Reincarnated With SSS Deathless Skill in Female Dominated World!



Chapter 85: The Hunter World (2)

"Aimee… I'll get us out of this…" Seraphina crawled to the fallen friend and dropped flat, unable to make a move forward.

But even though she was this tired and wounded, Seraphina bit her lips and forced even more leftovers of her energy reserves to leave this place.

She couldn't tell when enemies would come past them… she couldn't tell what this vast corridor's purpose was and what it was actually connected to.

But she knew that she had to move, that she couldn't lose consciousness.

Otherwise, it was really over.

"You silly woman…" Aimee opened her eyes and lifted her torso, embracing Seraphina. "That wasn't an act, was it?"

"Huh?" Seraphina opened her eyes wide in Aimee's nest, slowly connecting the dots…

Sensing that Seraphina had been serious all this time and that her tears were genuine, Aimee berated herself before getting up to her feet. 

She then pulled Seraphina up and lent her her shoulder, helping the crimson-haired woman move toward the other end of the corridor. Aimee also pushed a medicine into Seraphina's mouth before taking most of her weight onto herself.

"You're fine… which means…" Seraphina whispered, her face turning ashen.

Aimee sighed, "Hunter butted in the middle of my fight against the demon, then feigned a serious attack which he actually used to just send me away from them… and then he made his spectacle."

"B-But…"

"We can't fight against him… at least yet," Aimee looked ahead with bitterness, aware that people who had just become hunters couldn't hunt the real monsters of this world yet.

In the meantime, Seraphina replayed what had just occurred, reading into Hunter's words. Soon, she realized she was mistaken and stupid, carried away by her emotions.

Although it hurt her that she had reacted this way, warm tears slid down her cheeks. Hunter had done all this to keep them away from the demon's lair. It was now their turn to survive this predicament and notify others of what was happening there.

The strong hunters could only peek into this issue!

Still, they could not easily overcome the last hurdle of the monsters scattered around this domain. There were so many of them, and the boss might also be on the lookout.

It was all a matter of the demon's whims.

However, Aimee pointed out that Seraphina's hiding skill. It was an astonishing skill that was their only hope left.

Which meant that Seraphina needed to regenerate her mana to use it.

"I can share it with you. No, I must share it…" Seraphina made a decision.

"Can you? And you sure? It's your sister's present," Aimee asked.

"Yes… we're friends and team… I want the three of us to hunt together again… I want to… apologize to Hunter, too," Seraphina held back her cries, "So we must survive this hell!"

Taking out one of her earrings, Seraphina passed it to Aimee and whispered, "Take this… there's a skill book for The Invisibility Mantle Of Loki inside it. I always kept it close to myself… and the skill book has one more use, meaning my elder sister must have predicted I would share it in the future."

Seraphina couldn't be more grateful.

But that was as far as the predicament of Aimee and Seraphina went.

Noticing that someone was coming in, Aimee put the simple and not eye-catching earring on before peeking into the darkness looming ahead of them, where steps had been rippling.

Soon, a woman whose face Aimee had seen on the tablet made her appearance, flanked by two knights wielding long and black spears.

The woman in the middle was the owner of Region Fritz, Susan Valkoch. Unlike her knights, she was donning a long gown flowing gracefully on her figure, with her hair knitted by exquisite hairpin.

She didn't come here for a battle…

She wasn't even dirtied by blood or the forest…

The same went for her knights.

'Those eyes!' Aimee inwardly shouted, realizing what her stare meant. 'Just like those bastards back home, she thinks we're already done!'

And then, her heart jumped to her throat as Aimee sensed the knights' spear movement. One of them was going for her while another was aiming for Seraphina, who still failed to process that Susan Valkoch wasn't on their side.

Soon, blood was spilled once again.

"A-Aimee!" Seraphina screamed because Aimee had leaned forward, catching the black spear with her hands, stopping the assault to save her...

Which meant that she didn't stop the spear thrusting for her vital spot.

Aimee sneered with blood trickling down her chin, "She's gone through a lot already. Don't wound her."

Susan Valkoch looked into her eyes, "Fine."

"What are you doing?!" Seraphina mustered all strength she had to shout at the noble woman, only to realize from her emotionless eyes that she was working with demons…

…for many years, probably.

"Is this… the hunter world?" Seraphina weakly commented as her head hung low, feeling entirely hopeless and powerless in this scenario.

It felt like the entire world was against them.

