Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 416

Chapter 416 95.1 - I am here

When does this flame go down? When does it ever calm down? Will it ever disappear?

Will I be able to relieve this anguish?

That is the question that I ended up asking myself all over again.

I couldn't understand it. Many times, no matter what I have done, I wouldn't be able to keep myself controlled. There were many days when I couldn't get enough sleep continuously, and the same day replayed in my head.

But there were also many days where I would simply sleep soundly. What was the reason, those days, I would ask myself?

Yet the answer wouldn't be clear at all. But at the end of the day, what I need to do is pretty simple, isn't it?

To reach my goal.

STAB! That was why I just stabbed the last demonic human that was right before me.

With each demonic human I killed, I felt a subtle change in my strength. It was almost imperceptible, but it was there—a slight increase in my power, a sharpening of my senses. The demonic energy I absorbed from each kill fueled my resolve, making me stronger and more focused.

As I stabbed the chest of the last demon, her eyes widened in horror. She saw my hand reaching for her core, the source of her corrupted power.

"No," she whispered, her voice trembling with pain and fear.

But I didn't care. My cold eyes pierced through her, reflecting none of the emotions that churned within me. She was a demon, a monster that had abandoned her humanity. She had no right to beg for mercy.

"You're a demon," she gasped, her voice filled with accusation.

I looked into her eyes, unflinching. "You don't have the right to say that after you abandoned your humanity," I replied, my voice devoid of empathy.

"It wasn't my choice," she pleaded, her eyes desperate.

People like these are the ones I hate the most. If you are doing something, why are you not accepting what you did? No one is forcing you to become a demonic human? Even if you are forced to become one, at the end of the day, you are one.

For no reason that you need someone's sympathy. You are not allowed to do that, and you will never be.

"Is that the case?" I said, my voice calm and detached. "Then this is not my choice either."

With that, I crushed her core in my hand. The woman screamed in agony, a sound that would haunt the dreams of anyone who heard it. If people heard a woman screaming like this, or if this was happening where many people could hear, she could definitely evoke their sympathy to make them go soft even if people knew what she did.

And that sympathy would most likely be the reason why she would eventually get a lighter punishment.

After all, such cases could be often seen on Earth with many female offenders.

But her screams fell on deaf ears since no one other than me was there. And I just stood there, cold and unfeeling, as her life slipped away.

The light in her eyes faded, and she slumped to the ground, lifeless.

'This makes it fifteen.' I could definitely kill more than fifteen demonic humans, but that would make me expose myself. After all, I needed to find demonic humans who were away from the eyes of people and needed to make sure that I wasn't being observed.

'Next.'

PAT! As I thought about it, suddenly, something inside me got cut off.

'What?'

Immediately, I noticed what was happening. The slight mana that I had put onto Irina was cut off suddenly.

I used a special liquid and a small needle to do that. After all of the things that had happened to Sylvie, Irina, and Senior Maya, I felt the need to somehow find a way to locate them in case something had happened to them.

And that was when I decided to use my green moon mana.

The liquid was coated with my green moon energy, and I put it under their bodies with the needle. Normally, just using my mana wouldn't be enough.

However, I noticed one thing.

My mana was also somehow sensitive towards demonic energy and intents. After experimenting with it a little, I found a special usage of mana that I could use to create a basic but effective formation.

This formation allowed me to get notified when a demonic presence or a 'Killing Intent' was found in the presence of my target of the spell.

The engineering behind it was simple yet ingenious. I had to manipulate my green moon mana into a state of hyper-sensitivity. This involved channeling it through a series of intricate runes and sigils that I designed.

These runes acted as sensors, amplifying any traces of demonic energy or hostile intent.

The formation itself was small and discrete, easily concealed. It consisted of a tiny, barely noticeable sigil that I could inscribe on a small object or even a piece of clothing. When demonic energy or intent was detected, the formation would trigger a feedback loop, sending a pulse of mana back to me.

The feedback loop was crucial. It allowed me to receive the signal without any significant delay, giving me precious seconds to react. The pulse was subtle, a mere whisper of mana, but it was enough to alert me.

I had created a network of these formations, ensuring that I could monitor the people without drawing attention.

The green moon mana's sensitivity was key—it could detect the slightest fluctuation in energy, making it nearly impossible for demonic entities to bypass it unnoticed.

However, I doubted if I could do this for high-ranking hunters. For example, against Eleanor, such a thing must not be possible, but of course, it is not like the problem she wouldn't be able to solve can be solved by me.

'Irina,' I thought, my mind racing as I adjusted my focus. The feedback loop had been severed, which meant she was in immediate danger.

I needed to act quickly, but I also had to remain cautious and not draw unnecessary attention to myself.