Chapter 137 Figure
The young girl in the dark green combat suit was moving through the forest. Her somewhat sluggish movements proved that her current state was not too good. Her usually cold face showed a few more expressions of pain, but even so, she was still dragging her battered body towards the outer edge of the training ground.
After all, this was the only way Kazumi could escape besides using her abilities. In the girl’s guess, the true purpose of this so-called Mokuonshin was unlikely to be herself, but rather more like a slaughter of students participating in the exam as a show of force to Shikoku Gakuin.
Therefore, guarding the central Black Tower and waiting for the students who would test to come to them was the best method.
As for Kazumi, escaping towards the outer edge of the training ground was her best option. Whether it was because the further they were from the center tower, the less efficient the enemy’s killing would be, or because the teachers coming to rescue from the outside were also coming from the outside, it was all more advantageous for Kazumi’s escape.
“Now, the question is, whether I, this somewhat troublesome ‘prey,’ am worth being pursued this far.”
Looking back at the central Black Tower in the distance, which was no longer clearly visible, a fierce glint flashed in the girl’s eyes. A Skull Phantom appeared and disappeared on her wrist.
Her small tricks while escaping should be enough to wear down the opponent for some time. If they still had to go through great lengths to pursue her, it would undoubtedly be a waste of their time. In Kazumi’s estimation, this guy, who she didn’t know if it was truly Mokuonshin, would most likely give up on her, who had already run this far.
But there’s always an unexpected event. If the opponent was truly coming to kill her, Kazumi would not advise against letting him try her true trump card.
Although her territory had not fully grown yet, relying on the lethal damage of Undead Creatures against flesh and blood creatures, combined with her desperate Death Aura attack, she might indeed cause him considerable trouble when he was not prepared.
After all, regardless of whether the opponent was the true Mokuonshin or not, his ability to utilize natural power was not fake. If a large amount of Death Aura was thrown at him, he would at least wilt a few times.
It seemed she couldn’t walk any further, so Kazumi stopped, found a spot shaded by the tree trunk and bushes, and without minding the dirtiness of the surrounding environment, she crawled in.
“Huu— Ssss—”
Finally stopping, Kazumi sat down on the ground, but the piercing pain in her thigh and left hand that followed.
She hadn’t felt it that much when adrenaline was flowing, but when the tension in her body finally relaxed, the bone-chilling pain surged into the girl’s mind.
“Tsk, did the wound split open…”
Biting the dagger in her right hand, the girl lowered her head to examine the condition of her right leg.
The hastily applied bandage was now completely stained dark red with blood and dirt, stuck to the torn pants of the combat suit.
“But now, I have nothing to stop the bleeding…”
The girl knitted her brows and looked at the surrounding environment. Kazumi had deliberately let the opponent focus on the small box on her waist to set a trap for “Mr. Kimura” with alcohol from the medical kit. This resulted in her being completely unable to find anything usable now.
In a sense, Kazumi had escaped the pursuit of the opponent. Based on the opponent’s speed, if they hadn’t caught up by now, they had basically given up, or perhaps couldn’t find Kazumi’s location.
But for the girl, rather than pinning her hopes of survival on the opponent not finding her, or on the academy teachers who had yet to arrive.
The girl had always believed in herself more than anything!
Thinking of this, Kazumi decisively took the dagger from her mouth, unfastened the heavy combat suit, revealing the sportswear shirt underneath.
Grabbing the hem of the shirt with her only usable right hand, she brought it up to her mouth, revealing the girl’s smooth, fair abdomen.
Biting down hard on a corner of the shirt with her teeth, she then used the dagger to cut at the shirt.
Since Kazumi could only use her right hand and teeth at this time, after a small amount of effort, the girl managed to cut out a clean strip of cloth of sufficient size from her torn shirt.
She tore off the contaminated bandage stuck to the wound. There was a strangely satisfying sensation when the strip stuck to the flesh and blood was torn off. Blood quickly welled up from the torn wound.
Kazumi grimaced and bit the cloth strip, coordinating with her single hand and mouth, she finally managed to re-dress the wound.
Having completed the most important task at hand, Kazumi breathed a sigh of relief. What she could do now was probably hide here properly and wait for the academy’s rescue.
There was also dealing with the wound and conserving energy, in case when the opponent pursued again, she would have no power to resist.
“However, now, should I use my abilities to transfer my position…”
Looking at the pitch-black surroundings, Kazumi felt a strange sense of calm and began to consider whether to use the earth-burrowing ability of [Black Coffin] without anyone seeing, to transfer herself to a safer outer area without a trace.
However, considering that the closer she got to the outer edge, the more likely she was to encounter the Hero Teachers coming to rescue her, if the coffin emitting a Death Aura was seen by them, Kazumi would have no way to explain it, so the girl ultimately gave up on this thought.
“Rustle rustle—”
Just as the girl slightly relaxed her always tense body and leaned against the tree trunk to rest for a moment, the sound from the bushes in front of her startled the girl, causing her to stand up. The Skull Mark on her right hand gathered, ready to activate her abilities for a triple combo of Coffin, Ghoul, and Death Aura.
The sound from the bushes grew closer, and the girl brought her physical state to the highest level. A dense Death Aura was concentrated but not emitted, and she stared solemnly at the grass in front of her.
“Swish—”
The bushes, half as tall as a person, were roughly pushed aside, accompanied by the sound of boots rubbing against the grass. A not-too-tall figure emerged from them. Just as Kazumi was about to unleash the energy in her hand to summon a coffin, a familiar and somewhat surprised voice came from in front of her.
“Kazumi?!?!”
