Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 235 - Chapter 235 Chapter 235 Harvest

Chapter 235: Chapter 235: Harvest Chapter 235: Chapter 235: Harvest In the hotel room.

Egger paced back and forth, visibly perturbed. As a Spirit Medium, she often sensed emotional fluctuations that heralded impending events.

After a moment of thought, she locked the door and set up the necessary precautions.

Slipping into her slippers, she lay on the bed and then slowly closed her eyes.

Her thoughts sank and she was drawn into a dream.

After a while, Egger opened her eyes again, but this time her face looked terribly upset.

The omen from the dream was not good; she felt as if she had missed an important opportunity.

Just as she was about to call out to Nicole, who was sitting outside, a sudden idea popped into her mind, and she took out her cell phone to contact another one of her disciples.

Meanwhile, Roger and Hathaway left accompanied by Terry.

“You really dare to ask,” Terry said, eyeing Roger with a strange look.

“Every weapon crafted by the teacher is of superb quality, and the enchanted bullets he makes are sold individually. You actually want to get them by the truckload?”

“Haha.”

Roger chuckled.

“Mr. Heller must be too busy to handle it himself, but doesn’t he have many excellent disciples like you?”

“Together we could slowly make them…” Seeing the stiffness on Terry’s face, Roger swallowed the rest of his words.

The progress of events was smoother than Roger had imagined. Heller was very generous, and behind him stood a huge Spirit Medium conglomerate. Winning his friendship was far more important than a simple monetary reward.

Heller gave Roger a badge, which would allow him to enjoy substantial discounts when purchasing Spiritual Energy Bullets and weapons from any establishment under the influence of the Hunters Guild.

In addition, the Spirit Medium’s information network was now completely open to Roger. Through Heller, it was convenient for him to collect information or purchase Transcendent Materials.

After all, Henrik’s authority was limited, and there were some items he had no clearance to purchase. At this point, it was no longer a matter of money but of qualifications.

This was the most substantial aid to Roger.

Improvement of strength was inseparable from Alchemy Potions. If he had to collect all the materials himself, it would take too much time and effort.

Gwent Cards provided significant assistance to almost all low-tier Spirit Mediums, and it seemed like Heller was planning to promote them extensively.

Of course, no one does things for free. The materials for crafting Gwent Cards, although not rare, were also quite valuable.

During the selling process, there would certainly be profits, and Roger needed to do nothing but provide the crafting method and maintain subsequent improvements.

He would enjoy 30% of the profits alone!

This was a staggering amount of wealth. In fact, Heller was not concerned about the money but the perfection of the work to follow.

He believed that Gwent Cards had great potential yet to be tapped.

Soon, Roger would be completely free from financial constraints. With this solid financial backing, he could fulfill his own visions.

His properties would span the globe.

Villas, manors, castles, and even private islands–all would be his.

“This is an extra gift from the teacher,” Terry said, handing Roger a white oak box with intricate patterns etched on it before parting.

“What’s inside?”

Roger casually opened the wooden box, and a peculiar scent rushed out. Inside lay three bullets that appeared to be made of wood.

“Wooden bullets…”

Could they be used? Swallowing the rest of his words, he looked at Terry with a puzzled face.

“As you see, these three bullets are indeed made of wood, but not just any wood. The teacher has put a lot of effort into infusing them with the proper strength of Spiritual Energy,” Terry said, holding up three fingers with pride.

“If used correctly, three bullets are enough to kill three enemies of the New Moon tier!”

“That powerful?”

Roger inhaled sharply. He remembered Julianne’s strength vividly; picking up a bullet, he found it hard to believe that such a thin layer of Energy coating it could possess such terrifying power.

Of course, even the best weapon needs to hit the target to be effective.

This elder gentleman…

Roger shook his head helplessly.

He didn’t believe Heller couldn’t see the direction in which he was training, and yet he still gave him three bullets that he rarely used.

This old man appeared very serious, but he hid a quirky temperament.

It was obviously because he had just quote-unquote asked for the moon…

“Mr. Heller is well-known, these three bullets, if sold, would probably fetch a pretty penny or a lot of Transcendent Materials, right?”

Roger suddenly asked.

The pride on Terry’s face vanished in an instant, his face stretching long.

“What?”

“You’re going to sell them?!”

He widened his eyes.

“Such precious things…”

“Looks like they are indeed quite valuable,” Roger interrupted Terry’s words.

“Please relay back to Mr. Heller and tell him I really like the gift he gave me.”

Roger’s face was sincere.

He had hardly had the chance to buy a house with the fortune he got last time before it nearly ran out, and although he had agreed to collaborate with Heller, it wouldn’t produce profits quickly.

Now he had three bullets.

Well… give one to Henrik, keep one for himself, and sell one.

It seemed like a reasonable plan.

At least he should be able to scrape together just enough materials for the next phase of his training.

Having almost fully recovered, he was eager to open a new Dharma Seal and continue the Dream Trials.

“You…”

“Forget it, I’ve already given them to you, do as you please!”

Terry turned away, leaving without even saying goodbye, clearly miffed.

“No matter how good the item, it’s key to transform it into strength that truly belongs to oneself.”

“Terry, don’t forget to remind Mr. Heller that he promised to help me find clues about that person.”

“Got it!”

Terry’s voice came from a distance.

“I’ll let you know as soon as there’s news.”

Roger nodded, recalling how he had just asked Heller to help find clues about the female Night Demon. Although Spirit Mediums don’t engage directly in combat, their divination skills and supportive roles often give them access to a lot of information.

With an additional channel, he might find clues to the female Night Demon sooner rather than later.

“Thank you, Roger.”

Hathaway’s voice came from beside him. With Roger’s efforts, Hathaway had become Heller’s half-disciple.

For Hathaway, this was like a godsend.

It was many times better than they had initially imagined.

The girl’s eyes sparkled with a fervent glow.

“How can I ever thank you?”

There was no longer any need to attend the exchange meetings in the afternoon and the next day, so Hathaway now had plenty of time.

Understanding the meaning in the girl’s eyes, Roger looked up at the sky.

Would it be too soon for that kind of thing now?

How about a round of Gwent Cards first?

Having gained the friendship of a High Tier Spirit Medium, opened up a new channel for information and trade, and secured a stable and substantial source of funds, a deck of Gwent Cards had helped Roger solve many problems in just a few days.

Everything was coming to a close, and it was time to head back to Bordeaux.

While he was basking in success, Egger, who was gathering information to uncover the truth, had fallen into a rage.