Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 852

Sabina was clearly dressed up for this day.

Her shirt is made of black chiffon, giving a full view of her bumpy figure, and the crimson skirt is tied with a silver belt with a huge rose-shaped buckle.

The slit on the side of the skirt naturally opens to the buttocks as always, making the scenery under her skirt looming when she walks.

But the only flaw is that Sabina’s face is slightly pale, and her walking posture is also a bit strange.

Originally, this little problem could not be difficult for the female warlocks, they have many spells or magic ointments to make themselves radiant.

But where is this?

Almost all the warlocks that can be seen in the north and south are gathered here. It is fine to move a little hand and foot slightly, but if the range is too large, even if it is shining enough, it will definitely be laughed at by other colleagues.

Facing this problem, Sabina had to fight hard, and at the same time glanced at the man next to her intentionally or unintentionally.

“This guy’s physical strength is maddening…”

“Couldn’t he be transformed from a troll.”

The female warlock murmured a little.

Up to this moment, she had never doubted Roger’s identity, after all, everyone in her bones would think that the demon hunter should kill the monster.

And Roger?

He is now almost Novigrad’s most successful actor, and his image of a witcher is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Compared with her slightly exhausted, Roger was full of energy at this time.

According to etiquette, Roger was supposed to wear a tight-fitting men’s suit suitable for banquets, but Sabina deliberately asked him to change into a less formal wallet in order to deliberately show Roger’s identity.

The silver-encrusted hand armor, and the long sword behind the back, the weapon will definitely be confiscated, but Sabina just wants Roger to attract attention.

But even if there is an element of acting, she has to be amazed by Roger’s heroism at this time.

This man does have the capital to make women’s hearts move. Thinking of this question, Sabina’s mind is not the surging heart, but the weak legs and feet.

The ghost knew what she had experienced on this journey.

At first, it was like glue, ecstatic, but later it turned into hiding and eager to refuse.

In the end, Sabina had planned to abandon this man and go on the road alone if it weren’t for fighting against her old enemy Ye Naifah.

What made her feel even more strange was that she was already extremely tired, but as long as she was watched by this man’s eyes, she would always agree to it in a ghostly manner.

Obviously she should be the one who enjoys it, but along the way, Sabina even felt more like a maid.

The kind that accompanies you to sleep.

“Let’s go.” Roger said.

“Remember the agreement between us and perform well in a while.”

Sabina urged.

The two stood side by side, and the sorcerer raised her head, showing her perfect side.

The huge central hall of the palace is built in a T shape, and the windows in the passage are almost as high as the top of the column supporting the ceiling. The ceiling is so high that it is difficult to distinguish the details of the decorative painting of the dome.

Each window is filled with stained glass, which seems to be expensive, and the surrounding candlesticks are also virtual images made of magic, making it look brightly lit.

Hundreds of people were already there when they entered.

Sabina looked around quickly looking for her prey.

Roger glanced casually.

Hmm…Except for that Philippa, almost no one he knew, and of course Philippa had forgotten everything Roger had imposed on her.

As for almost, it’s because besides Philippa, the man who accompanies her is also Roger’s old acquaintance.

Dijkstra.

The chief intelligence officer of King Rydania.

Dijkstra, who was an intelligence source, was extremely sensitive to the eyes of others, and Roger was noticed by him only when he swiped it lightly.

This guy was still wearing a brightly colored robes. He raised his head, but the moment he saw Roger, his bloated body trembled uncontrollably.

This caught Philippa’s attention.

“What’s the matter?” Philippa followed Dijkstra’s gaze, and then saw Roger.

“Who is that? A demon hunter?”

“What’s wrong recently?” she whispered.

“When did the demon hunters appear frequently in our field of vision, first Geralt, then this strange guy.”

“Don’t you know him?” Dijkstra’s voice tightened.

“Why should I know him?” Philippa shook her head.

At this time, Dijkstra’s back was covered with fine sweat, and he froze in place, not knowing whether he should go over to say hello or pretend not to see it.

“She really forgot all that.”

But Dijkstra will never forget that in the midnight dream, Philippa’s body will always appear in his mind.

But that picture is not beautiful, only deep fear.

He didn’t know what kind of power it was to play a powerful mathematician like Philippa in the palm of her hand, but as far as he knew, even the most famous Wigoftezi in the wizarding world could hardly do it.

Fortunately, someone walked towards the direction of Roger and the other two, blocking each other’s sight, which made Dijkstra let out a sigh of relief, and he twisted his stout body close to the dining table.

Desperately stuffing food into his mouth, because only in this way can he divert his attention, and not show too many flaws due to tension.

“what are you doing?”

“Does King Wizmir make you not full of food?” Philippa frowned.

The special agent smiled ~www.mtlnovel.com~ suddenly made up his mind, he must figure out some things, otherwise it is very likely that this will be the last meal he has ever eaten.

Of course, he is not here for real enjoyment, but is burdened with important tasks.

Sabina did not find Ye Naifah immediately, but a few familiar female warlocks greeted her.

These women are beautiful and tall, and Roger glanced over. There are at least thirteen female warlocks in this room…

Well, their clothes can be described as thin as cicada wings.

Only slightly occlude key parts.

And the occlusion is not very thorough.

“This is your new plaything?” A blonde woman approached Sabina.

“He looks very handsome.”

“Well… also very strong.”

What women use is not a lingua franca, but an ancient language, with a strange tone. Except for them, it is difficult for the language experts in Niu Castle Academy to use it flexibly.

But these are naturally not problems for Roger.

Roger didn’t say a word, nodded and smiled, pretending that he didn’t understand.

“That’s it.”

Sabina smiled perfunctorily.

At this moment, she felt the word plaything extremely harsh.

“Tell me what is special about him?”

“Perhaps after today’s banquet is over, you can let me try it?”

“Hmm…but why did you make him dress like this?” someone asked strangely.

“How does it look like a demon hunter?”

“He wouldn’t really be a demon hunter, would he?” The woman licked her red lips.

“Speaking of the Demon Hunter…” She shifted her gaze to the other side of the banquet.

“Yenaifa is here too, and he also brought the rumored White Wolf.”

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