Victor found Erica in the middle of a dense forest.

She was unconscious among the weeds, her body wrapped in a thin barrier, her pulse and breathing faint.

If it weren't for this magical barrier, perhaps Erica's life would have been accounted for in that battle.

And for now, she is still dying.

"It's too dangerous."

Victor said lightly.

Whether it's the volcano or the demonic invasion just now, Erica is like a stunned young man who has never encountered danger.

The consequences were never considered.

If it hadn't been for Victor breaking the circle in advance, Erica would have probably been swallowed by Yem in one gulp.

"The duke's way of education is very problematic."

Erica always wants to express herself, and she always wants to impress others.

Especially wanted to get her father.

But.....

Victor turned his gaze to the other side, the purple-haired woman who was also covered in wounds all over her body, and more severely.

She emitted a transparent magical glimmer, and various magical buffs kept her alive.

But the whole body is blue and purple, and the tearing of the muscles is even more imperceptible under the skin.

Her injuries look worse than Erica's.

"At least she's not as cold-blooded as her father."

If it weren't for Erica, then this woman would surely die at the hands of the devil.

Victor's eyes stared at her, her clothes completely torn, and the wounds she exposed looked hideous.

Although the bleeding stopped, the terrible wound still made people shudder.

"Because of Erica's appearance, has the fate line changed?"

In the prologue of the game, players are told a backstory of a demonic invasion.

In the middle of the first chapter, Gwen will tell the player the cause of her eldest sister's death.

Kevlara Delin, who died at the hands of the greedy demon bOSS Yem.

This character that the player has never had a chance to meet, and he doesn't even have a standing painting in the game, so it can be said that he is an NPC who really appears outside the story.

And right now, the woman in front of him who fell to the ground and fell unconscious, obviously had a slight resemblance to Gwen.

If nothing else, it's Kevlar.

"She's a witcher."

Vega responded from the side.

"Then it's understandable."

Victor nodded, he understood what it meant to be a witcher:

In the game, the Witcher is a special class, and players can become a Witcher by talking to the Witcher npC with an orthodox bloodline, and after completing the job transfer mission.

In his previous life, Victor did not help some players to level up the job transfer task, and he also knew the same thing about this profession.

Demon hunters have a deep obsession with demons, and once they find them, they will chase them to the ends of the earth until they kill them.

Or be killed by a demon.

If the Witcher's Fever passive is converted to the game's stats, the Witcher deals an additional 50% damage to demonic units.

Since demons are a collection of mana generation, correspondingly, the witcher will also increase the damage of the mage by 10%.

Originally, mages were a group with low health and poor resistance.

After the numerical conversion, the Witcher also became part of the mage's nemesis.

In short, mages hate witchers.

Of course, the witcher is not without its shortcomings.

Knights who are also melee classes can also use some magic to increase their power, while the Witcher is a truly 'blue stripe' class.

"Luckily, it came early."

Victor leaned down to check Kevlar's condition.

Vega nodded meaningfully.

"Indeed, if it were a little later."

"She's almost healed from her wounds."

Victor didn't think so, and flipped his palm, and a bottle of scarlet-colored potion appeared in his palm.

"You're pretty good at making people owe you favors."

Vega said mockingly, watching as Viktor poured the potion into Kevlar's mouth and was successfully swallowed.

Then he took out another bottle and fed it to Erica, who was also unconscious.

After doing all this, Viktor clapped his hands and said:

"I'm not an orthodox priesthood after all, and I can't do it for them to recover completely."

But this sentence left Vega speechless.

Victor put it on again.

So it asked very cooperatively.

"I can't understand, how the hell did you do that?"

The state that was clearly detached from the characteristics of death all showed the magic of the potion's effect.

If Vega had Victor's eyes, it would definitely be able to see the two people who had taken the potion, and the blood bars that appeared on the top of their heads had instantly increased a lot.

For the player, as long as there is a drop of blood left, it is not considered to be in a state of death.

However, Victor can still take out the player's props with npC templates, and what is even more outrageous is that he can also provide other npC to use.

This is already his unique ability.

Other players will not be able to use player items for npC.

"Well, let's be quiet for a while."

Victor leaned back, and a seat formed on the ground to hold his body up.

He grabbed a magic book from the palm of his hand and replenished what he should have learned.

After about ten minutes, Kevlar was the first to open his eyes. A strong feeling of weakness swept through her body in an instant, she didn't want to move for a moment, and the injuries in her body all revealed her current bad state.

