Demon Hunter and His Cabin

Due to the Soul Realm shattering, the entire world's power has undergone earth-shattering changes, and under Chloe's leadership, the Demon Hunter organization has risen accordingly.

Additionally, the energy shocks and mutations brought by the Soul Realm fragments have provided the soil for the birth of monsters in this world.

So, under the grand premise of the clash between the two camps, the advent of the Transcendent is also imminent.

Backdrop of era opportunities.

The organization now is vastly different from what it was.

"At first, I left for a period of time, but after Emily grew, I have been hiding here all along," Chloe said despondently.

"Once I dreamed daily of the prosperity of my family, but now I've mastered vast power, yet this world has lost the soil for nobles to continue existing."

"The so-called noble legacy is meaningless; I'm not even sure if my wish has been achieved or failed."

Due to Roger's gift before leaving, Chloe's strength increased at a tremendous pace, and if there were no other accidents, absolutely no one in this world would be Chloe's match.

This is also the biggest reason he can control Ox and influence Olivia.

"When are you leaving?" Chloe suddenly asked.

"Why are you asking this?" Roger looked surprised.

"Agree to one condition, leave something before you go, at least so my life thereafter isn't so dull."

Roger hesitated, strange knowledge flashing in his mind.

According to the world's development process, even under the grand backdrop of Transcendent advent, it seems it doesn't prevent the sprouting of technology.

Leave something interesting?

What's more interesting than the internet?

But if one wants to popularize such a thing... wouldn't it take a couple of hundred years?

This won't work; still need to think of other methods.

Roger was pondering, when he suddenly felt a weight on him.

"Stop messing around, I'm thinking about your previous question."

"No need for you to worry, I've already thought of it."

Chloe leaned close to Roger's ear and whispered a word.

"Child?!"

Roger widened his eyes, then shook his head, "It's not that I don't want to give, but my physical structure is completely different from ordinary people."

"Some things can't be gotten just because you want them, nor can I give just because I want to," he said helplessly.

"That's your business!" Chloe bit her lip.

"Figure it out yourself, hmph, if not..." a flash of threat in her eyes, Roger instantly understood, in the days before he officially leaves, he'll be tremendously busy.

Three days later, Roger extricated himself from Chloe's entanglements, not because he was too tired, nor because Chloe was weary, but because Olivia and Ox, who had received the news, returned to the manor immediately.

"Great master!"

Ox knelt to the ground, his gaze towards Roger filled with madness.

Olivia, although more reserved, also held a look of reverence.

She understood all her current achievements are inseparable from the influence of the man before her.

It was he who broke the shackles of the world, allowing this place to thrive.

Nowadays, Olivia's goal is no longer limited to the immediate area, Philip's kingdom is no longer his match, she sets her sights on the other side of the sea, on the entire world.

Deep in her heart, she even harbors an even grander goal.

Other Soul Realms.

Due to Heinris's departure and the death of most Immortals, the entire district is in a state of chaos, naturally making it the best time to act.

Roger expresses his support for this, even leaving a way to contact Kenneth.

Others are unaware of Heinris's departure, but Roger understands this place well; with Kenneth's help, they should be able to bring this area under the Dragon Court at minimal cost.

This would not only expand Roger's range of activity but also indirectly enhance his power.

Dinner ended, and Chloe surprisingly didn't continue pestering Roger.

"Finally, I can have a good night's rest," Roger breathed a sigh of relief.

Delicacies are good, but eating too much... can also be overwhelming.

But just as he thought he would have the quietest night since returning, a familiar scene appeared when he pushed open the door.

Unlike the previous appearance, this time Emily, although also draped in light gauze, wore a face brimming with expectancy and joy.

Recalling Chloe's oddly meaningful gaze before leaving, Roger couldn't help but chuckle.

"Perhaps this is the true life of a Demon Hunter?"

"Was I too conservative before?"

