The Academy’s Weakest Became A Demon-Limited Hunter

I silenced the sound. Instinct pulled out the memory. The face I had often seen in my nightmares overlapped with the woman in front of me… Dorothy…

…Lost her life alongside the Floating Island.

I couldn't protect her.

I instinctively realized that the Dorothy I first met was this woman.

[Hello, Benefactor.]

Surely… this is a hallucination.

“Dorothy…”

Dorothy Gale approached across the ice lake. With each step, ripples spread across the calm waters that not even the chill of the wind could freeze.

The flowing white dress remained pristine even under a rain of blood. The starlight magic surrounding Dorothy's skin repelled the rain.