Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 347

Chapter 347 Chapter 81.2 - Close

What is the fate?

What is the strength?

Emily, who had been watching the fight unfold before her eyes, asked herself this question countless times.

Ethan, with his spear facing the enemy that had targeted her, and the assassin clashed with him using his daggers – two of them were in their own world.

And here she was, just standing there watching the fight.

She knew she needed to feel grateful for Ethan. She needed to thank him for saving her in such a situation.

But something inside her didn't do as she wished.

There was something missing.

And as she watched the fight, she started realizing what that emptiness meant. Where it came from, or why she was feeling it.

'I am feeling useless.'

Seeing the two figures continuously clashing, Emily thought. The reason why she was feeling this empty.

It was because she was always on the receiving end of things. From the start, she never once gave anything meaningful to Ethan.

She was always saved.

And that was something she found undoubtedly unacceptable. She didn't want to be a liability. She refused to do so.

Why was this the case?

She couldn't answer, and neither did she need to. She just knew that this was her wish. From the bottom of her heart, she desired such a thing.

But the reality often disappointed the person. After all, she lacked the strength, and strength wasn't something that came from wishing so.

Gritting her teeth, she watched the scene.

Ethan somehow successfully managed to overpower the assassin. There was a faint pressure emanating from him, something that she couldn't put a name on but instinctively knew it was from a higher existence.

Something that was above her in the natural order. It easily suppressed her feelings and aura.

And as expected, Ethan managed to overpower the assassin and cornered him.

But then Emily witnessed the assassin throwing a dagger, and she wanted to warn Ethan. But not to her avail, as her voice was suppressed.

Emily felt like the aura that she initially felt when she entered the place somehow converged on her, covering her mouth.

However, Ethan managed to deflect the vial, and at that moment, Emily saw lighting surging from Ethan's body.

It was the first time she had seen him using lightning, but she somehow felt it was suited to him.

But then, just as Ethan was about to finish the assassin, suddenly, he stopped. He didn't move. Somehow, his eyes turned full black, and the concealment around Emily, this time converged on Ethan.

Then suddenly, someone appeared right before him. It was another assassin, and this one gave goosebumps to Emily!

As if they were of a higher rank. She felt suffocating just by being in the presence of the assassin. The aura and the killing intent suppressed her clearly.

The darkness around them also pressured her constantly, making it harder for her to even breathe.

Then, Emily saw the dagger in the assassin's hand approaching Ethan, but Ethan showed no signs of realizing that. It was as if his consciousness was from far away.

Emily didn't know what was happening, but she knew Ethan's life was in danger. Just like before, something was happening again, and it was because of her.

'No!'

Because of her, Ethan was this close to dying.

'NO!'

She gritted her teeth, trying to channel mana into her heart. Into her body.

As Emily focused her mind, channeling her mana with all her strength, a sudden tremor rippled through the darkness surrounding her. In that fleeting moment, she felt a small thread of energy entering her body from her spinal bulb, and her mana underwent a rapid transformation.

'Urghk! It hurts!'

It was not a phenomenon that could be foreseen, nor was it something that she was expecting. But no matter what, Emily's mana went under a qualitative change.

But that change brought pain inwardly.

With that change, she forced herself to move. And since her body was undergoing a change, her condition wasn't stable. With blood pouring from her eyes, Emily channeled her now darkened mana.

Then she felt the restrictions binding her dissipate, allowing her to move freely once more.

With a determined resolve, she pushed herself forward, propelling her body towards Ethan with all her strength.

In an instant, Emily materialized before the assassin, her sword poised to deflect the incoming dagger. With a forceful shout, she cried out to Ethan, "ETHAN, WAKE UP!"

Her voice echoed through the darkness as she intercepted the assassin's attack, her movements fueled by a mixture of desperation and determination.

And in that crucial moment, she felt Ethan twitching beside her, a sign that her words had reached him.

With lightning-fast reflexes, Ethan sprang into action, his spear lashing out toward the newly appearing assassin with incredible speed and precision. It was an instinctive act since Ethan's eyes were still wide open.

–SWOOSH!