God-level Demon Hunter

"Dude, don't feel inferior, you are better than most men!" Roy comforted, but he was taken aback.

Good guy, he only fell in love once at the age of 50, and Iggesena is still his first love, no wonder he is so fascinated by her.

"You try to create the same interests and hobbies as your girlfriend, and the starting point is good," Roy first agreed with his attitude, "but don't force yourself to change too much... If a relationship makes you so tired and cautious, what's the point? Is it necessary to exist?"

Cohen was startled, "You persuade me to break up with her?"

"I'm advising you to keep your true colors. You are the Griffin Demon Hunter Coen. You have your own ideals and creeds, and the way of life. Remember what old Kelda told you? Don't be an echo! "

Roy racked his brains, and with the same pitiful love experience, he analyzed, "Blindly accommodating and being passive cannot maintain a sincere relationship!"

"You have to keep yourself attractive to her. Think about it, why was she with you in the first place?"

"Attractiveness?" Cohen's face was blank, and the honest Griffon faction understood these words, and said uncertainly, "Probably because I saved her life, she followed me out of gratitude."

"It doesn't look like that to me. You are upright, brave, and kind!" Roy's barrage of compliments made Griffin's cheeks blush slightly, "You are a person who is hard to find in the world with true chivalry. You are still a A demon hunter, a human male whose combat power far exceeds 90.00% nine... well, no matter which battlefield it is on."

"Iggesena chose you because of these precious qualities, and she once confided in me," Roy said with conviction, "She is fascinated by you, there is no doubt about it."

"That was in the past tense," Cohen said with a sad face, "now she is obsessed with art."

"Then you have to prove to her again..." Roy looked straight into Cohen's eyes and said meaningfully, "You are more attractive than art, you can make her more fascinated, and make her full of vitality and passion !"

"You know," Roy said proudly, "for Coral, I don't have to please her at all, she can't do without me!"

……

"By the way, Coral, I have a present for you."

"what gift?"

"I found a pearl necklace just for you, only you are worthy of it."

"Little villain actually knows how to please people, come here, let me reward you, um... ah..."

……

"Do you know why? To conquer a woman, to make her die, you have to conquer her heart first, and then her body..." Roy paused, making sure he didn't say the reverse order, "You have to show courage first! Send her A gift that fits the bill..."

Cohen was silent.

Roy couldn't believe it, "Don't tell me you never gave a present?"

Cohen said awkwardly, "I don't know anything about that."

"Oh, you really have an elm head!" Roy shook his head angrily and helplessly, "Now this is a great opportunity, isn't her hobby right in front of your eyes? Use your brain, you should give her some what?"

"Poems? Lutes?"

"Brother Coen, you are not so stupid!" Roy looked at Cohen with relief like an elder, and patted him on the shoulder, "Open her heart with gifts, wait for the opportunity, and then go straight in and occupy her Heights!"

"When the time comes, Ignacena will treat you as docile as a sheep."

Cohen was attracted by the scene described by the witcher, and his expression moved slightly.

"But because of my poor performance in art, she is now sleepy as soon as she gets home, and snores when she goes to bed." Cohen said hesitantly, "Can a gift relieve her tiredness?"

"How long have you two not lived normally?" Roy asked suddenly.

Cohen was a little puzzled at first, but it took a while to realize that the skin on his cheek under the bushy beard was slightly red, and he said in shame,

"Since I came to Nuocheng, I haven't had any... During the day, she will dance and perform in the dance hall until she is exhausted. I can't force her."

Roy's expression became serious for a moment, and he smelled an ominous smell of green grass.

Is this the root of everything?

"Then do you know, does she have a familiar partner in the dance hall—a man or a woman? She often performs together, eats together, and chats very speculatively?"

"Yes!" Cohen blurted out, "The twenty performers in the song and dance hall are all familiar with her, and she is a pleasing pistachio."

Roy rolled his eyes.

Cohen continued, "I understand what you mean, but Ignatius is by no means the kind of woman who is easygoing."

Roy looked the guy up and down.

Naive, you don't know the temptation of the colorful world.

"Okay, old boy, let me give you an idea... I remember that there are several out-of-print love poems hidden in Oakes' room, and it happens that he is not in Nordic City, so I will give you one as a gift! Wait for Iggesena Surprise her after work tonight! Be bold and tell her what you really think, what your worries are...don't show your poor artistic talent."

"Say those three words to her, and then what to do, don't I need to teach you?"

"You still need a perfect candlelight dinner!"

Roy is a bit technical, and he hasn't cooked for a long time.

"I'll serve you the spoon!"

"Be brave! Griffins go forward bravely and keep their true colors. Whether in battle or in love, don't linger in place and make gestures!"

"Ah?!" Cohen was caught off guard for a moment, was the progress too fast?

But Roy's shining eyes made him dizzy.

He took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

……

As the sun sets, a moving glow of changing colors emerges in the evening sky.

Blowing the warm evening breeze, Iggesena embarked on the path home.

She was wearing a colorful and fashionable minstrel costume - a blue shirt with orange sleeves, tights with orange sleeves, orange and sky blue leggings, and golden pointed leather boots.

The corners of her lips are slightly raised, with a confident and indifferent smile on her face, she dances around the street cheerfully from time to time,

Only a few months after joining the dance hall, she has already changed from a rustic country girl to a fashionable lady...

She has become more confident and cheerful, and can save a little money every month, just to buy a house in Nuocheng as a love nest for her and Cohen.

Almost every aspect of her life is going in the right direction.

Except for one thing...

She has rarely seen a calm smile from her boyfriend.

Since coming to Nuocheng, Cohen has become more and more withdrawn, dull, and inarticulate, fumbling with the entrustment on the bulletin board from morning till night.Find cats and dogs, take care of widows and elderly people, and pick up all kinds of messes.

