Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 346

Chapter 346 81.1 - Close

?The moment he saw the note, even without considering if it was true or if he was being lured into a trap, with his heart pounding in his chest, Ethan wasted no time as he hastily gathered his belongings and sprinted towards the location mentioned in the note.

With each step, his mind raced with thoughts of Emily's safety and the implications of the information he held.

The urgency of the situation spurred him on, his training instincts kicking in as he navigated to the streets of the Lactarian District.

Though Ethan wasn't that familiar with the address, the technology was.

'Assassin….I hope I am not late.'

The night air was crisp and cold, but Ethan barely registered the chill as adrenaline-fueled his movements.

As he neared 7th Street, Ethan's senses sharpened, scanning his surroundings for any signs of danger. His muscles tensed, prepared for whatever awaited him at the designated location.

Arriving at the street, Ethan slowed his pace, keeping to the shadows as he surveyed the area.

His keen eyes searched for any suspicious figures or unusual activity, his mind calculating the best course of action to ensure Emily's safety.

And then suddenly, he sensed something amiss. In front of his eyes, there were stores that had yet to close. Some people were looking at him as he suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stopped. freewёbnoνel.com

Though many people were awakened in this world, not all of them had the necessary strength to reach such speeds, and seeing them was rare.

But what bothered Ethan wasn't that. Somehow, from the second store and onwards, there was something amiss with the stores.

'Dark?'

It was a little darker, and he felt like his senses weren't able to pass through that space.

'A barrier of veil!'

And Ethan instantly remembered the contents of the lecture. At one time, Eleanor mentioned that there were a lot of skills that could obstruct one's senses. They were mainly used by stealth users, and this situation especially fit that description.

He knew he had to tread carefully, for the presence of a barrier of veil suggested that someone was deliberately hiding their actions from prying eyes.

With a silent curse under his breath, Ethan weighed his options. He could charge ahead recklessly, risking a potential ambush, or he could take a more cautious approach and gather information before confronting the source of the barrier.

Of course, assessing the situation would be better. Even if he had acted somehow impulsively, Ethan was at least a seasoned Hunter to some extent.

He entered the veil while concealing his presence, but the moment he entered, his senses picked up something amiss.

A blade and killing intent.

An assassin releasing its killing intent meant one thing! The target was already on the brink of finishing.

'Not good!'

In an instant, he spread his senses, and then two figures materialized in his brain.

SWOOSH!

Grabbing his spear, he channeled his mana into it.

「 Spear of Hartley, Thunder Javelin.」

The spear sparkled with energy as he channeled the mana; following that, Ethan threw the spear.

And then he followed the strike. Appearing before the assassin, Ethan stood there looking at the assailant.

"The note was really true."

He saw Emily there with his body injured.

"You don't need to worry anymore now that I am here."

From now on, he would deal with this bastard before his face.

"….."

The assassin didn't say anything, looking closely at Ethan. Even though his face was veiled and his eyes looked blurry from the outside, Ethan was able to sense that the assassin was clearly annoyed.

At the same time, Emily just silently looked into Ethan's back as crackles of electricity slowly deformed from his body.

'…He is here….'

Her voice mumbled inwardly, yet there was something missing. She knew she was saved just now, but there was something missing inside her heart.

"Who are you?"

Ethan mumbled, pondering.

Yet before he could even fully process the situation, the assailant's response came in the form of a swift attack.

SWOOSH!

With a fluid motion, the assassin launched a dagger towards Ethan, aiming for his chest.

CLANK!

Reacting on instinct, Ethan deflected the dagger with his spear, the metallic clang echoing through the street.

The speed of the dagger was just too fast, something that Ethan had a hard time reacting to.

'This power…..'

From the clash itself, Ethan realized that the enemy's strength wasn't clearly low.

But before he could fully recover from the initial strike, the assailant closed the distance with alarming speed, daggers flashing in the moonlight.

As the assassin pressed the attack, Ethan focused on defending himself, his movements fueled by adrenaline and training.

Each strike was met with a calculated block or parry, but the assailant's relentless assault kept him on the defensive.

Amidst the flurry of blows, the assailant's voice cut through the chaos, dripping with disdain. "Is this important?" he sneered, the daggers flashing dangerously as he lunged forward. "Who I am matters little in the grand scheme of things. What matters is that your meddling ends here."

FLICK!