Demon Hunter and His Hut

Chapter 816: 1 student

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"It's dinner kids!"

Andrin wiped her hands dry and shouted in the direction upstairs. As soon as Roger stood up, a girl leaned out half of the door.

"Come on, mom baked her best cookie tonight, we must be faster, otherwise we will definitely be caught by Jack..."

"Hmph, I knew you would call Roger for dinner in the first place." A boy leaned forward, with a teasing smile on his face.

"WOW, I see, you must..."

"Shut up!" The red-haired girl roughly grabbed the boy by the collar. But she soon realized something, and turned her head to squeeze an awkward smile at Roger.

"You go down first, I'll be there later." Roger didn't expect that as a traverser, he would one day integrate into a strange family.

After he left the island, he was taken to the police station in Bay Town. His amnesia could not be traced back to him. Roger's situation was very embarrassing. If it weren't for the border area, he would have been regarded as a smuggler.

But fortunately, I met the kind-hearted Andrine, and then he came here in a daze.

The town has simple folk customs, close to the sea, and the temperature is good. I have to say that it is really a good place to live. Not long after he came here, Roger became involved in it.

Both Andrew and her children Amanda and Jack welcomed Roger's arrival very much.

As a traverser, Roger could not find any special place in himself, and he could only regard this as a strange start from the beginning.

Thinking about things in his heart, Roger had already come downstairs and sat down at the dining table.

"What's the matter, I can't get used to eating..."

A gentle voice sounded, and Roger then recovered and shook his head hurriedly.

"No, I'm just thinking about the wooden house in the woods. The damage is a bit serious, and it does take some effort to repair it."

Roger had to change the subject.

"Boys just can't stay free." Andrine smiled, "Soon I will have a big holiday, when we can buy tools, we can go there to help you together."

"Awesome!" Jack agreed with his hands up.

Every boy's heart may have longed for a secret base of his own.

"Is school life still used to it?"

Andrin turned the subject away.

"Everything is fine." Roger answered while putting some salad on the plate.

"It's very good, especially Teacher Anna, who instructed our history." Amanda interrupted suddenly.

"Ms. Anna?" Andrin was taken aback for a moment, but she quickly matched this name with a certain face in her memory.

"Is that Anna from the Lietta family?"

"Which one can there be?" Amanda pouted.

"I don't know why. Anna seems to care about Roger very much. I think she has talked to Roger in private on more than one occasion. To be honest, I really can't think of anything to guide you about history."

There was a sour taste in her tone, and Andrin apparently heard the emotion in her daughter's tone, but she smiled and didn't say much.

"It's about the history of the town. It is said that their family was almost established with this town. Teacher Anna, seeing that I was interested in this aspect, lent me some books handed down by their family." Roger explained A few sentences.

He couldn't say why, but the surrounding environment and life made him extremely comfortable, and some of them always made him feel familiar.

"I also heard that in addition to history, your results in other subjects are also very good. According to this trend, it is very likely that you will enter a prestigious school in the future." Andrin casually encouraged a few words.

"Oh, yes, where are Ivy and Kant, have you been there recently?"

"Ivy is very fond of you. To be honest, it is a lucky thing that you happened to meet them at sea, so if time permits, you can visit them more."

"I will." Roger smiled awkwardly.

Ivy had a good impression of him, but Kant... seemed not too far away from disgust.

The two of them seemed to have feuds in their previous lives, and they were always a little out of sync. It didn't take long for Kant to get along with each other and couldn't help getting angry.

Roger has nothing to do with this.

After eating, Roger returned to his room. The window in front of his desk was facing the road. At this time, the sky was slightly dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun was shining on the street.

The town is small and there is no nightlife at night, so at this time, there are very few pedestrians on the street.

Roger opened the window to let the humid wind from the sea blow into the room.

The life of the traverse is calm, there are no golden fingers, and nothing weird. It is the same as his previous life, ordinary and ordinary.

Looking at the gradually bleak street, the inexplicable logic was faintly melancholy.

He can't tell where this emotion comes from, but it's hard to be happy.

It's as if he missed some important people and equally important things.

"Ordinary is blessing." Roger can only comfort himself like this.

"I should definitely visit Ivy's house tomorrow. By the way, the hut in the woods must be repaired as soon as possible."

Roger suddenly remembered the dilapidated hut he stumbled upon when he was wandering. According to the people in the town, there was a manor there a long time ago, which was later abandoned and turned into a cemetery.

Roger also specifically asked Anna to borrow notes for inquiries, but he could not find the so-called evidence in Anna's family notes.

Although the environment is suitable, the town is originally surrounded by the sea and forest, so here, it is not surprising that such a hut in the woods is like that.

But for some reason, Roger liked that place very much.

Some moldy wooden boards, humid air, and the area around the hut that was speculated to be a cemetery.

All this made him feel at ease.

It's like home.

"Since God has given me a new life, I can live a good life, and I won't waste my life in vain."

Before turning off the lights and going to bed, Roger silently cheered on himself.

Time flies, and Roger’s face is gradually accepted by the residents of the entire Bay Town. He lives and studies here, secretly helping Amanda flip through the window and jumping over the wall, and risking being discovered by Andrin to participate in the senior student organization prom.

Occasionally, he will try to keep himself young to try some exciting projects, but more often he likes to be alone.

Although the residents here are friendly, he also made a lot of friends, even Amanda forced Roger into the corner in the corridor, and then left a mark on his lips.

At home, she tried to disguise her relationship with Roger, but after leaving the house, she acted unscrupulously.

The girl's heart is as warm as the color of her hair.

