Fengxiang Town was a bastion of humanity, built along the riverbank, yet when viewed from the sky, it resembled a prison.
The scent of blood lingered in the alleys.
At times like this, Herkate came in handy.
It was natural for a cat’s sense of smell to be better than a Slime’s.
“Meow meow, I smell fear. So many people, meow~”
Herkate’s crimson eyes brimmed with excitement, her claws growing sharper by the moment.
“…”
To be honest, Vyea felt a complicated, indescribable emotion about having a tag-along behind her.
Whether before her transmigration, during her time as a Brave, or now as a Monstergirl, Vyea had one consistent hobby, she liked pretty, cute girls.
Having a beautiful, sharp-witted catgirl who understood human speech following her around, chatting non-stop, was noisy but better than being alone with no one to talk to.
Even if this catgirl harbored rebellious thoughts and hidden malice.
Vyea was simply not used to loneliness. When she was a Brave, she liked showing off in public.
What was all that talk about enduring seven layers of solitude to become stronger? Suffering was a necessary path to strength.
Having died twice, Vyea just wanted to be kind to herself.
After becoming a Slime girl, she wandered alone in the forest for a long time.
Mindless monsters and beasts couldn’t communicate they only saw Vyea as a juicy, delicious meal.
During that time, her only pastime was grinding monsters to level up; when tired, she soaked in hot springs and admired her new naked body.
She wasn’t narcissistic; it was a small research project to better infiltrate the human world in the future.
Using an innocent, harmless, and irresistibly cute appearance to break down humans’ initial defenses, then using the aura of the Hero’s Mark to mask her monster scent and gain their deep trust.
One step leading to another, clever as she was.
Well~
It seemed that even as a Monstergirl, she retained abundant humanity and astonishing intelligence.
Could other monsters do the same?
Ahem!
Now was the time to search for her disciple’s clue, not for daydreaming.
Vyea cleared her throat just in time and looked up at the catgirl, who was nearly a head taller than her, pondering how to start.
Suddenly, a strange and puzzled voice came from ahead.
“Huh, this area is clearly sealed off, so how are there others coming in?”
A middle-aged man dressed like an upper-class gentleman emerged from a pitch-dark house, leaning on a cane. He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and patiently warned,
“Two young ladies, didn’t your parents tell you not to go out at night? It’s still early; you should head back the way you came and remember not to walk around after dark.”
“Understood! We’ll take our young lady away right now and won’t disturb your business, ha!”
Herkate bent down and wrapped her arms around Vyea’s waist, humming a little tune as she carried her back.
No.
Is a Great Demon really so easygoing?
Vyea was dumbfounded by the catgirl’s actions.
Is this really a Great Demon?
If this had happened when she was the Night Hero, she would have charged straight at the obvious trouble across the street.
Back then, when I was a Brave, you came to cause trouble for me fearlessly!
Vyea wanted to break free, but her hands suddenly froze.
“Bluebird of the night, carry me a bouquet~♫”
The cat-eared girl held Vyea tightly, walking at an unhurried pace back the way they came.
“Yesterday’s wild geese, can’t tell north from south…”
Taking advantage of Vyea’s rare compliance, Herkate softly hummed a song she must have learned somewhere and gently patted Vyea’s little butt, her face wearing a tender smile that made Vyea momentarily dazed.
“Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll always be with you~ meow.”
A terrifying killing intent surged from behind them, turning the already silent night where only the little catgirl’s faint singing could be heard into an even more suffocating stillness.
Warm fresh blood splattered onto Vyea’s exposed white ankle, staining the milk-like flawless skin with a dark red.
Vyea saw Herkate’s cheerful, harmless girl-like face slowly twist into a chilling smile that sent shivers down her spine.
The slightly parted lips, the glaring white tiger fangs, the bloodstained, unyielding eyes.
This was a devil’s smile.
A smile that announced the death of any who dared offend.
In the next instant, the middle-aged man at the doorway was sliced into three segments, his face frozen in his final expression.
Vyea’s vision went black. She felt herself pressed against the catgirl’s slightly heaving chest, her fluffy tail tightly coiled around Vyea’s waist like a rope.
The scent of blood grew stronger, accompanied by the sounds of flesh being torn and chewed, muffled thuds like watermelons bursting, and the slaps of flesh hitting walls. In the deathly quiet night, each sound was chillingly clear.
Vyea immediately understood what Herkate was doing.
This was a savage massacre feast unique to monsters.
Vyea pursed her lips, her mind in turmoil.
The people opposite were clearly affiliated with an Official Organization, and Herkate’s brutal slaughter would surely be investigated, leading to the formation of various Bounty Squads.
Just like in the game she’d played before transmigrating, GTA—
One-star wanted level meant only ordinary FBI chasing you; two stars brought out the FBI convoy; three stars meant soldiers with rocket launchers; four stars unleashed endless Helicopter chases; five stars was a fight to the death unless you exploited cheats or bugs…
Three years ago, although this catgirl was a Great Demon, she was extremely cautious, never attacking official organizations except to provoke the Supreme Hero herself.
Thus, the Capital’s manhunt level for her hovered between one and two stars.
But now, judging by Vyea’s experience, it was likely a four-star wanted level.
A week from now, the Capital would send a Brave with [Backtrack] ability to rewind the scene.
Now, here was the problem.
As a former colleague of the [Backtrack] Brave, Vyea was somewhat familiar with that Brave’s abilities.
“Rotisa and I teamed up to exterminate monsters, she treated me to meals, gave me chocolates, she’s a good girl. If I help that dumb cat clean up this mess…”
Vyea was conflicted.