Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 402

Chapter 402 Chapter 91.10 - Duels [2]

402 Chapter 91.10 - Duels [2]

Not a pathetic display like that guy's, but a real illusion blade.

In the world of Hunters, everything was possible. This was the first thing a parent taught them.

There could be some restrictions made by the world, but eventually, to know about those restrictions, one needs to have information.

That information was hard to come by. Especially the more one climbed over the ranks.

The stronger a Hunter was, the harder it became to get a hold of information over them. Those who know about that information would either die or reveal their own strengths.

This was the first thing that Julia and Lucas were taught. They both were made aware of the importance of this fact.

The disorienting effect of the illusions was immediate.

Julia spun around, doing her best to try to locate the real Damien, but it was impossible.

Each reflection moved in perfect synchronization, creating an overwhelming sense of confusion.

She tightened her grip on her sword, her breathing steady despite the disorienting illusion. "You think this will stop me?" she shouted, her voice defiant.

In a way, this was her own way of strengthening her own mentality. Someone's words didn't need to be directed to others.

–THUMP! But her bravado was met with silence, the only sound being her own heartbeat thundering in her ears.

–SWOOSH! Suddenly, a sharp pain erupted in her leg. She gasped, glancing down to see a thin line of blood seeping through her pants. The cut was shallow but precise, a testament to Damien's skill. He had struck without her even seeing him move.

"Did you feel that?" Damien's voice taunted from all around her. "In this realm, you won't see or hear me coming. Every step you take could be your last."

Julia gritted her teeth, the pain sharpening her focus. She had to stay calm and think strategically.

Something about you was always different, wasn't it? You always had a fast response. Is it related to your body?

Damien continued, his voice coming from all sides. He was smart. It was evident that he figured it out.

Well, that was natural. There were two times when they had faced each other before.

First, when they were 12 years old.

Sword Parade.

A tournament that she had won, beating Damien and Lucas.

At that time, she remembered how easy it was to beat Damien. Even Lucas was stronger than them.

But in the second one, when they were 13 years old.

The winner was Damien.

And that was the last time he had attended the Sword Parade. After that, he has continued to move forward with better achievements.

I hadn't forgotten about that loss.

Her enhanced reflexes were her greatest asset, but they were useless if she couldn't see her opponent.

It was evident that this move was solely created against people like her.

How is it? Do you like it?

Damien continued to taunt, his voice dripping with condescension.

Another cut, this time on her side. She winced, trying to block the attack, but her sword met only empty air again. She was getting frustrated, her anger bubbling beneath the surface.

"Damien!" she shouted, her voice filled with defiance and frustration. "You think these tricks will save you?"

At the end of the day, the Middleton family is only suited for the beasts. Beasts against beasts is certainly a fitting arrangement.

The words hit her like a physical blow. She had heard similar taunts before, people mocking her demeanor and her fierce attitude. But this was different. It was personal.

Realm of Dreams was indeed a perfect move against her, but she wasn't going to give up. Not now.

Suddenly, a searing pain ripped through her chest. Damien's blade had cut through her clothing, leaving a shallow but humiliating mark. The cold air stung against her bare skin, the cut a stark reminder of her vulnerability.

The crowd gasped, their shock palpable. Julia's vision blurred with rage, her mind flashing back to all the times she had been mocked as a beast. The memories of being treated as less than human, of being seen as nothing more than a wild animal, flooded her senses.

She hated it. She hated every bit of it.

A deep, primal roar echoed in her mind, awakening a trait she rarely acknowledged.

Her lineage, her bloodline, it was coursing through her blood. But at the same time, something differed her from others.

The weird trait she had always been something of a mystery,

But in moments like this, she felt it coursing through her veins.

[White Tiger*] – a trait that had appeared on her status window. Different from her family members, it was a weird trait that she had alongside her family's traits.

It heightened her senses, increased her strength, and gave her a ferocity that was unmatched. But it also brought with it a wildness of her own thoughts.

A double-edged blade.

She hated this trait more than anything else when she was a child since she acted differently. It came with a lot of need for care. She needed to quench her thirst for fighting randomly.

She felt the urge to fight and push herself, and it came at any time.

T-t-t-t-t-….You are really growling like a beast, aren't you?

As she was getting pushed by him and heard his words, Julia suddenly remembered something. While her wounds hurt, the pain in her chest made her remember a certain memory.

A memory of a time when a certain white-haired woman had cut the same place, and she spoke to her.

"Little sister. No matter what, you must never hate yourself. Only by accepting your own self can you move forward."

Those words came from the traitor, the person her family exiled. But she still remembered the smile she gave her. At that time, she didn't understand it, but now, as she felt her own emotions, Julia realized what she had meant back then.

'As if you knew I would come into this.'

As she realized, she thought about things differently. Why must she be like others? If this is how she was meant to be, why refuse it?