Chapter 416

On the way.

Sean sitting in the back seat of the car, wearing a very heavy black coat, holding a handkerchief in his hand, coughs violently from time to time.

Through the harsh winter.

In the early spring of Imperial Capital, it was still cold and everything was dead.

The engine sound of Lord Horch One is dull and heavy.

Vera glanced at it from time to time. Sean · Andorra, since leaving the bed of the Institute of Mystery, has never recovered his rosy, pale face.

The drooping eyelids seem to have not woken up all the time.

Head up.

The endoscope in front reflects her face.

Familiar, but unfamiliar.

The hideous burn spreading to her right ear was twisted into a ball of ugly flesh, completely ruining her original beautiful face.

For Vera as a demon-hunter, these scars cannot shake her heart.

But for a girl less than twenty years old, her self-esteem in interpersonal communication has suffered to a certain extent.

Especially.

She has never tried love.

Not long.

The car drove into the main road of the Imperial Family Cemetery of the Mengxi Empire and stopped on the right.

Hardy stepped on the brake.

Walk quickly to the trunk, take out a large handful of memorial bouquets, a 63-year-old bottle of Bordeaux pure black blood worth 300 pounds.

To get to the place where Baruch is buried, one needs to cross a narrow gravel path under a tree.

The four have not arrived yet.

A tall old figure stands in front of Baruch’s tombstone.

Put your hands in the pockets of your high-collar black coat, white mist wafts in front of your mouth and nose when you breathe.

Until someone crossed his body and put a large bouquet of flowers and a bottle of red wine in front of the tombstone.

Cole stopped beside him.

The voice of the old hunter is exceptionally rough, as if scenes from the past are still in front of his eyes.

"When we met for the first time, he was a bold daredevil.

He actually used his soul as a bait, just to kill a wraith, if not by chance I ran into him, he was already dead."

When speaking.

The old hunter's eyes have been on the tombstone.

On it is the epitaph written by Queen Your Majesty for Baruch Lennon Butler: Great sacrifice, glorious dedication-Alexandra Victoria.

Cole did not respond.

Sean sighed then said, sighed, "The last time Lord Baruch arranged a task for us, it seems to be yesterday.

I can’t believe it, that adult ..."

Torell took out a cigarette and lit it, and browsed tightly knit, "The longer we work in this line, the faster we will die.

Nothing strange .

However, I heard that the board of directors decided to bring all the Saint Artifact cases to your special incident handling office in the future..."

The old hunter transfers He glanced at Sean and said, "Even if the demon hunter team is scarcely manpowered now, but in your current state, those little bastards have made it clear that they want your life."

Sean smiled shyly. , Helplessly said, "Maybe, I do need a period of rest..."

Torell took a deep look at him.

Taking Cole on the shoulder, the two walked aside.

Standing under a relatively secluded tree.

The old hunter said, "I heard that Rolando left Hydria's affairs to you to deal with. I very much doubt that according to your usual case-handling style, you will die there.

Don’t interrupt, listen to me first.

That smelly ghost place is like a dark fairy tale that scares a child.

And one thing, Rolando will definitely not tell you."

Cole took out a cigarette and lit it, frowned, "What's the matter?"

Torell laughed and took it out of Cole's cigarette case. One, after igniting it with a crime verdict, he said, "You should have seen the parasitic curse on his chest, a very evil terrifying thing that is connected to the life of the parasite.

But.

The guy who cherishes feathers was not recruited in Hydria, but a place you’ve been to, Carradishan.

There are some things I can’t explain. , You know it in your heart."

Talking.

He glanced at Sean’s back, said solemnly, "Remember not to let that kid go to Hydelia, unless you want him to die."

After explaining some Judgement Echelon The secret.

Torrel turned and left with one hand in his trouser pocket and a cigarette in the other.

Watch the other party leave.

Cole brows tightly knit.

The last time he dealt with the blood wave incident, he and a group of vampires, as well as the rotten man Wink Valentier, went to Carradishan’s legacy, the lair of the gray-skinned blood slaves.

When the natural disaster party member, vampire Alcatel, sacrificed to the Princess of the Uroli clan.

In the darkness of chaos, Cole came into contact with a blasphemous object that was so powerful that he has left a deep impression on him.

In other words.

The thing in Hydria Town may be that thing, manipulated behind the scenes.

It’s no wonder that the Demon Hunter will turn this kind of seemingly weird cases to Judgement Echelon for investigation.

Eleven o'clock in the morning.

After the memorial service is over.

The four of Cole returned to the Demon Hunting squad and discussed with Director Roddy about the case of Hydria.

Leave Sean · Andorra in the special events office to get familiar with his future work.

The three of Cole embarked on a train bound for the southern part of the empire.

Hydria Town.

Located in the mountains along the southern coast.

The nearest to it is Enfimund, an unknown small city that relies on fishing to support its economy.

Even so.

If you want to enter Hydria through Enfimond, you still need to mount a horse and climb over the mountains, and it will take at least a day to arrive.

In other words.

Once you enter that weird town.

The only thing they can rely on is the very few military outposts in the mountains of Enfimund, which the Empire used to monitor Hydria.

There is no stable power.

There is no wide road.

The most important thing...lack of communication.

A self-sufficient and backward region completely independent of the modern imperial industrial system and still living in the Middle Ancient Era.

That evening.

After the train arrived, the three chose a nearby hotel to rest.

Prepare to set off before dawn.

Maybe this mission is too dangerous.

Fortunately, Hardy, who has always been heartless, seems very nervous.

For the Demon Hunter.

She has experienced two major events and even desperately waiting for important information. She is already a mature demon-hunter who can be alone.

But only she knows her own experience and strength.

It's okay to lead a team to deal with some common Evil Spirit possession cases, or criminal cases involving dark creatures.

Participating in this never-disclosed level originally belonged to the top secret case of Judgement Echelon... After getting off the train, she began to regret it.

Everyone is afraid.

This was given to her by Cole.

But at the same time, she also learned what it means to do what she can, instead of being brave and determined to die.

Such a top-secret case... Is she really capable of dealing with it?