Henny is in trouble.

After returning to the mansion, Hernie kept bowing and apologizing to Leah.

Leah couldn't help but cover her head in some distress.

"Henie, you did surprise me a little."

Liya really didn't expect that Hernie, who looked soft like a little sheep, would be able to knock the second prince away with one punch.

According to the disability report, the second prince had several broken ribs and fell unconscious in the pool.

She looked Hernie up and down, her mind a little dazed.

Hernie's figure doesn't look like she has any strength, how can she beat the second prince like that?

If it weren't for the injuries suffered by the second prince in the academy, Dean Rachel's natural finch saw it in time and used magic to remotely salvage the unconscious second prince from the puddle.

I'm afraid that the second prince who fell into the pit will even have to give his life there.

Hernie lowered her head and didn't dare to squeak.

Although it was Sephiroth who beat her, Hernie did not want to confess to her.

After all, she knew in her heart that Sephirose was also here to help her.

So she took that responsibility herself.

Hernie closed her eyes, lowered her head, and said hurriedly;

"I'll take it as I please, and I won't cause trouble to the Clavenna family!"

"Even if it's in jail, it's fine!"

"Ugh."

Liya sighed helplessly, shook her head with one hand on her waist.

"It's not about going to jail."

The matter is now temporarily suppressed, and few people know that the second prince is injured.

And now that the second prince is unconscious, this is the point.

Originally, he was seriously injured before returning to the royal capital, and it took him nearly half a month to recover after recuperating in the Delin family.

As a result, not long after he recovered, he was beaten by Hernie again.

The wanted warrant didn't come down immediately, and it could be regarded as the emperor's mercy in Victor's face.

After all, no matter how bad the emperor's son is, it is also his son.

"The main thing is to see if the second prince will care, and there is ......"

"Don't go out for the next few days, wait until Victor comes back."

With that, Leah turned and left the room, leaving Hernie alone in the room to calm her down.

After walking out of the room, Leah's eyes instantly calmed down.

If Herney had done this, she wouldn't believe it.

How fragile does the second prince have to be, and he will be punched away by a weak girl like Hernie?

It is estimated that there was someone else who injured the second prince, and Hernie just took the blame for that person.

But no matter what, she has to take care of it.

After all, Hernie is her own family.

Leah pulled out the crystal from her waist and placed it in front of her.

A faint light swept across Riya's face, and the white light in the depths of the crystal gradually began to flicker.

"Hey, Gwen?"

"That's right, I need you here...... Well, protect the individual. ”

……

On top of another hill, stood a dozen men wearing different masks.

They wore the same cloak and looked down on the royal capital.

That's the witcher's outfit.

One of them, a masked woman, slowly walked out from between them, clasped her arms in her hands, and said lightly:

"The Calencian Empire, I haven't been here in a long time."

"Master Kevlar has provided clues, the second prince of the empire is very likely to collude with demons, or even the [Primordial Demon]."

A witcher beside her passed the news to her, and the woman nodded as she listened.

"What's more, one of the Empire's counts, Victor Klevenna, is also suspected of being related to demons."

"But we're going to have to worry about the council, so ...... You can only send a team to investigate first. ”

And in the eyes under her mask, there was a strong killing aura.

"Let's get started."

"Verify, then ......"

"Get rid of it."

……

The sun is gradually setting in the western mountains, and the light blue climbs into the sky with the stars.

Cloaked demon hunters used their sturdy bodies to shuttle through the royal capital.

Soon, they moved to the Kravenna family's mansion.

They were the first scouting team, and their primary purpose was to find out if there were any demons hiding in the Clevenna family.

The other group is a combat team, who will infiltrate the royal capital in search of the second prince.

"Where's Lord Kevlar?"

"There has been no news."

One of the witchers bowed his head as he spoke.

"Forget it, leave her alone."

"Victor Kravena is not here, and the garrison of the mansion is empty enough to infiltrate."

"Remember, our goal is only demons, and we must not hurt anyone."

Witchers will never actively attack ordinary people.

Several witchers around him nodded.

"Yes."

They jumped into Clavenna's mansion with agility and agility, and as soon as they got closer, they felt an extremely strong demonic aura.

