Why Did You Mess With Him? He’s the Evil God’s Lackey! Chapter 46

Chapter 46: Don’t Take Seriously, My Soul is Faint

"Ka.....Miss Kavra!?"

Erika froze on the spot. She had never imagined, not even for a mont, that the one who had arrived would be Gwen's older sister.

When Heni saw the purple-haired beauty, she too was visibly puzzled.

"Erika, this person is……?"

"This is……the older sister of Knight Commander Gwen of the Royal Knight Company."

Seeing that Heni still looked blank, clearly trying to sort out the connection, Erika waved a hand.

"Forget it, it's too complicated to explain in a mont."

Kavra heard the two of them murmuring back and forth, and narrowed her eyes with a quiet smile.

"Well then, Erika, would you mind telling your big sis what you're doing here?"

"Also, it's not good for little children to play with fire."

She was, of course, referring to Erika's magic from just a mont ago.

Dewen Rether let out a sharp breath of relief. Just seconds ago, he had been convinced he was about to die on the spot.

Fortunately, this woman who had appeared out of nowhere had saved him in ti.

With the imdiate threat to his life temporarily lifted, Dewen reverted to his earlier arrogant posture.

"Hey! You over there! I don't care who you are! Save ! I can give you anything you want."

Before he could even finish the sentence, several blades ca whistling through the air and embedded themselves into the ground around Dewen Rether—each one a hair's breadth from his skull.

"I didn't tell you to speak. Keep your mouth shut."

She didn't so much as glance at Dewen as she issued the warning.

Dewen snapped his mouth shut in terror, not daring to utter another word.

The world fell silent. Kavra turned her gaze to Heni, and a dangerous light flickered through her eyes.

Heni was frightened. She could feel the hostility radiating off the woman with overwhelming intensity, and instinctively stepped back half a pace.

Seeing this, Erika hurried to position herself between the two and began explaining.

"It was Dewen Rether who insulted Heni first. He did many unforgivable things!"

"Soone like that absolutely cannot be left in the Academy……"

But she had barely gotten halfway through before Kavra stopped her.

"That's enough, Erika. You don't need to say any more."

"In truth, whether that swine lives or dies is of no concern of mine."

At those words, Dewen Rether's whole body went taut again.

By the sound of it, he might still end up dead?

But no one was paying him any attention.

Kavra looked at Erika, and the familiar warmth she usually wore had vanished entirely from her face.

"He should have been left to others to handle, not you, Erika."

"Your father's position is far from secure, especially after last ti."

"If you make a mistake now, Viktor won't co out to help your family again."

Hearing Kavra's words, Erika's heart lurched.

She had no desire to bring trouble to her father, and she absolutely refused to keep depending on Viktor for everything.

So she quickly scrambled to explain.

"We could easily pin his death on the Demons….."

The mont she said "Demons," Kavra's expression changed.

It turned cold beyond asure, sharp beyond asure.

"So you do know sothing after all."

Erika's body went rigid. Every hair on her stood on end.

She felt danger.

Even during the volcano incident, with death bearing down on her, she had never felt anything like this.

This was the weight of Kavra's presence.

She was terrifying.

It was as though she had shed whatever mask she ordinarily wore. The real Kavra was like a fearso hunter.

Was Kavra trying to kill her?

No……that wasn't it!

The killing intent pressing down on her wasn't directed at her. It swept past her like a gust of wind, locking with absolute certainty onto the person standing behind her.

Erika spun around, her eyes snapping to Heni.

"Heni!"

At almost the sa instant, Heni seed to lose all reason. The Tentacles around her erupted into furious motion, as if reacting in a panic to the overwhelming killing intent.

"A Demon host, as I thought."

Kavra's expression began to shift, sothing wild and frenzied rising to the surface.

Since the day before, she had caught a scent on Erika. The foul, distinctive odor that only Demons carried.

Subtle, and difficult to distinguish.