Emily smiled and approached Roger, "It's the wish of Miss Chloe."

The same words, as if from yesterday.

She hugged Roger's neck, her red lips near his ear.

"And mine too."

Sigh...

Roger let out a soft sigh.

As a man, perhaps one should endure more hardship.

Many days and nights passed without a word.

It wasn't until the moment before leaving that Roger struggled out of the vortex.

"This has made up for ten years," he couldn't help but sigh, just before his body disappeared, leaving behind a meaningful remark from Chloe.

"Rest well, see you next time."

What made Roger stagger wasn't Chloe, but the realization he came to at this moment.

At Kaer Morhen, waiting for him was not just two.

But there's still plenty of time, perhaps it can be repaid.

Perhaps...

...

The night sky was full of stars.

Roger's figure appeared silently; it was deep into the night, and the entire castle was quiet. His arrival did not attract anyone's attention.

Standing atop the castle, looking at this place that in a real sense was closest to home, for a moment, a trace of loneliness emerged in Roger's heart.

He suddenly became curious about that world on the brink of collapse, the one that in his memory had been virtualized into a game.

What is it like now?

Perhaps that was his true home?

Clearly, his mind had been filled with the thought of returning home, but upon stepping onto this land, he felt a tinge of fear.

So he didn't seek anyone out, just sat atop the castle, gazing into the distance.

Let it be, stay here, and don't think about that collapsed world; the so-called responsibility was just something imposed on himself.

He had no memories of that place.

But here he had friends and loved ones.

Pat.

A soft sound, and something fluffy brushed past his neck, revealing a snow-white figure in the moonlight.

"Master, you're back!"

Uma's voice lacked its previous flippancy, tinged with a hint of desolation amidst the calm.

Given their relationship, if Roger appeared here, Uma would certainly be the first to discover him.

Unexpectedly, she didn't tease Roger. Instead, Uma's figure bounced, landing on an empty patch of ground not far in front of Roger.

Her body arched slightly, and in a blink, she transformed back to her original form.

"A hundred years, I finally awaited your return!"

"A hundred years?!" Roger's body trembled violently, a hint of terror flashing in his eyes.

The allure of endless life was undeniable, but losing companionship was a scenario Roger could hardly imagine.

"To be precise, a hundred and twenty-seven years."

Uma hung her head, her voice choked up, yet Roger failed to notice how perfectly her lowered posture concealed her expression.

"A hundred and twenty-seven years, how is everyone... are they okay?"

Roger almost instinctively believed Uma's words.

"Some have left, some have vanished."

"Others have left us forever."

"In the days you were absent, many, many things occurred."

Uma slowly stood up.

"You know? Every day, I hoped for your return, I waited and waited, day after day, year after year, countless days and nights..."

"I saw their departures, witnessed the desolation here; at this moment, I understood that time is the greatest enemy."

"No one stays here forever, except for me."

"Desolation?" Even though it was night, it didn't affect Roger's vision; in his view, the entire Kaer Morhen, while not brightly lit, was in no way desolate.

"Master, these years have been so lonely for me, I missed you so much..." Uma said, slowly approaching Roger as if seeking a hug.

It was then that Roger finally noticed the cunning hidden in Uma's eyes; he stepped back half a pace and instantly figured things out.

"Uma, what kind of trickery are you up to again?"

"I'm cold, so cold, my heart is empty, there's nowhere for my heart to rest!" She clutched her chest, eyes glistening, looking pitifully pathetic.

But just then, another voice came from the darkness.

"Hey, Uma, what are you doing here when the movie's halfway through?"

"You're talking all quirky, got too addicted to drama?"

Upon hearing this voice, Roger couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Yukiko was still binge-watching, meaning his time away shouldn't have been too long.

And then Yukiko, who had hurriedly climbed up, saw the scene before her.

A scream pierced the night sky from the darkness.

"Roger!!"

And then the entire castle was awakened.