Outside the house, the villagers in the village were lying in a slant. The potion used by Marek was very effective. They would not wake up one by one until tomorrow morning at least.

Lidton and the other two looked at Sigmund with a vague awe. They still remembered the scene when Sigmund dragged Chaneld, who was like a dead dog, into the village from outside the forest.

"Boss, you say Henrik is a demon hunter. What is his weapon?" asked the young man next to Litton.

"Look at the gun on his waist."

"What gun?" The two of them looked closely. The pistol that Sigmund was pinning on his waist was emitting a silver-white light under the flames.

"This color..." Litton widened his eyes.

"No way? He actually added cloud steel to his pistol?!"

The purpose of their trip was to find rebar, and of course they could not understand the characteristics of this metal.

"Henrik, can you show me your gun?"

Sigmun raised his head and found that Litton stared straight at his waist. Brother, your request is reasonable, but your tone and eyes are a little too much.

Swish.

Sigmun threw out his pistol without hesitation.

Bang.

With a slight drop in his right hand, Lidon felt the weight of the pistol. With the light around him, the two people around him also came up. After a close observation, they could easily distinguish the metal that made the pistol.

"It's really cloud steel, not a surface coating, but an overall structure... Look at the patterns on it, this is a spiritual power cycle. This spiritual power cycle is made on a precise structure. I haven't heard of it, not to mention seeing it."

Lidon looked admiring and stroked the thick gun body with love. At the same time, he felt a strong envy in his heart. He just wanted to find a small piece of cloud steel, but in Henrik's hand, he was used to create a whole pistol.

"Boss, I know why he has no weapons anymore." The little follower beside him whispered.

"Do you think he's the same as that Marek?"

The three of them looked at each other and said in unison: "Fourth level?!"

Both of them are level 4, so there is no need for metric weapons.

Yes, that must be the truth.

Not sure what the three of them were muttering, but when Sigmun was about to enter the house to inquire about the progress of the investigation, a hot body crashed into his arms.

It's Claire.

The girl wrapped around Sigmun's neck, approached his ear, and said exactly the same words as Litton.

"Henrik, can you show me your gun?"

"You can go find him at Leighton." Sigmun replied honestly.

"No, you should know which gun I'm talking about." Sigmund understood the flame in Claire's eyes.

He smiled slightly and asked, "Oh...just look?"

"Try it by the way!" Claire raised his head.

The night was dark, and on the long night, it flashed through the trial of the brother and sister.

I feel refreshed when I wake up in the morning.

When he returned the gun, Sigmun was startled by Lidon's blood-red eyes, thinking that his whipping against Claire had attracted the other party's dissatisfaction, but then he realized that all this came from his desire for cloud rebar.

"What a good gun." Litton sighed.

Sigmun looked weird and similar words, he heard Claire say many times last night.

After a greeting, everyone originally planned to part ways. The two times got along Sigmun had a good impression of Lidon. If a person like Lidon improves his strength, he will definitely become a qualified Demon Hunter Captain if he is assigned to a city.

Instead of being like the one in your own home.

The interrogation of Chanelder throughout the night almost revolved around one topic.

What does it feel like?

To be more specific, please describe it carefully!

Damn, you can't do anything other than the adjective of cool?!

Marek's roar could be heard from Sigmon far away.

If a demon hunter like Lidon joins the official organization through appropriate channels, his development should be very fast. He pointed it out in a vague way, and Lidon seemed to be a little moved.

An interesting thing happened before leaving.

The strongest cuckold brother in history, Mr. Tom, sat alone for a long time after waking up. Then, his past experiences and emotions flashed in his mind again.

He found the carpenter next door who was still unconscious in the crowd.

What's next...

The poor Mr. Carpenter will be the only one who will be the master craftsman in the future. The stick that supported him for the first half of his life was broken.