The heart was beating wildly, and the throat was instantly raised.

The witchers became serious at the same time.

This filthy demonic aura cannot be faked.

"There really are demons in Kravenna."

They nodded to each other and took advantage of the darkness to move forward.

There was no sound, not even the sound of footsteps walking on the grass.

Soon, they infiltrated the mansion.

"I always feel like it's too easy to come in."

One of the witchers spoke softly suddenly.

Along the way, they didn't even see any guards.

The huge mansion felt like it was deliberately open for them.

The man who took the lead had a solemn face.

But suddenly, his eyes widened.

"Oh no, let's get out of ...... first"

The rest of the words were stuck in my throat like stones, and I couldn't spit out a word.

Immediately, a sharp voice sounded playfully.

"Since you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave."

A black phantom like a crow began to spread from the floor to the surrounding area, engulfing the witchers completely.

The witchers could only watch the changes that took place in everything around them.

The house seemed to begin to twist, the surrounding walls became incredibly soft, and bouts of darkness began to completely submerge the surroundings.

Even the moonlight was hidden at some point.

Suddenly, the laughter rang out again:

"Let's play a game."

"Since you're here to find demons, then ......"

"Let's challenge the demons."

In the boundless darkness of the witcher's eyes,

A mysterious figure like a giant swelled in the depths of darkness.

The voice of the crow sounded again:

"Fury."

"Don't kill them."

The moment the words fell, in the darkness around them, a burst of violent red iron filings were set off out of thin air, dancing wildly.

A red crocodile like a giant, with its head in the sky, its long tongue bared, its teeth drooling, and its eyes reddened.

Staring at the moor-hunters in front of it was like contempt for a swarm of bugs.

An empty, but like a bell-like sound, gradually sounded:

"Greetings—the Catastrophe!"

……

Another group of combat members shuttled through the sky above the royal capital, and one after another pitch-black figures were like ghosts, crossing the streets of Fangliang without making a sound.

They were hurrying and passing messages to each other.

"Boss, the team that infiltrated the Kravenna Mansion has lost contact."

"It's as if it disappeared into thin air."

Among the witchers, there is a very special prop.

That's the accessory called "Soul of the Hunt".

The same black crystal is used as the material to cast earrings like eyes.

This is the tool that the witchers use to communicate during their missions.

Drop earrings exist as a pair, so witchers usually act in two teams at the same time when performing tasks, using earrings to group in pairs and communicate through the matching earrings.

"Boss, what should I do?"

A witcher wearing earrings asked the woman at the front of the line.

Hearing the news of the disappearance of a team, everyone was stunned.

Even the pace has slowed down a lot.

Even the woman's speed slowed down.

She was thinking about whether she should go back to support or continue to her planned destination.

The palace in the middle of the night is the time when the guard is the emptiest.

At this time, the old emperor was already asleep.

And the witcher with extraordinary concealment ability will not be noticed when he sneaks into the palace.

The original plan was that if it was discovered that the second prince was really carrying a demon, they would immediately awaken the demon completely and draw it out.

In this way, even if there was a real battle, they would have a way to lure the demons away from the royal capital.

The witchers are all waiting for their leader to give orders.

All eyes were cast on the masked woman at the front of the line.

The woman stopped on a rooftop and stood on top of the chimney, squinting her eyes and bowing her head, looking at the palace not far away.

"Go back and support them."

"I'll be able to sneak into the palace alone."

After receiving the order, the witchers all nodded heavily.

No one was worried about her, because the witchers never doubted the strength of this woman.

After all, she was one of the seven strongest cadres of the Demon Hunters.

The team members glanced at each other, jumped around, and disappeared in an instant.

Leaving only the woman herself, looking in the direction of the palace ahead.

It would be safer for her to sneak into the palace alone.

Even if she was discovered, she could leave the palace alone.

No one but the old thing could stop her.

She took a deep breath and pulled the hood off her head.

The dark clouds gradually faded with the breeze, and the bright moonlight poured down slowly like a broken corner of the lake.

Her long silver-white hair was reflected as if it had been washed by a quiet river.

"I'm back."

"Oberly."

……