Chapter 125: Back to the Villa

Immediately, a circle of black light halos rose around Iana, and the final halo transformed into a bewitching flame filled with demonic energy that surged toward the group of Black-robed Men.

Wherever the flame passed, it left behind a lingering trail of fire that never faded.

As the target of this fiery attack, the Black-robed Men found themselves utterly unable to dodge such a swift assault.

“Ahhhhh!”

Several of the Black-robed Men clutched their heads, letting out agonizing screams that were so horrific, the sound alone was enough to instill dread toward that flame.

“W-what… what kind of… devilry is this?”

“B-boss… my… my head… it hurts so much.”

This attack forced them to recall a sensation long lost to them—pain.

That agony, true to the name of the technique, struck directly at their souls.

It was as if a blazing fire burned deep within their spirits, a flame that would never be extinguished.

And the one who had set all this in motion, Iana, had already left the scene.

“Ugh, where am I?”

Iana tried to open her eyes but was blinded by the intense sunlight, making it hard to see.

After a moment, once she had adjusted to the brightness, she slowly opened her eyes and realized she had returned to Lilian’s villa—the place before she was pulled into the Trial Land.

Lilian lay quietly beside her, her translucent lips parting and closing gently, resembling a little kitten in peaceful slumber.

At this moment, Iana’s mind was a bit foggy.

“Already back?” She reached out and pinched her cheek.

“I can feel pain.”

“So that means I’m not dreaming?”

After that strange experience five hundred years ago, Iana found this life quite agreeable.

At least now, she no longer had to worry about sudden attacks from some supernatural creature.

Next to Iana and Lilian stood a large full-length mirror.

In the mirror, Iana saw two silver-white Dragon Horns atop her head, and behind her was a noticeably elongated Dragon Tail.

Her chest was no longer flat but had developed two soft, modest curves.

“Am I… growing up?” Iana looked at herself in disbelief.

But after some thought, she found this quite reasonable—her Bloodline Development Progress had already surpassed ten percent, so it made sense that her body had grown a bit.

“Maybe, when my Bloodline Development Progress reaches a much higher level, I could even turn into a giant Dragon,” Iana speculated.

Speaking of Bloodline Development Progress, at first, Iana hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

But now, upon calm reflection, she found it odd that her first skill was related to a soul-based attack—the Demonflame.

According to her previous assumptions, her skill should have something to do with time.

After all, only a time-related skill could explain why she returned five hundred years into the past during the Trial task.

Only that could explain why Dean Isabella said her potential was greater than that annoying Linweiya, the Silver Dragon who controlled spatial power.

“Could it be that all my previous guesses were wrong?” Iana couldn’t help but doubt herself.

“Ugh.”

While Iana was pondering, Lilian suddenly opened her eyes beside her, looking confused at Iana, who was still in her Dragon form.

“Where is this?” Lilian glanced around.

“Have we come home?”

A wave of joy filled Lilian’s entire being.

Returning to her own time from that strange and dangerous era five hundred years ago, she was genuinely happy.

After a brief moment of happiness, Lilian’s gaze fixed on the person before her.

“You’re Iana?” Lilian asked hesitantly.

Although she already had her answer in her heart, she still wanted to hear Iana admit it herself.

“I—I’m not.”

Caught off guard by Lilian’s quick awakening, Iana hadn’t concealed the demonic aura radiating from her.

At this moment, the demonic energy permeated throughout Lilian’s villa.

If Ethelrina happened to pass by, she would undoubtedly draw her sword without hesitation and attack Iana.

How did Iana know this?

Of course, it was because Ethelrina had almost killed her once before in the dormitory.

“No, you are.” Lilian instinctively grasped Iana’s hands tightly, subconsciously believing that if she didn’t hold onto her, Iana might leave.

“I’m a demon—a ruthless demon who kills without blinking. How could I be someone you know?” Iana growled, baring her teeth to scare Lilian off.

As for why Iana wasn’t afraid of Lilian discovering her demonic identity, it was naturally because she had Dean Isabella’s protection.

As long as she didn’t reveal her demonic nature in public, she was confident Dean Isabella would shield her.

“No, you are Iana. You’re not a ruthless demon.”

“All I’ve seen is someone desperately protecting the people, someone who refused to back down even when hurt,” Lilian said firmly.

“You saw that? Didn’t I tell you to wait where you were?” Iana said.

“Do you know how dangerous that situation was? One wrong move and you could have died there.”

“You knew it was dangerous, so why did you go back?” Lilian asked.

“I—I was trying to save people. Besides, without me, those Black-robed Men might have summoned that terrifying creature. No matter where we hid, it would have meant certain death.”

“Could you have stopped them without me?”

“Uh…”

Iana was momentarily at a loss for words.

Indeed, in the final moments, it was thanks to Lilian that the Black-robed Men’s plan was thwarted.

“Do you know how worried I was about you?”

“All right, let’s not talk about this anymore, okay?” Iana rubbed her temples, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

She shifted her gaze elsewhere and suddenly asked Lilian, “What time is it now?”

Lilian glanced at the clock, “Ten-thirty. Why?”

“Is today your birthday and Veronica’s?”

“Seems like it is.”

“Oh no, oh no,” Iana said hastily.

“Didn’t we forget to invite Ethelrina to your birthday party?”

“Then that means Ethelrina will probably attend Veronica’s birthday party instead?”

“Looks like it.” Lilian replied absentmindedly.

“Aren’t you even a little worried?”

“Do you know that if Veronica manages to get Ethelrina to join her, you’ll be at a disadvantage?”