Claudia looked around at the darkness around her, her expression hidden behind the mask was extremely serious.

This..... What happened?

Who did it and pulled himself into this strange space without a sound?

Could it be...... The crow?

Claudia's eyes were fixed on the body of the pitch-black crow.

But the crow's behavior made her shudder.

For it was quietly watching her with its single eye.

"One...... A one-eyed crow? ”

An inexplicable familiarity rose in Claudia's heart.

As if realizing something, she froze.

On Victor's shoulder, there is not always a ...... A pitch-black one-eyed crow?

Anyone who knows a little bit about Victor knows it well.

The crow seems to have always been by Victor's side, and has even become his iconic symbol.

But I just saw Victor in the palace,

At that time, it seemed that the crow was not with Victor.

At first, Claudia didn't care, after all, she only thought the crow was a pet.

And now, Claudia's expression gradually became solemn.

"Talking Crow...... Sure enough, you were the one who made Victor stronger. ”

Like a gentleman, Vega placed her wings on her chest and bowed slightly to Claudia.

"I'd love to make you think so, but I'm sorry, ma'am, maybe you've misunderstood."

"He's my proudest partner, and even without me, he'd still be the shining black star that rises as usual."

Claudia struggled to get up again, but her limbs were a little weak,

But even such a simple action almost used up her whole body strength.

After all, the recovery effect of the potion is still too poor.

For a powerhouse like Claudia, who had almost reached the top of the human race, the recovery power of the pale red potion could barely help her barely move her body a few times.

And in the face of a mysterious crow that can talk, he doesn't know whether the other party is friend or foe.

Its appearance did bring Claudia a very strong sense of crisis.

In Claudia's concern, the crow flapped its wings.

The black feather slowly floated down and landed in front of Claudia.

Then, in the darkness, the barely visible black feather began to transform.

A red light flashed, and then, a glass bottle filled with red potion was quietly placed on the ground.

The color of the potion was incomparably bright, even thick to the point of a slight blackening.

Like blood.

Claudia looked at the red potion at her feet, and her brain was confused.

Recovery potion? But this color ......

"Drink it."

The crow's commanding voice suddenly sounded.

Claudia's eyes slowly lifted as she spoke.

In the crow's single eye, there seemed to be a controlling play.

"You don't have a choice."

The words fell, and his heart felt like someone had pinched his hand heavily.

A rush of urgency rose from Claudia's heart, making her feel unable to resist.

She could only lean down, pick up the potion on the ground, and open the cap.

Take off your mask, bring it to your mouth, and pour it up.

The bright red potion ran down her cheeks and across her slender neck.

Soon, something magical happened.

Claudia's body gradually glowed with a burst of green light, and she felt her strength regained.

The physical burden caused by the previous use of the Blood Secret Technique is also completely gone at this time.

She felt more joy and comfort than ever before.

It seems that even the dark diseases that once fell on his body have been erased.

What the hell is this.....

Miracles?

"Now, let's make a deal."

The sharp and evil voice sounded from the raven's mouth again:

"I'm interested in you witchers, so, defeat it."

Before Claudia could recover from her previous shock, a monstrous demon appeared in the depths of darkness.

The red body came out of the darkness, and the crystal red armor on the body was shattered again.

Mixed with endless iron filings, it swirls around the demon.

The whirling iron filings swept across Claudia's cheek, and with a single swipe, it cut open her skin and dripped.

Claudia looked up slowly.

The scarlet eyes on the other half of the face seemed to expand in a circle, flashing with a crimson light.

Her body also entered a state of excitement, and she fell together, and her breathing became heavy.

Like a giant beast awakening, a loud rumbling sound erupted from Claudia's body one after another.

One of the seven most powerful witchers.

How brilliant will you behave when facing the Primordial Demon?

Vega was intrigued.

Its voice continued to sound:

"If you win, I'll let you and your men leave the empire in peace."

"But if you lose."

It was as if a breath was released from the crow's body, gradually climbing into the sky, completely engulfing the darkness.

The endless darkness was gradually enveloped by rolling dark clouds, and gray-black clouds began to roll.

A huge one-eyed pierced through the clouds and suddenly opened its vertical pupils, as if in control of everything, and looked towards the earth.

"Your whole life—"

"They will all be my slaves, at my disposal."

......

Outside the royal capital, the boundless and flat grassland dances slightly with the gentle breeze.

The moonlight is like a curtain covering the entire grassland, and the stars hang in the sky, constantly twinkling.

