670. Dangers Around Mavos Academy

670. Dangers Around Mavos Academy

It was another ordinary day at Mavos Academy.

Or at the very least, it had been an ordinary day for Rachel. She had woken up early in the morning to attend her classes as per usual, before running off to train with Oriur, Novis, and Bellum. This had become their routine for a while now.

Rachel had even been skipping her attendance for her club activities to spend time with the baby Wyverns. Well, they could be called juveniles at this point. But she found them to be too cute to not call babies.

Valda had asked the young girl if everything was alright. And since Rachel had to hide the fact that she was spending time with Salvos’s children, she had consistently had to make up some excuse or another to avoid her club activities.

It was not like she disliked being a part of the Demon Research Club. But there hasn’t been much she was able to learn while there. At least, not about how to get to the Netherworld to find Salvos.

And that was Rachel’s goal— to find Salvos. Unfortunately, there was no material she could find in any library or in any tome about how someone could cross the planes. There were some forbidden grimoire that had explained in great detail how to summon a Demon. However, nothing about how a Human could leave the Mortal Realm.

It was strange, really. It was like no one had ever considered doing such a thing. Not even to get to the Spirit Plane. Humans seemed to be perfectly content staying in their own plane, which puzzled Rachel.

While she could understand the logic of not wanting to travel to the Netherworld, the fact that Humankind hadn’t even considered visiting the Spirit Plane made her suspicious that there might have been a hidden reason why they never considered leaving the Mortal Realm.

But she didn’t bother investigating further into it for now. After all, she could spend time with the baby Wyverns instead. And not only that, they’d be together training and leveling.

That was Rachel’s current utmost priority: getting stronger.

And she did.

“I can’t believe you’ve already hit your Level 70 Class advancement!”

Oriur said as he trudged after her. He was not alone, accompanied by Novis and Bellum, his brother and sister. The group of children made their way back to Mavos Academy, having finished their hunting session. For some odd reason, the nearby forests were starting to populate with all kinds of monsters, and they were the ones who were covertly helping with exterminating them.

While Rachel wondered what caused this sudden surge in monster activity, she was also grateful for it, because she had been able to level up incredibly quickly, even by her standards. Thanks to it, she had become a Level 71 [Mystical Assassin], and she could fell most monsters up to Level 75 due to the rarity of her Class.

Others called her rapid rise in strength to be prodigious. However, she knew that Salvos was far more of a genius than she ever would be.

“I wonder if you’ll reach Level 100 soon…”

Oriur stared at her, amazed. Meanwhile, his two siblings wore jealous looks, having leveled significantly slower than the young girl.

She smiled and waved a hand off dismissively.

“Reaching Level 100 will be much tougher, especially once I get my second Class. And besides being Level 70 doesn’t mean anything, anyway.”

“What do you mean by ‘doesn’t mean anything’?!”

Oriur sputtered. He pointed at her and exclaimed.

“At your level, you’re equivalent to a Platinum Ranked adventurer! And you’re not even thirteen!”

“I actually just turned thirteen. But on a lesser scale, it does mean a lot, sure. And the reason why I am doing all this is to be strong enough to deal with the Centinels coming after Centina, remember?”

Rachel shook her head. She came to a halt right before a cleaning, spotting the two figures who were waiting there for the children.

Looking down at her hands, she purses her lips.

“I won’t be able to deal with an [Evolved Centinel] if they attack us— let alone an [Ancient Centinel], you know?”

Oriur snorted as he strode past her.

“Do you really think an [Ancient Centinel] is going to come after us? There hasn’t been a single [Ancient Centinel] spotted outside of the Bloodied Gulf in centuries!”

“And the Demon King’s last attempted invasion was ten thousand years ago. Just because something is improbable, doesn’t mean it’s impossible. Even then, I’ve seen the impossible happen, so it’s best to prepare for the worst.”

Rachel spoke as she faced Oriur seriously. Behind her, Novis and Bellum nodded eagerly. But in truth, the latter two baby Wyverns just wanted to go out more often because they enjoyed the thrill of the hunt.

“I’m sure we’ll be fine.”

Oriur shrugged as he approached the two figures waiting for them. The first was a Grand Spirit— a [Will O’ Wisp] and their guardian. His name was Willy, and he had come here for the sole purpose of picking them up. But he couldn’t do it alone.

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That was why he came with the second figure, which was not a Spirit. Rather, she was a monster. Her name was Kron, and she was a [Krokodis]. Although, that was not what she looked like right now. Instead, she appeared to be a Human with long red hair, and an androgynous body. Her face was twisted to a scowl as she crossed her arms.

“Finally!”

She exclaimed, making her desire to be anywhere but here evident. And she could have hidden it— masked it along with the disguise she wore over her body. After all, what Rachel currently saw was an illusion.

“If me get caught out here, me will die. Me want go back already.”

Kron said as she drew back. But Willy wasn’t in nearly such a rush. The [Will O’ Wisp flitted forward as the children crowded around him.

“Fun?”

Willy asked. The four children nodded in response. They broke out into a babble of voices, recounting everything they had done.

“We split off into two groups—”

Oriur started, and Novis and Bellum spoke up too. But what they said was barely comprehensible to Rachel.

“We kill! We kill!”

“Grrrr, we also hunt!”

The young girl just nodded as she beamed proudly.