"Elysia? What are you doing here?" Roderic asked with a hint of concern, which was understandable.
She usually spent her ti in her tent reading docunts, but not once had she co out to observe her students.
Elysia was gazing at them as they moved around, attending to their business.
"I'm not sure," Elysia admitted as she scanned her students one by one.
"It just feels like I'm missing sothing." She spoke without averting her gaze from the students, deep in thought.
'We've had surprisingly good results so far. So students have returned with proof of killing multiple Rare beasts. It's quite impressive.'
"Missing sothing?" Roderic asked, his eyes widening for a second.
"Ah, I see. You're worried about the students we found with their blood drained, aren't you? I understand your concern, but just as you said, since we don't have any solid proof that this was the work of a monster, we can't halt the hunting competition." Roderic sighed as he spoke.
"I doubt it's a monster," Elysia said.
"So what is it?" Roderic raised an eyebrow.
"A demon, most likely."
"A de—" Roderic's eyes widened in disbelief.
"You think a demon has infiltrated our academy?"
"I'm certain, Roderic," Elysia replied, turning her gaze to et his.
"But that's not what I'm most worried about."
Unwilling to et her gaze, Roderic shifted his eyes to the side and asked, "Then what is it?"
Elysia frowned as she thought inwardly.
'Ever since the competition began, I haven't seen Zaroth and his squad, nor have I seen the Princess's squad…'
She tightened her palm in frustration.
'I understand that these individuals want to achieve high scores, but I'd prefer to keep my tools to in case I need them.'
But this wasn't sothing she was going to admit to Roderic. She wasn't about to confess that she was using the students to achieve her goals, so she lied.
"I'm not sure. I'm trying to figure that out myself."
Suddenly, a high-pitched scream rang out.
Elysia instantly directed her gaze toward the scream, only to see a few girls with worried expressions on their faces.
"Is it a monster attack?!" Elysia muttered as she shifted her gaze.
Until she saw Sofia, the princess, and her bloodied body. She was carrying a student with a cracked white mask on her face.
In one mont, Elysia was standing on the hill overseeing the camp, and the next, she was by the princess's side.
"What happened?" she asked, taking a closer look at Sofia's injuries.
'She's royalty and a fourth-year student. What the hell happened to her? And where is her squad?'
"Elysia!" Sofia cried, no longer caring about maintaining appearances.
"They're dead! I dood them!"
Elysia took the injured student from Sofia's hands as she looked her in the eyes and asked,
"What happened?"
"I… we… we were hunting until we suddenly got attacked by two Epic beasts at the sa ti! My squad was obliterated in an instant. I barely managed to escape with my and Vera's life."
She collapsed to her knees as the exhaustion finally overca her.
"Later, I realized they were controlled by a Beast Master who had succumbed to his beasts' desires. We fled with everything I had, but as I ran, I passed by a group of students. Most likely, that psycho got to them."
Elysia placed Vera gently on the ground and then gripped Sofia's shoulders firmly.
"What did these students look like?"
"I'm not sure, but I think one of them had white hair and green eyes."
"What's happening?"
Roderic finally caught up with Elysia, arriving at the scene with the camp healer not far behind him.
Elysia turned her gaze to him, her black pupils radiating an aura of death itself. Her voice was cold and devoid of emotion as she spoke.
"You take care of things here."
In the next mont, she was gone, dashing toward the direction Sofia had co from.
"Fuck! FUCK!" It was rare for Elysia to lose her composure, but what were the chances that just as she had found a useful tool, it was on the verge of being destroyed?
"Don't you dare die, Zaroth!" Elysia muttered under her breath.
"At least not until you do what I need you to."
*****
Controlling even one of these heavenly swords was a tall task for any individual…
And Roran was currently controlling dozens of them.
While Zack kept the three-headed beast busy, he rained down blows on the creature's body with his swords, creating countless wounds.
Of course, using such imnse power ca with a hefty price.
He was bleeding from his eyes and ears, his head pounding profoundly, and his thoughts barely coherent.
There was currently only one thing on his mind, protecting Lily at all costs.
And currently, the three-headed beast was the biggest threat to her existence.
So all he had to do was eliminate it at any cost.
The three-headed beast, covered in countless injuries, suddenly changed its movents.
It went from targeting Zack to targeting Roran instead.
No one was able to see the sudden change in behavior in ti as the beast bent its tail at an unnatural angle and attacked Roran, aiming to tear off his head.
Roran, seeing the current danger but not being able to move fast enough to dodge, all he could do was move his head slightly.
As a result, when the tail of the monster hit him, it didn't tear off his head.
But it did tear off his lower jaw.
Missing his lower jaw, Roran went from looking like a model to a monster from so kind of fairy tale.
Yet he barely seed to register that he had taken damage as even more swords began to materialize from existence, raining down on the beast, piercing it countless tis.
As the beast lost dozens of liters of blood, it seed that Zack was absorbing it, and his sword and armor were growing stronger as a result.
And amid all that was Lily. She, having her abdon pierced, was dazed and could barely think straight.
But sothing caught her attention.
Zaroth, that was currently fighting against Eryndor. And it looked like Zaroth was going to lose.
So, trying to offer all the support she could, Lily focused her remaining power as her eyes shined.
And in the next mont, sothing appeared right behind Eryndor.
It seed to be so kind of figure that was made out of ice.
She had done sothing that she hated to do.
She had requested the help of a spirit.
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