Amidst the murmurs of discontent, the nun’s armor dissolved into fragments of stardust and vanished, replaced by a white T-shirt and jeans. On her fair palm, the weapon that had exerted such pressure on Charles Carter also disappeared.

At this moment, Charles Carter finally holstered his firearm, bent down to pick up the knight’s standard longsword, and with a metallic clang, slowly sheathed it. The demon hunter passed the nun in silence, the hem of his coat fluttering, carrying faint traces of blood that made the girl’s brows knit slightly, followed by a deep-seated disgust in her eyes.

Charles Carter, paladin, A-rank demon hunter, a frontline elite of the Church, and...

Executioner.

D-rank missions: 399,

C-rank missions: 238,

B-rank missions: 49,

A-rank missions: 28...

Those involved... regardless of race, age, gender, or status...

Kill without mercy!

Chapter 3: The Hunt Begins—Strike First!

After walking for about a dozen minutes, Charles Carter stood before a slightly dilapidated wooden cabin. With a creak, the wooden door, already crawling with several cracks, slowly opened. The demon hunter strode in with steady steps.

The decor was not luxurious, but it was very clean. Opposite the entrance in the living room hung a portrait of an old man with a cheerful smile.

Casually taking off his coat and hanging it up, Charles Carter hummed a tune as he leisurely warmed a cup of milk, sat cross-legged on the sofa, took a sip, and lazily leaned back, his eyes unfocused as he muttered to himself:

“Old man, I’m back.”

“This time, the blood slave and that fallen priest... have been dealt with. By the way, why did you have such terrible colleagues too?”

“This time, I can go home for a look, though I don’t know if it’s really ‘my’ home... Probably not, right? Tsk tsk, if I have to go on patrol, it’s probably a parallel world?”

“Angela Bennett came after me again... She wasn’t like this when she was little. Is it true girls change a lot as they grow up?”

“…………”

His low murmurs carried all the emotions a young man of twenty-one or twenty-two should have. The steam from the milk rose slowly. Charles Carter looked gentle and harmless, just like a chatty young man, showing none of the murderous aura that even made members of the Church fear him.

Unfortunately, after three years, no one had witnessed this scene again.

“...That’s it. I’ll tidy up and head out again. I miss you, but I’m not ready to come down and see you just yet. You probably don’t want to see me so soon either, huh...”

He finished the last drop of milk and gently set the smooth enamel cup on the table.

His slender right hand rested on the sword hilt lying across the coffee table. He slowly stood up, and as he did, the lazy, gentle air faded away, replaced by a sharp, murderous aura that once again enveloped the young demon hunter.

“System, initiate patrol mode!”

“Select keyword—Earth!”

Almost instantly, a mechanical voice sounded in Charles Carter’s ear.

“Host’s request received. Keyword selected: Earth!”

“Parallel plane Earth requires assistance. Situations within host’s capacity: 3.”

“Notice: Host has one week to complete each mission.”

“Notice: Please eliminate the monsters as soon as possible to prevent disruption of normal order.”

“a: In a peaceful small town, traces of a vampire have appeared. The local police are clearly powerless. The underworld has received the news and will take at least three days to respond. Please protect the townspeople before supernatural forces intervene. Upon success, you will be strengthened according to the degree of malice purified. — Era: Middle Ages”

“b: A gravedigger, while robbing a grave, accidentally released the ghouls sealed within. Before they cause too much carnage, eliminate all the ghouls. — Era: 18th century”

“c: A witch serving Satan sacrificed her newborn child to the demon lord of hell, chanting blasphemous words and committing suicide atop the child’s bones. The once ordinary farm has become a cursed land. The Church has already dispatched a small team to investigate. Join the team and break the curse that has claimed the lives of over a hundred mothers and children!” Era: 21st century (Situation critical!!!)

Seeing the scarlet “situation critical,” Charles Carter narrowed his eyes slightly, his calm voice sounding.

“Choose c.”

His right hand reached into the cabinet under the coffee table and pulled out a silver-glinting cross. He casually threw on his coat, and at the same time, strands of silvery-gray light shimmered beneath his feet. As his right hand gripped the sword hilt, a complex magic circle appeared at his feet.

The system’s voice echoed in his mind.

“Plane connection teleportation array activated.”

“Host has one week to stay. Please cherish your time.”

“The hunt... begins!”

Light flashed, and the dilapidated wooden cabin returned to silence. At the same time, in the combat training ground of the Church’s branch, the nun who had previously confronted Charles Carter frowned and looked in his direction.

“A fluctuation of spatial teleportation? Charles Carter...? That executioner, has he set out again?”