Chapter 141 Spirit Medium

Seeing Roger take away the Witch's Grass, Hathaway actually showed a look of gratitude on her face.

Indeed, she herself knew that although Witch's Grass was rare, its applications were too narrow, naturally limiting its value.

Roger's action was probably just to give her peace of mind, and with this thought, his image in her heart suddenly grew.

"Cough cough."

Henrik shot Roger a look, "You, young man, have a knack for wooing women, huh?"

Roger shrugged helplessly.

Witch's Grass was indeed a raw material he needed, and that Ingmar also knew some information related to the Saint Heir, which was very important for Roger as well.

Even without these two reasons, just on account of all that Henrik had done for him, the risk was worth taking.

"Now you should feel relieved."

Henrik said comfortingly.

"Go back and wait patiently, we will notify you once there is any news."

"No!"

Unexpectedly, the girl shook her head stubbornly.

"I want to go with you."

"You?"

Henrik frowned.