Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 687 - Chapter 687 Chapter 576 Expansion_2

Chapter 687: Chapter 576: Expansion_2 Chapter 687: Chapter 576: Expansion_2 In Armenia, the top tier of the Hunters Guild also possesses something similar, a controlled Cursed Land.

Now, Roger, too, has his own cradle for Demon Hunters.

In Roger’s heart, its significance surpasses even the legacy of the various factions.

Although the training base has been built, there are still many vacant areas in the castle, without any gardens for cultivating herbs, and it also lacks a decent vineyard.

As a qualified Demon Hunter, fine wine is, of course, indispensable.

Now that there is a place, what remains to be done is to develop influence and cultivate more Demon Hunters.

With the base built, a new function has also emerged.

“United As One,” as the sacred land of all swordsmanship faction legacies and the training base for Demon Hunters, carries the hope of every Demon Hunter’s rise.

With a complete inheritance and a variety of faction branches, Demon Hunters emerging from here will leave a part of their spirit and willpower forever in this city, even if they go elsewhere.

The more Demon Hunters are cultivated, the stronger the battle power they bear, and the city becomes increasingly impregnable.

United As One, wherever there are people, there is the world!

Although no specific bonus ratio is seen, Roger can’t help but feel surging excitement, ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand or even more.

Perhaps one day, this castle will become so strong that not even the destruction of the world could bring it down.

Or, as the number of trained Demon Hunters increases, the area covered by the castle will grow too, and by then, the location of the Hunter Base will be the world!

“It’s a pity that right now, it only improves the defensive power of the castle. If it could increase my combat power…”

Roger can’t help but greedily think.

If such a day really comes, what is the need to comprehend swordsmanship or practice Spiritual Power?

A man is a city, a city is a world.

There is absolutely no need for any fancy stuff, just steamroll everything with pure strength.

The mere thought is exhilarating.

After indulging in fantasy, Roger collects his thoughts. The vast castle currently only has ten Demon Hunters, and Roger plans to move forward hand in hand; he will be responsible for selecting successors from various fractions and increasing the power of the Elite Hunters.

Henrik and others will take care of recruiting new Demon Hunters.

In Armenia, the base number of ordinary Demon Hunters is quite large, moreover, recent changes in Europe have also affected the whole Western World.

The emerging Transcendent World, in this technologically advanced age, is almost impossible to hide. If development continues, it won’t be much longer before the Transcendent World surfaces fully.

At that time, there will definitely be more supernatural events and, naturally, a need for more Demon Hunters.

“Our era has come!”

Roger shouts from the top of a tower.

“I’ll try to get in touch with the Sorcerer’s Association and build a teleportation array on the outskirts of the forest,” Amanda says from beside him.

Roger nods, “Leave it to you, we’ve obtained a lot of materials from Lilith’s Magic Mirror. Let me know if you need anything.”

“Also…” he turns to glance at Henrik, “bring Ingmar and others here, don’t you think we should hold the Green Grass Trial for them here?”

“That’s a brilliant idea!”

Henrik’s face lights up with excitement.

“I’ll stay here.”

Claudia speaks up. As their main base, while the training base itself has corresponding defensive barriers, having a Fourth Tier guarding it personally is excellent.

Although different from the previous three Hunter’s Cabins, Roger can also arrive here at any time through his Penetration ability. After calculating the time, Henrik eagerly returns to Bordeaux, and Amanda heads to the center of Armenia.

Roger naturally returns to Hankawa, and Claudia stays here alone.

The castle is still quite empty, but perhaps that will change before long, and it will become lively.

Unfortunately, for now, the corpse of the Elder of Shadows can only be summoned in the real world through the Shadow Cottage.

If his body could be placed at the center of the castle as a sort of Guardian, the training base’s security would be ensured.

Back in Hankawa, Roger gathers his focus; he must treasure the following days as he will continue to learn from Sword Master Cold Crow. Such an opportunity is rare.

