Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 616 - Chapter 616 Chapter 540 Hospitable Everworld Residents_2

Chapter 616: Chapter 540: Hospitable Everworld Residents_2 Chapter 616: Chapter 540: Hospitable Everworld Residents_2 Losing their anchor, the aimless group would continue to drift through the passage, until the protective power vanished, forever becoming part of the endless space.

But at this moment, Roger forcefully broke through a frail barrier, tearing open a gap, and then a powerful pulling force surged out, causing Isobushi to envelop everyone uncontrollably and pass through the gap!

The scenery before their eyes changed rapidly, the black runes on Isobushi’s body surface completely diminished, the cracks on its body gradually deepened and tore, and then power continuously surged into them.

Roger wanted to protect Higurashi Chika and the other two, but the space trembled violently, preventing him from discerning the surrounding scenery with his eyes.

Amidst the roaring sound, it felt as though they had squeezed through a narrow corridor, and then, there was a forceful collision.

Boom!

After an unknown amount of time, that intense feeling of discomfort completely vanished, and Roger stood up, noticing that Isobushi’s body was dissipating.

Looking up through the large hole, there was a stretch of azure sky; taking a deep breath, Roger immediately sensed something abnormal.

At the same time, an invisible force he couldn’t understand suddenly enveloped him.

“Is it the rule of Everworld?”

Roger was stunned.

Hisss!

Without a sound, and even before Roger could act, the Guardian Spirit he had condensed upon entering the Third Tier with his Spiritual Power automatically appeared.

A cat with a metallic luster opened its mouth, and in an instant, an invisible whirlwind appeared, pulling the shattered remnants of Isobushi’s Spiritual Power into the cat’s mouth with a strong force.

“What’s happening?”

“Is it the Guardian Spirit’s passive ability?”

“It’s only Third Tier, completely uncont… pfft…”

Before he could finish, a mouthful of fresh blood poured out. He quickly checked his body, and his expression turned extremely grim.

“A huge loss.”

“Even the internal channels formed by the Pale Blood were on the verge of collapse; with such a severe injury, it’s unknown how long my recovery will take. I can only look for an opportunity to go to the Hunter’s Cabin.”

He looked around, the floating Spiritual Power gradually vanished. After finishing all this, the Guardian Spirit automatically retracted into his body, and Roger sensed for a while but could not detect any change.

“Not for healing?”

Without the interference of Spiritual Power, Roger could finally see the surroundings clearly.

He was in the midst of mountains and wilds, fortunate that the place they were transported to wasn’t too high, only destroying some trees on the fall.

Looking down from his current location, it did not take long for Roger to spot a familiar figure.

Higurashi Chika.

She must have been thrown out from some gap in Isobushi’s body during the collision.

In that environment, it was impossible for Roger to take care of everything.

Higurashi Chika had only minor skin trauma, her clothes, made of regular materials, were torn by branches during the tumble.

Roger took off his coat to cover Higurashi Chika, then began to look for the others.

Yukiko was a bit farther away; she was luckier, having landed in a tree, which her injuries were lighter than Senka’s.

Noticing that the two of them had stabilized a bit internally, Roger slapped out two streams of Spiritual Power, and the next second, Higurashi Chika alertly sprang to her feet, subconsciously adopting an attack stance.

Yukiko was much slower to react.

“Roger…”

Seeing the figure opposite her, Higurashi Chika breathed a sigh of relief, “Are we in…?”

“Probably Everworld,” Roger answered.

“Everworld…”

Higurashi Chika approached a large tree nearby, casually slapping her palm on the trunk. The trunk trembled, but the force that bounced back made her involuntarily frown.

Her attack had weakened.

No, it was not her that changed, but this world.

Yukiko, who had been disoriented from the rough landing, also came to her senses. She was about to speak when suddenly she heard a scream in the distance.

“It’s Aoki-kun.”

The color drained from Higurashi Chika’s face, and before she knew it, Roger had already dashed ahead.

It seemed that Aoki Kazuo landed much farther than they did.

