The puppeteer. That’s one of the demons that I recognize from my past. It killed a lot of hunters by using hostages before. It’s also responsible for the deaths of many hunters in the past. In other words, it is a pretty dangerous demon, which begs the question, Why is it here? Could my meddling have something to do with this demon’s early appearance? I stick in the shadows while covering myself with my black hood and keeping my sword hidden at my side. Shadow Step allows you to travel and stay in the shadows, but it only gives you that sort of privilege once you get adept at it. Travel is pretty easy, so long as there’s always a connecting shadow. I manage to escape the room through the shadows, trying to find out where the puppeteer is hiding. From the vision, I can see that he is watching from a higher ground, and right now, I have a problem figuring out how to get there. It doesn’t seem like there are connecting shadows that lead to the top platform, where I can get there usin
When I got back to the waiting area of the stadium, my head was throbbing, and I felt so drained. I don’t think that I could have fought well in my upcoming match even if I tried. This current body of mine, even though it has undergone training, is still lacking when it comes to stamina. That's why it's a relief to hear that the testing tournament has been postponed due to a demon invasion. I intentionally fake a distressed and bewildered expression, just like everyone else. Soon, everyone is instructed to leave the premises. I found my mother and father waiting for me with open arms. “Zarah!” My mother is the first one to reach me and hug me. “Where’s Logan?” It’s the first thing I've asked since the last time I saw him was during my fight with the demon. I see my mother and father exchanging worried glances. “We’ll explain everything as soon as we get home. Right now, everyone is to evacuate the premises. Logan is one of the hunters assigned to help and report on the problem.
A huge announcement was released the morning after my encounter with Verphegor. Because of the recent demon attack, the head of the institute decided to end the examination. Instead, they will use their record of our performances to decide whether we are qualified to take scholar classes or not. From the email that we received, those who pass the test will receive a phone call today. Every one of my family members is in the living room with me for some reason, which makes it more awkward while I watch TV since they were crowding the phone. “Don’t you guys have any job to do?” I sound like I want them gone, which might be half the truth. I love them, but they can sometime be too clingy. “Huh?” My father looks at me like he’s trying to process what I just said. “Oh, nah. It’s our day off. Right, honey?” “Of course!” My mother agrees. “I was given a break after the events yesterday, so I am just hanging around here.” My brother adds. The three of them start to laugh like they are
“Have you packed everything that you need, dear?” My father asks while dragging my luggage behind him as we head for my room in the academy. “I got all my clothes. I think the rest of my baggage will be delivered tomorrow.” I inform my father. After a week of preparation, I am finally moving to my room in the academy. To say that I am excited is a little bit of an understatement. I finally get to have my own space. It’s not like I do not mind living under my parent’s roof, but with my current sneaking off, I am always on constant vigilance that they might check my room one night only to find me missing. “Will you really be alone? Won’t you have a roommate?” My mother looks like she is on the verge of dragging me back home if I give her an unsatisfactory answer. “Mom, she’s staying in the scholarly department. They have their own rooms.” My brother informs her. “Besides, if she’s going to have any trouble, I can always go in and make sure that no one is bullying her.” My brother gr
Thanks to Archer’s help, I managed to have the perfect curtain for my window—seriously, I don’t even know why I am obsessed with it. I didn’t get to hunt last night as I was busy scouting the entire campus and familiarizing myself with any emergency exits that I might need in the future. There are wards on the school's campus that would detect if a student uses their magic or if a demon manages to enter. Fortunately, my talent was an exception, as it is neither a good nor an evil talent once I absorb the demon’s ability in me. If there’s such a scale of good and evil, my absorbed talents would stay in between. I start to change into some jeans and a white shirt for the orientation. I know that orientation is where everyone will have to make a good first impression, but since I do not want to attract anyone’s attention, I opted to wear something plain. I don’t need any friends because they would just be a hindrance to my mission. From the noise outside of my room, I can assume tha
At night, I would hunt for demons, and during the day, I would either be in my room or out on the school field thinking of what to do to showcase my talent. “What am I supposed to do with my healing talent? Shoot a bird and heal it?” I wonder out loud while I am staring at the ceiling of my dorm as I lie on my bed. “That would be a great idea, but where will you get a bird?” It’s almost the middle of the night, and I got home early so I could sleep and wake up on time for the testing. Imagine my surprise and how hard I was trying to stop myself from screaming. I look down at the side of my bed to see Verpheghor lying there with a smiley face mask on. “Hello, baby bug.” He greets me and waves cheerfully. I’m stunned when I see him there. “What are you doing here? How…how did you manage to pass the wards?!” “There are wards? What’s a ward?” He tilts his head to the side and taps a finger on the side of his white mask. I know that he is just trying to play stupid at this point. “If y
At the first sight of the hellhounds running amok in the school grounds, all of the students started to panic and scream. “Everyone, get inside! Find shelter!” The instructor screams. I see a movement in my peripheral vision while the team captain goes to assist the students in evacuating. A familiar figure seems to be hiding in the shadows of the building columns with a black hood and a smiling mask underneath. Verphegor notices me looking and begs me to come close. No way. What is he doing here?Amidst the commotion, I headed over to where the hell prince was hiding and joined him in the shadows. “What are you doing here?! There are hunters around. You could be seen!” I try to keep my voice low as I scold him, turning my head constantly to see if anyone passes by us. Verphegor brushes away my concern. “Don’t worry too much. It is going to be fine. Besides, the hunters are too focused on catching the hellhounds. Anyway, I have come to give you these.” He takes my hand and place
I manage to get back with the others just in time as they called me. Due to the heavy burns and damage sustained by the other hunters, they needed healers. And as far as the record of talent goes, I am a healer. They called me to the infirmary, where it was almost full of injured hunters who tried to stop the hellhounds from going berserk. The hunters who suffered severe burns are all in the emergency room, separated from the rest of the injured bodies. I could not count how many injuries I had at the time, but I am pretty sure that I have healed a lot since Archer suddenly arrived and pulled me out of the crowd. “You need a break.” He says, pulling me by the arm. His grip and hold are strong enough that he managed to pull me up on my feet. “I’m fine. I can still heal a few more people.” I say. I can’t help but feel a little responsible for what happened. If only I grilled Verphegor to tell me more about his escaped pets, I could have prepared better. It’s my fault, and the others