After dealing with everything, he took Chanelde and Sigmon and the other three to leave the mountain village. The capture of the forbidden object was completed, but for those who were forced to be connected, all this was not over.

The dream home that has completely distorted human nature and has been completely broken by evil forces.

"Two 4th level, they are really powerful men."

Lidon and the other two sighed.

"It's really strong." The only female member of the three repeated.

"Didn't you pay attention?" she spread her hands, "Claire, you haven't gotten up until now."

Litton said it was very confusing.

…………

Sigmun sat in the shaking carriage, holding a notebook in his left hand and writing quickly with the pen in his right hand.

"Everything went well, Sigmon, Rebecca and I took the steam train to Abetus and settled down smoothly, we lived in the familiar Elm Street, yes, you read that right, that Elm Street in Liam City."

"It's not strange that the two cities have streets with the same name. When I came to Liam City, it was precisely because of this reason that Rebecca chose to live there."

I am used to seeing the prosperity of London, the Thames river and towering towers in my memory, but even so, Abetus is still impressive. I have to say that this is a unique city and you will definitely like it.

I revealed to Rebecca the news that you are still alive. She is very happy and hopes that you can have a good drink with her after you come to Abetus.

She lives in a huge family with strict classes and numerous rules. She returned here to develop her career. But it is obvious that Rebecca’s relationship with her family members was not harmonious, and she seemed unwilling to rely on their power.

There are many things that I need to adapt to in a new environment and a new life. Although I meet you in my dreams every night, I hate washing the bed sheets after waking up, and I don’t want to lie alone in the bed to experience it carefully.

I hope to see you in Abetus.

Face to face.

The pen stopped sliding, and Sigmun couldn't help but smile when he saw this. Although it was separated by thousands of miles, it did not hinder the relationship between him and Ashley.

Almost every night he had to enter Ashley's dream through his ability to enter the dream. The gentlemen should be very clear about the rest. Because of the absurdity of the dream, the two of them could often experience many postures and methods that could not be tried in reality.

To be honest, Sigmun didn't expect one day to change his bed exercise from physical activity to mental activity.

But how to say it, although the process is pleasant, there will always be a hint of emptiness after waking up, and even after several consecutive days, it will induce deeper desires.

Become more...

Just as he was about to put away his pen, his fingers moved and the paper rubbed.

Within three days, if you can appear in Abetus, I would like to try the one you mentioned yesterday in reality...

Bang!

Sigmon couldn't wait to close the notes and put away the pen.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

He knocked several times to attract Marek's attention.

"Captain, will there be any missions next? When will we arrive at Abetus?"

After dealing with the incident of the taboo [group], they drove the carriage all the way north, running around for nearly half a month, dealing with several extraordinary events and completing the containment of the taboo.

After this period, Sigmun's spiritual power has grown rapidly, and the third level has steadily exceeded more than half. If he wanders around for a while, he should be able to reach the minimum standard for promotion.

At this time, they were not too far from Abetus, and they drove them with all their might and could reach them in at most two days, but it was obvious that the high-intensity battles and extraordinary events made Marek's spirit less stable.

Sigmun has noticed that his captain has a little irritable impulse, but overall the problem is not big and is still within the controllable range.

If the two rush to Abetus next, Sigmun should be able to arrive before Ashley's agreed time.

So……

Long separation is better than a newlywed marriage, but if Marek continues to work, Sigmun can only go there together.

"Originally there was a plantation in the west that we needed to deal with, but we were lucky. Others went there to help us solve it first, so we could go directly to Abetus and have a good rest."

"marvelous!"

Sigmun turned to the driving seat of the carriage, "You go and have a rest, I'll come with the rest of the way."

"Okay." Marek frowned, his eyebrows filled with annoyance.

"What a pity, Sigmun, that taboo object [group] actually swallows the lifespan of the user. No wonder Qianerde grows so fast. It took only how long it took to go from a young man under 30 to a middle-aged man in his 40s."
To be continued...