He also studied music, poetry, and drama, but he was not that material at all, and he became less and less like himself, unlike the man Ignatius loved so much.

She was moved by Cohen's efforts, but compared to the previous sympathy, now, she is gradually a little boring and bored.

She hoped to see the normal and calm Cohen before, sharing the story of demon slaying with her in high spirits.

……

With her thoughts flying, Iggesena walked through several alleys, passed the canal with fresh water vapor, and returned to the rental house in the corner of the civilian area.

In a dim and simple hut, not even a single oil lamp was turned on, and the sunlight from the wooden windows vaguely illuminated the empty hall, except for the dining table in the center, the dilapidated leather sofa against the wall, and the tableware on the other wall... the room looked incomparable Hollow and lonely.

"Alas..." Iggesena sighed in disappointment, and sat on the sofa wearily, with boundless darkness and a sense of exhaustion coming from behind.

An empty and cold house.

It is by no means a warm and loving home.

She wiped the sour and wet corners of her eyes,

Thinking in my heart, it's time to have a long talk with Cohen to get love out of the woods.

Suddenly……

"Crack..."

The wooden door on the second floor was pushed open, and a burly man came out with a huge round dinner plate in his arms, and slowly went down the stairs.

The dinner plate is full of scrambled eggs, gnocchi, beef stew, roast rabbit head, beef sausage with red beet and goat cheese, fresh crab, oyster, lobster...

Heart-shaped candles emit a hazy and ambiguous white light.

The man I was familiar with became strange today.

He replaced the old leather armor, put on a tight black satin coat, carefully trimmed his beard and hair, and looked unusually clean.

His face was a little red, but his eyes were warm and affectionate. Looking at her, it was like looking at the whole world.

This gaze... made her seem to return to the day when the two first met.

She tensed up, her hands clenched in front of her body, her cheeks were flushed, her heart was pounding, and she was inexplicably looking forward to it.

"Iggesena, during this period of time, I have been on the edge of my horn... I am a demon hunter, but I have to foolishly pretend to be a poet, making it difficult for me and for you..."

Speaking from the bottom of his heart, Cohen walked to the hall, put the dinner plate on the upper table, and took out a beautifully decorated collection of poems "Love's Dilemma" with his other hand, and handed it to the woman.

"Because I was afraid of losing you, I almost lost myself, but I figured it out, I am me, Griffin school demon hunter Ke En, teacher Kelda's disciple, a man who loves you, I hope you can accept me My apologies...for the unsightly and abnormal performance recently."

Cohen looked sincere, but spoke with a hint of alcohol.He drank a lot of dwarven spirits for courage.

"Most importantly, I want you to know - I love you, from beginning to end, never change!"

Holding the gift in her chest, Iggesena took a deep breath suddenly, and threw herself into the man's arms with sour eyes.

She felt a warm current gushing out from the depths of her heart, and the exhaustion and grievances of the past period were all flowed away with tears.

"It's me who should say sorry, Cohen. I was obsessed with work and hobbies, and ignored your feelings... I trampled on your love."

"Can you give me another chance?" Iggesena leaned her head on his shoulder, her eyes dimmed with tears, and she choked up, "Let's start again in Nuocheng?"

"Ok!"

The four eyes met, the estrangement between the two of them, and the recent sorrow and resentment disappeared.

They hugged and kissed for a long time before talking and laughing, wiping away their tears, and enjoying the exquisite candlelight dinner.

Outside the window, the chef and wingman leaning against the wall let out a long sigh of relief while rubbing his chest.

Fortunately, there is no wrong idea.

"Lovers get married, I should go back and see Old Moore, Susie, Mino!"

Then meet the coral.

……

The next morning, after a warm and crazy night,

A luxuriously furnished room with a velvet bed.

Roy held his breath, like a small animal avoiding a predator, tiptoely pushed away his arms and thighs, and got out of the fragrant silk blanket.

He glanced at the face on the pillow, with faint crescent eyebrows, a straight nose, and soft lips. Coral was so docile only in his sleep, like a kitten.

Roy blew her a kiss and got up together.

"Shh-"

A hand pulled him back.

Half an hour later.

The witcher finally wiped off the lipstick marks all over his face, and left the sorceress' boudoir.

Stepping on the warm morning light.

Not long after, he met Cohen, who was dressed in new clothes and had a radiant face, in the alder forest leading to Gawain's house.

The griffin demon hunter from yesterday was swept away, and his smile was warm and bright, like the sun.

Just black eye circles.

"Roy, you are such a master of love! Your idea is great! You saved my love," he rushed forward excitedly, grabbing his friend's hand, "How can I thank you?!"

Roy shook his head and smiled,

"Cohn, I'm just doing this as a friend and brotherhood...without payment."

"No, you don't know what this means to me... Teacher Kelda is gone, if Iggesena leaves me again..." A trace of fear flashed across Ke En's expression, and he insisted, "The Griffin sent hunting The devil must repay the kindness... This is a matter of principle. Speak, brother, speak your mind..."

Roy felt his firm attitude, pondered for a moment,

"Can you pass on the first part of the Griffin Secret Art recorded in the "Book of Shadows", the double seal, to all members of the Brotherhood?"

Cohen's smile froze suddenly, his eyes hesitated, but he didn't directly refuse.

"I'm only referring to the first secret method, excluding wing flapping and mutation..." Roy looked understanding and considerate, and his voice was gentle and powerful, "All follow your heart and make the most sensible choice you think."

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to?" Roy blinked at him, and pretended to be relaxed, "In the future, come to the orphanage to communicate with the children, just chat with the brothers!"