The Author's POV

—Spurt!

"Haa...haa...Damn it!"

Extracting the tip of her spear out of the corpse of a villain, Melissa cursed. This was the fifth person she had killed. With combat not being her forte, Melissa was obviously easily tired. Her breathing was rugged.

If not for her spear, she would've been in deep trouble.

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Name : Blood-line Spear

Rank : D

[Bloodlust control] - Helps users identify if there is any bloodlust directed towards them.

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With the effect of the spear, by feeling their bloodlust, Melissa was less prone to sneak attacks.

This was specially made for her since she did not have a battle instinct as others did. With her spending most part of the day inside of a lab, it was only natural that she didn't have a battle instinct.

Battle senses could only be developed through experience. Without experience, such a thing was not possible.

—Shuuuua!

Suddenly, Melissa's spear vibrated. Leaning back, the sharp tip of a reaper passed by her grazing the side of her cheek.

"Hup!"

Turning around, Melissa took a step back and swung the spear horizontally creating a beautiful arc.

—Spurt!

Blood spilled everywhere, and a female villain fell to the ground.

Ignoring the corpse, Melissa wiped the side of her cheek, and muttered, "Haa...that's the sixth"

Aside from the effect of the skill, the spear was extremely sharp giving her an advantage over opponents of the same level. As long as her opponent was not a lot stronger than her, she could hold her own.

"Haaaaa—!"

Before she could relax, a large blade slashed in her direction. Feeling the bloodlust, Melissa instinctively straightened her spear and blocked the attack.

—Clank!

Loud sparks flew everywhere and Melissa took ten steps back.

'Damn it, he's stronger than me'

From the initial exchange, she knew that her opponent was stronger than her. She might be in trouble this time.

—Swoosh!

"Haa!"

Without giving Melissa any time to think, her opponent slashed vertically towards her. Once again, Melissa straightened her spear.

'Damn it!'

—Spurt!

Just as Melissa was about to block the attack, a silver streak brushed past her and impaled the man in the head. Blood spilled everywhere.

"Haa...Ha...Thanks!"

Sighing in relief, Melissa turned around and nodded her head. In the distance, Amanda held her bow and repeatedly shot arrows supporting anyone she could. Her cold eyes surveilled the perimeter like a hawk. Nothing escaped her vision.

Standing in front of her, multiple students formed a protective shield. Like this, Amanda reaped through the lives of multiple villains.

Naturally, she attracted the attention of a lot of villains as well.

"Stop her!"

"Attack her!"

Whiiiing—!

for a moment, a whistling sound arose next to Melissa. Despite her spear warnings, the

'Crap!'

of Melissa's hair

—Spurt!

Turning her head around, she spotted Jin silently standing on top of the corpse of an asian looking

the corpse, Jin coldly looked

Shiiiiiik—!

villain a couple of meters away from her. Slitting his throat the

"Haa...haa..."

Melissa's breathing was extremely rugged. Staring at Jin's cold face in the distance, Melissa

...

be far

tree, Professor Thibaut caught his breath. In a matter of minutes, he had run very far from the establishment. Approximately five

'I'm screwed!'

numbered. With the plan failing, he

"Fuck, what went wrong!"

everything according to the

the

the blame fall on him if

manager, not

"Who's there!?"

towards the distance. A blue hue mixed with black threads emanated

came in

appeared fifty meters away from Professor Thibaut.

you here Professor, you also

youth was in fact

wasn't actually that hard. Despite its flaws, drifting steps was a movement art that was perfect for chasing

Thibaut ran, I caught up to him in no

that the mana consumption of drifting steps was no

"Huh? Who are you"

hue around professor Thibaut intensified. Alarm bells

find me? He looks like a

that hurts. It's me

hurt look appeared

months and he completely forgot everything about me? Was

youth that appeared all over the news? The one that the higher-ups told me to take a closer

smile, "Ah, it's you. What are you

course. It'd be stupid of me if I didn't run

his smile, I

so...you came at

me, a thought struck Professor Thibaut, 'What if I killed him? Would the higher-ups

This seemed plausible.

Thibaut thought about it, the more convinced he was

that I

the death of such high-profiled talent, the Monolith would surely reward him. Recalling something,

[Target]

[Name : Ren Dover]

[Rank : E+]

[Age : 16]

Dead or

5000 merit

and staring at the reward

this should be enough

points. With them, all members of the Monolith could exchange the points for items

moment, Professor Thibaut saw a ray of hope. 5000 merit pints

to seize this

are you

Thibaut's thoughts, I

that smile off

"Me? Nothing..."

it, Professor Thibaut

Shiiing—!

out a saber from his dimensional space. Having never seen Professor Thibaut fight before,

coming from his body was nothing to scoff

be more

hands and protested. Why must people always fight during

worked just as

"Shut up and die!"

and imbued his

Wiing—!