Silence returned to the dark basement.

However, the potholes, rubble on the ground, and the crumbling walls were full of cracks and dents, proving how intense the previous battle was.

"Kate, are you okay?"

After applying the sealing rune, Kesha put away the silver-gray ring containing the "Headless Horseman" in her hand. She looked at the stupid king with her beautiful eyes and asked with slight concern.

Artoria shook her head, apologetic in her tone:

"I'm fine, but I'm sorry, the training room has been damaged."

The round of fighting just now caused serious damage to the basement of the villa. The medium-sized spirit gathering array arranged in the training room was half destroyed and temporarily unusable.

In fact, if it weren't for some defensive runes carved on the walls and ground here, they would have collapsed long ago.

"It's okay, as long as you're not injured." Kesha stretched out her hand to lightly touch her hair, with a gentle smile on her pretty face.

In the past few days, she had confirmed that there was no "adultery" between Kate and Ren, so she was still very polite to Ren's cousin.

The stupid king lowered his head slightly and said a little guiltily:

"The practice room is broken, won't it affect your practice?"

"It doesn't matter, just change to a villa. I still have an apartment nearby." Valkyrie said that she was not short of money.

To a certain extent, before Ren became successful, he had always been supported by her.

Rich people.

A certain poor knight king was speechless for a moment. After a moment, there was some doubt in her eyes: "Kesha, what happened to that... cursed spirit just now?"

Perhaps because he felt that he had just gotten into trouble, Daimao Wang's fair little face turned slightly red, and he was a little embarrassed.

"It should be the aura of the Holy Power that stimulated the cursed spirit. The Holy Power is very capable of restraining spiritual bodies." Kesha raised her eyebrows slightly and said in a slightly helpless tone, "If he was willing to throw away the ring, there wouldn't be so much trouble.

.”

Although she is Ren's woman, he is very independent and there are some things that she cannot control.

King Da Mao's lips parted slightly. She actually wanted to ask Kesha what a curse spirit was, but she held back in the end.

She had just arrived in this world and didn't know much about anything. As a high-level transcendent, it would be easy to arouse suspicion if she showed ignorance of common sense.

Seeing the taciturn look of King Da Mao, Kesha didn't take it seriously. Ren's cousin seemed to be very "cold" and rarely spoke, so she was used to it.

Valkyrie took the hand of King Dumao and walked upstairs. She took the initiative to chat for a few words, told her not to mind, and checked her body to make sure she was not injured.

Unlike her cold and domineering attitude during battle, Kesha usually appears gentle and considerate.

However, King Da Mao had just seen how she was a fierce devil with a hammer, and knew that the gentleness of the Valkyrie was only for a few people.

No wonder Ren said that most of the time, Kesha has a bad temper, is strong, domineering, and ruthless... Valkyrie is not a self-proclaimed one, but an evaluation given by the outside world.

Especially in the eyes of the demon descendants, apart from the unreasonable mad dog of the Church of Light, the "Holy White Sword" Michelle, among this generation of human extraordinary beings, the Valkyrie is the most enthusiastic about killing and fighting.

………

The huge moon wheel hangs in the sky, the stars are arranged under the dark curtain, the cool night breeze sneaks in from the window sill, and the fragrance of flowers and plants in the wind is intoxicating.

In the lobby on the first floor of the villa.

Da Mao Wang took a bath, put his golden hair up, put on a plain white dress, and sat in front of the dining table.

"As long as you're not hurt, I brought you special delicacies." Under her expectant gaze, Renn placed a wooden lunch box on the table.

He had just learned that the "Headless Horseman" ran out of the ring and had a fight with King Dumbun. Fortunately, he was not in danger and was finally suppressed by Kesha.

"Ren, what's the origin of that cursed spirit?" Artoria stretched out her little hand and moved the lunch box in front of her.

"The cursed spirit is called the 'Headless Horseman'. It has been rampant in the Pugni Plain for hundreds of years. He was a Kangao man when he was alive. He studied the knight profession at the Kingdom's Wisteria University and met the daughter of a marquis...

…”

Lane recounted the origin of the Headless Horseman.

He had met the 6th Marquess of Thornton, and knew that the poignant love story that had been circulating on the plains for hundreds of years was not just based on rumors, but had an inside story.

It is not just a simple love story, it involves the power struggle of an indigenous tribe, the confrontation between the two ideals of tradition and the courage to pioneer, and the collision of the extraordinary career path and the totem path.

King Daimao listened to this story carefully, but she didn't understand much about love and didn't resonate much with it.

"Well, he obviously has a head? Why does the world call him the Headless Horseman?"

Thinking of the most obvious feature of that fierce ghost, which was the head with disheveled hair and a simple gilt mask, Arturia was a little speechless.

