Chapter 52: Demon Hunt

　　 A few days later, Renn maintained a very regular life.
Wake up in the morning to meditate, exercise strength at the Basil Hotel in the morning, practice warhammer skills, go to the Violet House in the afternoon to practice piano with Viola; return to the hotel in the evening, soak in Zoltan’s mechanical workshop until late at night, almost nothing Go back to your apartment.
　　 Zoltan was very efficient, and within a few days he gathered all the materials he wanted and started his own research.
　　During this period, Renn showed off his keyboard organ skills little by little, and his rapid progress made Viola surprised and numb. The two became more and more familiar with each other, and they were in a relationship between friends and lovers.
　　 Rayne tried Viola's true purpose many times, but she didn't get any results. She seemed to be prepared for it, or she had another decision, and the distance could not be further.
　　 He is not in a hurry, but rather enjoys his current state.
　　 One thing was unexpected. That Phyllis didn't know whether the mountain giant's demon soul was fake, or knew that it was impossible to get compensation, so she didn't come to Violet House to make trouble.
　　 Since the trade fair, Viola has not seen her, nor Gallovena, the instigator.
　　 This surprised both Ren and Viola.
　　 In Zoltan’s yard, the sound of breaking through the sky is endless.
Wren only wore a white shirt. The iron warhammer wielded impermeably, and his pace was swift and steady. The heavy hammer looked very light in his hand, but it was as heavy as a mountain, without the slightest trace of muddy water. He waved it wherever he went. There was a dull and terrifying roar.
　　Hoo! call! call……
　　 After swiping for a few minutes, Ren put down his warhammer, panted slightly, and wiped the sweat from his face.
　　 After more than ten days of continuous practice, he has integrated the skills of the warhammer, like training for many years, without any jerky.
　　 With a hammer in his hand, he is confident that he can be worthy of any sword master of the same level.
　　 "I didn't expect you to be so talented on warhammer, not much worse than your swordsmanship." The voice of the witcher Roger sounded in the yard.
　　 "Master Roger, good noon." Renn smiled and said hello.
　　 As early as ten minutes ago, he noticed the existence of Roger and had been watching him for a long time.
　　 Stayed at the Basil Hotel for half a month. Renn didn't see Roger a few times. The other party was always out of sight. He was tired of staying in the room with the witch Delaire during the day and went out often at night, not knowing what he was doing.
　　Occasionally, Delerza is not there, and Roger just plays cards with Zoltan and then sleeps.
　　 Ryan looked at Roger's appearance. I don't know if it was his own illusion. The legendary demon hunter seemed a little thinner than before, and his eye bags were a little heavier, as if he lacked sleep.
　　 Dirty thoughts flashed through his mind immediately.
　　 "Did you get sucked up by the witch?"
　　 Roger yawned, and said listlessly: "I thought it was a pity that you wasted your great swordsmanship talent. Now it seems that you are more suitable to use a warhammer, which is also good."
　　 His face was relieved.
　　 The demon hunters who have never used a warhammer in this world, even the Bear School, known for their strength and defense, use swords instead of warhammers.
　　 If Renn really entered the wolf school, and then carried the warhammer all day, he would definitely make a lot of jokes.
　　 Those old stubbornness in the wolf school will never accept them.
　　 Ren heard what Roger meant, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently. He really had nothing to do with the profession of Demon Hunter.
　　 In fact, no matter what kind of weapon, swordsmanship or warhammer, it makes no difference to him.
　　 are all talented anyway.
　　He suddenly became interested and asked: "Master Roger, last time we compared swordsmanship, should we try again today? I use a warhammer to compare your swordsmanship."
　　 It's hard to find a suitable opponent. It's rare for Roger to have time today, so he happened to have a discussion with him to test the results of his practice of the warhammer in the past half month.
　　 However, Roger has no interest in this.
　　 He covered his mouth and yawned again, with a sleepy expression on his face, and shook his head: "It doesn't make much sense to compare the warhammer with you. It's almost the same anyway. I have to get some sleep."
　　 Talking, Roger got up and walked to the room.
　　 "Well, I have a chance to try again in the future." Reyn stretched out his hands helplessly, without asking.
When Roger walked to the door, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly turned around and said, "You want to try your hand so much. You will act with me at night. Finally, you can find a brood of demon cubs. There are still a lot of them. You can come to me. Be a helper."
Before Renn could answer, he said seriously: "I said in advance that hunting the devil is not like a sword, let alone a joke, but a very dangerous thing. I can't take care of you wholeheartedly in battle, you only have one level. , May be life-threatening."
　　 "How dangerous is it?" Renne asked cautiously.
　　 He really wants to participate in the hunting of demons and have the opportunity to absorb the power of the soul, but if he loses his life, it will not be worth the loss.
　　 DPS is only available when you are alive.
"It's not too dangerous. I'm just reminding you." Roger nodded after thinking for a few breaths. "This nest of demon cubs is just a large number, not really powerful. With my watching, you can do it with your strength. Be prepared and be careful. It should be fine."
　　 "Moreover, you can get a bounty for hunting demons. There should be a lot this time."
　　 "If you don't want to come, then I will ask Zoltan to go with him."
　　 Raine's eyes lit up, and there was still money to get. As a legendary demon hunter, Roger has rich experience. Since he says he can go, there is nothing to be afraid of.
