Chapter 113: The Racist Bloodkin
Molly was baffled.
Her private bath had been invaded by those pesky humans, she had witnessed their lewd entanglement, and now this presumptuous human was challenging her to a duel. Did they think she was a pushover?
How ridiculous!
Did she really look that weak?
Well, maybe a little.
But Molly, as a noble of the night, the youngest genius of the bloodkin, how could she lose to a mere Priest? Besides, fighting someone like this would be a laughingstock…
Molly sneered. “I’ll give you a chance, kill yourself.”
Angel was taken aback. “Are you joking?”
Molly chuckled coldly. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you, once I use Blood Magic, no one here will survive, including that deer. Think carefully before you act.”
“Oh, I’m not afraid, bring it on.”
Angel adopted a fighting stance, holy magic shimmering in her hands.
“…Didn’t you hear me?!”
Molly took a deep breath, calming herself. “Let Lena come, I don’t want to fight you. Only the strong are worthy of my magic, only the strong deserve my attention, understand?”
“What are you afraid of?”
“I said I’m not afraid!”
Molly slipped up again, forgetting her “I,” her face flushing.
She seemed to be led by Angel, falling into her trap.
Was this a delaying tactic? Despicable human, how cunning!
“In short, I will only fight the strongest among you, one match decides everything, the loser submits, the winner has absolute authority over this lake. Going back on your word makes you a dog.”
Molly put her hands on her hips, her expression haughty.
There was no hesitation or fear in her voice, only impatience, like someone desperate to get home and delete their browsing history.
Angel suddenly envied Molly’s nonchalant attitude towards battle, a sense of hidden wisdom.
“I understand.”
“Then move aside!”
Molly was truly impatient, stamping her foot and punching the air, resisting the urge to hit Angel.
“You’re so annoying, stupid human!”
“I will protect Lena today,” Angel stood firm. “So no matter what you say, I won’t move. Your opponent is me.”
She was now ninety percent sure she could defeat this bloodkin effortlessly.
Lena listened to their exchange, a realization dawning on her…
“I see, I was too slow to react.”
“Right? A devil is no match for an angel, this is a victory for justice, yay~” Angel’s eyebrows curved into a playful smile, sending a smug look at Lena.
The look sent shivers down Lena’s spine, her heart skipping a beat. “You’re the best…”
“Of course I am.”
They exchanged smiles, chuckling.
“You…?” Ka Ka looked at them, her hesitant steps betraying her desire to join the conversation. “Can you share with me? I mean, if you’re willing, can I also listen…?”
The innocent deer girl was as adorable as the little fox girl, her agility and thick fur making her a reliable “mount.”
Lena had a good impression of Ka Ka, so she didn’t refuse.
She beckoned the curious deer girl and Little White, who was munching on a Red Dragon Fruit, forming a small circle, excluding Molly. “We’ll whisper, so she can’t hear.”
“Yes, yes, tell me, Lena.”
“Awoo~”
The three girls and a dragon whispered among themselves.
Molly suddenly wanted to know what they were talking about.
Were they talking about her?
Or discussing how to defeat her?
At least, ‘that’ couldn’t be exposed.
Thinking of her secret, Molly became anxious, her small wings fluttering before settling down.
Molly realized she couldn’t delay any longer. “Are you done yet? Why are you so slow to fight?”
“Almost.”
Two words floated over.
Followed by laughter, Ka Ka also understood, covering her mouth, unable to contain her smile.
“Hey!!” Molly was truly exasperated.
They had wasted so much time. If it weren’t for her pride, she would have flown away long ago, ignoring these foolish humans!
After all…
She could only use her magic once a day, how stupid.
Why had God given her such a profession, it was so unfair!
Molly knew the power of her magic. With enough time to prepare, leveling this lake wouldn’t be a problem.
Hmph, it was all the humans’ fault, their greed.
Encroaching on the bloodkin’s territory with their noisy machines.
Molly, as a native bloodkin, had no love for humans, not hating them was already an act of mercy, especially with their inherent racism.
She didn’t think humans deserved sympathy, but she was a rational bloodkin. She knew these humans didn’t deserve to die, so her previous threats were just empty words.
However, she had to fight today.
Relying on her professional abilities, she could at least take one of them down with her, then, according to the duel’s rules, she would be the victor, just like before, crushing these insignificant humans beneath her feet.
…
Ka Ka’s slender hooves touched the ground, and she raised her hand, then lowered it.
“Begin.”
Angel’s Holy Light was effective against undead creatures, but its effect on a bloodkin like Molly was minimal.
A healer with no offensive abilities, what was there to fear?
Molly didn’t even need to use her special ability; her strength alone was enough to defeat Angel.
She was incredibly strong, capable of carrying prey several times her own weight. Even her father, the Bloodkin Duke, had praised her natural talent, saying she should have been born a bull-headed beastkin.
Molly didn’t want to admit it, but it was true.
A bloodkin princess excelling in strength, not Blood Magic, how absurd.
It was like God closing a door and then boarding up the window, handing you a shovel and telling you to fend for yourself.
Molly clenched her fists. “Hmph, since you insist on dying, I’ll be serious for once.”
Her pupils dilated, the endless sea of blood in her eyes seemingly about to be engulfed by a brilliant golden light.
Faint golden flames flickered around Molly, her aura intensifying, finally reaching the peak of rank three.
The hellish flames could incinerate anything, melt even stone.
The membranes of her wings turned translucent, blood vessels pulsing beneath the surface, slowly unfurling…
Fully extended!
A gust of wind swept through the air, her wingspan reaching five meters. Even adult bloodkin could barely reach three meters. Molly’s size was a testament to her exceptional talent, far surpassing ordinary bloodkin.
Lena mentally assessed Molly’s rank…
