The moment Kaya Hartley appeared, I was already in the shadows, observing the battle that was about to take place. Since I can't provide any help, the best option is to just stay aside and watch. Yet, the battle that was about to take place shook even me. clang clang Every time their weapons clash, the ripples and shockwaves transmitted into the surrounding environment are enough to make everyone step back. Some even suffered broken bones from the aftermath of the battle. It was a bloody scene. "Even after all this time, it looks like I'm still far behind you." I heard the voice of the Demon Contractor coming through their collision, and it sounded familiar. 'Where...where have I heard this voice before?' I asked myself. I feel like I should know this sound, but my memory doesn't give me a clear answer. It seemed that Kaya felt the same way, because I saw her eye twitch slightly, obviously in some annoyance. The Demon Contractor is very strong, and the monsters wreaking havoc around them are enough to prove that they have made adequate preparations.
When the Demon Contractor attempted to restore himself by absorbing the life force of others, Kaya immediately noticed this and tried to intercept it. But it was a bait, which exposed her weakness. Boom, bang, crack, bang The Devil Contractor delivered a full-force blow, nearly ending Kaya's life and destroying all the glass protecting the exhibits. The moment I saw the glass shatter, suddenly, an idea came to my mind. 'This is an opportunity. 'This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. 'Everyone's attention was focused on the fight and someone broke the glass for me. The only thing that might affect me is the camera. ' I looked around and identified the locations of the cameras one by one. 'Every camera has been broken. ' After all, there was no way the blast wave that broke the glass protecting the exhibits would not also break a camera. When I saw this, I took the opportunity to quietly move in the shadows and grabbed the moonstone along with some other materials I had lying around and placed them into my bracelet. I quickly took it and returned to my original position, continuing to observe the battle. Kaya Hartley dazzled me with the efficiency with which she used her mana and weapons. Even the instructors at the academy could not match such a strong woman in terms of fighting skills. I tried to keep my best observation, but even that was difficult because they were moving so fast that I couldn't really see clearly. But one thing is certain, the battle is turning in Kaya's favor. She suppressed the demon contractors and monsters with her skills. 'But this isn't right. Since they were so well prepared, they must have known about Kaya Hartley's skills. There must be a problem. ' I thought. 'Their goal should be something else. ' As I thought this, my eyes fell on the girl hiding behind the wall with her knees hugged to her chest. Jane Hartley, Ethan's deceased niece.
'Is it her?' ' At that moment, I realized what their goal was. Everything became clear, and at that moment the last piece of the puzzle fell into place. This innocent child was curled up there because of fear. She is their target. Bang At that moment, I suddenly felt my heart beating faster. 'A demon contractor has arrived. ' Then, a man suddenly appeared behind the girl with a dagger in his hand. “Hoo…Hoo…” I saw the man grab the girl and she was struggling desperately to get free. But she had no way of breaking free, after all, she was just a little girl. Bang Bang I saw the little girl looking at Kaya with tearful eyes, and my heart beat faster again. My eyes turned cold. Hatred rose in my heart. The scene at that time reappeared in my mind. I saw myself helplessly watching everything unfold. 'I won't let it happen again. ' I swore to myself. 'I won't let you do whatever you want. ' Whether it is changing the plot or changing the world. I don't care. I will never let a man who sold his soul to the devil do whatever he wants. I'm going to kill you. I will wipe you out of this world. Just like those demons, no one associated with them will be spared. I pulled the weapon from my bracelet and pointed it at the man. I don't know if the bullet would kill him normally, but at that moment, there was nothing in my mind except anger and hatred. I instinctively injected mana into the weapon, and it instantly turned blue. Go to hell.