But as a seasoned Demon Hunter who had slain countless Demons and their hosts, Kavra was bathed in Demon blood. Under this crushing killing intent, a Demon host would instinctively react, losing all control of themselves.

And Heni's current state confird everything.

At this point, Erika also understood why Kavra had co here.

"So when you asked yesterday where I had been……"

"You were after this Demon all along, weren't you?"

She opened her mouth, hoping to get an answer from Kavra.

But Kavra no longer had the composure to respond. Her killing intent surged out like a crashing tide, utterly unrestrained.

Her purple hair began to glow with a dim, ethereal light.

Kavra licked her lips—an instinctive expression of excitent when facing her prey.

Still, she didn't forget to warn Erika.

"Erika, get away from her."

No further words were needed. Anyone could see that sothing was deeply wrong with Heni.

The dark inky shadows on the ground seed to receive so kind of summons. They surged forward, rapidly coiling around Heni and encasing her completely.

In monts, a figure coated entirely in black ink stood in their place—though Heni's face was still faintly visible through the shroud.

At the sa instant, the silver-white daggers embedded in the ground suddenly linked together. The rippling pattern they ford sealed Heni within the very center.

A silver-white formation of breathtaking intricacy materialized before all of them.

Kavra had been tracking this Demon for a long ti—across the world and all the way to the Royal Capital.

Now, at last, she had it cornered. She had absolutely no intention of letting it escape again.

Heni cried out in pain. Ripples spread through the surrounding formation, and magic began to materialize out of thin air around her.

The survival instinct drove her to resist automatically.

Erika had no idea things would unfold so suddenly. She stared at the standoff between the two, stamping her foot in agitation.

"Professor Viktor! Co and help!"

The next second, Kavra and Heni collided.

Countless Tentacles, each one like a long whip bristling with sharp barbs, tore through the air with lethal precision!

They ripped through layer after layer of atmosphere, driving toward Kavra.

Kavra's silver twin blades moved at blinding speed to deflect the assault, but 2 fists could not stand against endless Tentacles.

2 Tentacles threaded through the gaps in her defense!

"Ugh."

Kavra felt a searing pain tear through her abdon. She looked down—the 2 Tentacles had ripped open a gash across her side.

Those 2 Tentacles were still trying to burrow further in, to tear her completely open.

Kavra seized upon a split-second of sluggishness in Heni's attack. She stepped back, reversed both blades, and severed the 2 Tentacles.

The severed Tentacles dissolved into 2 pools of liquid on the ground.

Kavra quickly pulled out a crimson-red potion and took a quick swig to restore so of her strength, then swiftly wrapped a strip of bandaging around the wound.

"Kavra!"

Erika called out in alarm, but in the current state of things, there was no way for her to intervene.

Kavra charged upward again. The dark Tentacles covering Heni ca rushing at her once more.

She used a Tentacle as a stepping stone and flipped herself into the air. The Tentacle, predictably, reversed course to chase her.

A cold light flashed in Kavra's eyes. In an instant, her body moved like a teor—flickering through the air at a frenzied pace.

A flash of white, and she was already behind Heni.

The silver-white daggers seed to carry so kind of special power. They sliced effortlessly through the black mbrane encasing Heni's body.

2 wounds appeared. Thin streams of fresh blood began to trickle down Heni's back.

Heni cried out from the pain, and the sharp sensation seed to jolt her back to consciousness.

The next second, her vision went black, and she lost consciousness entirely.

"Heni!"

Erika cried out in shock. The sight of Heni collapsing filled her with a deep, gnawing sense of wrongness.

But Kavra had already executed a backward flip, landing cleanly on the ground at a distance from Heni.

"Pathetic combat ability. Did you really think the sa trick would work twice?"

Kavra spun the daggers in her hands. She had deliberately left an opening and taken the wound herself in order to catch the gap between Heni's attacks.