As Roger moved, he also noticed some abnormalities, feeling as though the entire world was rejecting him.

This made him suddenly think of the legends about the Saint Heir he had heard when he unexpectedly came to this world.

Perhaps, to Everworld, their existence was an anomaly to the world.

Aoki Kazuo’s voice only resonated for a moment before vanishing. Following the sound and climbing over a small hill, from a distance, Roger saw two figures.

One standing, one lying.

One male, one female.

Uh…

The one lying down was naturally Aoki Kazuo. There was a bloodstain at the root of his thigh, and it was unclear where he had been injured, but his leg was dyed a deep red.

At this point, he seemed to have fallen unconscious, lying supine on the ground, being dragged forward by someone.

The person dragging him was slender, with long hair that reached down to her waist, and she wore a style of clothing that Roger had never seen before.

From the back, only the twisting waist and slender ankles could be seen.

Yes, this was a person walking barefoot in the wilderness.

Yet her feet were snow-white, not a speck of dirt on them.

Without startling the other person, Roger quickly approached with extreme speed.

Whoosh!

He didn’t dare be careless, concentrating his attention to the limit, and in an instant made his move, so by the time the person in front realized it, Aoki Kazuo, who had been dragged by her, was already in the hands of a stranger.

Although the burst of Pale Blood had brought some burden to his body, such an act was still no pressure for Roger.

“Ah…”

The person let out a scream of terror, panic-stricken, she retreated backward, then accidentally tripped over a tree branch behind her, lost her balance, and fell to the ground.

Roger didn’t advance; he just stood watching the woman who had fallen to the ground.

At that moment, footsteps from Higurashi Chika and Yukiko were heard from behind.

“A woman?” Yukiko paused briefly, sweeping her gaze over before repeating thoughtfully.

“A beautiful woman.”

To be fair, the woman who had fallen to the ground wasn’t particularly beautiful, not quite on par with Higurashi Chika and Yukiko.

But this woman possessed a soft and delicate charm that was irresistible, particularly her eyes, which sparkled with a light that reminded Roger of many things.

Her skin was as white as her ankles, delicate and tight, and she wore a long, split dress resembling a kimono.

Roger had no understanding of Sunrise’s fashion, but dressed like this… especially after falling to the ground and the view from the split skirt…

“Who are you? What do you want?!”

The woman spoke.

She looked at Roger in panic. “I just saw that he was injured and wanted to take him back.”

The language that came from the woman’s mouth was that of Sunrise, although not as harshly pronounced as in the real world, possibly because of the woman’s intonation, which was slightly melodic and pleasant to hear.

In the wilderness, dressed… barefoot, in any case, these factors combined made it hard to believe that the other person was ordinary.

From the corner of his eye, Roger noticed that the two standing behind had seemingly entered spectator mode, especially Yukiko Morita, whose expression puzzled Roger greatly.

“Can you let me go?”

“This lord beseeches you…” the woman pleaded.

“Let you go?”

Roger posed as if in contemplation.

“It’s not impossible.”

“Is your home far from here?”

“Are there any men at home?”

“Huh?”

The woman was taken aback, looking at Roger in confusion.

But she quickly realized something, shrinking back in alarm, “What are you going to do?”

“What do you want to do?”

“Where is this place?”

Roger continued to question, ignoring the woman’s expression.

“This is the mountain…”

The expression on the woman’s face gradually stiffened.

“I mean around here… power… era…”

Roger struggled to phrase his questions, but he helplessly realized that he knew too little about this world. He didn’t even know where to begin to inquire.

No matter whether the other person was a yokai or a human, finally encountering one, Roger thought, getting first-hand information about this world from her was of the utmost importance.

But just then, the woman, dazed by Roger’s barrage of questions, suddenly sprang up from the ground.

“What’s with all the questions?”

“Such a mess, I might as well just eat you up!”

She laughed sinisterly and then…

Tore open the clothes she was wearing.

Roger paused for a moment.

Undressing upon meeting someone, are the people of Everworld always this… enthusiastic?