Jocelyn, dressed in her best, sat in the lounge, letting the makeup artist put on her makeup while she waited for the party to begin, but there was no sign of joy on her face.
The party was arranged by the Italian government to welcome the visit of the Thunder Church, and it gathered a group of high-ranking officials in Rome.
These upper-class people were terrified by the Destroyer's attack last night. When they learned that Archbishop Nesef of the Thunder Church had arrived, they all went to the appointment, hoping to establish good relations with Nesef.
The Thunder Church represented by Nessef wanted to gain a foothold in Rome, so naturally it could not do without the help of these Roman upper classes. Therefore, the two sides hit it off and held a secret party.
This party could not be made public. After all, Rome had been attacked not long ago. The streets were in chaos, there were many homeless people, and the government's relief centers were overcrowded.
If people knew they were having a party...the consequences would be disastrous.
However, Jocelyn, who was ordered by Leanna and Atlain to investigate, was not happy. Although she had become a noble vampire, she was still a little nervous when facing the existence of a suspected demon hunter.
Before, she read stories from a human perspective, and dark forces like vampires and werewolves were slaughtered by witchers. Although her view changed after being changed by Atlain, she was still very scared.
Just as she was feeling anxious, her cousin knocked on the door. Looking at the exquisitely dressed Jocelyn, he smiled and said, "Alright, my little princess. You will definitely be the most dazzling presence in Rome tonight... Come with me to greet Archbishop Nessef."
"Yes, uncle."
Jocelyn exhaled slowly, forced herself to put on an elegant smile, stood up, put all her anxieties in her heart, and followed her cousin towards the banquet hall.
As the door was slowly pushed open, a scene of resplendent lights and feasting jumped into Jocelyn's eyes. Looking around, there were elegant gentlemen and ladies with appropriate manners everywhere.
Everyone's face was filled with smiles, as if the attack on the city last night had not happened, but was some grand and joyful event worth celebrating.
Outside this tall building, countless ruins of buildings collapsed and were submerged in the prosperity of Rome. Faint cries could be heard from the streets, as if mourning the dead.
Jocelyn was somewhat surprised by this situation. Although she came from the upper class and often attended such dinners, she had never encountered a dinner party the day after a disaster.
She never imagined that the scene here would be like this.
"As usual, just do what needs to be done. When Archbishop Nesef and the Thunder Church's entourage show up, just put on an act and act sad."
The cousin leaned down slightly and whispered in Jocelyn's ear, "The president's secretary will also be attending the banquet tonight. Mr. President's identity makes it difficult for him to show up, and don't ask about government matters. Do you understand?"
Jocelyn nodded numbly. What she had experienced in the past two days was so fantastic that this little thing no longer occupied a big proportion in her heart.
But at this moment, she was increasingly grateful that she had become a noble vampire, rather than such a despicable human.
The rich are feasting and drinking, while the poor are freezing to death on the streets. What can Jocelyn say?
After staying at the banquet for a while, a crisp voice was heard. Jocelyn looked in the direction of the voice and saw the president's secretary-general and several Thunder Church missionaries in white robes slowly walking out from the backstage on the podium. The person leading them was Archbishop Nesef.
Jocelyn's eyes kept wandering over the members of the Thunder Church, and in just a few seconds she had a clear view of all the members. However, what surprised Jocelyn was that the person with whom Atlain felt uncomfortable was not at the banquet!
He is also the only person absent from the Thunder Church delegation!
Something is not right...
A bad premonition slowly arose in Jocelyn's heart, but she did not show any signs of being overly shocked. Instead, she clapped her hands gently like an ordinary noble lady.
But her mind was still full of random thoughts. Where had the man who looked like a witcher gone?
......
Crying, roaring, sobbing...
All kinds of sounds lingered in Van Helsing's ears and in the streets and alleys of Rome.
Countless historical sites collapsed, nearly 100,000 people were displaced, tens of thousands of lives were lost, and thousands of families were torn apart...
Van Helsing saw all this and felt very uncomfortable.
He didn't know why, in such a situation, those 'nobles', those people from the upper class were unwilling to help them, but instead held a welcome party in a place with brilliant lights... This was simply unreasonable.
Van Helsing did not choose to attend the party. He wanted to take advantage of the night to search for his target on the streets of Rome, kill it with one blow, and hunt down the monsters hiding in the darkness.
This is what a demon hunter should do, not hold a welcome party in a hotel with some "celebrities".
Since he has inherited the name 'Van Helsing', he must shoulder the responsibilities that Van Helsing should have done.
Van Helsing walked in the darkness with double blades in his hands, the silver crossbow on his waist shining brightly, and the huge windbreaker covered all the weapons. From a distance, Van Helsing looked like a messenger in the night and a guardian before dawn.
Two worm parasites were hiding in the street corner with malicious intent, their eyes fixed on a family of three displaced by the unrest, as if they were planning to launch a surprise attack.
However, in an instant, there was a flash of silver light, and two heads fell to the ground. The next moment, two worms the size of two fingers crawled out from the heads. Van Helsing did not hesitate and stepped on them to death.
Although he didn't know what kind of creatures these bugs were, they did endanger human safety. As a demon hunter, he had to kill them all.
Witchers don't just target vampires and werewolves. All dark monsters are within their hunting range. Van Helsing has also killed monsters like gargoyles and ogres.
"Although I don't know how you were formed or how you became parasitic in the human brain."
Van Helsing looked at the two bodies lying in a pool of blood and the worm he had crushed to death, and murmured, "But from now on, Rome's nighttime tranquility will be maintained by me, and all darkness will be dispelled."
"From now on, the hunt begins!"
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