Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 558 - Chapter 558 Chapter 512 Gawain in Action (Combined)

Chapter 558: Chapter 512: Gawain in Action (Combined) Chapter 558: Chapter 512: Gawain in Action (Combined) “The newspaper reported a homicide, saying that a serial killer had escaped from prison and then created a horrific tragedy on a bus,”

As everyone’s gaze fell on her, the plump girl squinted her eyes even more narrowly.

“It’s all nonsense, those newspapers have all been bought, writing nothing but garbage.”

“I have a cousin who accidentally saw something he shouldn’t have, it should have been the last bus, which supposedly disappeared while it was running normally, only to reappear after 10 seconds.”

“There was only a 10-second gap, but the bus was wrecked beyond recognition, and the passengers were torn to pieces, it’s definitely not something a human could do.”

The murmur of the crowd grew louder, gradually more people joined the discussion, some were purely speculative, and others heard it through the grapevine.

But it wasn’t hard to see from this that Europe had not been exactly peaceful recently.

“That is terrifying, it seems fleeing from there was the right choice.”

The girl leaned closer to Gawain, as if looking for some comfort.

“It’s too noisy here, let’s go downstairs for some food…”

The girl extended an invitation.

“Alright,” Gawain nodded his head.

After escaping from that place, he had exerted some effort to heal his injuries, and without gaining anything from it, Gawain was clueless about what to do next, but he had recently felt a terrifying scrutiny coming from the void.

Since that day, the feeling had often appeared, regardless of time or place, and with no choice left, Gawain could only completely seal his own power and present himself as an ordinary person.

Only then did the situation improve.

It was lunchtime, and there were many people eating in the restaurant, but the girl, holding Gawain’s arm, luckily found a seat by the window.

Bathed in the sunlight through the glass, Gawain saw the reflection on the window, but soon his expression solidified on his face.

He saw a familiar shadow.

In that instant, Gawain almost launched an attack, but soon realized the environment he was in and the changes that had occurred across Europe, and his motion to stand halted abruptly.

He slowly turned his head back.

“Long time no see, Gawain.”

Looking at Roger’s smiling face, Gawain said nothing.

“Master, how did I perform?”

The girl named Annie’s-face changed dramatically, as she spoke with a flattering attitude.

“You…”

Gawain glanced at the woman sitting next to him. To avoid the surveillance from the void, he had restrained most of his power, but that didn’t mean he had lost his basic judgment.

He was sure that the woman before him was just an ordinary person.

“Get some food.”

Roger waved his hand and casually sat down opposite Gawain.

“I need to have a good talk with this gentleman.”

Annie stood up, swaying her hips as she left.

After gaining control of Tamara, Uma almost had no strength left to control any other Transcendents.

However, controlling ordinary people through the power of shadows was still effortless.

“What do you want to do?”

“Mr. Mist, I don’t believe we have any conflict between us, do we?” Gawain cautiously asked.

“I want you to do something for me,” Roger replied with a smile.

“What is it?” Gawain asked calmly, his gaze unwavering.

“Be honest, you must have noticed that surveillance, too.” His finger lightly tapped the table.

“It was me.”

“So, no matter where you go, I can find you.”

Gawain clenched his fist but soon could only release it in defeat, as he couldn’t quite figure out what had gone wrong.

“Help me kill someone.”

“Who?” Gawain asked in a cold voice.

“A female sorceress, Margaret, Third Tier.”

“Her?” Gawain was naturally aware of Margaret, but this only made him more perplexed.

“Make it quick,” Roger advised.

“Alright,” Gawain nodded and then gritted his teeth, “the Elder of Shadow’s body…”

“Is mine.”

Gawain looked defeated.

“Yes, I know, but I was hoping maybe…”

“No.”

Before Gawain could finish his sentence, Roger flatly refused.

“Aren’t you afraid of what I might do…” Gawain said, slightly indignant.

“As you can see, I am not,” Roger spread his palms out.

“But to show my generosity, I can also do you a favor,” Roger tasted the coffee that Uma’s controlled girl had brought and then pushed another cup in front of Gawain.

“The taste is not bad, don’t miss it.”

Gawain didn’t touch the cup in front of him but just watched Roger.

“I can eliminate the threat from Tamara for you,” Roger said.

“Tamara!?”

It would have been better not to mention this name–upon hearing it, Gawain nearly jumped up ready to turn hostile.

“You dare to mention that name to me? I’ve finally figured it out, did you kill his son and pin the blame on me?” Gawain felt a wave of sorrow in his heart. Ever since he met this man, not one thing he intended to do had come to fruition.

“So, you don’t need it?”

Sipping his coffee, Roger leaned back in his chair.

“Okay then, forget it. As far as I know, Tamara is searching for you all over the world.”

“Ah.”

Roger sighed.

“Her offer is tempting, I must admit, I’m quite moved myself.”

“Huh…”

Gawain exhaled deeply, “Alright, you win.”

“I promise to complete the task you’ve given me thoroughly, and I’m also counting on you for the matter with Tamara.”