Divine Seal: I, the Grim Reaper, am kept by the yandere Cai'er.

Have you had enough of Chapter 60?

Ten newly formed demon-hunting teams successfully entered the city and arrived directly at the administrative hall in the eastern part of Exorcism Pass.

After dinner, all the newly recruited members of the Demon Hunter Team gathered in the main conference hall of the administration building, with the ten teams sitting neatly in ten rows.

Soon, accompanied by a series of powerful footsteps, a man and a woman, escorted by several elite soldiers in full military uniform, strode into the conference hall.

Both men appeared to be around thirty years old and were dressed in crisp black military uniforms.

The man's eyes were sharp as knives, and he exuded a suffocating aura of iron-blooded killing intent; the woman had a cool and noble temperament, and her eyebrows bore a resemblance to Cai'er.

These two people are none other than Holy Spirit Heart, the military commander of Exorcism Pass, and Lan Yanyu, the leader of the Archmage Corps!

They are also Cai'er's biological parents.

Holy Spirit Heart, Rank 7 King Thorn; Lan Yanyu, Rank 6 Archmage.

Such talent is already extremely high in the eyes of ordinary people, but compared with their monstrous daughter who possesses the Reincarnation Spirit Furnace and has innate inner spiritual power exceeding one hundred, it seems somewhat insignificant.

The two sat down in the main seats. Holy Spirit's gaze swept across the room like a hawk's. When he saw Cai'er sitting in the first row, his eyes trembled almost imperceptibly, but he quickly regained his coldness.

"Welcome to the Exorcism Pass!" The Holy Spirit's voice was deep and penetrating. "This is humanity's strongest defense against the demons."

The front lines are a meat grinder and a furnace! The demons' autumn offensive has been fully launched. Starting tomorrow, you will be scattered and organized into ten infantry battalions, starting as ordinary soldiers at the very bottom!

"How much merit you can accumulate in three months depends entirely on your own abilities! But I will emphasize only one point," Holy Spirit slammed his fist on the table, roaring menacingly, "any team that loses a member on the battlefield will be disbanded on the spot, and all members must return to the Holy City! The battlefield is no child's play; its dangers far exceed your imagination. Individual bravery is important, but only by entrusting your backs to your teammates and cooperating as a team can you survive and build your own merits! Do you understand?!"

"Understood!" the many teenagers roared in unison, their blood boiling with excitement.

"Meeting adjourned!"

With a swift and decisive gesture, the Holy Spirit sent ten infantry battalion commanders, each exuding a strong stench of blood, into the meeting hall, each leading a demon-hunting squad.

The first-class demon hunter squad was incorporated into the first infantry battalion.

The battalion commander of the first battalion was named Zhang Hairong, a fourth-level warrior with a hideous scar on his face.

He strode over, his originally fierce gaze sweeping over the members of the Demon Hunter Team Number One, before finally landing on Cai'er, at which point he suddenly froze.

The next second, this tough guy excitedly slapped his thigh and grinned, "Hahaha! Cai'er! It's you, my little girl! You're back!"

Li Xin and the others looked on in astonishment. Seeing the women's puzzled gazes, Zhang Hairong laughed loudly, "You don't know, do you? Before participating in the Demon Hunter Team selection competition, Cai'er trained in our First Battalion! She's the pride of our First Battalion!"

Having said that, Zhang Hairong looked the six delicate and beautiful girls in front of him up and down, grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth: "Hehe, the higher-ups assigned you bunch of precious gems to me, and I wouldn't dare let you go to war as cannon fodder. From today onwards, your Number One Demon Hunter Squad will serve as my personal guard! There's only one requirement: when I charge into battle, you all have to keep up and fight alongside me! Do you dare?"

"We couldn't ask for more!" Li Xin and Wang Yuanyuan answered in unison, their eyes filled with fervent fighting spirit.

Serving as a personal guard means being able to directly participate in the most crucial battles, which is the most direct way to earn merit!

After leaving the conference hall, Zhang Hairong did not rush to take them to the barracks. Instead, he excitedly led Cai'er and her companions to the First Battalion's garrison square.

"Brothers! Come out and see who's back!" Zhang Hairong shouted at the top of his lungs.

Soon, a group of men covered in gunpowder and blood emerged from the various tents.

Upon seeing Cai'er, a burst of joyful cheers erupted from the crowd.

However, Cai'er stood there quietly, her face gradually darkening beneath the veil.

Although she is blind, she can clearly sense the presence of everyone through her keen mental power.

