This sachet was a full size smaller than the standard model; even in Jiang Han's hand, it looked tiny.
In the white-robed witch Constantine's hand, it was like a little walnut.
"Magic power is an important clue for determining what race this message came from. Magic power is almost a force unique to us, and this message was made with magic power. We can conclude that it was almost certainly sent by a lost witch." Constantine carefully placed the sachet on the table.
She gave the demon hunters beside her a look. One of them, clearly experienced, came over and took out several specialized tools to unseal the sachet.
The demon hunters were the elite among elites, so naturally some among them possessed such obscure abilities as breaking seals.
"This is a message from the Void." Angelite stood beside Jiang Han.
Suddenly, she reached out and brushed aside the hair by Jiang Han's ear, then leaned close as if they were extremely intimate and whispered:
"If this can lead us into the Void, we'll have struck it rich."
Her breath held little warmth, yet it was still enough to make someone flush and break into a sweat.
Jiang Han kept her composure and gave a soft laugh.
"Then what reward do I get?"
Angelite paced over to the table, switched the Sovereign Scepter to her other hand, and used her free hand to toy with a lock of Constantine's hair.
What an old scumbag.
The white-robed witch tilted her head, then turned to face Jiang Han directly and gave her a polite nod.
"A knight's medal. The local Witch Association will also award you a Count-Baron title and banner. In the future, when your name is read aloud on formal occasions, official correspondence will address you as 'Count-Baron Han' or