Online Games: Opening Confession of Underage Noble Daughter

They wore the same cloaks and looked down at the capital.

That's the witcher costume.

One of them, a woman wearing a mask, slowly walked out between them, folded her arms, and said lightly:

"Calencia Empire, I haven't been back here for a long time."

"Master Kefla provided clues. The second prince of the empire is very likely to be in collusion with the devil, or even the [primordial devil]."

A witcher next to her delivered the news to her, and the woman nodded after listening.

"Also, an earl of the empire, Victor Cravenner, is also suspected to be related to demons."

"But we have to worry about the parliament, so... we can only send a team to investigate first."

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

"Then let's get started."

"Verify, then..."

"Get rid of it."

……

The setting sun gradually set on the western mountain, and the light blue climbed up to the sky along with the stars.

The demon hunters in cloaks kept shuttling through the capital with their vigorous bodies.

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

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

The other group is a combat team, they will sneak into the capital to look for the second prince.

"Where's Master Kefla?"

"There has been no news."

A witcher lowered his head while talking.

"Forget it, leave her alone."

"Victor Klevener is not here, the defense force of the mansion is empty, you can sneak in."

"Remember, our goal is only demons, don't hurt anyone."

Demon hunters will never take the initiative to attack ordinary people.

Several witchers around him nodded.

"Yes."

They jumped into Klevener's mansion nimbly and nimbly, and as soon as they got close, they felt an extremely strong demonic aura.

The heart beat wildly, and it rose to the throat in an instant.

The witchers became serious at the same time.

This filthy demonic aura cannot be faked.

"Kravenna actually has demons."

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

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

Soon, they sneaked into the mansion.

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

One of the witchers suddenly spoke softly.

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

The huge mansion felt as if it had been deliberately left open for them.

The man in the lead looked serious.

But suddenly, his eyes widened suddenly.

"Oops, retreat first..."

The rest of the words were stuck in the throat like a stone, and I couldn't utter a single word.

Immediately, a sharp voice sounded with laughter.

"Since you're here, don't rush to leave."

A crow-like black phantom spread from the floor to the surroundings, completely engulfing the demon hunters.

The demon hunters could only watch the changes in everything around them.

The house seemed to start to distort, the surrounding walls became extremely soft, and bursts of darkness began to completely submerge the surroundings.

Even the moonlight was hidden at some point.

Suddenly, the laughter sounded again:

"Let's play a game."

"Since you are here to find the devil, then..."

"Let's challenge the devil."

In the boundless darkness in the eyes of the witcher,

A mysterious figure that looks like a giant is constantly expanding its body in the depths of darkness.

The voice of the crow sounded again:

"fury."

"Don't kill them."

The moment the words fell, a violent burst of red iron filings was set off out of thin air in the surrounding darkness, dancing crazily.

A red crocodile like a giant, with its head above the sky, sticking out its long tongue, carrying saliva between its fangs, and its eyes are red.

Staring at the gang of witchers in front of it was like scorning a swarm of bugs.

An empty, but sound like a bell gradually sounded:

"Welcome to the catastrophe!"

……

Another group of combat members shuttled over the sky of the capital, one after another of pitch-black figures, like ghosts and ghosts, crossed the streets of Fangliang without making a sound.

While they were hurrying, they were passing information to each other.

"Boss, the team that infiltrated Cravenna's mansion has lost contact."

"It's as if it just disappeared out of thin air."

Among demon hunters, there is a very special item.

That is the accessory called [Spirit of Hunting].

It is also made of black crystal as a material to cast earrings like eyes.

These are the props used by the demon hunters for communication when performing tasks.

Earrings exist in pairs, so when performing tasks, demon hunters usually act in two teams at the same time, using earrings to form groups of two, and communicating through matching earrings.

"Boss, what should we do?"

A witcher wearing an earring asked the woman at the front of the line.

Hearing the news that a team had disappeared, everyone was stunned.

Even the footsteps have slowed down significantly.

Even the speed of the woman slowed down.

She is considering whether she should go back to support, or continue to her original planned destination.

The imperial palace in the middle of the night is the time when the defense is most emptied.

At this time, the old emperor was already sound asleep.

And the demon hunter with extraordinary concealment ability sneaked into the palace without anyone noticing.

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

In this way, even if there is a real battle, they still have a way to lure the demon away from the capital.

The witchers were all waiting for orders from their leader.

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

The woman stopped on a roof, stood on the chimney, squinted her eyes, lowered her head, and looked at the palace not far away.

"You go back and support them."

"Just let me infiltrate the palace alone."

After receiving the order, all the demon hunters nodded emphatically.

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

After all, she is one of the seven strongest cadres among the demon hunters.

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

Only the woman was left, looking in the direction of the palace ahead.

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

Even if someone finds out, she can leave the palace alone.

No one could stop her except that old thing Aubrey.

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

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

Reflected on her silver-white long hair, it seemed to be washed by a quiet river.