Fengxiang Town was a human fortress, built with its back to the river. But when viewed from above, it looked more like a prison cage.
The stench of blood spread through [N O V E L I G H T] the alleys.
And this was exactly the kind of situation where Helcat beca useful.
A cat’s sense of sll was sharper than a sli’s. That was only natural.
“ow ow, I sll fear. So many people’s ow~”
Helcat’s crimson eyes glead with excitent, and even the nails on her hands grew sharper.
“...”
Honestly, Vieya had a hard-to-na feeling about having such a clingy shadow tagging along behind her.
Before she transmigrated, during her days as the Hero, and even now as a monster girl—
Vieya had always had one constant hobby: she liked beautiful, cute girls.
So, having a pretty, sharp-witted catgirl who could speak human language, who stayed close by and chattered nonstop... well, noisy or not, it was still better than being alone with no one to talk to.
Even if this catgirl harbored rebellion and treacherous intent.
She had never been good with loneliness anyway; as a Hero, she had loved flaunting her brilliance in public.
All those sayings about enduring seven layers of loneliness to beco strong, or suffering being the only path to growth...
Vieya, who had already died twice, only wanted to treat herself a little better.
After becoming a sli girl, she had wandered alone in the forest for a very long ti.
Mindless monsters and wild beasts couldn’t communicate; they only saw Vieya as sweet, juicy prey.
During that ti, her only pasti was grinding monsters for levels, then soaking in hot springs and admiring her new body when tired.
It wasn’t vanity—rather, it was research for how to better blend into human society later.
With an innocent, harmless, irresistibly cute appearance that chard both n and won, she could dismantle humans’ first layer of caution. Then, by overlaying the aura of the Hero’s Seal to neutralize her monster aura, she could gain deeper trust.
Step by step, one link after another. Clever as always.
Mhm~
So, even as a monster girl, she still retained abundant humanity and terrifying wisdom.
Could any other monster manage that?
Ahem!
Now was the ti to search for clues about her disciple, not to indulge in daydreams.
Vieya coughed softly to steady herself, raised her eyes to the catgirl beside her—taller than her by almost a full head—and was pondering how to speak, when...
A doubtful, oddly-toned voice ca from ahead.
“Huh? This area was sealed off. How could there still be others inside?”
From a pitch-black house stepped out a middle-aged man dressed like a gentleman. Leaning on a cane, adjusting the gold-rimd glasses on his nose, he patiently admonished:
“And two little ladies, at that. Didn’t your parents tell you not to go out at night? There’s still ti—just follow the road behind you and go ho. Rember not to walk at night again.”
“Understood! We’ll be on our way, not disturbing your work, hah!”
Helcat bent at the waist, scooped Vieya up around the waist, and, humming a little tune, started walking back the way they had co.
...Wait.
A great demon was this easy to persuade?
Vieya was genuinely dumbfounded at the catgirl’s behavior.
Was this really a great demon?
The man was obviously suspicious. If she were still the Night Hero, she would have confronted him head-on.
Back when I was the Hero, you were never afraid to cause trouble!
Vieya tried to wriggle free—but her movents suddenly froze.
“Bluebird in the night, carry a garland for ~?”
The cat-eared girl hugged Vieya tightly, walking unhurriedly back down the path.
“The goose that flew yesterday, it cannot tell north from south...”
Taking advantage of Vieya’s rare compliance, Helcat sang so ballad she must have picked up sowhere, patting Vieya’s small bottom as if to soothe her. Her gentle smile made Vieya’s thoughts go hazy.
“Miss, don’t be afraid, I’ll always stay by your side~ ow.”
Then, from behind them, a wave of murderous intent surged forth.
In this night so silent that only the catgirl’s soft song had been audible, the silence turned absolute, oppressive.
Warm blood splattered across Vieya’s pale-white ankle, staining her flawless milk-like skin with a streak of crimson.
On Helcat’s girlish, seemingly harmless face, a smile spread that made Vieya’s hair stand on end.
Her lips curled, revealing gleaming white fangs, her eyes gleaming with bloody malice.
It was the smile of a devil.
A smile that declared death to any who offended her.
The very next mont, the middle-aged man at the door was sliced into three pieces. His face still bore the expression he had worn the instant before death.
Vieya’s vision darkened as she was pressed against the catgirl’s modest chest, Helcat’s fluffy tail wrapped tightly around her waist like a rope.
The stench of blood thickened. The crunch of flesh being chewed and torn, the wet thud of sothing bursting like a waterlon, the splatter of gore hitting walls—all were crystal-clear in this deadly quiet night.
Vieya instantly understood what Helcat was doing.
This was a monster’s banquet of slaughter.
Vieya pressed her lips together, her mind in chaos.
Those people were clearly part of an official organization. Helcat’s slaughter would definitely trigger an investigation, leading to bounty squads being dispatched.
It was just like in the ga Grand Theft Auto she’d played before her transmigration: with one star, only ordinary FBI agents chased you; with two, convoys appeared; with three, rocket launchers; with four, endless helicopters; and with five, it was an unending hunt unless you cheated or bugged the ga...
Three years ago, this catgirl—though a great demon—had been extrely cautious. Aside from provoking her, the world’s greatest Hero, she had never laid a hand on official groups.
That was why the Royal Capital had only kept her wanted level hovering between one and two stars.
But now, judging by Vieya’s own experience, this act had raised her straight to four stars.
Within a week, the Royal Capital would dispatch a Hero with [Rewind] ability to reconstruct the scene.
And that was the problem.
Vieya, once a colleague of that [Rewind] Hero, knew her ability all too well.
“Rotisa and I once tead up to hunt monsters. She bought als, gave chocolates... she was a good girl. If I help this stupid cat clean up her ss...”
Vieya was torn.
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