Chapter 212: Festival Night (9)
Vikir. The Night Hound stood before his prey.
Moments ago, Vikir had been cooking in the kitchen when a familiar sensation caused him to throw down the wok and run out of the bar.
This was no time to be stir-frying potatoes, judging by the fierce shivering of the Demon Sword Beelzebub lurking in his arteries.
'Is this aura...?'
The smell of the demon. How can I forget the hateful scent of blood?
From the looks of it, the entity that invaded the academy was the Corpse Queen.
I had fought her once before in the ruins of House Indulgentia.
It is unknown why she is inside the academy, or for what purpose she has entered the chaos of the festival.
But it was a crisis, and it was certainly an opportunity.
'Take this opportunity to eliminate one of them once and for all.'
But you want to make sure that as few people as possible get caught in the crossfire.