Bang! I pulled the trigger. ...... "Excuse me, can I talk to you for a minute?" Just as I was about to leave, suddenly, the female officer who had spoken to Kaya Hartley turned her attention to me. "I want to ask you a few questions." She walked towards me with a smile, but I could see a hint of contempt on her face. 'Smell of cigarettes. Not a high-end brand. She may be smoking pure 'Glow Leaf', possibly due to childhood trauma. Lack of sleep, insomnia symptoms are now showing. She has been on duty since last night. She is single, lives alone, and has a poor diet. She eats a high-fat diet and uses low-quality skin care products and makeup. She has a cat at home. No, two cats, one male and one female.' I observed the woman, analyzing her appearance. Glow Leaf is a drug specifically designed to affect hunters who are physically and mentally strong. It has the effects of nicotine and is very addictive, causing hyperactivity and many other negative effects. "Excuse me." I replied. Even if I refused her here, she could use her power to take me away by force. There was no need to make her suspicious of me. I've already had an unexpected bonus, so there's no need to complicate things. The woman's expression remained polite, but I could sense the underlying edge in her words. She made a gentle gesture, indicating that she wanted to go to a quieter place with fewer people. We found a corner away from the hustle and bustle, and she turned her eyes to me. "Thank you for your cooperation," she began, her eyes determined. "I am Inspector Miller, responsible for handling cases involving demonic contractors. I have noticed your presence in the events that have occurred here." I nodded slightly, accepting her introduction. "I'm just a witness," I replied, my words carefully chosen. I didn't intend to reveal too much information about myself, especially my special abilities. Inspector Miller observed me for a moment, her eyes sharp and assessing. "We rarely encounter witnesses who remain so calm in such a chaotic situation," she said with disdain, eyeing me with obvious suspicion. "I'm a student at the Hunter Academy." I met her eyes and kept calm. This answer was enough. "Are you a student at the academy? Please let me confirm. Do you have your ID?" she asked, and I took out my watch. The watches of the Arcadia Hunter Academy have the function of integrating ID cards, which is not a feature of every academy. "Morse Scott. A student at the Arcadia Hunter Academy." She looked at the information I displayed, paused for a second, and then read it out. "Arcadia Hunter Academy!" Then, the reaction I expected came quickly. "I see. If you were a student of that academy, you would be able to calm down and understand." After she finished speaking, her eyes still didn't leave me. "Well, I won't beat around the bush. Can you tell me what you saw here?" Her question was direct, but her eyes were always fixed on me, as if she was searching for something hidden behind my words, trying to guess it through my reaction. "I was here when it all started," I answered, keeping my voice even. "I saw the monsters and the demon contractors attacking. The chaos, the people running away, and then the confrontation between the demon contractor and the woman you were just talking to." I omitted any details that might reveal my unique abilities, trying to make myself as ordinary as possible. After all, I couldn't say I was the one who fired the gun or the one who got the moonstone. “I see,” Inspector Miller said, seeming to accept my answer. “Thank you for your cooperation.” She continued to study me, her eyes not relaxing. I could sense the weight of her suspicion, even though she didn't say it explicitly. However, her next question indicated that she was probing deeper. “Did you happen to overhear any details that might be relevant?” she asked in a casual but focused tone. “Did anything in the conversation, behavior, or interaction stand out to you?” I paused, pretending to consider her question carefully, but ultimately, I knew what response I was going to choose. "I did hear a few bits of the conversation," I answered. "The Devil Contracted seemed to be mocking the woman named Kaya, about her priorities and actions. He mentioned something about karma," I answered. This answer will definitely reach Kaya's ears, and that woman will definitely eliminate me. However, as a student of Arcadia Hunter Academy, she will not easily contact me, which will make her want to make a deal with me.
Inspector Miller's eyes remained fixed on me, and I couldn't help but feel that she was trying to read more into my expression. "Interesting," she mused. "So, did you see any attackers trying to grab the exhibits during the chaos?" she asked. I see that this question is obviously directed at me, because I just used the [Shadow] feature and the bracelet to take some materials, and these were not noticed. I shook my head, keeping a genuinely clueless look. "No, I didn't notice anything like that. It was a very chaotic situation and I was focused on keeping myself safe." This was a response that would satisfy the listener who was analyzing my tone in the recording. Yes, recording. Right now, this woman is recording me, and it's likely that Kaya Hartley asked her to investigate me. She nodded, as if considering my answer, her lips slightly pursed in thought. "What about the shooting? Did you see it?" The question was also directed at me, but this time it was a little softer. She didn't seem to doubt that I was the one who fired the shot, and neither did Kaya. After shooting the Devil Contracted, I quickly hid the gun in my bracelet and stepped out of the shadows, revealing myself, an unconventional move not often taken by attackers. Doing this allowed me to avoid Kaya Hartley's heightened perception. She was no ordinary person, and if she suspected that I was the one who fired the shot, it would cause trouble in the future. Without hesitation, I answered, “I heard gunshots. But despite my best efforts to locate their source, I could not pinpoint them. I felt that I might be in danger because an unknown assailant was hiding somewhere, but he was too powerful for me to handle on my own.” Inspector Miller seemed to accept my answer, though her scrutiny did not abate. “Thank you for your candor,” she said finally. “We rarely meet people as calm as you in these situations.” I nodded my thanks. "I'm trained to stay calm in stressful situations. Unfortunately, I didn't offer any help," I replied with a guilty conscience. In fact, I didn't. She smiled back, but her eyes didn't change. "That's a very valuable skill. Well, I won't take up any more of your time. If you think of or notice anything that might be relevant to this case, feel free to contact me," she said, handing me one of her business cards. "clear." "If anything relevant comes up during the investigation, we will make a request to the college. We would be very grateful if you could cooperate." She said this with a professional smile and turned away. But I could still see those little hints of doubt in her. This woman wasn't great at hiding her emotions and her perspective on the situation. But in the end, those doubts didn't matter. After all, they were unfounded. "Please wait a moment. We need to confirm that you don't have any items from the museum on you." After she said this, she left. Then, a group of people came over and started searching me for space items. And I just happened to have props for this kind of situation. After confirming that there was nothing else, they left.