The appearance of a figure broke the original peace of this place.

Blue streaks gradually fall from the sky and converge on the ground.

The black trench coat of the person who appeared was constantly swinging in the air.

Victor stood silently, as if waiting for something.

Above the sky, Vega flapped her wings and fell.

Standing smoothly on Victor's shoulders.

With that sharp and ugly crow voice, it sounded in Victor's ears.

"I really didn't expect that the queen of the empire would actually be a cadre of the witchers."

"Victor, did you already know about this?"

Victor walked slowly on the calm steppe as he spoke:

"The bloodline of the witcher needs to be passed on, and only after the death of the previous witcher will it be passed on to the next one."

"The person who passed it on to Claudia was her father, the head of the Stoke family."

There are deep, deep reasons for this.

Through the conversation with the old emperor, Victor was able to sort out these things completely.

With his hands in his pockets, he looked up at the stars:

"Her father, accused by Empress Claudia, was personally brought to the execution table by her own hands."

The Stoke family was wiped out, leaving Claudia alone to inherit the bloodline of her father who was a witcher and left the empire with grief.

And Victor squinted:

"But in short, it's more complicated than I said."

"Okay, but I don't really care about that."

Vega just grinned, and then said:

"But as you planned, Victor, I do need these sturdy witchers."

That's right, set up a bureau.

Victor never worried that Kevlar would wonder if there was a demon hiding in his house,

On the contrary, what these witchers did would give Victor a better reason to keep them.

If Leah wasn't stupid, the witchers who invaded the house would have already been contracted to sell themselves and were ready to work for their Clavenna family for the rest of their lives.

......

Leah stood in the ruins of the living room, but there was no pity on her face.

Even at hand, he was unhurriedly calculating the lost property at home.

Around her, a group of witchers, tied up by vines one after another, stood beside Leah, their heads bowed.

Kocot fluttered back and forth on the clouds, looking at them in a working posture of overseer.

Leah quickly finished the calculation, then took the bill and said to the witchers with a smile on her face:

"The loss of the house is a small matter, but the gold and wood furniture, antiques, collections, calligraphy and paintings are all damaged, and the value is ..... ”

As if deliberately elongated her voice, Liya hung the appetite of those witchers:

"You need compensation, twenty million geons."

"It's still a fragment."

When the witchers heard the number, their bodies shuddered.

A few of them immediately began to retort:

"Those losses are not our ......"

"But if it weren't for you, our house wouldn't have been destroyed, oh yes, and yes."

Leah squinted her eyes, put her hands on her chest, and her tone was very dangerous:

"If you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten."

"Infiltrating my house and stuning my family's subhuman guards, causing my family's defense force to be empty, you did the right thing."

"Add another million as compensation for them, no problem, right?"

Her voice was like a demon's whisper, lingering in the ears of the witchers.

……

No, even scarier than demons.

At least, they'd rather fight demons than Leah.

"But we don't have that much money......"

"It's easy."

Leah seemed to have expected this, and suddenly laughed, and took out the prepared contract.

One by one, they were distributed to the witchers.

They took the contract and looked at the terms on it, a little confused.

"There are twenty of you here, each of you will work for my family, and in ten years, you will be able to pay them all back."

"Oh yes, none of you have free time during work, do you hear me?"

The witchers began to tremble and shouted:

"You, you demon, you are illegally imprisoned!"

"Illegal imprisonment? When you smuggled into the country, did you ever think about what the consequences would be? ”

The expression on Leah's face was still the same one that was smiling, looking up and down at the shouting witchers.

They were even more scared.

Because they themselves are largely not residents of the empire.

The empire is so powerful that it doesn't need any other power, not even some bigoted religion.

As a result, the Witcher Organization could barely gain a foothold in the Empire.

And the laws of the empire are extremely strict, and once you are caught, you will be directly deported from the country.

What's more, not only did they enter the country illegally, but they also went directly to the Imperial Count's house to make trouble.

If this is captured by the Empire, I am afraid that it will not be a problem to be locked up until death.

So, they can only be forced to relent.

At that moment, a piece of wood above the ceiling began to shake.

Squeak –

The huge swaying plank fell from the air, hitting an intact valuable vase in the corner of the living room.

Syllable!

The vase received a huge impact and shattered suddenly.

The fragments of the bottle even smashed into the faces of those witchers.

Demon Hunters: "......"

Hearing this, Liya didn't even turn her head to look, but continued to smile and said lightly:

"One more year."