Truman's World (Part One)

Sarodar Dimension, Earth, Europe, Bavaria.

In a wooden manor on a hillside outside town, Elena served coffee, then sat in her chair with a frown, quietly listening to the agitated account of the man and woman before her.

They were demon hunters, active throughout Europe, hunting all kinds of monsters that ordinary people believed existed only in legends and myths.

"So that was the situation. We were surprised too. Before this, we'd never heard that Hell demons actually existed. This was the first time we'd encountered one."

"You tracked a demon here, then discovered that the priest in our church had also secretly been possessed by one?"

Hearing this, Elena roughly understood. These demons seemed inseparable from the dark god she knew.

That damn bastard had actually sent people to watch her in secret! When he came back, she would have to beat him senseless to vent her anger.

But thoughts were one thing. Elena's expression remained unchanged, revealing nothing unusual.

"The demon you were originally tracking—is he in our town too?"

The female demon hunter immediately shook her head. "No. This demon is rather special. We call him a Hell Trader. He is usually summoned by people who want something for nothing. They use their souls as collateral in exchange for the demon's help in fulfilling their wishes. We were able to track him because of information from a poor wretch who had mortgaged his soul and was now being hunted by the demon."

Elena considered this for a moment, then nodded. She also wanted to confirm whether this had anything to do with that bastard god Sargeras.

The next morning, Elena went to the town church as usual. Under some random pretext, she brought the priest to the cemetery behind the church, where people rarely came.

"What is