hunter's cabin has not been affected in any way.

It's just as if a swimming fish came to a strange sea.

The French seal in my mind is adapting to the new rules.

With one breath and one inhalation, the light of the Dharma Seal changed from weak to strong.

Clenched his fist, the terrible power exploded in the palm, and the power that belonged to the flesh was not restricted in any way.

This is also easier to understand.

In Roger's view, what was most affected at this time was the power of the pale blood, and the change of the seal was more like assimilation.

He has a hunch that it will not take long to return to normal levels.

"Since the seal has not been affected, what about the sword seal?"

After thinking about it, Roger still suppressed the thought in his mind.

He dived into the deep sea and could find a place to experiment with his thoughts, but in fact there was no need to do so.

It will take a few days to reach the sunrise from the current position, and it should be enough to understand and master one's body.

He also began to face Uma's previous reminder.

This is just a difference in energy, what about more specific issues?

Two days later, Roger had to admit that he underestimated the impact of the rules.

The longer the stay, the closer to the hinterland of the entire Asian region, and the influence from the rules gradually becomes stronger.

This was unexpected by Roger.

He also finally understood why no Western transcendents came to the East across regions.

To be honest, it was not a pleasant experience.

Imagine that you are obviously holding a spear in your hand, but you need to tie it to your leg every day. Roger feels that although his metaphor is vulgar, it can at least reflect the actual situation.

This is Roger, most of his power is reflected in his physical fitness and the seal, and only the pale blood is really affected.

If you change to other transcendents from the West, the impact may be greater, and some spells may lose their effect.

After all, from spell gestures to the transfer of spiritual energy, a simplest spell also contains countless tedious and subtle links.

As long as there is a problem in any one of these links, it is enough to cause the spell to collapse.

Another day later, seeing that the situation still hadn't improved, Roger had no choice but to take the initiative to seal the pale blood in his body.

Let the restless blood fall into a state of silence.

Only then did he escape from that strange state.

"call……"

A modern seaport appeared in front of him, and Roger simply packed his luggage and followed the flow of people off the cruise ship.

As soon as he got off the boat, someone took the initiative to approach him. It was a middle-aged man with a straight face and a very honest appearance. He bowed slightly, and the man stood up and led Roger to walk forward.

Roger found that Uma's ability to arrange these trivial things couldn't be more suitable.

He quickly got in a silver-gray car and left the port.

Without entering the city, the car drove directly onto the expressway. After nearly two hours of trekking, it left the expressway and followed the road away from the city.

The area of ​​the sunrise is much larger than that of the island country that Roger had contacted in his previous life, and the overall area is almost rectangular. Because of the increase in area, its transnational latitude area has also increased a lot than that of the island country.

Luo Jie's Lingyuan County at this time is close to the southern seaport of Sunrise. Although it has already arrived in December, the temperature has dropped, but the lowest temperature can still be maintained above zero.

Therefore, the car can still see the green on both sides when passing on the highway.

After coming here, Roger could clearly feel the difference between Uma, the distance is too large, and he is in Asia, Uma can no longer really control the body of an ordinary person like before.

She used shadows to plant subtle thoughts on her body, and then used them to serve Roger.

There was no word all the way. It was noon when Roger got off the boat, but he went around at the end. When the car stopped to a yard, the setting sun went down and the sky was dyed red.

Roger didn't know anything about the sunrise. He should be near the edge of the city, roughly similar to a small town.

The surrounding area is highly modernized, but at the same time, you can see some obvious style buildings.

It is different from the complete modernization of the towns and cities in Menia.

The small town at sunrise can always make people aware of the heaviness and vicissitudes of history handed down in modern times.

From a distance, you can see neat fields and spacious houses and courtyards. To be honest, because of something in his bones, Roger still feels that the scenery in front of him is more cordial.

The door was unlocked, so he pushed it and walked in.

Oh oh oh!

This is a typical Japanese-style courtyard, but it can be seen that the owner of the yard is not willing to take care of it often. The plants on the side of the path are messy, and Roger walks along the cobblestone path.

The closer you get, the more obvious the sound you heard before.

In addition, Roger also heard fast pace and steady breathing.

The yard is very large, passing through the trails and gardens in front, an old building appeared in front of him, and the sound Roger had heard before came from that direction.

He walked to the door and looked into the room following the sound.

There is no decoration in the open house, and all kinds of weapons are hung on the surrounding walls, but it can be seen that most of them are just furnishings.