The whole day of learning goes smoothly, and Sword Master Cold Crow’s looks at Roger with increasing satisfaction. Roger knows that this peaceful learning time cannot last long.

Although Sword Master Cold Crow appeared very relaxed, the plans of Tengu Shrine were like a suspended sword over his head, never knowing when it would fall.

Before certain things arrived, Roger had to do his utmost to absorb experience and accumulate the capital for his rise.

Since their last meeting, Higurashi Chika had not left the house for several days, and Roger had secretly checked once.

To his somewhat shock, that strange murderous aura on Higurashi Chika had become even denser.

Although it wasn’t affecting one’s psyche as it did last time, given the current growth rate, it probably wouldn’t be long before Roger would need to help her resolve the hidden dangers again.

What’s more important was… the rate at which Higurashi Chika’s spiritual power was growing.

It was almost one level per day, and if it weren’t for the fact that she hadn’t gone out, Roger would even suspect that Higurashi Chika also possessed the ability of a Spirit Eater.

“Asura… Nekomata… Spirit Eater…”

Thinking of the smile hanging on Sword Master Cold Crow’s face, Roger’s heart sank.

As dusk fell, he instructed Uma to pay attention to the surroundings before activating his Penetration abilities.

“Everything’s ready, everyone is waiting for you below.”

Upon seeing Roger’s arrival, Henrik immediately said.

“Then let’s start.”

Roger and Henrik went into a hall built on the mountainside, which was specially designed for the Green Grass Trial.

There were two stone steles at the entrance, with one recording the complete process of the Green Grass Trial, while the other was left blank.

Roger knew that if someone died, their name would appear on the blank stele.

Even now, with all preparations made perfectly, Roger couldn’t ensure a 100% success rate in the Green Grass Trial, as there were still variables in the process.

That stele served as a reminder of the price of transcendence.

Even with full confidence, one must remain cautious.

Apart from Ingmar, Lawrence, and others, there were still five people preparing for the Green Grass Trial, and Roger only recognized two familiar faces.

Lawrence’s sleeve was still empty. Henrik had once mentioned limb regeneration to him, but Lawrence had actively declined.

The Green Grass Potion prepared for him included the spinal marrow of a Green Lizard Beast, so if all went well, after completing the Green Grass Trial, Lawrence’s severed arm should be able to regrow.

Initially, the group had accidentally entered the Voodoo Association’s Cursed Land along with Roger, and at that time, although there was a gap in everyone’s strength, they were barely at the same tier.

But now while they were still struggling to enter the Transcendent realm, Roger had already made rapid progress, earning a pivotal status even in Armenia.

The team’s captain, Tangde, was absent, and Henrik mentioned that he was a family man whose spirit was crushed by the accidental experience in the Cursed Land, reverting him to the life of a normal person.

Roger respected everyone’s choices and noticed the burning fighting spirit in Ingmar’s eyes. According to the woman, she was determined to die in battle.

Not wanting to affect everyone’s morale, Roger didn’t engage in pleasantries but formally executed the complete process of the Green Grass Trial.

After the injection of the Potions, everyone’s bodies underwent rapid changes, and the difference in constitution and mental will became evident.

Ingmar had the strongest will, Lawrence had the highest comprehensive quality, and, barring any accidents, both might succeed in completing the Green Grass Trial.

Leaving Henrik to observe, Roger walked out of the hall.

“Will he succeed?”

Just then, a voice came from around the corner of the external corridor of the hall.

Roger turned his head and saw a petite figure walk out of the shadows.

The girl seemed much more mature after a period of time, less stubborn on the face and a bit more weariness in her brow.

She wore an oversized crescent-colored coat, and on the chest, Roger saw a familiar symbol.

Gwent Card.

“You came.” He wasn’t surprised, knowing Hathaway was bound to appear here since her mother was undergoing the Green Grass Trial.

“You have to believe, she will succeed.”

Roger smiled.

“As the founder of Gwent Card, my words are prophecies.”