The world in front of him gradually became clear, and when Roger came back to his senses again, he found himself sitting on the sofa in the living room of Veronica's villa.

Beside him are three other people.

"Is this real?"

"I escaped from that ghost place!"

Suddenly there was a hoarse cry from upstairs.

"Ingmar, Ingmar, where are you?"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Plop!"

At the stairs, Veronica scrambled and ran down.

When she saw the four people collapsed in the living room, she could no longer control the pent-up emotions in her heart, and she threw herself into Ingmar's arms, crying bitterly.

"Please, don't disappear, don't disappear! Tell me it's true."

"Do not worry."

Ingmar patted Veronica on the shoulder.

"It's all over. We're back."

I don't know how long it has passed in reality, but a ray of sunlight shines in from outside the window. At this moment, everyone feels extremely warm.

Although it didn't last long, everyone was extremely tired from the torture, especially Henrik and Ingmar, both of whom suffered serious injuries.

Veronica is just an ordinary person. After experiencing such a thing, her spirit is almost about to collapse.

As for Hathaway, although she is a psychic and has good mental strength, she broke out one after another, and her body and spirit reached the limit. In the second half of the journey, if Roger hadn't carried her on her back, she might have died on the road.

After returning to the real world, she fell asleep drowsily, and Veronica also closed her eyes while crying.

Send them both upstairs.

The only one who was considered energetic was Roger. He drove Henrik and the two to the hospital for bandaging, and bought some food when he came back.

When they returned to the villa area, it was completely dark.

Veronica and Hathaway were still in a coma. Although Henrik and Ingmar were injured, they were witchers after all, and their physique was not comparable to that of normal people.

After resting for most of the day, they feel much better.

When the three of them gathered around the dining table, eating pizza and hamburgers bought from a fast food restaurant, there was a loud noise from upstairs, and Hathaway and Veronica came down together.

Although I ate some food brought by Roger in the different space, everyone didn't know how long they could stay here at the time, so they ate relatively restrained.

Finally back in the real world, you can treat yourself well.

No one spoke, and the five people sat around the dining table and ate in silence.

"Thank you all!"

Veronica raised her head and said to everyone.

"Without you, I'm afraid I'll never come back. I really don't know how to thank you all, is there anything I can do to help?"

Ingmar smiled.

"It would be great if your father could raise my salary appropriately. This battle almost killed me."

She said a little tiredly.

"No problem."

"I also have some assets in my own name. The ones given by my father don't count. I will pay you 10 times the previously agreed price!"

"Don't give it to me, just give it to him."

Ingmar pointed to Henrik who was sitting next to him.

"This guy has lost his blood in this battle."

Henrik snorted twice, with a trace of heartache showing on his face.

"A demonic weapon, although it is the lowest-level and lowest-level kind, it is not something money could buy..."

He seemed a little unsatisfied.

"Come to my room tonight!"

Ingmar spoke suddenly.

"Wow, talking about money hurts too much. We are all good friends."

A fake smile spread across Henrik's face.

"You do not want?"

Ingmar asked back.

Henrik didn't say anything, but desperately stuffed the burger into his mouth.

"And you, Mr. Roger?"

"Hathaway told me just now that you played a decisive role in the final battle, and that night..."

Having said that, she paused slightly.

Sure enough, Henrik's gaze immediately pierced like a knife.

"So you two?"

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, that sorceress..." He gently rubbed his fingers while speaking.

"No, I don't have any other requirements. If you really want to show your heart, just pay me a reward."

"Of course, you don't need to give me the money, just give it to him."

As he spoke, Roger pointed to Henrik who was sitting across from him.

Roger didn't lose much in this battle, and even gained something.

But Henrik really gave a lot. He was literally fighting with money.

Roger didn't understand why Henrik didn't use a rifle with greater power and ammunition capacity before, but now, every bullet fired is not metal but gold!

Especially the red pistol he pulled out at the end. That was definitely no ordinary weapon.

Ordinary bullets can only be used to deal with some simple extraordinary creatures. When it comes to evil spirits and some other weird creatures, they need to be enchanted on the bullets.

Whether it is the enchantment of the psychic or the ghost bullet made by the exorcist, the price is very expensive.

And when buying, it's not just about paying money, but bartering is also required in many cases.

This made Henrik very cautious every time he fought, because if he was not careful, he might lose everything.

For Veronica, she doesn't care about paying a little money. After experiencing such a thing, she has a new understanding of the world.

It is difficult for her to guarantee whether she will encounter similar things in the future, and it is very necessary to show a little heart at this time.

After eating, it was completely dark outside, and they just came out of the different space, so everyone naturally didn't plan to stay here at night.

Fortunately, Veronica had another residence not far from this villa, so she invited everyone to live there.

To be honest, even after escaping from the different space, Veronica was still a little worried, which is why there was that scene of releasing kindness just now.

The purpose is to provide her with as much shelter as possible.

In a strange villa and a strange bed, Roger was about to fall asleep in a drowsy state.

At this moment, there was a light click at the door, and a slender figure walked in.

Roger rolled over.

"Veronica, I told you, you don't have to do this..."

In the dimly lit room, Roger could clearly see the appearance of the person coming.

"Hathaway?"

"Someone seems disappointed?"

The girl in front of her should have just taken a shower, her hair is still a little wet, and she is wearing a large nightgown.

As for the inside.

Roger swallowed.

"Your room is..."

The next second his lips were sealed.

"Hush!"

She took out a wooden box from behind and put it at the end of the bed, "This is the promised reward."

"Certainly."

"And I……"