Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 483 - Chapter 483 Chapter 472 The First Knights Treasure Trove (Two

Chapter 483: Chapter 472: The First Knight’s Treasure Trove (Two in One)_2 Chapter 483: Chapter 472: The First Knight’s Treasure Trove (Two in One)_2 Then covertly send Lancelot to probe.

“This guy…”

Roger’s mind was filled with other thoughts, he suppressed the urge to immediately retaliate against Gawain, “I can’t let him off easily, before I truly make a move, I should at least compensate for my mental loss…”

Lancelot’s action this time was extremely secretive, so much so that not even Gerant, who was always with him, followed along.

This also made it easier for Roger to handle things properly. The manor was brightly lit, yet the two of them quietly left the place; there should still be some time before the situation exploded, and this time was enough for them to get far away from Poland.

Return to… Baytown.

Amanda never expected Roger to bring her here.

“Although this place is thousands of miles away from Poland, in the Transcendent World, distance is not the main issue. As long as I’m alive, Margaret will definitely be able to find me.”

Returning here after a few months away from her hometown, Amanda was filled with indescribable emotions.

Wandering through the dark forest, she couldn’t help but recall everything that had happened here.

“It’s only been a few months, yet I can barely even remember Betty’s face.”

“And Bob, and Simpson…”

“I will help you deal with Margaret, but not now.”

Roger made a promise.

Amanda was originally a minor character, but after getting involved with Bedivere, and being implicated in the death of a Heritage Knight, she, as a minor character, attracted a lot of attention.

If Roger were to move against Margaret at this time, it would surely trigger a chain reaction.

“Just hiding here won’t do.”

The two of them crossed through the bushes and climbed up a small hill; in the darkness, thin mist was drifting by, a residual effect of the Array that Anna had set up nearby.

In the mist, a cottage in the woods appeared, its outlines blurred and fleeting.

“Welcome to my secret base.”

Roger had originally planned to hide Amanda in the Shadow Cottage, which was in Dublin and closer to him, so in case of an emergency, they could support each other quickly.

However, he later thought it over; the Shadow Gate had not yet merged, and the world behind it was still full of uncertainties, so it might not be a good decision to let Amanda stay there at this time.

The Graveyard Cabin, although cramped, now held several Fairytale Manuscripts in Roger’s possession. Just by opening them inside the Hunter’s Cabin, he was essentially creating a separate space.

Enclosed within the Fairy Tale World encapsulated by the Hunter’s Cabin, Margaret and her ilk would definitely be unable to find Amanda.

The space within the Fairy Tale World was vast, and if she wished, Amanda could find many interesting things to keep herself occupied, and she could also use her spare time to continue purifying her bloodline.

In this regard, Roger couldn’t be of much help for now, but he already had some ideas in mind.

The two of them pushed the door open and entered.

Even though it had been uninhabited for a long time, the room was still spotlessly clean. Amanda looked around, “Do you really intend for me to live here?”

She pointed at the wooden bed in the middle of the room.

“Are you serious?”

Roger sat on the bed with a cheerful smile, “You don’t understand what this bed means to me.”

Amanda looked perplexed.

Roger scooted over, making room.

“To be honest, I’ve wanted to try it for a long time.”

“Try what?”

Amanda still couldn’t grasp the expression in Roger’s eyes.

However, she soon understood.

The long night stretched on.

The next morning, after leaving behind a Silver Manuscript, Roger left Amanda.

Enough time had already been delayed; without acting now, some things might become unobtainable.

Even though he could now use Dior’s mask to disguise himself as Lancelot, the Inheritance Core of Lancelot was not under his control.

Without a trace of power, just having a face wouldn’t be sufficient, it would actually make it easier to slip up. Roger simply chose another face from within the mask and set out to a well-known tourist attraction owned by Engelman.

Stonehenge.

Also known as the Stonehenge Circle, its precise location is on a plain 120 kilometers away from Mist City. Each of these stones weigh about 50 tons, and every year they attract tourists from all around the world to visit.

