Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 471 - Chapter 471 Chapter 466 Restlessness (Two-In-One)_2

Chapter 471: Chapter 466: Restlessness (Two-In-One)_2 Chapter 471: Chapter 466: Restlessness (Two-In-One)_2 Meanwhile, Roger, who had returned to Dublin, received a message from the Knights. Tamara had officially taken over the Eld district, and he didn’t even need to go through a formal handover before being directly dispatched to Poland.

Immediate appointment.

Roger had no desire to meet Tamara, and upon receiving the message, he quickly packed his things and left Eld.

Poland is a city located in Central Europe. Most of the place names in this world greatly differed from Roger’s memory, and it was rare to come across a place that bore the exact same name as a country from his previous life.

Compared to the Poland in Roger’s memory, this world’s Poland was somewhat larger in area. Due to casualties, the Knights’ strength was severely insufficient, which provided an opportunity for the other two forces to join in the administration.

The Poland that Roger was heading to was once under the jurisdiction of the Nature Association. Among the three great forces, the Round Table Knight Order initially held a dominant position, mainly responsible for the important cities in Europe.

Some central and more remote areas were left to the Nature Association and the Sorcerer’s Assembly to manage.

According to regulations, Roger could bring a part of his force to Poland, but the Bedivere that he was impersonating was a recluse, always alone, and naturally had no faction of his own.

As for Eld, its original power was dispersed, and then followed the Gaheris brothers and Tristan to other regions.

Roger did not want the trouble, so he declined the headquarters’ decision to send support, and set off for Poland alone.

In his previous life, the game “Wizard” was based on a fantasy novel from Poland, so Roger also had special feelings for this city he had never before met.

The capital of Poland was Warsaw, but the place Roger was going to was not there, but to the northeast of the country; further north, past a range of mountains, one would approach another region of Europe.

The jungles were dense and seldom tread by man; in the vast lands of Europe, many Transcendent Forces had ample space and areas to arrange themselves.

Upon reaching the designated location, relevant personnel welcomed Roger and escorted him all the way to the Nature Association’s former headquarters in Poland.

Roger wore an identification tag issued by the Round Table Knight Order, marking his status. He rode in a carriage that barreled into the forest, with the scenery rapidly changing around him.

Soon after, the view outside the window returned to normal, rows of sturdy white silk trees stood on either side, and at the end of the road stood a white woman in a green robe.

Behind her, two rows of Transcendents clad in identical garments.

While their clothing was similar, there were subtle differences in the specific patterns, all based on green, but the garments on the left were printed with vine-like tendrils.

On the right, one could see the claws, feathers, and teeth of beasts, along with a mix of plants.

This represented the two major components of the Nature Association.

Witches and Druids.

The carriage came to a slow stop.

“Mr. Bedivere, the Poland headquarters welcomes your arrival,” the lead white woman stepped forward and said aloud.

Roger stepped down from the carriage and looked over at her.

An ordinary-looking European woman, tall and sturdy, with somewhat thick eyebrows, determined eyes that were bright and spirited.

The wide robe did not hide her figure’s contours.

Roger took one glance at her then averted his gaze.

“Ms. Hana, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Roger nodded. Before his arrival, this Hana had been in charge here, herself a Third Tier Transcendent.

That is, a Full Moon Witch.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Roger suddenly remembered the first time he entered Bordeaux.

Back then, he was still struggling to become a Transcendent; Cassandra of the Full Moon tier felt like an existence he could only look up to.

But now.

His gaze swept over.

The same tier-3 Hana had to bow her head; both of them were Third Tier, but the gap between them was vast.

A Transcendent of this level, unless in great enough numbers, or possessing odd abilities that worked well together, really couldn’t cause Roger much trouble.

“Welcome, Mr. Bedivere. I used to be in charge here, and although you must have already reviewed the relevant materials, I think it necessary to introduce you to the distribution of combat strength at the Poland headquarters,” she continued, her face showing no sign of dissatisfaction at being relegated to a secondary position due to Roger’s arrival.

The reputation of the Round Table Knights stood firm; many Transcendents had challenged their rule over the past century, but the vast majority had failed.

The Round Table Knights had their strengths.

If the strength of the Sorcerer’s Assembly was manifested on the individual level, then the Round Table Knights’ was evident in their more concrete combat capabilities.

They might have been one notch below the Sorcerer’s Assembly in terms of raw power, but when it came to actual combat, performance often determined a lot.

“No need,” Roger said matter-of-factly, waving his hand casually. His eyes swept across everyone’s faces, and the next second, he activated the power of the Sword of the Sun.

Powerful Fire Attribute energy enveloped the surroundings, making everyone feel as if they were in the midst of a furnace. This sudden oppression caused a brief moment of panic among those present.

But the next second, the powerful energy retracted back into the body, everyone looked up, their faces showing astonishment as they gazed at Roger.

“I have understood now,” he said.

That instant of feedback was enough for Roger to ascertain the strength of everyone present.

Contrary to his expectations, Hana who stood beside him turned out to be even more powerful than he had imagined, her energy fluctuations were roughly on the same level as Gaheris’s.

“Sir, doing this…”

A trace of vague dissatisfaction flickered across Hana’s face, but then it was dispelled by Roger’s next sentence.

“I have no interest in managing others. If you’ve ever understood me, then you certainly know I’ve always been accustomed to going my own way,” he said.

“From now on, you’ll handle the affairs here. Don’t bother me with trivial matters,” he added.

Roger walked forward.

“I will only come to you if there is a problem,” he said.

Hana’s eyebrows twitched, she suppressed the surprise on her face but nevertheless retorted,

“How can this be, after all, you are the person in charge here…”

“Are you unwilling?”

Roger turned back to glance at Hana, then his gaze fell on a Druid, a voluptuous and pretty woman.

Her eyes slightly upturned, with a beast-like desire swirling within, unforgettable at first sight.

“Since you are unwilling, let her do it,” he said.

Hana’s smile froze on her face.

“Mr. Bedivere, you…”

“Oh?”

Roger stopped, “Do you have objections?”

“I… I…”

“Good if you don’t,” he said.

He looked at the voluptuous woman, “What is your name?”

“Rachel, sir,” the woman replied.

“Can you do it well?”

“Rest assured, I guarantee you will be satisfied,” she said.

The woman bit her bright red lips, her eyes darting about seductively, her gaze sweeping across Roger’s face.

“Ha ha,”

Roger let out a hearty laugh.

“Take me to where I will be residing. Arrange the rest,” he said.

“Please rest assured,”

The woman nodded.

The Nature Association was at the bottom of the three major forces, not because their overall strength was too weak, but because the members of the Nature Association were mixed.

Inside, Druids and Witches operated separately. Take today’s reception, for example, the two factions were also divided into two rows.

And Roger’s choice of this woman was, of course, not because of her body… her beauty.

But because of strength.

This woman kept her true strength well hidden, and he estimated that her actual combat abilities were probably not far from Hana’s. She also had the backing of a force behind her.

As for whether the two factions would clash and fight among themselves because of this, that was not something Roger needed to consider.

To be honest, he had no desire to deal with these messy affairs, and as soon as he found an opportunity, he planned to rid himself of this identity and then do what he needed to do.

At the end of the road stood a tall mountain, with an ancient castle built upon its summit, integrated perfectly with the majestic mountain.

The simple architecture blended seamlessly with the grandeur of the mountain, and Roger looked up at the mist swirling around the mountaintop, a smile appearing on his face.

“I like it here,” he said.

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