Chapter 414: Chapter 414: Hot Dogs and Steaks Chapter 414: Chapter 414: Hot Dogs and Steaks After killing Bedivere, despite there being no eyewitnesses, Roger never anticipated that the other mbers of the Round Table Knight Order would co looking for him so soon.
Luckily, the Hunter’s Cabin had reforged the Sword of the Sun for him and rged Bedivere’s Inheritance Core into it, which led Gaharad to mistake him for a Round Table Knight who had just completed the Inheritance Ceremony.
Now, Roger could only stubbornly continue the masquerade.
However, in a sense, aside from the corresponding mories and so-called loyalty, in terms of power, there was not much difference between Roger now and Gaharad.
Perhaps, once Roger fully mastered Gaharad’s power, the combat strength he displayed could even surpass that of past Heritage Knights.
“Hart Spirit’s Horn.”
“This is actually an unexpected fortune,” Roger muttered to himself.
He had once had a brief skirmish with the Deerhead Spirit, and with his current strength, facing that monster one on one in the forest, even if he could defeat it, it would be very difficult to kill.
Now with the help of three other Heritage Knights, it was almost certain that this mission would be a complete success.
What remained was for Roger to consider how to reasonably obtain the Hart Spirit’s Horn after the mission was completed.
As long as he acquired this item, along with the previous Vampire’s Fang,
Dream Trials!
Passing the trials would cause Roger’s combat ability to explosively increase by a great margin!
After this delay, the night receded, and a new day arrived.
After seeing off Veronica and her brother, Roger’s life returned to its peaceful rhythm, not imdiately diving into intense training, as he still had so hidden injuries that had not healed.
During the rest period, Roger unexpectedly received a call from Amanda.
Amanda’s bloodline talent was indeed astonishing.
With the help of special resonance training thods, her bloodline purity was improving every day at an unbelievable rate.
Apart from her ntor, Amanda’s terrifying talent had also caught the attention of other high-ranking Magicians of the Sorcerer’s Brotherhood.
Roger subtly brought up Cynthia’s matter to Amanda, who didn’t say much else, as the red-haired girl who had awakened was no longer the ordinary high school student she used to be.
Amanda was about to begin an important ritual soon, and the two agreed to et in Mist City in a few days. After catching up on each other’s recent situations, they hung up the phone.
“Was that Amanda?”
Henrik erged from sowhere, speaking resentfully, “Do you know where Claudia went?”
“Who knows?”
Roger shrugged, glancing at Henrik.
“Sotis, if you eat hot dogs every day, there cos a day when you get tired of them and might want to try a different flavor, perhaps a steak.”
It seed Henrik understood sothing.
“You an…”
“Claudia wants to seek so novelty?”
“And after she’s had her fill of steak, she will return?”
“Heh heh.”
Roger looked at Henrik impassively.
“No, you’ve got it wrong.”
“Think about it. If you get used to steak, would you still want to take another look at hot dogs?”
Henrik was struck as if by lightning.
“I an, Roger…” He clutched his chest but found he had nothing to say.
Ignoring Henrik’s sorrowful appearance, Roger sat in the Shadow Cottage and carefully examined the Sword of the Sun in his hands.
He profoundly realized that within Bedivere’s Inheritance Core was not only Bedivere’s power but also a part of his mories.
Even though they were only surface mories, they would provide great assistance for Roger’s upcoming masquerade as a Heritage Knight.
Two days later, having recovered a portion of her strength, Goway left the manor. What happened to Grace had deeply hurt her, and she was now eager to return to her clan to enhance her power.
After seeing Goway off from Dublin, Roger, fully prepared, went directly to the residence of the Round Table Knight Order in the city.
He hadn’t been waiting long in the room when a hearty laugh echoed through.
“What did you say to that day? Maybe a year, maybe a month, or perhaps the very next second.”
A burly man with a full beard appeared at the door.
“I didn’t expect you to complete the Inheritance Ceremony so soon.”
Gareth tilted his head to size up Roger.
“But your power…”
Roger looked up at the burly man, “Want to give it a try?”
To conceal his secrets, Bedivere always kept to himself and seldom mingled with the other Round Table Knights, save for missions.
Therefore, to outsiders, although Bedivere was powerful, he appeared solitary, which conveniently allowed Roger to disguise himself for the following period.
“It really is Bedivere.”
Gareth laughed nonchalantly, “Gaharad said your mories have clashed.”
He waved his hand dismissively, “None of that matters as long as the strength is still there.”
At that mont, a bald Burly Man erged from behind him, who was Gareth’s brother Gaheris.
“What about Tristan?” asked Roger.
“He is still recovering his strength; I’m afraid he won’t be able to be the main force in this fight,” replied Gareth.
“When do we depart?”
Roger inquired.
“We need to wait a bit longer. Since your mory has clashed, let reintroduce you to the situation regarding this Hart Spirit,” Gaheris said.
“In fact, from the beginning to the end, we are only facing a monster…”
“This Hart Spirit possesses a terrifying rebirth ability. If we can’t find the host of its resurrection, the root of the spell, then no matter how many tis we kill it, it will co back to life.”
Upon hearing this, Roger’s eyebrows rose slightly. If that was the case, couldn’t they repeatedly kill this monster to harvest its valuable materials?
No, it couldn’t be that simple.
To avoid exposing any flaws, he did not rashly ask any questions but listened as Gaheris continued:
“So the core of this battle is to find the Hart Spirit’s Hostage. On this, we need to rely on soone else’s help.”
“A Third Tier Druid Master, Yebeni!”
“After we kill this Hart Spirit, he will be able to track the Hart Spirit’s Hostage the mont it activates its rebirth ability.”
“That’s when it gets critical.”
“We must find and destroy it before the Hart Spirit has a chance to transfer its Hostage!”
“Does that an we need to kill this monster twice in a very short ti span?” Roger asked.
“Yes, although it is a bit difficult, this ti we have four people, and your Fla Attribute completely counters this monster.”
“With the Druid’s assistance, we have a great chance of success!”
Gaheris answered.
“I don’t have an issue, but I have one condition. After killing this Hart Spirit, I need its horns,” Roger stated.
“Impossible!”
Before Gaheris could respond, a stern voice ca from outside, “The horns are mine!”
Turning his head, Roger looked in the direction from which the voice had co.
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