Roger likes everything in this town, likes Amanda, likes the friends he meets now, and cherishes everyone's kindness to him.

But for some reason, he only doesn't like who he is now.

The warmth around him was like a wall, which made him feel suffocated.

When he was only hiding in the hunter's cabin alone, he would habitually lie on the hard and even a bit dignified wooden bed, rubbing his fingers with the rough lines of the wooden bed.

Sometimes he would suddenly look in the room like crazy.

But after a while, he could only sit on the ground dejectedly, staring at the house messed up by him in a daze.

And he couldn't share these things with anyone.

So a huge sense of loneliness enveloped him.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he is a good student with excellent character and academics, he is an honest and reliable good brother, a romantic... and strong boyfriend. Bora Novels

It is the best in everyone's eyes.

Life is still going on.

A few years later, Roger completed high school with excellent grades and was admitted to a prestigious school in Bordeaux.

The one responsible for teaching him is Professor Henrik, who is extremely well-known in academia, and this alone is enough to arouse the envy of many people.

After all, he is famous, but it is said that Professor Henrik has not personally instructed students for many years.

Although Amanda did not enter a prestigious university, she was admitted to an excellent university, so the two of them moved out of Bay Town.

I rented an apartment in the nearest place to the two universities and lived a double-night and double-interest life.

They did not quarrel frequently in college like many couples, nor did they have any **** love accidents during the period.

Step by step study and graduation.

Roger's grades are very good, coupled with Henrik's guidance, he became famous as soon as he graduated, but he strangely rejected many offers from companies and chose to stay in school to continue his studies.

He could have risen to the pinnacle of the workplace and become a wealthy elite. Even Roger himself once thought this was his wish.

But when he was really faced with a choice, he didn't hesitate to stay.

Some people think it is because of Amanda, some people think that he wants to be closer to Andrin, of course, these are one of the reasons Roger chose to stay.

But deep in his heart, Roger knew very well that he didn't want to go anywhere, he just wanted to stay in Bordeaux.

In the third year after graduation, he and Amanda got married smoothly and lived happily after marriage. Even if he did not choose another career path, Roger's current achievements were enough to make his family safe.

He bought a castle-style building in Bordeaux that is said to have a century-old heritage. Not only that, but the Bay Town Marsh Town also has his real estate.

But more often, Roger still likes to go back to Bay Town. He often walks on the street alone, walking alone in the woods.

It seems to re-recognize this town inch by inch.

But the longer he was, the more disappointed he became, and accordingly he became more and more silent.

In the fourth year of marriage, he and Amanda had their first child, a girl.

It's a mess, Roger thinks this girl can only be called Adela.

Then came the second and the third.

Work and family life, let him become one of the many beings.

He no longer walks alone, covering up all his emotions.

He, like many husbands and fathers, gave everything for this family.

Twenty years have passed.

Roger was holding the umbrella, and the rain was crackling on it. At this time, his temples were white, and a little moisture had made him feel cold.

With a solemn expression, he watched the coffin of his teacher being buried. The tombstone was an epitaph carved by himself.

Henrik.

A pure scholar.

A clean and self-conscious gentleman.

A great teacher.

Roger was silent.

Although well-known in the world, Henrik was not close to female **** in his life, and did not leave any heirs. Except for part of his inheritance, he was donated, and most of the rest was left to Roger.

A month later, he attended another funeral, this time it was Andrin who died.

She walked very peacefully, Amanda was exceptionally sad, but Roger was surprisingly calm.

He stayed home for a month after that.

When he reappeared, he gave up all his work and stayed away from his current life.

The child has grown up, he walked into the woods, and once again stepped into the hut after long absence.

No one was repairing it, the house at this time had collapsed, and the surrounding area was full of weeds, but in the face of these ruins, Roger showed the most relaxed smile in nearly two decades.

Cut wood and firewood.

There was a clinking sound in the woods soon.

He is getting older and his physical strength is not as good as before, but Roger is still serious about building his own cabin.

This process lasted a full summer.

When the weather turned cold and the sea breeze brought the cold on the other side, Roger started the first fire in his own cabin.

He couldn't tell why, the constant depression made him hard to let go.

Looking at the orange flames, Roger covered his face and wept bitterly in the unmanned cabin.

Although he has a life that countless people envy, all this seems to be arranged, right person, right time.

It's like a play with him as the protagonist on the stage.

From that day on, he never stayed away from this hut.

He brought in water, irrigated the field in front of the door, and from time to time he would hunt for a few small animals in the bushes behind.

Not a gun, but an ancient-looking bow.

He even raised a horse, set up a vine, sat in the shade of a tree in summer and drank, and in winter he drank by the fireplace to keep warm.

Roger is happiest whenever it snows.

The world was covered in pure whiteness, and no sound could be heard quietly around, it seemed that only my own heartbeat was left.

The world is far away and close in front of you.

So one day, the old and old Roger suddenly straightened his waist, the doubt on his face disappeared, and sharp rays of light appeared in his eyes.

It was also from that day that Roger no longer aged.

As time passed, it seemed that this world was left with only this small town, only this wood, and only the last hut and an old man.

Roger raised his head and asked in an unknown direction.

"When will you still sleep me?"

"Isn't this kind of life perfect?"

The strange thing is that Roger's question has been answered~lightnovelpub.net~ The sound is weird, like the friction of the surrounding leaves, like water splashing by the stream, coming from the horizon and ringing from the bottom of my heart.

"This is a perfect life."

"But not mine."

Roger leaned back slowly, then slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, he breathed out his last breath and opened his eyes again.

As a result, the world is broken.

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