Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 143 - : Anomaly

Chapter 143: Chapter 143: Anomaly

Throughout the entire auction process, Roger kept a wooden expression on his face, but to the other women present, these actions naturally translated to arrogance.

In the end, Ms. Carrot outshone all the others, winning Roger’s ownership with ample funds.

As for Veronica, she did as she said she would do, picking out the oldest one among the crowd, with grey hair and a sigh-inducing stubble, handsome indeed, but clearly an uncle-age man from his years.

“What on earth is Henrik up to, not even properly researching Veronica’s preferences?”

“Or did the old lad deliberately shove me in here because of this Ms. Carrot?”

Roger had a headache. With the place teeming with people, it was naturally not convenient for him to do anything. Next, they would all be taken away, then sent to the rooms of the winners from the auction.

“Hey, buddy, you’re really lucky.”

The curly-haired young man from earlier leaned close to Roger and whispered.

“The one who chose you is a renowned textile merchant from Bordeaux. Don’t be fooled by her foolish appearance here; in reality, she’s a business elite who calls the shots.”

“The most important thing is that she is very wealthy.”

He patted Roger’s shoulder.

“Put in some extra effort, and you might just be able to completely escape your current fate after tonight!”

Not long after entering the room, the tightly closed door was suddenly barged open, and a white, balloon-like mountain of flesh charged in.

“My dear hero, I have come…”

“Slap!”

“Ah…!”

The woman let out a soft grunt, followed by the sound of something heavy hitting the floor.

“I’m sorry, but I still have a mission and can’t stay with you.”

Roger felt he had faithfully executed Henrik’s instructions.

The mission always took precedence.

He quietly closed the door. To protect the privacy of their guests, there were no cameras in the hallway. It seemed this woman, in her haste, was the first to return to the room.

Roger had already asked for Veronica’s room while in line, and he quietly slipped in.

The sound of showering came from the bathroom. With the water running, the person inside was completely unaware that there was an extra person in the room.

Roger carefully took out a small bottle of liquid from his belt. This was something Henrik had given him.

Just a little bit was enough to make the individual enter a state of haziness, during which they would answer any question truthfully.

He approached the bathroom door and knocked gently. The water soon shut off, and a man’s voice came from inside.

“Is that Miss Veronica? Please wait a moment, I’ll be done shortly.”

Thud thud!

Click.

The man opened the bathroom door and was slightly startled to see Roger, but then seemed to understand something.

“Is this a special arrangement…”

“Slap.”

“Ah…”

Like before, the man collapsed on cue.

Dragging the man’s body into the bathroom and shutting the door, Roger applied a bit of the drug to a handkerchief, then quietly hid behind the door.

Soon, the room door opened, and Veronica barged in with a wave of fragrance. Without hesitation, Roger charged forward and pressed the handkerchief to Veronica’s nose and mouth.

Veronica struggled violently, the feedback of strength surprising Roger; the woman exhibited more strength than an average adult male.

But the more violently she struggled, the quicker the drug took effect, and it wasn’t long before she slumped down.

Although puzzled by the unexpected strength displayed by Veronica, the urgency of time meant that after confirming her physical condition, Roger dragged Veronica to a chair.

“I’m going to ask you a few questions now, and you need to answer truthfully.”

Veronica made a series of muffled hums.

“Where is Ingmar, and what happened to her while she was protecting you?”

“Ingmar?”

Veronica shook her head, “The female Demon Hunter?”

“She was eaten, never to return.”

“Eaten?”

Roger was taken aback; this was far from a good answer.

“Who was eaten?”

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“What exactly happened when you were together?”

He continued to press.

“She was eaten.”

Veronica kept repeating.

Roger asked several times, but Veronica gave him only this one answer.

Just then, he heard a flurry of footsteps outside the hallway, and recalling the staff member’s mention of the 18 participants, he knew his identity was very likely already exposed.

“Where did she disappear?”

Time was limited, so Roger had to make his questions as concise as possible.

“At the villa on Rose Street, number 32 by the lake. That’s where she was eaten.”

Finally, Veronica gave a different answer.

Meanwhile, Roger also heard faint voices coming from the corridor.

Fainting, escaping, searching.

He knew that the security personnel here must have found Ms. Carrot, whom he had knocked out.

“When did you start having that strange dream?”

The footsteps were getting closer; they seemed to have searched the nearby rooms already.

Veronica shook her head, “Dream?”

“What dream are you talking about?”

At that moment, a light tapping came from outside the door.

“Miss Veronica, sorry to disturb your rest, we from Dream of Bordeaux have brought you a thoughtful little gift…”

Roger stood quietly behind the door, ready to act at any moment.

He had planned an escape route in his mind, and since these guys were all armed, once a fight broke out…

“Miss Veronica…”

There was no response, and the voice outside started to tense up.

“Hmm~”

Just then, Veronica, lying on the bed, suddenly kicked out, letting out a light moan.

The sound grew louder and louder.

Roger’s eyes widened—if it weren’t for his position at the door, he might truly believe he had done something.

“It’s that thing Henrik gave me…”

Roger looked exasperated, “What the hell is that old pervert up to?”

“Is this thing for interrogating or…”

Hearing the sounds from inside the room, the person outside seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

“We are very sorry for disturbing your mood, if you have any requests, you can make them at any time.”

With that, the footsteps receded and they seemed to have moved to other rooms.

After a while, when he was sure that the hallway was empty, Roger quietly walked out, but before leaving, he suddenly remembered something, ran to the bathroom, and dragged the man out next to Veronica.

“Although I’m not sure what effect this thing has, I can only help you this much.”

Roger wrapped the two together and, following the route from his memory, left the place soundlessly.

With his skills, as long as he didn’t confront a large group head-on, it was almost impossible for normal people to stop him.

After knocking out a few security personnel he encountered, he picked up his own clothes and left Dream of Bordeaux without incident.

This damned place, he swore he didn’t want to come a second time.

But when he found his car parked nearby, he saw Henrik leaning on it with a smug look on his face.

Pretending to check his watch.

“Took you long enough…”

“Heh heh.”

“Looks like you had a pleasant night.”

“Go to hell!”

Seeing Henrik, Roger did not hesitate and flew at him with a kick.