Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 159 - (2)

Chapter 159 -159 (2) Chapter 159 -159 (2) The world before his eyes gradually became clear, and when Roger came to his senses again, he found himself sitting on the sofa in the living room of the Veronia villa.

There were three other people beside him.

“Is this real?”

“I actually escaped from that hellish place!”

Suddenly, a voice screaming at the top of its lungs came from upstairs.

“Ingmar, Ingmar, where are you?”

“Thud thud thud!”

“Thump!”

At the staircase, Veronia scrambled down, tumbling and rolling.

When she saw the four people collapsed in the living room, she could no longer control the emotions that had been building up inside her, and she threw herself into Ingmar’s arms, crying loudly.

“Please, don’t disappear, don’t go away!”

“Tell me this is real, okay?”

“Don’t worry.”

Ingmar patted Veronia’s shoulder.

“It’s all over now.”

“We’re back.”

No one knew how much time had passed in the real world, but outside the window, a ray of sunlight shone in, making everyone feel incredibly warm at this moment.

Although it didn’t last long, everyone was exhausted from being tormented, especially Henrik and Ingmar, who were both seriously injured.

Veronia was just an ordinary person, and after such an experience, her mental state was nearly collapsing.

And Hathaway, although a spirit medium with decent spiritual power, had been pushing her limits by continuously expending her energy. By the second half of their ordeal, if it hadn’t been for Roger carrying her, she probably would have died on the road long ago.

When they returned to the real world, she had fallen into a deep, heavy sleep, and Veronia also closed her eyes amid crying.

They were taken upstairs.

The only one who could be considered energetic was Roger. He had driven Henrik to the hospital to get bandaged up, and on the way back, he picked up some food.

By the time he returned to the villa, the sky had turned completely dark.

Veronia and Hathaway were still in a deep sleep, but Henrik and Ingmar, despite their injuries, were Demon Hunters after all, and their constitution was not something ordinary people could match.

After resting for most of the day, they felt much better.

Just as the three of them gathered around the dining table, eating pizza and burgers bought from a fast food restaurant, footsteps came from upstairs, and Cathaway and Veronia came down together.

Although they had eaten some of the food Roger brought in the Different Space, at that time, no one knew how much longer they would have to stay there, so everyone ate quite conservatively.

Finally back in the real world, it was time to treat themselves properly.

No one spoke, the five people just silently ate their food around the table.

“Thank you all!”

Veronia raised her head and said to everyone.

“If it weren’t for you, I might never have made it back.”

“I really don’t know how to thank you, is there anything I can do to help you?”

Ingmar smiled.

“If your father could just increase the compensation a bit, that battle nearly cost me my life,”

she said wearily.

“No problem.”

“I have some assets of my own, not counting what my father gives, I will pay you ten times the agreed price!”

“You don’t need to give it to me, just give it to him,”

Ingmar pointed at Henrik sitting next to her.

“This guy really suffered a loss in this fight.”

Henrik harrumphed twice, a hint of pain showing on his face.

“A demonic weapon, although it’s the lowest and most insignificant kind, it’s not just about money…”

He seemed to be somewhat reluctant.

“Come to my room tonight!”

Ingmar suddenly said.

“Wow, talking about money really hurts the friendship, we’re all good friends here,”

Henrik’s face was plastered with a hypocritical smile.

“You don’t want it?”

Ingmar retorted.

Henrik didn’t make a sound but desperately stuffed his mouth with a hamburger.

“How about you, Mr. Roger?”

“Just now, Hathaway told me that you played a decisive role in the last battle, and that night…”

She paused slightly at this point.

Sure enough, Henrik’s gaze immediately pierced over like a knife.

“I mean…”

“So you two?”

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you, that female sorceress…” As he spoke, he subtly rotated his finger.

“No need, I don’t have any other requests. If you really want to show some appreciation, just give me a sum as a fee,”

“Of course, you don’t have to give it to me, just give it directly to him.”

As he said this, Roger pointed at Henrik sitting opposite.

The battle hadn’t cost Roger much, and he even gained some things from it.

But Henrik truly gave a lot.

His battles were practically fought with cash.

Before, Roger didn’t understand why Henrik wouldn’t use a rifle with more power and a larger magazine, but now he saw that each bullet wasn’t just money, it was gold!

Especially the red pistol that Henrik pulled out at the end.

That was definitely not an ordinary weapon.

Regular bullets could only deal with some simple Transcendent Beings. When it came to Evil Spirits and some other strange creatures, enchantments needed to be added to the bullets.

Whether it was a Spirit Medium’s enchantment or an Exorcist’s Spectral Bullet, the price was extremely high.

And when buying them, it wasn’t just about paying money, many times it involved trading goods for goods.

This made Henrik very cautious in every battle, because one carelessness could lead to losing everything.

For Veronia, paying a bit of money didn’t matter to her; experiencing such events gave her a whole new understanding of the world.

She had no guarantee whether she would encounter similar events in the future, so showing a bit of gratitude at this moment was quite necessary.

After finishing the meal, it had turned completely dark outside. Having just escaped from the Different Space, everyone naturally didn’t plan to stay the night here.

Fortunately, Veronia had another residence not far from the villa, so she invited everyone to stay there.

To tell the truth, even having escaped from the Different Space, Veronia was still somewhat worried, which was why she had shown that gesture of goodwill just before.

It was to provide as much protection for her as possible.

In a strange villa, on an unfamiliar bed, Roger was about to drift into sleep, feeling drowsy.

Just then, there was a soft click at the door, and a slender figure walked in.

Roger turned over.

“Veronia, I told you, you don’t have to do this…”

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In the dimly lit room, Roger saw the newcomer’s face clearly.

“Hathaway?”

“Seems like someone’s disappointed?”

The girl in front of him must have just taken a bath; her hair was still damp. She was wearing a large bathrobe.

As for what was underneath.

Roger swallowed.

“Your room is…”

The next second his lips were sealed.

“Shh!”

She took out a wooden box from behind her and placed it at the foot of the bed, “This is the reward I promised you.”

“Of course.”

“And also me…”