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Chapter 128 The Benefactor and the Enemy

Rogge didn't speak when he heard the words, and then turned his head after nodding slightly.

Hudson doesn't seem to care about Anna's family situation, he just concentrates on drawing something with his finger on the forehead of Anna's son Mark.

Not long after, Hudson took out another effigy and placed it on Mark's forehead, chanting a spell.

This spirit image can only be called a stone with a special pattern.

After Hudson finished these, Mark's complexion returned to the original at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hudson spent about ten to twenty minutes, while Anna watched worriedly.

"All right."

Hudson turned his head and looked at Roger calmly.

To him, this is the trading condition given by Rogge, not helping Anna and her son.

"...Sir, how much is it, please tell me the number."

Anna hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said.

Hudson remained silent and looked at Roger.

"I don't know much about your market..." Rogge pondered for a moment, then smiled: "A silver coin."

Anna was taken aback when she heard the words, but then she shook her head and spoke resolutely.

"Mr. Rogge, you and Mr. Hudson are out-and-out good people, much kinder than those believers in the church, but I can't take advantage of you because of this."

"It's a great kindness for you to save Mark. Without the two of you, Mark might..."

As she spoke, Anna fumbled in her pocket for a while, took out the money inside, and then fumbled again to confirm that there was no money left, and stuffed all of it into Rogge's hands.

"...Mr. Rogge, this may not be enough for your price...but I only have so much for the time being..."

Rogge raised his hand to stop her, took some money casually, accepted it, and returned it to her: "We don't need money to buy bread."

"Take it."

After hearing Rogge's words, Anna hesitated for a moment and accepted the money.

Mark has just recovered, and she still needs some money to buy him medicine.

However, just when Anna was about to say thanks, there was a burst of voices at the door.

"...Here, my lord believer!"

"There are two bloody witches in my house who are bewitching my son!"

"They also cheated my wife of money because of this!"

Roger's hearing was sharp, and even though the sound was a little far away, he could hear it clearly.

His face turned cold.

Regarding Anna and her alcoholic husband, Rogge didn't want to care about it, after all, it was a family matter.

But now, this alcoholic seems to have thought of some crooked methods because he was reluctant to bear the cost of treatment...

Hudson also seemed to hear the voice.

But he behaved unusually calm and flat.

"Go through the back door."

"What's going on?" Anna was a little confused, so she was about to go up and open the door to check, but Hudson stopped her and asked about the location of the back door.

Not long after, Hudson walked in the other direction.

But he looked at the motionless Rogge, and couldn't help frowning.

"You're not going to leave?"

"No." Rogge shook his head lightly, looking at the front coldly: "Aren't you going to leave like this?"

"Go to your house and wait for me."

Hudson frowned even more when he heard this.

After hesitating for a moment, he still stopped and walked to Rogge.

"It's hard to understand how you've come to be alive."

He sighed slightly.

Rogge looked at him with some surprise: "This is not within the scope of the transaction."

"If you die, my previous expenses will be in vain."

Hudson said lightly.

While speaking, he took out a flintlock gun with a special pattern from his waist.

Of course, if he hadn't been sure of getting out of the way, he wouldn't rashly get involved in this muddy water.

To be honest, it is impossible for him to have any life-and-death friendship with Rogge, who met by chance and only had a business relationship.

Several years of exorcism career made him only rational and weigh the pros and cons.

"Okay, I owe you once."

Roger nodded.

After that, he walked towards the gate of Anna's house.

"Gentlemen, let's go!"

At this time, Anna also heard the movement outside the door clearly. While she felt angry, she also anxiously urged Rogge.

Roger shook his head slightly: "Stay away."

Then, he stepped forward and opened the door of Anna's house.

Anna's alcoholic husband was walking towards this side with several people wearing believer robes.

"It's here." Anna's alcoholic husband pointed to the door, and when he saw Rogge, he became even more excited: "It's the two of them!"

"Especially that guy with white skin like paper, he must be a witch in human skin!"

The leading believers heard the words and looked away.

After glancing at Hudson, he frowned.

But when he saw Rogge, his pupils shrank instantly.

Isn't this the witch who slaughtered the church believers in Nadvillo? !

He felt tingling in his scalp.

This guy is a witch that even the pious knights of the church can easily kill!

He thought that the alcoholic was just talking about some liars pretending to be ghosts, and he originally planned to arrest him for trial.

did not expect……

This fucking is a real witch!
You asked me to burn him?
"Oh? Mother God Church?"

Seeing the familiar symbol on the believer's chest, Rogge smiled playfully.

I have to say, it's really a narrow road for enemies.

"It's them, it's them!"

"Master believers! Send them to the stake!"

The alcoholic hid behind the believers, spoke viciously, and looked at Rogge resentfully.

That silly woman Anna actually planned to give money to these two guys!

How can I still buy wine?
Send your mother away!
The believer couldn't help roaring in his heart, wishing he could slap this damn drunkard to death, but at this point, he could only say sternly: "Witch! You committed an unforgivable heinous crime in Nadvillo, and the mother god will punish you!" You lower the punishment!"