In just over a month, the familiar atmosphere and hearty laughter in the battalion had diminished by nearly a third.

"Uncle Zhang—" Cai'er's voice was a little hoarse, "Uncle Li, and Brother Zhu and the others—"

Zhang Hairong's smile froze abruptly, and a deep sorrow flashed in his eyes.

He reached out his rough, calloused hand, wanting to pat Cai'er's shoulder, but in the end he only sighed heavily: "The autumn offensive a few days ago was too fierce; they—couldn't hold out. That's war, girl."

A somber atmosphere spread through the women's hearts. The excitement that Li Xin and the others had felt about going to the battlefield was instantly dampened by this cruel reality.

War is never child's play; it is a real meat grinder.

After bidding farewell to the brothers of the First Battalion, Zhang Hairong led them to the garrison near the East Gate.

Zhang Hairong arranged a standard ten-person barracks for them.

Fortunately, the entire Demon Hunter Team One is female, which saves them the awkwardness and inconvenience of mixed-gender living.

Thanks to their special status as demon hunters, they were not required to wear the heavy, sweaty standard armor of the military, but each of them still received a clean set of black military uniforms.

Inside the barracks, the girls began changing clothes.

There are obviously no sizes specifically designed for women in the military.

The tall and slender Li Xin, Wang Yuanyuan, and Ye Weiyang wore the smallest size men's clothing. After slightly tightening the belts, it surprisingly fit them perfectly, outlining their dashing and heroic figures, making them look exactly like three cold and beautiful female officers.

But the petite Chen Ying'er, Feng Ling'er, and the slender Cai'er looked extremely comical in these military uniforms.

The wide sleeves and trouser legs hung down, making him look like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes, which made Li Xin and the others giggle.

"What are you laughing at! Look at me!"

Chen Ying'er gave a haughty snort and, as if by magic, pulled out an exquisite sewing kit from her storage ring.

To everyone's astonishment, this girl, who was usually the most unruly and relied on luck even to summon magic, actually displayed extremely exquisite tailoring skills.

Her fingers flew, scissors and silver needles danced up and down, and in less than half an hour, she had cut and sewed three sets of loose and bulky military uniforms into extremely close-fitting ones.

"Wow! Ying'er, I didn't know you had this skill! You're such a good wife and mother!" Li Xin exclaimed in surprise as she pinched Chen Ying'er's cheek.

Chen Ying'er proudly raised her chin: "That's right! I know a lot more than you can handle. If your clothes get torn in the future, just come to me!"

A burst of silvery laughter filled the barracks, and the somber feeling brought on by the cruelty of war vanished in the warm banter.

Late at night.

After the girls finished washing up, because it was a bit stuffy in the barracks, they all changed into extremely cool silk pajamas and lay sprawled on the communal bunks chatting.

At this moment, Bai Ye in Cai'er's sea of ​​consciousness felt as if he had accidentally walked into the Spider Cave.

Thanks to Cai'er's perception, the spring scenery inside the barracks was completely visible.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this scene really tests the weaknesses of cadres—" Bai Ye stroked his chin in his sea of ​​consciousness and let out a sigh like an old rogue.

Li Xin truly lived up to her reputation as a knight; she was tall and athletic, with an astonishingly long and straight pair of legs that gleamed with a healthy glow under the moonlight, exuding explosive power.

Ye Weiyang, on the other hand, has a completely different style. As a mature and sophisticated woman, her pajamas can't hide her alluring curves, and she exudes a deadly languor and charm with every move.

Although Wang Yuanyuan is a violent person, her years of training have given her an extremely beautiful six-pack, full of wild beauty.

Feng Ling'er is a typical woman from the Jiangnan water towns, with snow-white skin, soft and gentle curves, and an aura that makes people want to protect her.

Her fragility;

As for Chen Ying'er—well, although she's flat-chested, she's petite and cute, like a delicate porcelain doll.

Finally, Bai Ye's gaze fell on Cai'er.

Although the fourteen-year-old girl had not yet fully matured, her slender waist and budding curves, combined with her aloof and peerless face, created a breathtakingly alluring and ascetic beauty.

"Have you seen enough?"

Cai'er's icy voice rang out in her mind. Although she couldn't see it, she could clearly feel Bai Ye's unbridled "gaze".

"Ahem, I mean, just appreciation, purely artistic appreciation." Bai Ye coughed twice and said seriously, "Go to sleep and get some rest. Tomorrow, we have a tough battle ahead."

>