Chapter 416

On the way.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, gene, wearing a very heavy black coat and holding a handkerchief, coughed violently from time to time.

Across the severe winter.

The early spring of the imperial capital is still cold and everything is dead.

The sound of the engine of Duke horsey one was dull and heavy.

Vera glanced at it from time to time with her spare light. Gene Andorra had never recovered his ruddy and pale face since he left the hospital bed of the Institute of mystics.

Drooping eyelids, as if he had never woke up.

Look up.

The endoscope in front reflected her face.

Familiar, but strange.

The ferocious burn that spread to her right ear twisted into an ugly flesh and completely destroyed her beautiful face.

For Vera, a demon hunter, these scars can't shake her heart.

But for a girl under the age of 20, her self-esteem in interpersonal communication has suffered a certain degree of frustration.

Especially.

She has never tried love.

Not long.

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

Hardy pressed the brake.

He walked quickly to the trunk and took out a large bouquet of commemorative flowers and a bottle of 63 year Bordeaux pure black blood worth 300 pounds.

To get to the location of burying Baruch, you need to cross a narrow gravel path under a tree.

Four people have not yet arrived.

A tall old figure stood in front of Baruch's tombstone.

Put your hands in the pockets of the high collar black coat. When breathing, the white mist floats in front of your mouth and nose.

Until someone passed over his body and put a big bunch of flowers and a bottle of red wine in front of the tombstone.

Cole stopped beside him.

The old hunter's voice was particularly hoarse, as if the scenes of the past were still in front of him.

"When we first met, he was a bold and reckless man.

He used his soul as bait just to kill a complaining spirit. If I hadn't just caught him, he would have died. "

When talking.

The old hunter's eyes remained on the tombstone.

On it is the epitaph written by her majesty for Baruch Lennon Butler: great sacrifice, glorious dedication - Alexandra Victoria.

Cole didn't respond.

Chien sighed and said sadly, "the last time Lord Baruch arranged a task for us, it seemed that it was yesterday.

I can't believe that the adult... "

Torrell took out a cigarette and lit it. He frowned. "The longer we work, the faster we die.

Nothing strange.

However, I heard that the Council has decided to take all the cases of disaster sacred vessels to your special incident handling office in the future... "

The old hunter turned to look at Qien and said, "even if the demon hunting regiment is short of manpower, those little bastards know that they want your life."

Gene smiled shyly and said helplessly, "maybe, I really need a period of rest..."

Torrel took a deep look at him.

Pat Cole on the shoulder and they walk aside.

Standing under a relatively quiet tree.

The old hunter said, "I heard that Rolando left the matter of hedelia to you. I doubt whether he will die there according to your consistent handling style.

Don't interrupt. Listen to me first.

That stinky ghost place is like a dark fairy tale that frightens children.

And there's one thing Roland won't tell you. "

Cole took out a cigarette and lit it. He frowned. "What's up?"

Torrel smiled, took one out of Cole's cigarette box, leaned over and lit it with the evil verdict, and then said, "you should have seen the parasitic curse on his chest, a very evil and terrible thing connected with the life of the parasite.

however.

That feather loving guy is not recruited in hedelia, but a place you've been to, karadishan.

There are some things I can't understand. Just know them. "

Talk.

He glanced at gene's back and said in a deep voice, "remember not to let that boy go to hedelia unless you want him to die."

Explain some secrets between the trial sequences.

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

Watch the other party leave.

Cole frowned.

The last time he dealt with the blood tide incident, he and a group of vampires, as well as the rotten man Wenk valentier, went to karadishan's legacy, the nest of grey skin blood slaves.

The scourge party, the vampire Alcatel, sacrificed to the princess of the urori clan.

In the darkness of chaos, Cole came into contact with a powerful blasphemy that has impressed him so far.

In other words.

The thing about hedelia town may be that thing, manipulated behind the scenes.

No wonder the demon hunting regiment will hand over some strange cases that appear on the surface to the trial sequence for investigation.

Eleven in the morning.

After the memorial ceremony.

The four of Cole returned to the demon hunting group and discussed the hedelia case with director Roddy.

Leave gene Andorra in the office of special events and get familiar with his future work.

The three of Cole got on the train to the south of the Empire.

Hedelia town.

Located in the mountains along the southern coast.

Nearest to it is enfermond, an unknown small city that relies on fishing to support its economy.

Even so.

If you want to enter hedelia through enfermond, you still need to ride a horse, climb mountains and take at least one day to arrive.

let me put it another way.

Once you get into that weird town.

The only thing they could rely on was the enfemonde mountains, a very rare number of military posts used by the Empire to monitor haderia.

There is no stable power.

There is no spacious road.

The most critical... Lack of communication.

A backward area that is completely independent of the industrial system of the modern Empire and still lives in the middle ages and is self-sufficient.

That evening.

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

Get ready to leave before dawn.

Maybe this mission is too dangerous.

Hardy, the lucky man who has always been heartless and heartless, is fine. Villa seems very nervous, silent and preoccupied all the way.

For the devil hunt.

Having experienced two major events and even desperate to wait for important information, she is already a mature demon hunter who can take charge of her own affairs.

But only she knows her own experience and strength.

It's OK to lead a team to deal with some ordinary evil spirit possession cases or criminal cases involving dark creatures.

After getting off the train, she began to regret.

Everyone is afraid.

Cole gave it to her.

But at the same time, she also learned what it means to do what she can, rather than die bravely.

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