Hene looked completely bewildered, covering her face with one hand as if she had seen something she couldn't believe.

The prince got beaten up.

"It's over."

"This is bad..."

......

The massive mountain range features strangely shaped rocks, with a touch of green draping the mountainside in a thin layer.

This is the back mountain outside the capital, a vast area, and it takes a long time to reach the summit.

Kefla jokingly said to Victor from the side:

"Hey, isn't it exciting?"

"What?"

Viktor asked casually.

Kevlar said with a smile:

"Of course it's a date with my sister! Don't you think it's exciting?"

“Little Gwen knows about this.”

She extended a finger, placed it on Vic's chest, and hooked the pendant on his chest.

"You~"

"But I have to spend the whole day with my sister."

Victor put his hands in his pockets, looked down at Kevlar's alluring eyes, then lowered his gaze and gave a disdainful snort.

"I'm not so desperate as to be indiscriminate in my choices."

"Old man."

"???"

Kefla has broken down.

Although she didn't quite understand what was going on with Viktor's somewhat strange look, his final comment about being an "old man" finally broke her down.

Her Witcher bloodline extended her lifespan, and even her appearance remained largely unchanged.

But her age is a secret that can never be mentioned.

Kefla's face twitched slightly, and she gave a stiff smile.

“Victor, you haven’t changed at all since you were a child. You’re still just as unlikable as ever.”

Victor glanced at her, then looked back ahead.

"But I have a fiancée."

"..."

Kefla silently withdrew her hand and walked forward without a word.

The world finally quieted down, and Victor continued to follow behind Kevlar.

Soon, the two stood in front of a cave.

Deep inside that cave was an extremely large stone door.

It seems that the height of the mountain was naturally formed to accommodate this enormous stone gate.

Kefla stopped and entered the cave, looking up at the stone door.

"We've arrived."

She placed her hand on the stone door and pressed it down heavily.

The massive stone gate suddenly began to tremble, and handfuls of dust fell from the cracks.

The two large doors slowly opened, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in from the dark tunnel.

Bang!

The gates gradually came to a stop, standing on either side of the cave.

Kefla started walking towards it.

Victor followed slowly behind her.

The tunnel was pitch black and filled with a damp, musty smell.

Despite the smell, Victor continued walking forward.

But soon, the tunnel suddenly became spacious.

The surrounding lights instantly turned on, the surrounding rock walls were polished to an incredibly smooth finish, and the entire space was so spacious that it felt as if it had bulged out of the mountain.

The rock face was covered with various ordinary images, each with its own annotations.

The surrounding rocks have been polished into flat shapes, making them look like places to sit and rest.

The entire vast space resembled the stronghold of some cult, a place used for giving speeches and recruiting followers.

Kefla slowly turned around and said to Victor:

"This is the Witcher branch near the capital. Because it is a newly established branch, it is somewhat rudimentary."

"I am currently here, serving as the head of the branch."

The moment she finished speaking, Kefla's aura surged dramatically.

A long bar rose up, and Victor noticed with keen awareness that Kefla had seen her health bar.

And her rank.

Lv40.

Kevlar has been upgraded.

Previously, she was in level 39.

There are two scenarios in the game where health bars and levels appear.

One is physical contact, and the other is entering a combat state.

He did not touch Kevlar.

So...

Kefla in front of him had already prepared for battle.

At that moment, several figures slowly emerged from the darkness of the surrounding rock walls.

They wore symbols of demon hunters and various animal masks on their faces.

Beneath the mask, only a pair of eyes stared intently at the man before them.

Victor stood with his hands in his pockets, his expression unchanged, as if everything was expected.

"So, you brought me here for a test."

"Testing me to see if I'm colluding with the devil, isn't it?"

Kefla frowned, her gaze towards Victor filled with conflict.

“I really want to believe you, Victor.”

So she gave the pendant, the token that was as precious as her own life, to Victor.

"I know I can't beat you."

"If I die, that pendant will expel the demon from your body."

"The power of the Witcher will protect you, and you will never be corrupted by demons again."

The blood of a Witcher is incompatible with that of a demon, therefore, the power of a Witcher can forcibly eliminate the power of a demon.

"I will not allow a demon to come into contact with Gwen."

“Just for Gwen, Victor.”

Kefla slowly drew a silver-white dagger from her waist, and the surrounding witchers all drew the same silver blade in unison.

"OK."

"Since it's a test, I have no problem."

Viktor suddenly laughed and squinted his eyes.

"However, in order to make the test less boring..."

"From now on, I will not use any magic."

Victor took his left hand out of his trench coat pocket, and a white wisp of wind transformed into a sword blade, attaching itself to his forearm.

A violent gust of wind swirled through the space, tearing the papers off the walls and sending them fluttering in the air.

Victor's trench coat was also flapping loudly in the wind.

He held the sword in one hand and said calmly:

"Consider it a token of your trust in me."

"Try to defeat me."