Ren chuckled and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed:

"Because people don't want to believe that a bandit's name is Mu Zhi, people are more willing to believe that his name is Mazi, and people especially want to believe that his face should be pockmarked!

There is no wife in the wife cake, and there is no pockmark on Zhang Mazi’s face. Is it strange that the Headless Horseman has a head?”

King Da Mao: “…………”

Thinking of that terrifying ghost, Artoria was speechless.

At first, the evil ghost was called the "Headless Horseman" because of rumors that he was beheaded before his death.

But he has been roaming the plains for hundreds of years, and many people have seen his appearance, but most people still call him the "Headless Horseman".

"I'm starting." Without thinking too much about the cursed spirit, as eating was more important, King Da Mao opened the food box.

A strong aroma came to your nose, and there was a leg of a poultry inside. It was golden in color, delicious in texture, and full of aroma. Just looking at it greatly increased your appetite.

The girl picked up the knife and fork and couldn't wait to take a bite. The tender, juicy meat made her eyes shine:

"What is this, a chicken leg? It doesn't look like it, it's so delicious."

"This is Sha Diao's meat, one of my favorite delicacies." Ren crossed his legs and leaned lazily on the sofa.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Sand sculpture?"

"That's right, the sand sculpture, scientifically known as the desert eagle, is a kind of eagle-like exotic beast. The individuals are generally elite level (second level). Within the kingdom, they can only be found on the Pugni Plain."

Ren recalled his first experience of going to the plains, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

He, two cowboys, Susanna and Garcia, escorted the caravan to Orange Town. Along the way, they were attacked by a group of sand sculptures, and he shot one with a Force firearm.

Then the sand sculpture got into everyone's stomach.

At that time, he was still very weak, doing things to make money, buying training resources, fanning flames, and extorting money... In the blink of an eye, he was Sir Ackerman, a temple-level master.

"At that time, the sand sculpture was really just a kind of sculpture, the chrysanthemum was just a kind of flower, and 2B was just a kind of pencil..." Renn pretended to express his feelings for the lost youth.

King Da Mao couldn't understand what he was lamenting, but he was very curious about the Pugni Plain.

"Ren, Pughny Plains, is it chaotic?"

The girl has heard too much news there, including the Gun Ghost entering the Holy Land, the Feast of Gluttony, Prince Milo... and her target──Ghoul Duke Tucker is also there.

"Yes, gold diggers, gangsters, native Kangao people, demons, mercenaries, speculators, headless horsemen, exotic beasts, red heart grass, wind potion... a mixture of fish and dragons, as chaotic as you want, back then...

"

Thinking of the simple folk customs of Xiangcheng Town, Ren's lips twitched.

He had incited the people in the town to deal with the ghost-hand Marcello and his Skeleton Gang, and there was a scene that he still remembers vividly.

While robbing the Skull Gang's property, there was an old lady in her seventies, an ordinary person. She took the lead and rushed into a gang member's home with a kitchen knife, picked up a wooden box and ran away...

Ren told some things about Orange Town to King Da Mao.

Including a generation of tycoons, the ghost-hand Marcello was raped by others, and he kidnapped hundreds of people and gave them to the ghouls as food rations, and helped the demons hold a "Gluttony Banquet" in exchange for the demon's blood to transform himself into a demon...

Arturia listened with rapt attention.

Coupled with today's experience of fighting a fierce ghost, the girl gradually realized that the world was more chaotic and dangerous than she imagined.

Only big cities are orderly. The more prosperous the place, the more powerful humans live there and the safer it is.

However, this is not necessarily the case elsewhere.

Weak countries, under-appreciated cities, especially those rural towns, remote mountain villages, or wilderness... often hide blood-sucking demons, life-seeking demons, necromancers who do human experiments, and bloodthirsty...

Werewolves, ghosts and other dangers exist.

"Ren, I really want to fight! Fight vampires, werewolves, demons, devils, necromancers, etc.!"

The girl clenched her little fists, looking eager to try.

"Then you study hard. In more than a month, I will take you to various cities, especially small towns full of strange stories, to see all kinds of ghosts and monsters."

Renn smiled. In fact, the daily work of most demon hunters is to travel to various troubled towns and villages, or chaotic cities, to carry out demon hunting activities.

People like him who go around making trouble are "not doing their job properly".

As a master demon hunter, he is actually very incompetent. He has not learned many professional skills and professional abilities, such as making props, setting traps, tracking demons, etc.

Most of the time, he would rush up and kill someone with a knife.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it!"

Artoria's eyes were piercing, and she actually wanted to see what kind of creatures the devils were.

Ren nodded upon seeing this, took out a few pieces of silver paper from the storage ring, and handed them to King Da Mao:
To be continued...