And Heni had fallen for it, exactly as expected.

Kavra tore off the blood-soaked bandaging from around her waist, exposing her side.

A Demon Hunter's formidable regenerative ability had already closed the wound entirely.

Not a single mark remained.

Suddenly, the surrounding Tentacles began to move of their own accord, as though they had gone completely berserk.

Kavra raised her daggers in front of her, her expression deadly serious.

"Sothing's wrong."

Any Demon host struck by her 2 special daggers would have the Demon forcibly expelled from the host's body.

What appeared to be an attack on Heni was, in truth, Kavra's way of helping her break free from the Demon's control.

And yet now, instead of the Demon's true form separating from the host……

"Its power……has grown more violent?"

She couldn't understand it. The next second, a far thicker surge of black ink adhered itself to Heni's body.

A resonant sound like sothing rising from the depths of the abyss reverberated from within Heni.

"Guh……you're quite sothing, aren't you, Demon Hunter."

At that title, Erika jolted in stunned disbelief.

Miss Kavra was a Demon Hunter!?

A Demon Hunter—also known as a Demon Slayer—was the absolute nesis of all Demons.

No wonder Kavra had asked her those questions.

From the mont she had first laid eyes on Erika, Kavra had most likely already caught the scent of Heni's Demon aura drifting from her.

Seeing that the enemy had identified her true nature, Kavra showed no surprise. Only an uncontrollable and savage fury blazed through her purple irises.

The bloodline of a Demon Hunter made it nearly impossible to keep her emotions in check when facing such filthy creatures.

That was the instinct to hunt Demons.

If she had managed to stay clearheaded until now, it was because the Demon's true form had yet to erge. But now that it had—she was beginning to lose herself entirely.

Heni's body rose chanically, like a marionette on strings. The inky shadow behind her began to expand without end.

In a single instant, a gush of black ink erupted and swallowed Heni completely.

Erika stared at everything unfolding before her, too stunned to move.

A dark and massive form began to slowly rise from within the ink.

Heni's small fra clearly could not accommodate the Demon's true body so easily.

So it opened a ring of enormous jaws and devoured the edges of the shadow itself.

In an instant, the shadow expanded to an incomprehensible scale.

What erged was a skull bearing 2 horns—no eyes, no nose—only a colossal head with a tongue stretching 100 ters long.

It hurled a jet of black ink toward the sky, blanketing the already overcast heavens in endless darkness.

Its body seed to squeeze itself down from the black clouds above. Clump after clump of flesh, gelatinous as liquid, began to rise from the shadow, coalescing into a form the size of a small mountain.

Its rapidly swelling body forced both Erika and Kavra back dozens of ters.

The 2 of them stared at the colossal beast before them.

Kavra grew even more frenzied. Her body shook in rhythmic tremors, like a wild animal.

Erika looked at the hand blotting out the sky, then at Kavra lost in her frenzy. For a mont, her mind went completely blank.

This was simply not sothing either of them could defeat.

The Demon's bloated body suddenly tore open a vertical split along its front, and it wrenched apart.

Thousands upon thousands of jagged fangs, reeking viscous fluid, and the mangled corpses of countless creatures ca spilling out of it.

These were the Demon's trophies.

Kavra could no longer hold back. A Demon Hunter never feared any Demon.

And that was precisely why Demon Hunters were born into only 2 possible fates:

One was to go an entire lifeti without ever encountering a single Demon. The other was to be killed by a powerful Demon during the hunt.

Utterly fearless, she erupted like an arrow of white light.

And yet—

She had underestimated the Demon.

The mont her feet touched the Demon's body, a powerful black hand closed around Kavra's throat.

The Demon watched her face twist in pain, and it laughed.

Its laughter was unbearably shrill—a sound like plunging into the abyss, stabbing at Kavra's eardrums with sheer terror.

"That was quite a beating you gave just now, little thing."

"Now, it's my turn."