Mingling with the crowd, Roger had never expected that Lancelot would hide his collected items here.

As for the First Knight’s treasures, Roger did admit having a bit of interest in them.

He followed the touring crowd, slowly covering the entire Stonehenge, and then, based on the memories gained from the mask, he finally found the location where Lancelot stored his treasure.

He took out a cross-shaped key from his pocket, an item that was one of the Cursed Items once belonging to Lancelot. After confirming the specific spot, Roger walked around the stone pillar, activating the key in his hand, and when he came back to his senses, he found himself trapped in the rock.

All around was pitch-black, with only unknown minerals on the stone walls emitting faint glimmers, a dark passage leading down into the ground.

Flames rose from his hand as Roger made his way down the steps.

Although it seemed to be within Stonehenge, if he wasn’t mistaken, he now must have been transferred to another space.

After descending some distance, a heavy stone slab blocked his way, and Roger took out Lancelot’s Inheritance Core. He stimulated the Inheritance Core, and blue ice crystals spread instantly across the stone slab.

Crack crack!

The stone wall turned to ice and then, following that, the entire wall shattered, revealing a door about two meters wide.

Behind the door was a small room, with a heavy set of Knight Armor immediately catching his eye!

“I’ve definitely come to the right place!”

This was a special area that only Lancelot could open. The Inheritance Core in his hand trembled, as if struggling defiantly, but with a flick of Roger’s wrist, the Inheritance Core disappeared.

“Don’t worry, Lancelot, I will cherish these items and put them to proper use.”

Roger walked into the room, rubbing his hands together and quickly began to inspect the place.

He didn’t even glance at the various precious Casting Materials, stuffing them all into the pockets he had prepared earlier, including herbs, casting metals, Alchemy Items, and Transcendent Beings’ organs.

The First Knight certainly put the impoverished Bedivere to shame by who knows how much.

“Perhaps this guy was the wealthiest amongst all the Round Table Knights?”

Thinking this, Roger continued to collect swiftly.

His only purpose now was to thoroughly empty out this storage room.

“Indeed, robbery is the fastest way to riches.”

“No matter how many chests one loots, or how many monsters one kills, it’s not as quick as looting!”

While collecting, Roger was already pondering another problem.

“Considering Lancelot cherished so many things, what about Gawain, who was his equal…”

He felt it was necessary to make a good plan. Before acting against Gawain, it was best to completely exploit all the benefits from him!

“Wait, what is this?!”

By the end of his collection, Roger had already become mechanically numb, but when he reached the far corner of the room, he still felt the heat waves emanating from one of the iron boxes.

The black iron box radiated an intense heat, and even though much of it was contained, Roger could still feel a terrible desire that seemed to burn all things in the world!!

Next to the iron box, there was another opened box, with a recessed bottom shaped and sized in a way that instantly reminded Roger of an item Lancelot once used.

“Dragon… Dragon Scale?!”

“Could it be that this fellow has yet another Dragon Scale in his hands!”

“The intense heat.”

“This is a scale from the Red Dragon!!”

Without rashly opening the box to check, Roger stepped forward a few paces and sent out his mental senses, feeling the aura enveloping the iron box.

“No doubt, it must be a Dragon Scale!”

If he used this as the base material, along with a variety of precious metals, he could definitely craft a very powerful Fire Attribute weapon.

Having lost the Sword of the Sun, Roger felt somewhat ill-at-ease; if he could forge a Dragon Scale Sword, it would perfectly make up for his loss.

But besides making a weapon, Dragon Scales had many other uses.

For instance…

Using the aura of a Dragon Scale to stimulate the activity of one’s bloodline was, for a Flame Sorcerer, simply more effective than any Alchemy Potion!

Realizing this, Roger didn’t hesitate at all to decide the use for the Dragon Scale.

Well, for the sake of one’s happiness in the latter part of life, some investments are surely necessary.