Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 420

Chapter 420 95.5 - I am here [Interlude]

<Valerian Federation. Linnungham State, Two weeks ago>

The room was dimly lit, with only a soft, warm glow emanating from a single bedside lamp, casting elongated shadows against the walls. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cologne and a hint of perfume.

In the center of the room, on a luxurious bed draped with satin sheets, lay a man with a lean, sculpted build. His face was chiseled and handsome, and he exuded confidence even in repose.

Beside him stood a woman with incredible beauty, her silhouette striking against the muted light. Her raven-black hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her eyes, gleaming with an enigmatic allure, were fixed on the man before her.

"God, I hate them all," the man began, his voice tinged with frustration. "My boss, my coworkers—they just keep piling work on me. Do they think I'm some kind of machine? Every random task, every little thing that goes wrong, it's always my responsibility to sort it out."

The woman listened intently, her presence a calming force in the room. She gently ran her fingers through his hair, her touch soft and soothing.

"Mhmmm…..That feels good…."

It was evident that she was good with her fingers. Her voice, low and sultry, wove through the air like a warm embrace. "Tell me more," she murmured, her tone inviting him to continue.

"They wouldn't be able to do anything without me," he continued, his voice growing more impassioned. "I'm the one who keeps everything running smoothly. They don't appreciate the effort I put in or the hours I work. It's like they don't even see me. And that woman! Even after all those things I am doing for her, she refuses to acknowledge anything. Not even a word of appreciation. You bet she even looks down on me just because her father is a high-ranking executive."

The woman's lips curled into a subtle smile, though her eyes remained sympathetic. She leaned closer, her breath warm against his ear. "It's their loss," she whispered in her voice, a blend of reassurance and temptation.

"Yeah…..."

The man answered while his body slowly relaxed and his breathing slowed down.

"But I heard you have even investigated what happened in that cursed land."

"Cursed Land?" the man asked, puzzled.

"Yes, the place where everything was covered with fog," the woman replied, her tone still sultry.

"Phantom's Land," the man named the place, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Are you talking about that place?"

The woman nodded, a slight smirk playing on her lips. "Yes, that's the one."

The man nodded slowly. "Yeah, I was one of those who investigated that place." Suddenly, his eyes narrowed suspiciously. "How did you know that I—"

Before he could finish his question, the woman grabbed his lips and sealed his mouth with hers. They shared a long and erotic kiss, their breaths mingling in the dim light. When they finally pulled apart, the man's eyes had lost their light, as if he had been enchanted or drugged.

The woman's voice was soft and commanding as she asked again, "Tell me about the investigation in Phantom's Land."

The man, now entranced, began to speak. "We investigated the place and discovered that the phenomenon that bugged the government for at least fifty years was actually related to a demon. An ancient demon, on top of that."

The woman smiled as if she had expected this answer. "What happened to that demon?"

"The demon was killed by Academy students," the man replied.

The woman raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Academy students? They killed such a demon?"

The man started to speak again, but his body convulsed as he showed signs of resistance. The woman's long fingers caressed his body once again, her eyes glowing bright purple. The man relaxed and continued talking obediently. "Three students from Arcadia Hunter Academy reportedly killed the demon on their own. They were rewarded for their accomplishment, though it was hidden that they killed a demon."

The woman's eyes narrowed in thought. "Who were the ones that killed the demon?" she asked.

The man's eyes glazed over as he conjured three faces in his mind, and the woman easily found their faces.

The woman studied their faces, memorizing them with a cold smile.

"Even though the academy students were talented, from the data that I measured, it was highly unlikely that they could achieve such a thing. The demon was too strong. I suspected that there was someone else there, but their traces were fully covered, and no proof was left. The investigation was soon covered up, and it was stopped."

The woman's smile deepened, her eyes reflecting a mixture of satisfaction and intrigue. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice a soothing balm to his entranced mind. "You've been very helpful."

As the man drifted into an enchanted sleep, the woman stood up, her silhouette a dark shadow against the dim light.

"These three faces, huh?" She mumbled as she waved her hand. A black smoke rose from the man's mouth after he fell asleep, not knowing he would forget everything by tomorrow.

"Let's see if they were really the ones."

On the document she had on her watch, three faces and three names could be seen.

Irina Emberheart.

Sylvie Gracewind.