Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 525 - Chapter 525 Chapter 495 Unexpected Person (Two in One)_2

Chapter 525: Chapter 495: Unexpected Person (Two in One)_2 Chapter 525: Chapter 495: Unexpected Person (Two in One)_2 Roger frowned, as the weakness he felt referred not to his own strength.

But to his soul, riddled with a thousand holes.

Roger was contemplating how to explain Lancelot’s Inheritance Core, but a single sentence from Tristan stopped him dead in his tracks.

“Don’t make a move, I’m not Tristan.”

“I’m Grace.”

In the other’s eyes shone a light familiar to Roger.

He suddenly remembered that during the attack on the Deerhead Spirit, Tristan’s body seemed to experience some problems, after which he fell into a serious injury and became unconscious.

For a long time thereafter, he had had interactions with Tristan, but his state had been very strange.

Tristan stepped forward, but before Roger could speak, Goway, standing by his side, coldly shouted.

“Stop, don’t move!”

At the same time, a burst of frost exploded at Tristan’s feet; if he had moved just a fraction slower, he would have definitely been gravely injured.

The power of Lancelot held an overwhelming advantage over that of an ordinary Heritage Knight.

Although there was a faint surprise in Goway’s eyes, there was more caution than anything else.

Although this girl usually looked like a young child, she had gone through too much lately, and had grown up.

Her deep affection for Grace made her hope that everything she saw and heard was real, but at the same time, she did not want to put Roger in danger because she was swayed by her emotions.

“Stand there, don’t move!”

Goway said word by word.

Tristan gave a wry smile.

“Little girl, when did you become so tough?” He looked at Roger in surprise, “Who is this guy?”

“Before, weren’t you always with that Roger…”

He stopped there suddenly, confusion flashing across his face, rubbing his forehead in pain.

“No, that’s not right.”

“That Roger also became a Heritage Knight.”

“It’s Bedivere.”

The expression on his face dimmed instantly, and he looked at Goway apologetically, “My memory seems to have some problems, I originally thought my soul had completely disappeared.”

“But the Inheritance Ceremony apparently didn’t complete thoroughly, the real Tristan suffered some injuries afterwards, and his soul became even more fragmented, which allowed me to retain a part of myself.”

“However, as his strength recovered and grew stronger, the space for my existence became smaller and smaller, until not long ago.”

As he spoke, he took out a badly damaged, nearly split in half Holy Grail.

“Holy Grail?”

Seeing this object, Roger immediately thought of Gaharad.

“What exactly happened?”

He stepped forward and asked.

Tristan, or rather Grace, glanced at Goway, and seeing that she made no objection, he repeated the whole story.

“…That’s how it went, no one expected the commander of the Round Table Knight Order, the famous Green, to be a high-tier vampire!”

“It’s ironic.”

Grace gave a bitter smile, “Our Secret Blood Family sacrificed so much, when we thought we were upholding the stability of the world, but in fact, we were a vampire’s plaything.”

“Green is a high-tier vampire, and he has an identical clone with equal fighting strength!”

Looking at the distant erupting volcano, Roger could imagine the fierceness of the battle at that time.

He was eager to know more details.

“After hearing Gaharad’s words, we scattered and fled.”

Grace continued, glancing at Goway as he spoke, this sister whom he cherished the most seemed to have become unfamiliar in such a short time.

“But soon after we escaped, a blood-red light descended from the sky. No matter how we dodged, the light pierced through all obstacles and struck me directly.”

“Or rather, it hit the Holy Grail within me.”

“Without any powerful energy, but the energy within the Holy Grail was activated, which then triggered a chain reaction, destroying Tristan’s soul.”

“This allowed me to recover from being consumed and oppressed by Tristan, but it took a long time before I regained control of my own body.”

“It’s ridiculous, this body was originally mine.”

As Grace spoke, Roger carefully observed him, then took a step forward, channeling a bit of energy from the Pale Blood into him.

In an instant, he grasped the condition of Grace’s body, and also agreed with his story.

“If that’s the case…” Roger felt a sense of urgency.

As a high-tier vampire, once Green had dealt with all the obstacles, he would most likely head straight to Lilith’s hideout.

“We have to find that place as soon as possible!”

“There’s also Tamara and Gawain, who has yet to show himself.”

With complex forces at play, Roger had to reevaluate the clues and seek out his own opportunity.

Next, he needed to find Lilith’s hideout and get there quickly, which might prove inconvenient if he also brought along Goway and Grace…

Carrying the Sword of Frost, with Goway’s ability, it shouldn’t be too difficult to find a concealed location to hide, but the most secure option was the fairytale manuscript.

However, with Grace…

Although Roger had believed his words, deep down, he was somewhat uneasy.

Sensing Roger’s hesitation, Goway stepped forward. “Go do whatever you need to do, don’t worry about me.”

“I can take care of myself.”

Roger didn’t say a word; Goway’s eyes gleamed with complex emotions. She wanted to trust the man before her, yet feared that all this might be just a scheme by Tristan.

This turmoil tormented her, yet it also made her aware of Roger’s doubts.

Thinking this, Goway’s form grew taller, and a red robe once again enshrouded her.

At the same time, a barely visible phantom shadow appeared behind her.

She opened her palm, and in its center, a red bud engraved with golden patterns slowly emerged.

Goway handed the falling bud to Grace. “Swallow it!”

“This is formed by my companion treant, the Rose Monster. Once you consume it, the bud will automatically disperse inside your body and then gather in your heart through your blood.”

“If… If you lied just now,”

“And you harbor malicious thoughts, the bud will bloom. Believe me, you won’t want the beautiful petals to fill your organs!” Goway declared.

Though her tone was cold, her gaze stayed on the ground; she dared not look directly at the familiar face before her.

“I will eat it,” Grace said, smiling as he swallowed the bud whole, even appearing somewhat relieved.

“You’re doing the right thing; that sniveling little girl has finally grown up,” Roger remarked quietly. He knew Goway’s feelings for Grace, which made her decision especially painful as she didn’t want to burden herself.

Goway turned away. “This spell comes from the Rose Monster, and to some extent, my control over it isn’t as effortless as it should be.”

“So don’t be hopeful of luck.”

She tried to keep her voice steady, but the quiver at the end was inevitable.

“Come with me.”

Roger led the two to a nearby high mountain. Halfway up, they stumbled upon two lifeless bodies.

The Gaheris brothers, sitting back to back, had long since lost their vitality.

In their hands lay two shattered Holy Grails.

“They thought that reclaiming their own Holy Grails meant escaping the Privy Council’s control, yet in the end, they still met that inevitable fate,” Roger sighed.

“Perhaps this is a form of liberation in disguise.”

He dug a deep hole in the ground, laying the two brothers side by side, and buried them.

When was the last time he buried a body?

And Anna, where was she now?

Had she been completely assimilated by Lilith, erasing her consciousness?

Imagining things out of thin air.

Roger initiated the temporary migration function in a secluded place.

He entered the cottage and opened the fairytale manuscript.

Uh…

Considering the history between Goway and Amanda, Roger wisely didn’t place them in the same world.

Ha-ha, speaking of which, we’re all friends, so why do I feel somewhat guilty?

After all was done, he didn’t leave immediately but headed straight for the Shadow Cottage to seek some answers.

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