Demon Hunter and His Cabin
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Chapter 298: Chapter 298: Sword in the Stone Chapter 298: Chapter 298: Sword in the Stone “A mission?”

Roger shook his head, “I’m sorry, I have other matters to attend to, I’m afraid I can’t help you.” As he spoke, he pointed to the black box in Goway’s hands.

“Is this thing considered my spoils of war?”

“Stingy!”

Goway gave Roger a glare and casually tossed the black box to him. Just as Roger was about to leave, he heard Goway speak again from behind him.

“That is a great treasure. I have already found some related clues, just the final step is missing.”

“A treasure?”

Roger tapped on the black box, “You can’t be talking about the map inside this, can you?”

His expression changed, and he continued, “If your mission does indeed relate to the treasure here, then maybe I could be of assistance.”

“As an exchange, I hope you can also do me a favor. I’m looking for a family called the Stuart Family, who visited Bordeaux in Armenia nearly a hundred years ago.”

“The treasure I’m talking about is not some deceiving stuff inside the box.”

Goway lifted her head with a look of pride.

“Tell me about it.”

Hearing that Goway could help look for information related to the Stuart Family, Roger also became a bit interested.

Goway had said she carried the blood of the Secret Blood Witch, which implies that she must come from a family with an ancient lineage.

Looking into the Stuart Family might involve history from a hundred years ago, and in these matters, those old families with legacies often have advantages that others do not.

“Now, back to the treasure I mentioned earlier.”

“Have you ever heard of the Sword in the Stone?”

“Are you talking about King Arthur’s Sword in the Stone?”

Roger was initially thrilled but quickly regained his composure.

“That’s the stuff of legend. If it really exists, it must be an extraordinary weapon,” he said, looking at Goway.

“Don’t tell me the Sword in the Stone we are looking for is the legendary one.”

“How could that be?”

But Goway just laughed it off, and Roger saw a hint of embarrassment on the girl’s face.

Full of lies, that one.

“Although it is also a Sword in the Stone, it isn’t the legendary one,” Goway said seriously. “Are you in?”

“Alright then.”

Roger hesitated only for a moment before agreeing to Goway’s invitation. With Goway’s help, it was always better than searching aimlessly on his own.

Eld and Engelman face each other across the sea, and during many periods in history, they both had the same Lord.

Frankly, in the European continent, noble bloodlines are rampant, and the entire history of Europe seems like the family history among various surnames.

With Goway’s help, Roger could quite possibly find information related to the Stuart Family quickly.

Besides, he was indeed a bit curious about the Sword in the Stone.

The recently forged Fang of Evil was lost in the last battle, leaving Roger with only the Witch’s Sword.

He had been using this weapon for quite a while now, and both its power and length were less than satisfactory.

Might as well take the chance to find out more; perhaps he could obtain a more suitable weapon!

“It’s settled then.”

Goway seemed pleased with Roger’s agreement too.

The two of them high-fived each other as an oath, forming an alliance.

The next while was calm and uneventful. Somehow, Goway managed to get Famke to admit he was the one who had killed Jansen, and even took responsibility for a previous murder case as well.

That saved Roger a lot of trouble.

He didn’t say it aloud, but he was still very grateful to Goway and had decided to make it up to her in other ways.

Another day passed, and the cruise ship arrived at a harbor, where Goway led Roger off the vessel.

Mira watched Roger depart with reluctance, “Remember to call me; I’ll miss you.”

Roger waved goodbye to Mira, but a cold voice came from beside him, “Heh, such a heartless man.”

It was futile to communicate too much with such a girl in her “drama queen” phase, and Roger didn’t care, “Where are we heading next?”

For him, this was a completely unfamiliar land, and having a Transcendent to help could not be more perfect.

“To Blair County.”

Goway glanced at the sky, “We’ll rest there for the night and then set off early tomorrow morning, directly into the nearby forest.”

Roger naturally went with the flow.

The two rented a car and left the peaceful little town. Around three in the afternoon, a city with a bit of a Northern European style appeared before Roger.

The county was an administrative division of Eld, on the same level as Bordeaux, where Roger had stayed before.

All of Eld was shaded by greenery, with forests, grasslands, and valleys accounting for more than 70% of its total area. Even within the city limits, one could see trees that were over 30 years old everywhere.

It was unclear whether Goway truly trusted Roger or had confidence in her own strength, but she did not show much wariness towards him along the way.

“First, we need to meet with the mission liaison; he will give us the details.”

They took the car to a street in the city with an old-fashioned style.

The worn-out signboard swayed gently in the wind.

“Kadon Clock Shop.”

“Welcome.”

As they pushed open the door, a plump middle-aged woman greeted Roger and Goway, and then she recognized Goway.

“Oh dear, you’ve finally arrived!”

“I’ve been at sea until now, and only just disembarked.”

“Hasn’t anyone taken on the mission over there yet?”

Goway asked softly.

The two obviously knew each other well; the middle-aged woman glanced at Roger, a hint of subtlety in her gaze.

“He’s my companion for this mission; he will be going with me.”

Hearing Goway’s words, the middle-aged woman quietly heaved a sigh of relief, “The incident happened deep in the forest, which is rather secluded, and it was really hard to find people willing to help for a while.”

“But fortunately, since last time, no accidents have occurred in the village.”

The woman was speaking when suddenly a seashell placed on the edge of the counter trembled slightly.

Her complexion changed subtly, and as the trembling of the seashell grew more intense, a second later, pink bubbles emerged, and the middle-aged woman inhaled them into her nostrils.

At that moment, her entire body began to shake, and Roger even noticed the frightened woman’s pupils turning pink.

“Good heavens, someone has seen that cursed thing again.”

“And, someone has died.”

“Helena, don’t panic, tell me what happened,” Goway said soothingly.

Roger kept silent and listened carefully to everything the middle-aged woman recounted.

In their conversation, they mentioned a village far from the city, where, not long ago, villagers out hunting had come across a solitary grave.

A sword was embedded atop the grave.

At first, everyone thought little of it, but as time passed, more and more people saw the lonely grave and the sword.

The sword was stuck in a large stone at the head of the grave, and some adventurous young people tried to pull out the sword, but without exception, they all failed.

Moreover, everyone who had touched the hilt became seriously ill upon returning, and even after recovering, they were left in a dazed state.

Until just now, someone in the village had died.