“Hey, Huayin, are you sure we’re really okay being here…?”
Although Ingrid had already been at the Casino on the top floor of the Nightclub for quite some time, she still found it hard to get used to the atmosphere.
The people here were all a bit odd—like they were very busy, yet carried a trace of madness in their eyes, a kind of ambition burning in them as if vowing to make a comeback.
“It’s normal not to be used to it, Ingrid. Don’t let the extravagant decorations throw you off. No matter how high-class or luxurious this place looks, it’s still a Casino at the end of the day. There’s no need to mingle with those around us. They’re all just gambling addicts—ever heard the saying, ‘gamblers never die a good death’?”
“Got it…”
Ingrid withdrew her gaze from the surrounding gaming tables, nervously squeezing the Rapier hidden under her skirt at her inner thigh.
If it came to fighting, she could at least handle herself, but acting like the proper lady she was supposed to be in a place like this…
It was just too hard for her…
Thankfully, she had Huayin with her. Even though both the Beltans and the Phoenix Family were great clans, it was obvious Huayin was far more familiar with places like this than she was.
Ingrid couldn’t help but grow curious—why would a genuine young lady like Huayin choose to become a Demon Hunter?
“By the way, Huayin, I saw the teacher actually agreed to be your maid? That’s incredible. I haven’t spent much time with her, but I always felt Ms. Ange was the type of person with a lot of pride…”
“Uh…”
Huayin was momentarily at a loss for words. How was she supposed to explain?
She couldn’t just come out and say, “Your teacher might soon become my wife, so of course I can order her around however I want. Being a maid is nothing—in fact, even a Star Fury wouldn’t be too much…”
Of course, the rest was something Huayin didn’t have the face to say out loud.
“You’ll get used to it. Ms. Ange is clearly the type to put the mission first. If necessary, I bet she could even pull off pretending to be our mom.”
“Really? Looks like I underestimated a Demon Hunter’s professionalism. As expected, the mission comes first, hunting demons above all else.”
“Yeah… of course… of course.”
No, Ingrid, you’re overestimating her. She’s just a decadent silver-haired big sister—other than being able to fight a little, she can’t even control her own lower body.
Huayin grumbled inwardly about Ange.
She even started to wonder, if things really got to the point of talking marriage with Ange, should she consider asking Ingrid to be her bridesmaid?
She’d have to! At that time, Ingrid would finally see just what kind of person her teacher was—a wicked woman who takes advantage of her students!
“Hey? Move.”
Hm?
As Huayin was sipping her drink, she suddenly picked up on a hurried voice.
Then, right before their eyes, a large number of guards began to leave their posts.
Normally, these guards would be stationed here to protect the Casino’s guests.
What could be so urgent that they all had to leave at once?
“Hey! It’s those two! The ones who came with her!”
“Tch! Demon Hunters!”
What?!
Huayin and Ingrid rose to their feet at the same time—they were surrounded by the Casino’s guards.
Some guests nearby began to watch them curiously, though most just kept their attention on their own tables, hoping for one last lucky break.
“We’ve been found out?”
“Looks like it, Ingrid.”
Back-to-back, the two carefully observed the people in front of them—a thick demonic aura had already begun to emanate from their enemies.
“Little War Demons? Little Night Demons? And… an Octopus Monster?”
“You recognize them all, Huayin?”
“Of course, I’ve seen them before.”
“This is my first time.”
“Ho, so can you handle it? This is the real deal.”
“No problem.”
Ingrid ripped open her skirt, drawing the Rapier from her inner thigh.
The Rapier, crafted with Enchantment Craft, swiftly extended, and Ingrid raised it with one hand, adopting a fighting stance.
“Heh, you really look the part.”
Huayin also drew her Magic Wand from her waist, the tip instantly bursting into flame.
As a Phoenix, the flaming wings on her back began to burn brightly.
“Let’s make it a contest, Ingrid.”
“This is a fight, Huayin. We’re not here to play.”
Tsk, what a fake—our teacher already played me plenty.
Huayin prodded Ingrid’s back with the tip of her Magic Wand, smirking mischievously.
“These are just the lowest tier of demons. Let’s see who can kill more, how about that?”
“I’d rather not. Can’t get distracted in battle.”
Ingrid struck first, slashing out at the oncoming demon, who swung a Giant Warhammer down at her.
Unexpectedly, the seemingly heavy warhammer was pierced straight through by Ingrid’s Rapier.
Withdrawing her Rapier from the warhammer, Ingrid spun it at high speed, creating a whirlwind that skewered the Little War Demon before her like a cork.
“How is that possible?! That’s just a Rapier?! How can it beat a giant hammer?!”
“Is—Is her strength really greater than ours?!”
“Mere humans!”
The demons grew restless. Huayin stopped restraining her flames, brandishing her Magic Wand.
Fire Rain erupted from her back, crashing down on the demons in a torrential storm.
More than five demons instantly lost the ability to resist.
“Ha! Looks like I’m going to win!”
“Hmm…”
Although Ingrid hadn’t agreed to the wager, a spark of competitive fire still ignited in her eyes.