Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 338 - Chapter 338 Chapter 338 Claudias Cooperation

Chapter 338: Chapter 338 Claudia’s Cooperation Chapter 338: Chapter 338 Claudia’s Cooperation The Faceless was astute, gauging the thoughts in Roger’s heart just by looking at his expression.

She stood up, and starting from the skin of her toes, bloomed layer by layer like a flower blossoming.

When all the changes converged above her head, The Faceless had donned an appropriate long dress.

“You misunderstand, I have no such intentions. The abnormalities in my body can easily be exposed by the observant, so in another state, I suppress my power to appear as normal as possible,” she explained.

The Faceless continued.

“But that Dilio is truly too impulsive. His desires are so many, they easily attract trouble for me.”

Roger nodded his head.

“Though I’m not clear on your purpose for gathering these people here, what that guy did on the high platform with the mask clearly crossed the tolerance limit of the Round Table Knight Order.”

“Even if we evade the Round Table Knights’ scrutiny now, it won’t be long before trouble finds us.”

“Indeed.”

The Faceless agreed, “That’s why I hope to have your assistance.”

She looked at Roger.

This woman might not have a face of her own, so every mask she wore was a disguise to her. Based solely on expressions and eyes, Roger couldn’t fathom her true thoughts.

He spread his hands helplessly.

“So at least I should know what your purpose is?”

He had already vaguely guessed the bargaining chip The Faceless was using to seek cooperation. From every angle, he found no reason to refuse.

The Faceless stared at Roger for a while, “It’s somewhat a secret, but indeed a prerequisite to forming an alliance.”

She walked to the wall and pointed to the delicate masks hanging there.

“These are all beautiful works of art, aren’t they?”

Roger nodded.

“But what if I tell you that every mask here is alive, each one part of me–would you believe it?”

“All of them?”

Roger was indeed surprised, as the masks on the wall were numerous, surpassing hundreds.

“In the Foreign Spirit Assembly, I’m called The Faceless, as Dickinson must have told you, our nicknames there not only represent an identity but also subtly imply our races.”

She gently removed the mask from her face.

That hollow, horrifying cheek reappeared before Roger’s eyes.

“Our race’s physique is entirely different from humans, in a sense, even unlike any known creature in this world.”

“Naturally, our advancement method also fundamentally differs from ordinary people’s.”

“I am currently at the Third Tier, which roughly equates to the level of a Full Moon Witch.”

“To advance to the next tier, I need to collect a thousand faces and satisfy their desires.”

At this, a look of sudden realization crossed Roger’s face.

Everything he had experienced in this manor was a whirl of hedonism, pointing to some of the most primitive human desires.

Lust, money, fine food, blood, and ultimately, immortality.

The Faceless nodded.

“To be honest, the bizarre mask that Dilio found has been a great help. The craving for immortality is etched deep in the genes of every creature,” she said.

“This desire is the most direct and strongest. In just a few months, my progress has been astonishing. If I continue at this rate, I may soon fulfill a thousand desires and collect a thousand faces.”

“And then ascend to the Fourth Tier.”

Roger read the hidden meaning in The Faceless’s eyes and took the initiative to speak, “So, you plan to have me do those things Dilio was doing before?”

The Faceless nodded.

“Is there a problem with that? You can get the mask and help me with the related matters, a mutual benefit.”

Yet Roger decisively shook his head.

“I don’t want trouble.”

“The blood ritual combined with the transformation of ordinary humans… Dublin is Eld’s capital; the Round Table Knights won’t just stand by.”

“The Round Table Knights have twelve vice-commanders, each with the combat strength of a Full Moon Witch, and that’s only the strength of the Knights.”

“The power hidden in the shadows of the Privy Council is even more terrifying. We don’t stand a chance.”

“If we continue like this, all that awaits us is annihilation.”

Roger looked at The Faceless.

“After all, our identities must not see the light.”

The Faceless remained silent, then put the mask back on.

“You make a lot of sense.”

“In the past, these matters were always handled by Dilio…”

The Faceless seemed troubled.

Roger’s heart stirred, “Since your goal is to collect desires, as long as you’re careful not to ruffle the feathers of the Round Table Knight Order and avoid aggressive methods.”

“We should be much safer.”

“Is that so?”

Roger probed.

The Faceless nodded.

“It will just be much slower.”

Roger’s eyes grew brighter, as an idea gradually took shape in his mind.

“Your current methods are too brutal, you might try to bring in some new changes, to substitute quantity for quality.”

“If all goes well, the pace will definitely be slower than before, but it will be much safer in comparison.”

The Faceless became interested.

“Do you have a way?”

Roger nodded, but another name came to mind.

“For that guy, this must be something he’s quite adept at, right?”

Good friends, after all, pull them in to lend a hand.

Roger looked at the swaying figure of The Faceless, “Brother, I brought you here to help you sort out your lower-half issues.”

One such exceptional woman is enough.

Hmm, Roger thought, slowly making up his mind.

“I need to prepare.”

“In that case, from now on everything in the manor is in your hands.”

The Faceless spoke, and suddenly her head rotated 180 degrees.

Following that, a bone mask slowly emerged at the back of her head, she took off the mask, and then handed it to Roger.

“This is yours now.”

Roger was slightly startled, not even sure whether he should reach out to take the mask.

“You trust me just like that?”

The eyes of The Faceless glimmered with an unusual light.

“I may have a thousand faces, but only one heart, and my heart tells me you are trustworthy.”

“Furthermore…”

The Faceless smiled faintly, “If you take my things, you won’t be able to escape.”

In that instant, Roger felt as if a pair of eyes in the void were watching him closely.

This woman was more terrifying than he had imagined.

“Alright.”

Roger took the mask.

“Pleasure doing business.”

The Faceless smiled faintly.

“From now on you can call me Claudia.”

Fingering the bone mask in his hand, Roger felt the abnormal fluctuations coming from the Domino he kept close to his body.

He knew this item must be closely linked to Anna.