Chapter 46: Don’t Underestimate Me, You Idiot

Chapter 46: Don’t Underestimate Me, You Idiot

"K... Kevla, Miss Kevla!?"

Erica stood frozen in place, completely taken aback that the newcomer was none other than Gwen's sister.

Seeing this purple-haired beauty, Henie was equally confused.

"Erica, who is this...?"

"This is... the sister of Gwen, the Knight Commander of the Royal Knights."

Seeing Henie still looking bewildered, seemingly trying to piece together the relationships, Erica waved her hand dismissively.

"Never mind, it's too complicated to explain right now."

Hearing the two of them discussing her, Kevla narrowed her eyes and chuckled softly:

"Well then, Erica, can you tell big sister what you're doing here?"

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

She was, of course, referring to Erica's magic from earlier.

Devin Reiser let out a sudden sigh of relief. Just moments ago, he thought he was about to meet his end.

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

With the immediate threat to his life gone, Devin reverted to his initial arrogant demeanor.

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

Before he could finish speaking, several sharp blades instantly pierced the ground around Devin Reiser, missing his head by mere inches.

"I didn't give you permission to speak, so keep your mouth shut."

She warned him without even glancing his way.

Terrified, Devin promptly closed his mouth, not daring to utter another word.

The world fell silent, and Kevla turned her gaze to Henie, a dangerous glint flashing in her eyes.

"So, young lady, don't you think you owe us an explanation?"

Henie felt a bit scared, sensing the intense hostility from the other party. She instinctively took half a step back.

Seeing this, Erica quickly stepped between them to explain.

"It was Devin Reiser who first humiliated Henie, and he did many terrible things!"

"Such a menace absolutely cannot be allowed to remain at the academy..."

However, she had barely gotten halfway through when Kevla cut her off.

"Enough, Erica, you don't need to say more."

"Actually, I don't care about the life or death of that fat pig."

Hearing these words, Devin Reiser's nerves tensed up again.

From the sound of it, he might still be facing death?

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Kevla looked at Erica, the usual smile gone from her face.

"He should be dealt with by others, not you, Erica."

"Your father's position is not stable, especially after last time."

"If you make a mistake this time, Viktor won't be there to help you again."

Hearing Kevla's words, Erica felt a bit panicked.

She didn't want to cause trouble for her father, nor did she want to rely on Viktor for everything.

So, she hurriedly tried to explain:

"We could easily frame his death on a demon..."

The moment she mentioned demons, Kevla's expression changed.

It became incredibly cold and sharp.

"It seems you do know something after all."

Erica's body froze, every hair on her body standing on end.

She sensed danger.

Even during the volcano incident, when death seemed imminent, she hadn't felt this way.

It was the pressure emanating from Kevlar.

She was terrifying.

As if she had shed her usual disguise, the real Kevla was like a fearsome hunter.

'Does Kevla want to kill me?'

'No... that's not it!'

This tangible killing intent wasn't directed at her.

As if passing her by, the murderous aura was locked onto the person behind her.

Erica whirled around, her gaze fixed intently on Henie behind her.

"Henie!"

"Such poor combat skills, trying to use the same trick twice."

Kevla twirled the dagger in her hand. She had deliberately left an opening to make herself appear injured, in order to catch the moment of attack.

She had indeed fallen for it.

Kevla tore off the bloody bandage on her body, revealing her waist.

The powerful recovery ability of demon hunters had already completely healed her wound.

Not even a scar remained.

Suddenly, the surrounding tentacles began to move unconsciously, as if going completely berserk.

Kevla held her dagger in front of her, her expression extremely serious.

"Something's not right."

Any demon vessel, after being attacked by her special daggers, would forcibly separate from its host's body.

Kevla's seemingly harmful attack on Henie was actually meant to help her break free from the demon's control.

But now, not only had the demon's true form not left its host, but instead...

"The power has become even more violent?"

She couldn't understand. The next second, an even thicker layer of ink attached itself to Henie's body.

A resonant sound, as if from the abyss, emanated from Henie's body.

"Guh... You're really impressive, demon hunter."

Hearing this title, Erica was suddenly stunned.

Miss Kevla is a demon hunter!?

Demon hunters, also known as demon slayers, were the absolute nemesis of demons.

No wonder Kevla had asked her those questions.

As early as when she first met her, she might have already smelled Henie's demonic scent on her.

Seeing that the other party had identified her identity, Kevla wasn't surprised. Only an uncontrollable ferocity flashed in her purple pupils.

The bloodline of demon hunters made it difficult for her to control her emotions when facing such filthy creatures.

That was the instinct to hunt demons.

If she could maintain clarity before, now, when the demon's true form appeared, she began to lose her reason.

Henie's body stood up mechanically like a marionette, and the ink shadow behind her began to expand continuously.

In an instant, the gushing ink completely engulfed Henie.

Erica watched everything unfolding before her, frozen in disbelief.

A dark and massive body began to gradually rise from within the ink.

Henie's small shadow obviously couldn't easily reveal the demon's true form.

So, it extended a circular mouth, devouring the boundaries of the shadow.

In an instant, the shadow expanded to an exaggerated size.

What emerged was a head with two horns, eyeless and noseless, only a giant head with a hundred-meter-long tongue.

It spewed a jet of ink towards the sky, completely covering the already gloomy sky with endless darkness.

The body seemed to squeeze out of the black clouds, as blob after blob of liquid-like flesh began to rise from the black shadow, forming into a small mountain.

The frantically expanding body forced Erica and Kevla to retreat dozens of meters.

The two of them stared at the enormous monster before them.

Kevla became even more excited, her body trembling like a wild beast.

Erica looked at the sky-blocking giant hand and the frenzied Kevla, her mind momentarily blank.

This was clearly not something they could defeat.

The demon's bloated body suddenly tore open a vertical slit in front, abruptly opening.

Thousands of sharp teeth, and a foul-smelling mucus mixed with the corpses of various creatures.

Those were all the demon's trophies.

Kevla could no longer contain herself. Demon hunters do not fear any demon.

This also leads to demon hunters having only two possible outcomes in life.

One is to never see a demon in their lifetime, the other is to be killed by a powerful demon while hunting.

Fearlessly, she transformed into an arrow of white light, instantly bursting forth.

However.

She had underestimated the demon.

The moment she stepped onto the demon's body, a powerful dark giant hand grabbed Kevla by the throat.

Seeing her pained expression, the demon laughed.

Its laughter was piercingly shrill, like the terror of plunging into an abyss, piercing Kevla's eardrums.

"You had fun hitting me earlier, little one."

"Now, it's my turn to hit back."