Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

"Huh….This was hard…."

After Ethan had his own awakening, the group of youngsters was able to deal with the enemies coming into them with a lot more space to spare. Adding the fact that the mana disturbance was also about to go down, the battle reached the point where demonic humans were losing.

Thanks to the Anti-Demon Team that also arrived as support, the situation was already under control.

And because of that, they now had the chance to look around. Since the enemy's strength wasn't something to scoff at, all of the members were busy themselves.

SWOOSH! BOOM!

Though, there was a girl who now had the chance to show off.

"DIE! DIE! DIE!"

Irina, with her red hair fluttering between the ashes of her fire, was taking her anger out of the demonic humans, using her fire magic.

"She is mad," Ethan said as he looked into the figure of the girl.

THUD!

"Yes, she is," Lucas added immediately, leaving himself on the table and lying there. His clothes were tattered, and there were some bleeding wounds, but even then, he looked fine. "She probably felt useless when the mana disturbance was around. Contrary to us, she is a mage, so without mana, she is quite a baggage."

"You know, you better not say it into her face, right?"

"Of course, man. Do you think I have a death wish or something?"

"Lucas, don't slack off." At that second, a man with a bulky build came. He was carrying a Warhammer in his hand.

"Yeah, yeah…. Just leave me alone, Carl."

"We can't stop now; the enemies are still there." Contrary to Lucas' dismissive tone, Carl didn't budge in. His serious expression and eyes were piercing through the young man lying on the table.

"Man, can't you see the battle is already over? Just cut me some slack."

Just as Carl said, there were still some sounds of fighting that could be heard, but most of the demonic humans were retreating back to portals, and those portals were closing one by one.

"DON'T LET THEM LEAVE! ATTACK!"

"ATTEND THE WOUNDED!"

Like a battlefield, some of the Blackthorn Family's forces were trying to pursue the retreating enemy, while clerics that were called were attending to the wounded.

"Yeah, we can afford to rest a little now." Julia also approached the group, in her hand, a broken sword.

"You broke your sword?" Ethan asked.

"It was just a random crap. Our family's swordsmanship can not be used with any normal sword." Julia replied, shrugging off.

Just as she said, both she and Lucas needed to change their swords frequently in this fight, and that almost cost them their lives.

15:17

"I guess that is true." Ethan nodded as he also watched the fight. His body was also tattered, and the injuries he had sustained were a lot more severe than others.

"You know, you need to get treatment," Julia said, looking at his wounds. "This is not something that you can ignore."

"Treatment?" Ethan looked clueless for a second, but as his eyes followed Julia's fingers, he finally realized the wounds he had accumulated.

"You were into fighting, weren't you? The fact that you are not even feeling the pain."

"..." Ethan didn't answer, but he only looked at the dead bodies that were carried by the personnel. He remembered the words that were spoken by the demonic human at that time.

'Humanity is a weakness.'

The reason why he remembered those words was not because they were meaningful. It was because they conveyed how distorted these people were, if you could call them even people.

"You don't need to think about it too much." At that moment, Julia spoke. She was also looking at the same place.

"..."

"Demonic humans," Julia said, echoing Ethan's thoughts. "They're nothing more than monsters. People who've abandoned their humanity in exchange for power."

"….."

"So, you don't need to think of them as humans anymore. They are nothing but thrash that lost their own purpose in this life." She said as she slowly touched the metallic part of her blade. "This is the only thing they deserve."

"Yeah, you may be right," Ethan said, slowly standing. "But, I don't believe every evil in this world is irredeemable."

"Redeeming…..They won't ever want to redeem themselves, and you know it too."

"Yeah….But, it is the 'humanity' that makes us at least try, isn't it? Some people are just misunderstood or broken, and if we had just discarded them, this would make us no different than them."

As he said that, a certain gloomy boy came into his mind.

'What would he say if he was here, I wonder?'

Ethan thought as he started walking, with a slight smile lingering on his lips. For some reason, he wanted to exchange punches with him right now while talking. Those practical lessons were something he did enjoy.

'I guess I will talk to him when I return to the academy.'

However, right now, it was a little hard for him to do that since the pain in his wounds slowly started coming back.

"Please come here." Just as he was walking, a clerk came to him and immediately started attending to his wounds.

"Please drink this." First, she gave him a potion, and then she accelerated the healing process using her healing trait.

