Jocelyn sat in the lounge dressed up and let the make-up artist put on her makeup, while she waited for the party to begin, but there was no expression of joy on her face.

The party was arranged by the Italian government to welcome the visit of the Thunder Church, and it gathered a group of high-ranking people in Rome, who were so frightened by the attack of the Destroyer last night that they went to the appointment when the Archbishop of the Thunder Church, Neseph, arrived, and wanted to get on good terms with Neselph.

And if the Thunder Church represented by Nesef wants to gain a firm foothold in Rome, it is naturally inseparable from the help of these Roman high society, so the two sides hit it off and secretly held a party.

The party was not to be made public, after all, Rome had been attacked not long ago, the streets were in chaos, there were many homeless people, and the government almshouses were overcrowded.

If it was known that they were having a party... The consequences are unimaginable.

However, Jocelyn, who was ordered by Rena and Atline to find out, was not happy, although she had become a noble blood clan, but she was still a little nervous in the face of the existence of a suspected demon hunter.

Before, she read stories from a human perspective, and dark forces such as blood and werewolves were all killed by demon hunters, although after being changed by Atlantaine, she was also very frightened.

At this moment, her cousin knocked on the door, looked at Joselin, who was already dressed very exquisitely, and smiled: "Okay, my little princess, you are definitely the most brilliant presence in Rome tonight... Come with me now to meet Archbishop Nessef. ”

"Yes, uncle. ”

Jocelyn exhaled slowly, barely squeezed out an elegant smile, stood up, took all her apprehensions to heart, and followed her cousin towards the banquet hall.

As the door was slowly pushed open, the picture of the lights jumped to Joceline's eyes, and everywhere she looked, there were gentlemen and ladies with good manners and proper manners.

Everyone had a smile on their faces, as if the attack on the city that had happened last night had not happened, but something grand and thankful.

Beyond the tall building, countless ruins of buildings collapsed and drowned in the bustle of Rome, and the faint sound of weeping could be heard in the streets, as if mourning the dead.

Joselin was a little shocked by this situation, although she came from high society, and often attended such dinners, but she had never encountered such a dinner party the day after the disaster the day before.

She never imagined that this would be such a scene.

"As always, do whatever you have to do, and when Archbishop Nessef and the Thunder Church entourage appear, they will pretend to be in a very sad state. ”

The cousin lowered his body slightly and whispered in Joceline's ear: "Tonight, the presidential secretary will also attend the banquet, and it is not convenient for Mr. President to come forward, and don't ask some things about the government, understand?"

Jocelyn nodded numbly, the things she had experienced in the past two days were too fantastical, and this little thing would not occupy much of a proportion in her heart.

But at this moment, she was also more and more glad that she had become a noble blood clan, not such a despicable human being.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road, what can Joceline say?

After staying in the banquet for a while, a crisp voice sounded, and Joceline looked in the direction of the sound, only to see the president's secretary general and several missionaries of the Thunder Church in white robes slowly coming from the backstage on the high platform, led by Archbishop Neself.

Joceline's eyes kept wandering over the personnel of the Thunder Church, and it took tens of seconds to see all the members at a glance, but to Joceline's consternation, Atleine felt that the person who was not very comfortable was not at the banquet!

He was also the only absent member of the Thunder Church delegation!

Something isn't quite right...

A bad premonition slowly rose in Joselin's heart, but there was no too much horror on the surface, but she applauded softly like an ordinary aristocratic lady.

But her mind was still wondering, where had the suspected witcher gone?

......

Crying, growling, choking...

All sorts of voices lingered in Van Helsing's ears, lingering in the streets of Rome.

Countless places of interest have collapsed, nearly 100,000 people have been displaced, tens of thousands of lives have left the world, thousands of families have been torn apart...

All this was seen by Van Helsing, and he felt very uncomfortable.

He didn't know why, in such a situation, those 'nobles', those from the upper classes, were not willing to help them, but instead held a welcome party in the glory of the lamp wall... This is simply unreasonable.

Van Helsing did not choose to attend the party, he wanted to take advantage of the night, look for targets in the streets of Rome, kill with one blow, and hunt down those monsters that hide in the dark.

That's what a witcher should do, not a welcome party with some 'celebrity' in some hotel.

Now that he has inherited the name 'Van Helsing', he has to shoulder the responsibilities that Van Helsing should do.

Van Helsing walked in the darkness with two blades in his hand, the silver bow and crossbow pinned to his waist shimmered, and the huge trench coat obscured all the weapons, and from a distance, Van Helsing looked like a messenger in the night, a guardian before dawn.

Two worm parasites hide ill-intentionally on a street corner, their eyes looking at a family of three displaced by the unrest, as if they are intent on a surprise attack.

However, in an instant, the silver light flashed, and two human heads fell to the ground, and the next moment, two worms the size of two fingers wriggled out of the skull, and Van Helsing did not hesitate to trample them to death.

Although he didn't know what kind of creatures these bugs were, they did endanger the safety of humans, and as a witcher, they had to be exterminated.

The witchers are not only for vampires and werewolves, all dark monsters are within their hunting range, and monsters such as gargoyles and ogres have not been killed by Van Helsing.

"I don't know how you came to be, how you were parasitized in the human brain. ”

Van Helsing looked at the two corpses lying in a pool of blood and the worm that had been trampled to death, and muttered: "But from now on, I will maintain the stability of the Roman night, and all darkness will be dispelled." ”

"From now on, the hunt begins!"