"If you get caught now, maybe we can get away with it!"

"I'm a kind person, maybe I can beg for you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was horrified to see that Rogge had taken out a sharp spear out of thin air, and threw it towards him fiercely.

He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, but the expected pain did not come, but a scream from beside him.

"Ah-ah!"

The drunkard was directly nailed to the wall behind him by the spear, piercing through his chest. The severe pain made him struggle and scream, but he dared not move, and the blood flowed down.

"what!"

The leading believer and the believers next to him were so frightened by this scene that they collapsed to the ground.

It's just that they bully and deceive civilians on weekdays. Where have they seen this kind of battle?

This kind of thing can only be handled by true believers, missionaries and pious knights!
"Run away!"

They were all dead, and they tried to escape in a panic.

Seeing this, Hudson frowned, glanced at the gun in his hand, and put it down anyway.

Then, with a flip of his palm, he took out three small daggers from his pocket.

shhhhhh!
With horror in their eyes, the three believers clutched their necks, hearts and other vitals one after another, and fell to the ground.

"what--"

"Killed!"

There was another scream from the side, and it seemed that someone had discovered this scene.

"You owe me twice."

"I will be targeted by the Church of the Mother God."

Hudson frowned and walked to Roger.

To be honest, if he had known this was going to happen, he probably wouldn't have agreed to come here.

However, in the situation just now, it was not that he could not be targeted by the Church of the Mother God without taking action.

Therefore, under balance, he decided to kill the three believers, and let Rogge, the potion master, owe him a favor to offset some losses.

"it is good."

Roger nodded.

Then, he walked slowly towards the drunkard.

At this time, in Anna's room behind, Anna and another teenager also saw this scene, and they couldn't help covering their mouths in horror.

"father!"

Looking at this scene, the young Mark felt infinite anger in his heart.

As soon as he woke up, he saw such a scene.

Rogge ignored the voice from behind.

He walked up to the alcoholic with a calm expression on his face.

"Why do it?"

"Help..." The alcoholic's lips were twitching, his voice trembling, and he looked at Rogge with fear on his face.

"In all fairness, we might not have come."

"But we saved your son anyway."

"However, just because we might leave you without money to drink, you reported us to the church and tried to send us to the stake..."

Roger took the dagger and patted his disgusting face lightly.

"Say, should I kill you?"

Hearing Rogge's words, the drunkard became even more frightened.

"No, you can't kill me!"

He noticed Mark and Anna behind him.

"Anna! Mark! Help! Help me!"

"Mark! I'm your father! Help me!"

After all, he begged Roger for mercy.

"My lord, my lord, please forgive me! I know I was wrong, I still have a wife and children to support, so you just let me off for their sake, please have pity on me..."

He cried bitterly, and when his life was about to come to an end, he finally felt fear.

"Father!" Seeing this situation, Mark was furious and ready to copy the guy.

But Anna at the side firmly held him back, shaking her head at him with red eyes.

Seeing this scene, she felt very uncomfortable, and she didn't want her husband to die before her eyes.

But she also knew why her husband fell into such a situation.

Letting his son go up, I'm afraid it will only increase the accident.

See this situation.

Rogge's face was calm, and he didn't mean to waver at all.

Anna mother and son are indeed very pitiful.

But being damned with this guy is a different matter.

Immediately afterwards, the dagger in his hand turned suddenly.

Pfft!

With a soft sound, the dagger plunged into his temple at an extremely fast speed, piercing through his head.

The drunkard's begging for mercy stopped abruptly.

"you……"

After the drunkard spit out such a weak ending sound from his throat, his eyes gradually lost his focus, and his head tilted feebly.

The pupils of the mother and son behind them constricted.

Rogge pulled out the armor-piercing spear, retracted it, and then slowly walked towards the mother and son.

Looking at the boy's hateful and confused eyes, Rogge looked calm.

"Your name is Mark?"

The teenager was a little at a loss at this time, but he still resolutely blocked his mother behind him and glared at Rogge: "Bastard, what do you want to do!"

Seeing this, Roger smiled.

At least, Anna's family still has a pillar that can support the family.

"Whether you appreciate me or hate me."

"Take care of your mother, child."

After finishing speaking, he put down the hood on his clothes, pulled up his face scarf, and left in the shadows with Hudson, leaving only a back that was fading away.

After seeing him leave, Mark's body softened, and his already tired body suddenly collapsed.

Anna quickly supported him with distressed concern.

"Mom, they are the ones who saved me, right?"

Mark raised his head and looked at his mother in confusion.

Mother pursed her lips, and finally nodded.

"Then why did he kill my father..."

"why……"

Hearing this, tears burst into Anna's eyes, and she could only cover her mouth to keep herself from crying.

For the teenager Mark of Giant Claw City, this day is special.

Because, while he gained a savior, he also gained an enemy who killed his father.

And both are the same person.

This made Mark feel more confused than ever. He never imagined that the two extreme words, benefactor and enemy, could be combined in one person at the same time.

But for him, whether it is revenge or revenge, it is a luxury.

Because he still has to support this home that is missing a corner...

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