Maybe many years later, Vyea would still occasionally think back to this night, a night that felt like standing at the crossroads of fate.
“Hmph hmph hmph, you hurt me~ meow.”
Herkate was pinned to the ground.
Her beautiful Gothic-style short dress was in disarray, and her carefully styled hair was somewhat tousled, giving her the look of a pitiable young lady who had just encountered bandits.
But her face didn’t show the fear or despair one would expect from meeting bandits; instead, a faint smile lingered a dazzling smile full of hope, like snow melting under the spring sun.
If one ignored the mottled bloodstains on her fair skin, the hellish scene in the alleyway, and the thick, nauseating stench of blood around them,
this would definitely be a beautiful and moving picture.
Vyea sat on Herkate’s warm lower belly, one hand tugging at the fluffy tail of the Catgirl, the other holding a broken blade pressed against her throat.
“My fault.”
Vyea said, her gaze complex as she looked down at the Catgirl beneath her.
All of this could have been avoided, but she hesitated.
From the beginning, she should have been the one to personally handle it, to engage with the Night Watcher who had stopped them from moving forward.
Based on Vyea’s past experience, dealing with those people would have been no problem at all. At the very least, she could have made it clear to them how troublesome it would be if they tried to harm her, discouraging any thoughts of silencing her.
That way, the Barrier Array set up by the Night Watcher here wouldn’t have been broken by a foolish cat.
The secrets within the Barrier Array wouldn’t have leaked so easily, preventing resonance with the Hellcat, one of the top-tier Demons.
Not affecting the innocent was a creed Vyea had strictly adhered to during the Hero Era. But this time… it had all been handled so poorly.
In such a dangerous place, to make such a blunder.
Have I even become stupid in the head now?
Vyea felt a little frustrated.
“They started it first, meow. You’re not at fault.”
Herkate furrowed her pretty brows in protest. For some reason, she hated seeing this human girl sitting on her belly, pressing her down, wearing a disappointed expression.
Seeing her like that made Herkate feel utterly distressed, like a ball of yarn placed in front of a cat, but the mischievous owner had pinned the cat’s paws down, stopping her from playing with that tantalizing yarn.
They’d only known each other for a short while, hadn’t even slept together, yet she couldn’t bear to see the other suffer.
Ah! So frustrating!
How did thinking like this make her feel a bit wronged herself?!
“You’re not at fault!”
Herkate twisted her body irritably and emphasized again. Her movements were small, seemingly afraid of worsening the little human girl’s negative emotions.
“I’m not that much of a weakling.”
Vyea released Herkate’s fluffy tail, brushing her moon-white long hair behind her shoulder. Her emerald eyes locked onto the Catgirl beneath her:
“Instead, you eating random things just now almost caused me a huge problem!”
“So what if I did?” Herkate said frustratedly. “That stuff’s like ginger totally sneaky, meow. I didn’t want to eat it!”
“Besides, didn’t you help me induce vomiting? That thing…” Herkate tilted her face and asked helplessly, “…did I really get everything out?”
“Don’t worry, if not, I’ll just open your stomach and wash it out.”
“No~ meow!”
“…”
Trusting Herkate a little more, Vyea withdrew the broken blade and looked toward the culprit that had forced her hand tonight—
A huge ball of flesh.
It stood in the night breeze, its thick folds hiding dozens of pairs of eyes, all staring at Herkate’s direction.
It was confused usually it was the one eating other things, so why this time was it the other way around?
“What kind of Demon is this…”
Vyea felt like her Monster Compendium wasn’t enough anymore.
And also.
Why were the Demons appearing in human cities always so ugly and abstract?!
“Herkate, can you transform back into your big cat form?”
Vyea suddenly asked.
“Of course.” Herkate was a little curious. She usually preferred her beast form when eating—it was more convenient and quick.
“Do I have a problem?”
Vyea shook her head. Indeed, she was still different from pure-blooded Demons.
According to Demon theory, all Demons capable of transforming into human form can revert to beast form, so Vyea should also be able to revert to her round Slime form.
But she couldn’t.
Vyea couldn’t become the oval-shaped Slime, but she could become a humanoid Slime—slippery and sticky, like water with too high viscosity…
She didn’t like that.
Gathering and dispersing her thoughts, Vyea began considering how to handle the current situation.
Just now, she had reluctantly invoked the Cleansing Authority from the Hero’s Mark, though only for a brief three seconds.
But the impact was enough to attract the attention of those with eyes and ears.
“No big deal.”
Vyea was confident that no one could guess her true identity.
What, you say I’m the Brave?
No, actually, I’m a monster girl, yeah, able to regenerate from just a small part of my Slime body.
What, you say I’m a Demon?
Not exactly. I can drink the Divine Water given by the gods like plain cold water.
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