Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 275 - Chapter 275 Chapter 275 On the Importance of Perspective

Chapter 275: Chapter 275: On the Importance of Perspective Chapter 275: Chapter 275: On the Importance of Perspective Dickinson sized up Roger, noting that Roger carried no weapons on him, and his smile became even brighter.

“Thank you for your trust, my friend.”

“Come with me,”

he said, pushing the door open and stepping inside.

A luxuriously decorated hall appeared before them, with a carpet of just the right thickness underfoot and walls adorned with famous paintings from around the world, which Dickinson pointed out to Roger as they walked.

“This is a set of teaware Duke Norman adored over two hundred years ago, and this painting, a masterpiece from a master of the Faku school of surrealism…”

He paused slightly, his gaze momentarily sweeping across Roger’s face.

“We are Transcendents, but wealth in reality holds great significance for us as well. Once the transformation is complete, all this will be yours,”

Dickinson led Roger to a study on the second floor, which was filled with an abundant collection of books. Coming to a cherrywood desk, Dickinson picked up a stack of documents and handed them to Roger.

“Sign here,”

“Once you sign this document, the mansion and all its properties will be yours.”

Click, click!

Dickinson pressed a button on the desk, and the bookshelf behind them slid open to reveal a storeroom that covered a hundred square meters.

Various precious Transcendent materials and herbs were stored within.

“All of this will also be yours,”

he said.

Roger, usually so calm, found his breath quickening with anticipation, “I just hope there’s no connection…”

With so many things, Roger could cultivate for a very long time.

Dickinson pressed the switch again, and the bookshelves closed, “All right, now we can begin the ritual,”

he said, leading Roger out of the study and upstairs to a room on the third floor.

The room was spacious with a huge chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

In the center of the room, a complex Array was drawn, and at its heart, a young man kneeled with his eyes closed.

Click, click, click!

Suddenly, iron bars fell over the windows and the doorway of the room, blocking all the exits.

“Don’t worry, this is just to avoid any unnecessary disturbance,” Dickinson said with a smile, explaining.

Roger didn’t speak but looked carefully at the Array and the man on it, becoming very vigilant after entering the room.

He fervently hoped that Dickinson had no connection with Abraham; that way, he could help Dickinson complete the transformation, and then gain a huge fortune.

Money moves the heart, nobody is exempt from this.

“What do I need to do?”

Roger asked proactively.

“During the transference process, the original owner’s consciousness in this body will resist fiercely against me. The intensity and duration of the conflict will cause irreversible damage to this body,”

Dickinson explained.

“Every time we change bodies, we have to start cultivating from scratch. Different bodies’ qualities and aptitudes affect our promotion speed.”

“So generally, when choosing a body for transformation, we pick those young people who are exceptionally talented and possess a certain level of strength.”

“Their instinct to resist is also much stronger,”

Dickinson glanced at Roger.

“That’s why I need your help, to use a special method to link our consciousness and spirits.”

“Together, we need to suppress the body’s natural resistance, using the shortest time possible, to minimize damage.”

“A mind link?”

Roger frowned deeply.

“Does it have to be this way?”

“If that’s the case, I’m afraid I won’t be able to help you.”

Roger outright refused.

There existed a model of the Hunter’s Cabin within his conscious mind, and for that reason, he could not afford to take such a risk under any circumstances.

“What are you worried about?” Dickinson stepped forward.

“Worried I’ll harm you?”

He scoffed.

“You’re just an ordinary Demon Hunter who has recently become Transcendent, with limited strength and wealth, whereas I…”

Accompanied by a low growl, Dickinson’s aura erupted, and he took another step forward, suddenly growing six inches taller, his originally thin body becoming burly.

“The body I’m using now awakened a bloodline when it became Transcendent. Although the talent is ordinary, it’s still much stronger than that of a Demon Hunter like you.”

Dickinson looked on with disdain.

“There’s no need to argue, your bloodline shows no fluctuations, you’re just the most ordinary Demon Hunter.”

“What right do you have to reject me?!” Dickinson questioned.

“I’m sorry!” Roger said with resolve.

He backed up a few steps, “I think I should leave now.”

The expression on Dickinson’s face became increasingly dangerous, and his aura climbed relentlessly. Roger slowly tensed the muscles in his body, but just when he thought Dickinson was about to strike,

the aura opposite him suddenly receded, and Dickinson’s face revealed a smile, “Sorry, I was too impulsive, I should respect your choice.”

“I’ll return the materials I borrowed from you as soon as possible.”

“Double.”

Roger said.

“No, that won’t be necessary.”

Dickinson grinned, his smile stretching almost to his ears.

“A bit of insignificant materials, no need to return them, compared to those…”

“I’d much rather have you!”

Before his words were even finished, the figure that had been kneeling on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, which were pitch black, and abruptly sprang up from the ground.

Roger had been keeping an eye on the other party’s movements, but before he could react, a sharp swooshing sound came from behind him.

“Someone else is behind me?!”

A shock went through Roger’s mind as he dodged and swept a look behind him.

Whoosh!

A powerful impact hit Roger on the side from another direction, and as his body was flung away, Roger saw a ripple in the air.

A blurry figure emerged from within.

“Invisible?”

Roger didn’t immediately launch an attack after landing, but rushed toward the window as fast as he could.

“Dear Roger, where are you going?”

Dickinson’s voice followed.

“Surely the so-called ritual is more than just a mental link, right?” Roger sneered.

“Of course not!” Dickinson cackled.

“If only you had agreed to me obediently, now since you are unwilling, we’ll have to take matters into our own hands.”

Inside this enclosed room, Dickinson seemed not to be in a hurry.

“Be careful when you strike, I want him alive!”

Roger’s eyes transformed into vertical slits, and his gaze swiftly scanned the room. Except for the deformed figure rushing towards him, he saw no one else in the room besides Dickinson.

Seeing an unruffled Dickinson, Roger scoffed, “Too bad, you’ve been duped.”

“As for the matter between you and Abraham, the Hunters Guild has known all along!”

As soon as the words fell, Dickinson’s face suddenly changed, and Roger felt certain, securing this fact. Now, many things would be much easier to handle.

The power Abraham displayed was too terrifying; he had to obtain some evidence to get help from Mr. Sean.

At that moment, the deformed monster had also reached Roger, who like a venomous snake, jabbed out with his right hand, punching the monster’s throat.

There was a crisp snap, and Roger grasped the monster’s neck. At the same time, a transparent figure appeared behind him.

With a slight smile on his lips, Roger extended his left hand without looking back, and the Dharma Seal in his mind shone brightly.

Orange flames surged forth.

The fire lit up the room like sunlight, and the figure making the attack stance was fully exposed in the flames.

“The angle is perfect.”

“Boom!”