　　 There are legendary powerhouses taking the lead, and learning combat experience by themselves, there are not many opportunities for this.
　　 Wren had considered where to absorb the soul before. Now it seems that hunting demons is the safest way. It can charge oneself and have a bounty, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.
　　 "Okay, I'll follow you." He immediately agreed.
　　 "Be prepared, have enough rest during the day, and leave late at night, I will call you when the time comes." Roger dropped this sentence and entered the room, and soon there was a snoring sound.
　　 After cleaning, I went to Violet House to practice piano as usual in the afternoon.
Viola heard that he was going to hunt the demon at night. He didn’t say anything. He just gave a set of light armor that fits like Roger’s. The combination of leather armor and mail armor is lighter and has good defense. , Because there is no enchantment, the price is not very high, so he accepted it.
　　 After practicing the piano, he returned to the hotel. After dinner, Ren went into the mechanical workshop in the backyard.
On the table of the 　　 workshop, there is a pile of parts.
　　 Rain quickly assembled, and within half a minute, a short-barrel shotgun was assembled.
The prototype of this gun is Remington TAC-13, but it is not exactly the same. It is the result of his transformation. The gun body is greatly shortened and more compact. It is only half a meter long from beginning to end. It only needs to be shot. Holding the gun in one hand, I also made a holster to hang on the outer thigh, which is convenient to carry and can be pulled out and shot at any time.
　　 The gun body was shortened, and the ammunition capacity dropped to five rounds.
　　 However, the power of bullets has increased. Rehn has studied for a long time and finally formulated smokeless gunpowder through the melting method and created a batch of brand new bullets.
　　 This batch of bullets is abundant, with more than one hundred bullets.
　　 Ryan didn't plan to take all the bullets, only one belt and chain, thirty in total.
　　 In addition to guns and bullets, Renn also used the remaining gunpowder to make several grenades. Because there was no suitable venue, they had not tested their power for the time being. After thinking about it, he took them along.
　　 Rain originally wanted to develop a firearm combined with the soul gun, but in addition to the mechanical technology, the creation of the soul gun requires related rune knowledge.
　　 He knows almost nothing about this, so he just put it aside.
　　 Zoltan mentioned that it is possible to teach runes knowledge, but there is a charge, and it is not cheap. Renn has not much money now, and he still has to buy other materials, which can only be considered later.
　　 Packed up the equipment and weapons, Ren went back to his room and lay down to rest.
　　 In the middle of the night, he heard the footsteps outside the door while he was asleep, and immediately got up to open the door, and saw Roger with a surprised look.
　　 "Alertness is good," Roger said lightly.
　　His spirit is much better than during the day, wearing light armor, two crossed swords behind his back, and his waist is full of stuff.
"wait a second."
Wren returned to the room, his leather locker was already on, he hung the warhammer behind his back, took the shotgun and inserted it into the holster on the outside of his thigh, the bullet chain was wrapped around his waist, and three grenades were stuffed into his trouser pocket. Out.
　　 Roger looked at the heavily armed Renn and nodded in satisfaction.
　　 But when he saw the shotgun, he reminded: "The hunt at night is in the city. Try not to shoot, so as not to disturb too many people."
"Ok."
　　 Raine heard the overtones and tried not to shoot. In fact, he could shoot, but it might be a little troublesome afterwards.
　　 The two went downstairs and walked out of the hotel with the surprised eyes of the players in the lobby.
　　Roger leads the way. He is fast, has night vision, and has extremely keen senses. He can always avoid possible threats one step in advance~EbookFREE.me~ and he left the slums smoothly.
　　 Ren ran with all his strength, and then barely followed.
　　 went all the way north, soon went west into the Honiton area, and finally stopped outside a very inconspicuous house.
　　 Rehn observes the surrounding environment, which is only one block away from the slum.
　　 He quietly turned on the Voice of All Things, and immediately heard the abnormality. There are a lot of voices in the house. There are more than a dozen men and women. It is late at night, but these people are very excited. All kinds of messy sounds are mixed together, music, love, and conversation, like a lively banquet.
　　 But from the outside, the house is completely dark, and it seems that the owner has already fallen asleep.
　　 "What the hell?" Reyne muttered inwardly.
　　 Hiding in the shadow on the corner of the street, Roger touched two small glass bottles from his skin, first drank one bottle with his head up, and then handed the remaining bottle to Renne, saying, "Drink it."
　　 Rehn took the bottle and saw that there was a dark sticky potion inside. He unscrewed the bottle cap and smelled the stench. Without hesitation, he raised his head and drank it.
　　 The unpleasant potion entered my throat, spicy and choking, and almost didn't spit it out.
　　 Soon, Ren felt an evil energy permeating his body and quickly flowing throughout his body. The blood vessels on the back of his hand were protruding, and there was a vague black thing spreading in it, his whole body was numb, and there was a bit of pain.
　　 After ten seconds, everything was back to normal again, and nothing was unusual on the surface.
　　 During this period, Roger took out a bottle of sword oil and wiped it on the silver sword, making the rune on the sword obscure, exuding a sharp meaning.
　　 After doing all this, Roger held a sword in his hand and said, "I will go in first, and you will follow me."
　　 Ren nodded silently, took the warhammer from his back and held it in his hand.