Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 346 - Chapter 346 Chapter 346 Sleeping Valley

Chapter 346: Chapter 346 Sleeping Valley Chapter 346: Chapter 346 Sleeping Valley The Mountain Woman blinked.

“Are you referring to fragments of a Fairy Tale World?”

“World Fragment? I thought it was a Cursed Item.”

“That understanding isn’t incorrect, as most of the Cursed Items we see are formed after the manifestation of a fragment of a shattered World Fragment.”

“You’ve given me quite a challenge.”

The Mountain Woman closed her eyes.

“You don’t know where similar things can be found either?”

“No,” she shook her head.

“Not many things that happen in the forest can be hidden from me; what I’m pondering is whether I should tell you about that place.”

The Mountain Woman seemed hesitant.

“Is there any danger? Tell me the exact location, and I’ll decide for myself.”

Roger said.

“The dangers inherent to the object itself are only part of the problem. Many people are looking for the fragments of the Fairy Tale World, such as the Round Table Knight Order and the female sorceresses of Engelman.”

At this, Roger’s interest was immediately piqued.

“Are you talking about the Brothers Green? They control the Round Table Knight Order, don’t they? Do they have many fragments of the Fairy Tale World, perhaps even forming a small world?”

“That’s right.”

“After all these years, with the foundation of the Round Table Knight Order, they must have accumulated many fragments, and the region these pieces have formed is quite substantial.”

“It’s their secret; what exactly happens within that world, no one knows.”

“As for the female sorceresses of Engelman, they began collecting fragments of the Fairy Tale World later than the Round Table Knight Order. It’s said they are still missing a key Golden Page.”

“The so-called Golden Page is the key to forming a mini Fairy Tale World. Only through it can the other pages be linked together to form a unique book distinctive to its owner.”

Roger understood the meaning in the Mountain Woman’s words, “You mean to say that the world presented by this book varies depending on who holds it?”

“Yes,” the Mountain Woman nodded.

She murmured some Spells under her breath, a fleck of light flickered on her finger, and then she slightly titled her head, pulling three strands of hair from her temple.

After the three strands were pulled out, they twisted together and formed a branch with three leaves in the Mountain Woman’s hands.

“Take this to the depths of the forest, to Sleeping Valley. It will help you find your way.”

“Be careful, some terrible things have been happening in the forest lately; dark forces are awakening, and frightening creatures are rising from their slumber.”

“The area you’re heading to is not safe, so be cautious and don’t let those terrifying creatures spot you,” the Mountain Woman warned him in the end.

She turned her head one last time to gaze at the sleeping Henrik, “Dawn is approaching, take your friend and leave.”

After speaking, she bent down and gently kissed Henrik’s forehead, “The forest will protect you.”

Roger’s eyes widened, it seemed like this lucky guy was Henrik.

Given the miracles the Mountain Woman had always shown, Roger didn’t think her final kiss was merely a gesture; perhaps some mysterious Spell Energy remained on Henrik.

By the time Roger pushed the door and entered the cabin, the Mountain Woman who was just by the window had vanished without a trace, and the room appeared desolate and run-down, with Henrik sound asleep on the bed in his clothes.

The first ray of sunlight filtered through the gaps in the branches and fell on Henrik’s face. He rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed.

“What happened?”

“Where are those adorable twins?”

Henrik was excited, “Roger, you really are the best brother.”

He leapt out of bed, but his legs gave out as he landed, nearly collapsing to the ground.

Roger stood by, chuckling without any intention of helping.

“Come on, help me up.”

Just then, Roger suddenly turned his head towards the door and said, “You’re back, my friend is still sleeping…”

Before he could finish, Henrik, whose legs had felt like jelly, abruptly got up and dashed to the door in a few steps.

“Ha ha.”

Roger chuckled and patted Henrik on the shoulder, “Let’s go, we’re leaving this place.”

Henrik still looked reluctant to leave. On their way back, Roger noticed that he pulled a uniquely designed bamboo whistle from his pocket.

“What do you have there?”

“A little gift from my sister. She told me to blow this whistle in the depths of the forest if I missed her,” Henrik said with a chuckle.

Henrik gave Roger a meaningful look. “She specifically instructed me to use this thing after the sun sets,” he said, “Such an obvious hint, you must know what it means, right?”

Roger nodded, “A single night is too short. Next time, I suggest you use it during the day so you can spend more time with this beautiful girl.”

“You seem to make a lot of sense.”

Henrik stroked his chin, deep in thought.

Although they had the location of a new Golden Page, Roger was not in a hurry to start moving.

Henrik had just been through an entire night of battle, surely exhausted. Bringing him along would only slow them down.

After leaving the dense forest, the two returned to the town and then took a car to Dublin.

Henrik spent the journey catching up on sleep, while Roger mused over the matter of the Shadow Gate. From what the Mountain Woman had said, he could deduce that the current Shadow Gate was only a special place.

After the destruction of the Shadow World, that place had become very safe, and Roger had not given up looking for a suitable property for assimilation recently, though the results were not promising.

He still couldn’t figure out the assimilation standards of the Hunter’s Cabin.

“Maybe choose that place first?”

He decided to take a closer look after returning. If he were to collaborate with Claudia for the long term, he might indeed need to reside there for an extended period.

Before assimilating the abandoned manor, it certainly needed a thorough renovation.

By the time they reached Dublin, it was already noon. After waking the drowsy Henrik, they grabbed a quick bite, and the two arrived at Hilltop Manor.

The evening party had not yet begun, and the manor was exceedingly quiet.

“Is this the place you were talking about?”

After getting out of the car, Henrik looked around the perimeter of the manor.

“It’s indeed a nice place.”

“Let’s go, show me your new friend.”

Henrik walked toward the entrance of the manor.

“You told me this manor belongs to a brother and sister, right?”

He slowed his pace, walking side by side with Roger, and nudged him lightly with his shoulder.

“So, is the sister a beauty?”

“Stay away from her.”

“That woman is not someone you should mess with. She possesses at least as much combat power as the Full Moon Witch.”

“Even better,” Henrik grinned.

“One of the reasons Cassandra became the dream lover of many Transcendents in Bordeaux was her beauty, but even more so, her power.”

He glanced at Roger, “Kid, you wouldn’t understand the thrill of conquest.”

Click.

It seemed they heard a noise outside, and the door opened, revealing a figure before the two men.

Roger was slightly taken aback; it wasn’t Claudia who appeared but Dilio.

A robust body and a face as handsome as the sun god’s.

Before Roger could speak, Henrik hurried forward a few steps, closing the distance.

Uh… no problem.

To woo the sister, naturally, one must first deal with the brother.