Chapter 38: Roger's Lover

Lei En listened carefully; from Zuo Er Tan's courtyard came a man and a woman's voices, still entwined after finishing, ear to ear. The man's voice was magnetic, highly recognizable, it was the demon hunter Roger.

And his bedmate, the lady, also had an unexpectedly pleasant voice, lazy yet a bit seductive, very alluring.

"Um…" Lei En didn't want to eavesdrop on others' corners, so cut off the sound waves.

At this moment a clerk from the inn came out from behind, saying to Zuo Er Tan: "Boss, Master Roger wants a jug of apple juice; he asked me to tell you the evening card game is temporarily cancelled."

"Damn it."

Zuo Er Tan gulped a big mouthful of beer and said to Lei En: "That guy went out last night saying he'd go to a merchant's house to hunt a demon, but the demon wasn't killed, and he ended up flirting with the merchant's lover, skipping the game entirely."

Lei En chuckled softly; turns out Roger had a romantic encounter.

He took the apple juice from the clerk and said: "Leave it to me; I happen to have business visiting Master Roger."

The clerk glanced at Zuo Er Tan, the dwarf waved his hand, sighing: "Let him go."

Lei En walked through the lobby, entered the courtyard behind the inn, and knocked on Roger's room.

"Apple juice has arrived."

Roger's voice sounded from inside the room, and the door opened; a disheveled Roger appeared before him.

He wore only a pair of shorts; his strong upper body was covered in scars, almost no unblemished spot, most noticeable was a deep bite mark near the shoulder close to the neck, the scar indicated the wound had bitten into bone.

Lei En thought to himself, if the scar is a medal of the man, then Roger's medals are too many.

This legendary demon hunter must have endured countless battles to reach this point.

Roger saw Lei En, his face froze, and asked: "Lei En, why are you here?"

As soon as he finished asking, his cat‑eye pupils contracted then dilated, scanning Lei En, he exclaimed in surprise: "You've become an Exalted, not bad, much faster than I expected."

"Yes."

Lei En nodded, handed over the wine jug, "Here's the apple juice you wanted."

Roger's face showed a mysterious smile, took the apple juice, turned to look at the people in the room, and said: "Wait for me outside, come out immediately."

After speaking, he closed the door.

At the instant the door shut, Lei En saw a graceful figure on the bed, only a fleeting glimpse, but it left a very deep impression; the lady's beauty was quite remarkable.

No wonder she could captivate a legendary demon hunter, making him skip the game.

Lei En chuckled softly, retreated to the courtyard to wait.

Zuo Er Tan's courtyard was large, the ground paved entirely with stone slabs, and at the base of the corners lay some huge custom iron blocks, resembling dumbbells on Diqiu, can be grabbed and lifted, only larger and heavier, rugged in shape, clearly dwarf‑style, likely used by Zuo Er Tan for strength training.

Seeing these implements, Lei En instantly became interested and stepped forward to try them.

These iron blocks were marked with weight; the lightest was already a hundred pounds, each heavier than the last, the heaviest was a thousand pounds, and there happened to be a pair.

Lei En knew his own strength, and directly attempted the thousand‑pound block.

He grasped the handle, applied a little force, lifted the heavy block, feeling it was fairly easy, then his left hand grabbed the other thousand‑pound block.

Both shoulders sank, all his muscles tightened, and he stood still performing a few lateral raises.

Hoo, hoo, hoo.

Lei En tasted lightly and stopped, doing a few motions before halting.

Two thousand‑pound blocks were not yet at his limit, but close enough. Good for training; he'll get a pair later.

Practice more regularly to speed his adaptation to his current strength.

No matter which Exalted profession, merging with a Demonkin doesn't make everything worry‑free.

Casters must cast spells often, improving soul power through meditation; melee professions need even more practice, physical training cannot be neglected, mastering weapons, all skills improve with repetition.

Pa pa pa…

Lei En just placed the iron blocks back when he heard clapping.

Roger entered the courtyard, set his hands down, and said: "I didn't intend to ask, but now I'm curious—what profession did you choose?"

He put on a shirt, his expression returned to its usual calm, appearing a bit cold, yet the scent of a woman on him was hard to conceal.

Lei En was silent for a few seconds, then decided to answer truthfully: "Wizard."

Roger's expression instantly became very vivid.

He had just seen Lei En easily lift two thousand‑pound blocks, and his physique seemed taller, so he assumed Lei En's Exalted profession was strength‑type, like a berserker or iron guard.

Because of that, Roger felt a bit regretful, speculating that Lei En might lack the talent to become a demon hunter, thus chose a strength‑type profession.

He didn't expect Lei En to say he was a wizard.

"You're a wizard?" Roger sized up Lei En, who was even stronger than himself, "What wizard can lift two thousand‑pound blocks?"

Lei En nodded seriously: "Of course."

"Show me a spell." Roger wore an expression of disbelief.

This put Lei En in a slightly awkward position.

He had merged the magic soul of a Gold‑stealing Ant, gaining three soul Elements, but none were of the secret art type, so he couldn't cast any spell.

Roger saw Lei En's embarrassed face, laughed, about to mock, when a female voice sounded behind him.

"He is indeed a wizard, but a battle wizard."

The two turned to see a woman in a long robe, who had somehow been standing at the courtyard entrance.

She had black curly hair, fair skin, beautiful face, striking black eyes, about 1.7 m tall, curvaceous, barefoot on the ground, wearing only a black robe that exposed smooth shoulders, seemingly nothing underneath, evoking endless imagination.

When Lei En saw her, he thought she was extremely beautiful.

Purely in terms of looks, she might be slightly less than Viola, but she possessed a unique charm, beauty with mysterious aura, mature and alluring; men would think of their dream lover.

In past‑life terms, she was a top‑tier mature lady!

Lei En suddenly envied Roger's romantic luck; any man would be reluctant to leave this courtyard.

Roger faced the beauty; his normally stern expression vanished, and he said gently: "De Laier Zha, why did you come out?"