Demon Hunter and His Cabin
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Chapter 413: Chapter 413: Gaharad’s Visit Chapter 413: Chapter 413: Gaharad’s Visit Roger returned to the real world, holding the brand-new Sword of the Sun in his hands, feeling the energy from Bedivere within it.

He was enveloped by waves of heat, and even the energy of the Igni Dharma Seal in his mind became more active.

Inhale. Exhale.

His spirit immersed, he quickly found the balance between the two, like the beating of a heart, the Fire Attribute energy drawing close to one another, then achieving a perfect equilibrium.

In an instant, dazzling light flashed, and the Dharma Seal in Roger’s palm resonated silently, merging with the energy of the Sword of the Sun.

Then he felt the weapon in his hand as though it came to life–not as an illusion. He lifted the weapon, and from the vibrations that it emitted, he seemed to see Bedivere once again.

“Bedivere, is this how you welcome an old friend?”

As Roger was engrossed in the communion between the Sword of the Sun and his own energy, a woman’s voice suddenly came from outside the door.

The door opened, and Roger saw a woman holding a silver cup, slowly approaching in the moonlight.

The woman was tall, and although her body was concealed beneath a large robe, the contours of her figure were evident like the slopes of hills.

Roger remained silent, gripping the weapon in his hand tightly as he stepped forward, the brilliance of the sun shining, contrasting with the darkness facing the woman.

“What’s wrong, don’t you recognize me?”

The woman took a step forward, letting herself appear under the light, her eyes conveying an understanding, as she suddenly remembered something.

“I almost forgot, the last time we met was decades ago, and in that time I have changed bodies.”

“But among the 12 Heritage Knights, there’s only one woman…”

Roger pursed his lips slightly, a name flashing through his mind.

“Gaharad.”

The woman addressed as Gaharad frowned slightly, a glimmer of confusion in her eyes, “What’s happened? You seem utterly unfamiliar with everything.”

“There’s been some trouble with my body,” Roger feigned distress.

“Is it a conflict of memories?”

“Your method of inheritance might retain maximum strength, but it seems it isn’t without its price.”

“I think you really need to make a trip back to the Knights Order, you could look into other people’s methods of inheritance. Although it might take some time to restore your strength, it should be much safer than the method you mentioned before.”

“No need,” Roger refused without hesitation.

“I’m fine as I am.”

“How did you find me?”

He asked seemingly casually.

“I happened to be near Mist City, and there were some issues with your Inheritance Holy Grail,” Gaharad raised the silver cup in her hand. “I thought there had been an accident, so I directly used the Holy Grail to ascertain your location.”

Roger’s pupils contracted.

It seemed the so-called Heritage Knights really were as noble and powerful in the eyes of others as Bedivere had said, but they also wore invisible shackles.

“Now that you’ve found me,”

Roger guessed it might be because the weapon in his hand had merged with Bedivere’s Inheritance Core that had caused Gaharad’s Holy Grail to misjudge.

He could naturally not explain at this moment.

For whatever reason, if the Knights Order found out he had killed Bedivere, endless retaliation awaited him.

At this point, all he could do was try to stabilize the situation.

“It seems there’s some issue with your inheritance, but you yourself should be alright. Even if there’s some memory conflict, it’s all minor.”

Gaharad put her hands together, and the silver cup abruptly vanished, “You’ve always been a loner, and in the last ten years, you’ve given up your own territory due to inheritance issues. To see a new you today, I believe our Leader would definitely wish to witness this moment.”

Territory, it sounded gloriously honorable, but in fact, it was a region governed by a Heritage Knight.

That was their responsibility.

Like Eld to Tristan.

The original Bedivere also had his own area, but he was a thorough recluse, spending most of the year near the lake by Glastonbury.

Mist City, as the heart of Europe, indeed needed at least three Heritage Knights to be stationed there, and over time, the others in the Knights had come to accept Bedivere’s behavior as the norm.

In Gaharad’s eyes, Roger’s departure this time became one of the rare instances when Bedivere left other than for a mission.

This naturally drew the attention of the Knights, which was the reason for this visit.

“The environment here is not bad.”

Gazing around, Gaharad said, “The ruins of the Lietta Family… tsk, you really know how to pick a place.”

She glanced at Roger.

“Now that you have completed the inheritance, as a member of the Round Table Knight Order, you cannot refuse your responsibility.”

“During your rest, many tasks have been taken care of by others.”

“Not long ago Gareth should have visited you by the lake, and now that you have completed the inheritance, you can join them to confront the Deerhead Spirit that has emerged in the depths of Eld Forest after some rest.”

“It is a formidable foe, but with you, Tristan, and the two brothers, four Heritage Knights are enough to kill it.”

Roger’s eyes flickered.

He tentatively asked, “Can I refuse?”

Although he was eager to obtain the Hart Spirit’s Horn, this did not mean Roger wanted to get involved in the affairs of the Round Table Knight Order in this manner.

After all, he was not Bedivere; the more he got involved, the greater the likelihood of exposure.

“Bedivere, I think you are clearer than anyone about how terrible punishment can be.”

“Didn’t you experience it once before? Do you want to experience it a second time?”

Roger fell silent.

“There were some issues with this inheritance…”

“I need some time to prepare.”

“That is your right. I will inform the Gareth brothers on your behalf, to have them ready and waiting for your participation at any time.”

At the moment, Roger was still in the activated state of the Sword of the Sun; in the exchange of energy, other images also started appearing before his eyes.

Roger was moved.

“Give my regards to Mr. Green.”

Gaharad nodded slightly.

“Welcome back, Knight Bedivere!”

“It is my honor!”

Roger offered a special knightly salute following a certain image he saw before him.

“Goodbye.”

Gaharad stepped backward, then disappeared eerily into the darkness.

“This woman’s abilities…”

Meanwhile, in an ancient building somewhere in Mist City, a woman in a white robe suddenly opened her eyes, which were filled with chaos, but after a few seconds, the chaos vanished, and it seemed her consciousness had returned to her body.

“How did it go, Gaharad?”

A voice came from within the room.

Gaharad stood up, “Bedivere is alive. There seem to have been a few issues with the inheritance, but he has left that lake and has accepted the task of hunting the Deerhead Spirit.”

She caressed a silver cup in her hand.

After a long silence, the voice came again, “Once Bedivere and the others have addressed the threat in Eld, summon all Heritage Knights back to the Knights.”

“I want to convene a Round Table meeting!”

“Yes, Mr. Green!”

Gaharad bowed in response.

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