Getting to study and train under Archer’s guidance is rather harsh and difficult compared to normal classes in the academy. It seems like every day, we have to overcome difficulties that come our way. In any case, he managed to divide us all into groups where we would be assigned to different team leaders. It took a week for us to get our provisional license before we could go out and accompany them on missions. The team is supposed to have five members. In the squad that I am in, I am with Jackie, Galvin, and the twins James and Ellan. Coincidentally, Ellan is the guy that I rescued the other day during the attack of the hellhounds. Getting used to the group isn’t that hard since all of them are really friendly and approachable, especially the twins, who can’t seem to leave me alone. They seem to think that they owe me something. Though it is true that I saved Ellan’s life, that doesn’t mean that they have to cling to me 24/7. For some reason, they believe that because I am a h
Marvon Belingham. Now there’s a name that I never thought I would hear in this life. Not only is he the son of Dein Belingham, CEO of the Belingham Industry, the main provider of materials used to forge hunter weapons. The reason I am surprised to hear about him is because he should have died weeks ago, at least from what I remember from my past life. The reason for his death was an incurable illness. What could have changed so that Marvon is able to survive in this timeline? “Focus, Zarah.” Jackie nudges me when I am lost in my own thoughts. For some reason, Archer assigned me the task of escorting Marvon because we are of the same age and have almost similar schedules. “Anytime now, and the guest will arrive.” “Do you know what Marvon would look like?” I ask her. “Not a clue.” Jackie shakes her head. “The only son of the Belingham family has been kept indoors because of how sickly he always is. That being said, no one knows what he looks like.” “Then how are we supposed to
The moment I delivered Marvon to his first class, I didn’t know whether I should feel relieved or afraid. Mammon, who no doubt has entered the poor boy’s body, is the prince of greed. I can’t remember what he did exactly, but from what I have heard, he’s the one responsible for the downfall of the academy, which is the foundation of the hunters. Without the academy, there will be no more hunters, and without the hunters, the demons will prevail. I don’t know how Mammon did it, but I plan on sticking close to him in order to find out. Marvon and I are not in the same class, unfortunately, because I am part of the scholar students, who have advanced teachings. I can not seem to get through the lectures without thinking about what Mammon is doing to Marvon's body. I hastily pulled out Marvon's schedule that Archer had given me when lunchtime rolled around. After a quick look around, I get up and head to the classroom where he should be having his lessons. After waiting for a while,
Fighting a demon is one thing, but babysitting one is another. I hate it. I rather just kill the guy right here and right now, but by doing so, I would not figure out why he decided to appear so early on the timeline. Has my meddling with the past changed the future? Is the upcoming apocalypse drawing nearer as we speak? I don’t have much time to dwell on my thoughts because Marvon is keeping me busy enough to make me lose my mind. It’s not enough that he is enticing students to gamble with him; he is beginning to convince other professors too. I don’t know how he manages to do it, so I am guessing that maybe it is one of his demonic skills to entice people to gamble their money. He did try to charm me into gambling, but for some reason, it did not work. I guess, because of that, he is trying to avoid me as much as possible. Well, I would have taken it to my advantage if he weren’t one of the demon princes. By the end of the day, I am so exhausted. I keep running around campus, e
That one time that I would have gotten to experience some on field work by being a hunter, I had to get left behind because I had to babysit some aristocratic kid who was possessed by the demon prince of greed. It sucks. “Turn that frown upside down, Zarah.” Jackie tries to cheer me up while I pout while slouching on the couch of our headquarters. She has a troubled smile as she tries to figure out how to talk to me. “We promise to be back in no time.” “We’re going to buy you snacks when we get back!” Galvin adds, not even bothering to look back while he continues to polish his weapons. I don’t know which I find more annoying; the fact that they are treating me like a kid, or that their words just keep getting me reminded that I am now the only first year in the scholars department who didn’t get to have an on field activity. “Yeah, thanks.” I tried to sound enthusiastic but failed. I know that this is for the best and it also has some benefits for me. That way, I can meet up alon
Amon Galier, the respected founder of the academy, is out here gambling against the demon prince of greed—not that I think he is aware of it. I don’t understand for certain what’s happening or why he is in a casino, but I have my fair share of doubts that Mammon might have used his powers to persuade such a rich man like Amon to succumb to his greed. I stay in the shadows on the roof, looking down at the two and trying to grasp the situation. Large beads of sweat are forming on Amon's forehead, suggesting that things are not going well for him. This brings concern to me as well. “Now, I appreciate your enthusiasm for the game, Mr. Amon, but I expect the payment to be given to me immediately.” Mammon, who is still in the body of Marvon, smirks. He plays with the red coin chip in his hand like he is trying to flaunt his newly earned riches. Angry veins appear all over Amon’s forehead. He clenches his teeth in frustration as he grips the golden ball of his cane. “One more round. Let
With Archer and I arriving on time, no one was harmed by the demon attack. Their report came in, and let's just say that my reputation as the Dark Ripper from Archer’s lips isn’t exactly portraying me as a good guy. Well, I did lead the demon there in the first place. They just don’t know my reasoning for doing it. Either way, only I know the gravity of the situation. If I hadn’t called the demon inside, there wouldn’t be an academy right now. I should be a hero for what I did, but I can’t tell anyone about my deeds for a lot of reasons. I know what I have to do. It won’t be long until Mammon tries to take over the academy again. If I just leave him as he is, he will find another way to take control of the academy. For all I know, I have just bought us time. I also have an inkling of suspicion that he knows that the dark reaper is onto him at this point. I prepared myself physically and mentally for these past three days. I keep watching and observing Marvon’s activity in the aca
Marvon's face looks twisted, as if Mammon were taking over his mind and body. His left cheek has eggshell cracks, and they were bleeding, so I could not bear to look at him for long. His left pupil has become reddened to the point where it looks bloodshot. His lips begin to split open on that side of his face, revealing pointed teeth. He hardly seems human at this point. The giant golden crow makes its way to Mammon’s side, lowering its head in submission to the demon prince. “I knew you would be after me soon enough.” Mammon’s grin caught me off guard. Was he waiting in anticipation for me this whole time? I was sure that I had masked my presence the entire time. I quickly get on my feet and poise myself for combat. I look up and meet his gaze. “How long have you known that it was me?” “It wasn’t that long, to be honest.” He shrugged. His small movement causes more cracks on his face to appear. “I already have my doubts about you because I sense a faint presence of demonic power