It's just that there is a shrine-like area in the middle of the hall directly opposite the entrance, but strangely, there is no statue on the table, and no futon next to the floor.

The afterglow of the sun made the colors in the room a bit strange, and the empty shrine in the light and shadow changes looked like an open huge mouth.

This is a martial arts field.

A vigorous figure jumped, and the weapon in his hand swung away like mercury venting to the ground.

To be honest, this is the first time Roger has seen extraordinary people practicing swordsmanship after coming to this world.

Or is it sword art?

At sunrise, the overall shape of the traditional sword is slightly curved, and this weapon has a high degree of recognition.

But at this time, the weapon in the hand of this extraordinary man looked like a half-edged sword, but it was much narrower than the long sword Roger used normally.

Roger did not interrupt the opponent, but stood at the door and watched quietly.

The new sword seal needs to understand more of the profound meaning of swordsmanship, and the several swordsmanship that the Hunter's Lodge once provided to Roger has been somewhat lagging behind.

After just a few glances, Roger was surprised to find that although this set of swordsmanship looks ordinary, it has a solid foundation and is not a so-called killer move simply used for combat.

Rather, it was a brilliant swordsmanship with a certain level of sword theory. Although it was far from being a swordsman, it was considered very rare considering the strength of the opponent.

Roger squinted his eyes and estimated the opponent's strength in his mind.

"Second-order peak."

It is neither high nor low, and it can be regarded as the level that a normal elite in an extraordinary world should possess.

After Xingyun Liushui's posture ended, the vigorous figure stopped and returned the sword to its sheath. The man walked to the shrine and placed the weapon in his hand upright on it.

Turning his head, a heroic face appeared in front of Roger.

The white and excessive skin is not the white of the Western race, but the black short hair that is like a beautiful jade, the small nose is slightly upturned, and the ruddy lips are tightly pressed together.

The sun had set, and the sky outside became dim, but in the room Roger could still see the bright eyes on the flawless face.

Dark and smart.

Seeing this delicate face, Roger was in a good mood and couldn't help but smile.

To be honest, in the past six months or so, he has moved around in Menia and Europe and saw too many Western faces. At this time, seeing an Asian face with black hair and black pupils that fully meets his aesthetic standards still feels extremely cordial.

He looked down, swept across the white and flat neck, and the snow-white collars overlapped, and Roger jumped over the girl's slightly normal chest.

Despite the strenuous activity, the girl's samurai clothes were still very flat, her waist tightened, and a black ribbon passed through.

White and black form a sharp contrast, so that an extremely simple piece of clothing becomes three-dimensional.

He continued to move his gaze down, passing his straight legs and white ankles.

"You are Roger?!"

A cold snort came.

Roger raised his head and saw the anger on the girl's face.

"Sorry."

He admitted that his actions just now were a bit too much.

"it's me."

Roger stepped forward subconsciously, but in the next second a sharp gaze came, "Stop!"

"You can't come in here!"

Looking at the clean floor, Roger understood something instantly, and he took a half step back~lightnovelpub.net~ and glanced at the girl suspiciously.

"Are you alone here?"

"Or is there someone else?"

Roger remembers that Uma told him before he set off that the so-called host was him, not her.

"What do you mean?" The girl immediately became vigilant, wondering if it was an illusion that Roger even thought she was going to attack herself.

"Uh... don't get me wrong."

"I don't know what to call you yet."

"Sunset Qianxia."

The girl put on her shoes and socks and walked out of the room.

"Come with me, I will take you to where you live."

She walked ahead, Roger followed closely behind.

"I have to tell you clearly in advance that there is something I have accepted from Mrs. Butterfly, and I will do what I promised her."

The girl stopped, glanced back at Roger, and then moved on.

"I am willing to guide you in your cultivation, but I hope you understand that the profound meaning is the foundation of a family's inheritance, and I will not give it to you."

"If you want, I can guide you in basic practice and teach you the swordsmanship you have just practiced."

"At the same time, you can follow the whole process when I go out to perform exorcism missions. I will try my best to ensure your safety, but if the danger exceeds the scope of my ability."

The girl breathed slightly, "At that time, I can only create opportunities for you to escape. As for whether you can survive, it depends on your luck."

Higurashi Chika stopped, and he looked back at Roger.

"If you can accept it, please go in with me. If not, then I can only return what I received and send you away."

Seeing the girl's serious face, Roger smiled slightly.

"Accept, of course I will accept!"

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