"You can leave now."

"Thank you."

With a nod of gratitude, he prepared to leave. However, as he turned, his attention was drawn to a commotion between the estate guards and the head butler.

The way they were talking to themselves and the way the head butler was looking angry was something that he couldn't ignore.

His intuition was telling him that he was about to hear something important.

"You can't contact young master Kaiser?"

"Yes. There is no reply coming from them."

The moment Head Butler heard that, suddenly, his eyes opened wide.

"Don't tell me!"

He knew the procedure that would be followed when one of the heirs was in danger, so he knew Kaiser was being escorted to the safe room.

SWOOSH!

And immediately, the head-butler disappeared from space as he rushed to the location he had in his mind.

'This will make things quite complicated.'

Ethan thought as he started returning to where everyone was standing. After all, the fact that the heir of the Blackthorn family was missing would mean the Blackthorn family was going to look for revenge, and a possible annihilation was about to occur.

*******

"Shocking News."

Inside my room, I was listening to the words of the news reporter while I was looking at the artifacts in my bracelet.

The news anchor on the television screen adjusted his tie and cleared his throat as he prepared to deliver the latest report. The headline read "The Heir of the Blackthorn Family Missing from Grand Banquet."

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," the anchor began, his voice filled with a mix of urgency and gravitas. "We bring you a breaking news story that has sent shockwaves throughout the city. The heir of the prestigious Blackthorn Family, Kaiser Blackthorn, has gone missing during the family's grand banquet, an event that was attended by the city's elite."

As I heard the news, I nodded my head.

'Just as I expected, this still happened.' The event of Kaiser Blackthorn's disappearance or abductance was something that would inevitably happen.

Since that person was the one who was hunting him down, it was something that would sooner or later happen and something that I wasn't even planning to interfere with.

After all, for me, Kaiser Blackthorn was just a random nobody, and it wasn't my responsibility to save him.

While I was thinking that, the camera shifted to show images of the opulent banquet hall, with a backdrop of the sprawling Blackthorn estate.

The hall had been transformed into a scene of chaos earlier in the evening, with reports of an organized attack by an unknown group of assailants.

"Earlier today, the Blackthorn Family's grand banquet was thrown into turmoil as a group of unidentified intruders launched an assault," the anchor continued. "The security forces and the estate guards were quick to respond, and the situation is now under control. However, in the midst of this chaotic event, the heir, Kaiser Blackthorn, has gone missing."

The screen displayed a striking image of Kaiser Blackthorn, his confident and poised demeanor contrasting sharply with the current crisis.

"The-"

Just as the news reporter was about to continue, I shut the channel down. From this point on, the words they would speak would be simply rubbish to control the public reaction, and that wouldn't be helpful at all.

"The Blackthorn's will be mad."

I mumbled as I looked at my loot.

The things that I had taken from the vault were things that were rare, but at the same time, they weren't extremely valuable.

The reason for that was to play it safe simply.

Considering the fact that the Blackthorn family had an immense amount of influence and they would be madly looking for clues about the attackers, I didn't have the luxury of looting everything down.

They will probably think that their belongings were stolen by the ones that had kidnapped Kaiser and attacked the banquet.

Because of that, they will also search the market using their resources since finding anything related to those items would possibly lead them to Kaiser.

This was the reason why I didn't take things that were incredibly rare and things I was not going to use.

Since the moment I sell those things, I am going to put myself in a position of danger. But this role doesn't apply to things that I will personally use or things that were hard to track by normal means.

[Armor of Unknown] was the first one. Since I am personally going to use it, I don't need to keep it safe.

"This is the second one." Mumbling like that, I grabbed the second thing that I would use for myself.

[Returning Blades]

A special type of blade that was designed in a specific Aerodynamical way and enhanced by the runes.

A bunch of throwable daggers that would return to their owner whenever called. That was their property. The connection between the daggers and the user won't go down unless the mana is being supplied.

This was a pretty sought item in the game since they opened a bright new way of playing the game.

Lastly, it is one of the most sought-after materials in the game.

A material that could be solely obtained by the Blackthorns and no one else.

[Morphium.]

The material which can open countless different possibilities for a weapon.

The material that would enable one's weapon to change its form.

Aside from those, the rest were nothing but a bunch of rubbish to me.

Thus, I did what was the best.

[Horde]

Contacted the special team that I hired….