The moment the frustration came to mind, Kevlar felt the urge to commit suicide.

Unexpectedly, after the battle with the demon, she was able to survive.

"You have to thank Duke Rivi, he has raised a nice daughter."

The sound of the pages clattering stopped, and Victor put the book away, staring at Kevlar with dark eyes.

Hearing the voice, Kevlar froze and struggled to prop up his body,

The man in front of him sat on a chair, looking particularly mysterious under the support of a black trench coat and a one-eyed crow.

Elegance at its best.

Her eyes were still a little blurry, and she didn't recognize who the other party was at first.

But Kevlar was a little confused.

Chair?

Where did he get his chair in this place?

didn't have time to make her think about it, and when she heard the other party's words, she held back the pain in her body and quickly turned her head to look at the other side.

Erica Du Chloe.

While fighting demons can cause Kevlar to lose his mind, his memories will not disappear with him.

What's more, all the positive effects emanating from her body tell her what happened during the battle.

In the previous battle, the demon's stunt that stained the earth with ink.

Definitely fatal damage.

That's what Kevlar, who has a lot of combat experience, told himself.

In other words, Erica used magic to save the lives of the two of them in her previous conscious state.

Kevlar's heart was a little desolate.

If it weren't for Erica, she would have been under the hands of the devil.

She didn't expect the demon to be so powerful, and she was so weak.

"She suffered a penetrating injury to her shoulder, but she was able to save the lives of both of you."

"It's amazing."

Victor's words once again punched her heart.

Kevlar felt guilty.

"That'...... That demon. ”

"You are not its opponent, but seriously, if it is just a head-on one-man fight, unless the emperor and his old man are willing to come in person, no one can win it."

Kevlar looked up, his brow furrowed.

She couldn't understand it.

The demon was so powerful that she had never heard of it as a witcher.

It was like something that wasn't supposed to be in the world, and Kevlar sensed it, so she confidently chased after it.

However, the other party never seemed to regard her as an opponent.

In the end, because of his pride, he almost lost his life.

"However, we have already solved the aftermath."

Victor stood up, the chair beneath him dissipating on its own.

He walked up to Kevlar, his trench coat flicked, and two bottles of scarlet potion landed in front of Kevlar.

"Remember to think more before acting recklessly."

"Even if you are a witcher, blindly being controlled by instinct may not have a better effect."

"Also, remember to drink the medicine, Miss Kevlar."

Victor flicked his trench coat and turned away.

Kevall looked at the man in front of her in a daze, and when she recovered, her eyes were a little clearer, and she suddenly recognized the other party.

"Victor...... It's you? ”

Victor didn't look back, just left a word.

"Don't forget to bring Erica back, I don't want the Duke to misunderstand me again."

A black wind blew, and the leaves flew to block Kevlar's view.

By the time the black wind cleared and the leaves scattered, Victor was gone.

In its place, only a black crow's tail feather remained, symbolizing that he had also come.

The feather floated in front of Kevlar, and she grabbed it in her hand, feeling heavy and complicated.

Because on the feather is a clear handwriting:

"Four recovery potions, eight thousand giohs, remember to pay for it."

Holding on, she picked up the red potion that had been thrown on the ground.

Bright as blood, unlike anything she had ever seen.

She hesitated, but opened the lid and poured it into her mouth.

A bright green light erupted from his body, and the injuries on his body were half healed in an instant.

She felt a wave of power spread throughout her body.

"I can stand up."

"What a magic potion."

She thought to herself that there was one last bottle left, and if she drank it, she would be able to regain more combat strength.

However, she was no longer needed to fight.

She left the potion for Erica, took the other person in her arms, opened the potion, and poured it into Erica's mouth.

……

Knock knock knock!!

There was a knock at the door of Du Chloe's house, and the Duke of Rivey ran out of it almost immediately.

He stood in the doorway and watched Erica and Kevlar help each other to the door.

Erica looked at her father with a dismayed face and laughed happily:

"Father, Sister Kevlar and I have dragged the demon for a long time."

"Am I amazing?"

Even though Erica was weak, her eyes still twinkled with anticipation when she mentioned it.

"I'm not a drag bottle anymore!"

“……”

Duke Rivi was silent and did not speak.

The atmosphere seemed to be a little stiff at this time.

Erica shrunk her neck and lowered her head, as if she was a little scared.

And the next second.

The sturdy embrace embraced her, as if it was as warm as she had experienced when she was a child.

Her father's trembling voice rang in her ears.

"Erica."

"You'll always be Daddy's pride."