That there were only schemes and that they were playing on people's hands while believing they were doing a good cause!

"This is The Hunter World," Susan Valkoch replied, "The world where people like you hunt until they hit an impregnable wall and get devoured by the stronger. Since you came here with the famous male of this yearly exam, you were never meant to be the strongest."

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Getting dragged by Susan's knights, Aimee and Seraphina entered the vast underground world, with the fulgent lake expanding across most of it.

There was a small island in the middle of it on which a tall tree stretched toward the ceiling, rolling down its branches across the entire expanse of the shining lake, casting shadows on it.

But that was as far as the good part about this world went.

The rest was more than horrific and cruel.

On those branches were women hanging with their wrists tied, hovering their bodies above the lake. Some were naked, while some were kitted out in their respective clothes.

And that was what differed people here. Those who were naked were crying and screaming in agony, constantly apologizing and wishing for death.

Those who were clothed were forced to listen to those cries.

"What is this… cruel place?" Seraphina asked as she couldn't believe something like this existed this close to the union… and below one of the nobles' lands, at that.

Aimee remained silent but was also disgusted by the scene.

"Susan? What brings you here?" A male demon called out the noble woman and her knights closer.

Susan looked around and asked, "Where is Lothar?"

"Lothar? Sigh! I thought I'd have a noble pussy for a dinner tonight! It's been a while, Susan! You could think more of me being confined in this boring cave without anything good in sight! You only sit on me when you need something!" The demon complained, shaking his head. "Where's my soda?! I asked for this three times already, you bitches!"

"Even if I came with intercourse in mind, you can't leave this lake yet as it's overseer. Your break is in a week…" Susan ignored the man's order for soda, "As far as I am concerned, I need at least six hours to leave a bed content."

"Haha! What do you need this time, Susan?" The overseer rubbed his hands, "More monsters? More of their habits to make an easy mode for hunters coming to your lands? More poison samples for your stupid researchers and villagers who can't even do fractions? You're so kind welcoming us here I will gladly share more information in exchange for that juicy snatch of yours."

And it was only so precious because they were working together.

Should Susan lose her noble status, she would taste worse than shit, for she had already been smashed so many times.

The demon guffawed as he thought about it!

"Because I'm risking a lot by giving you the star of this yearly exam so early… what I want is more precious now," Susan spoke in a sharp and confident voice… as if that mattered here.

The demon leaned forward, only to turn around as one of his demonesses brought a plate with a glass of soda on it! He took it with twinkling eyes, drank it in one go, and then smashed the empty glass on the demonesses' head.

"Making me call for soda three times! Bitch! You better be in my bed when I get a break!"

"If I happen to be late, I shall kill myself to not soil The Queen Lilith's name, Master Gilmore!"

"Good bitch! You see how lucky you are that you fucking succubi finally got someone with a head on her shoulders?! If it weren't for Lilith, you wouldn't be one of the thirteen lineages of the Demon World! You would still be under Lord Asmodeus, and a piece of shit like you wouldn't have a chance to be in my demon unit! Now, turn around!"

The skimpy-clothed demoness turned around to receive a slap on her ass from her master.

And then, Master Gilmore harrumphed, "Fuck off my sight now." He turned to Susan, "So? As you heard, we will have some guests in a week. Now, tell me what you want?"

"I want to expand my Region Fritz," Susan's eyes gleamed with a thirst for land.

Hearing this request, Aimee narrowed her eyes, 'Yes… the royal competition is soon… they will fight for more lands in a friendly competition, with no schemes behind it! As if I would believe it now… so this waste of a noble wants a demon's power to win some land…'

Gilmore had a similar thinking process, "I'll have to consult that with Lothar… he might join our bed, which I dislike, but your request is a little too much! It also depends on how good that man is. Anyway, these two are his companions, right? Let's hang them without touching them! See, Susan? Unlike you, women of this shitty world that is only treasure because of big brother Lucifer, we, men, have a few precious women in our hearts! If our new friend treasures them, he will grow to hate his seniors! I don't want that! I will keep them hanging intact on the tree's branch and have them talk with our little prey here! That much is fine! He will understand me! Haha!"

Following this order, the tree extended one of its many branches, scooping up Aimee and Seraphina. They were soon hanging above the lake.

And one of their neighbors turned out to be quite loud…

"Susan Valkoch! Come up here! I will cast a curse at you! Y-you! You! You dummy!"

She was an orange-haired girl who had just turned of age.

Keeping most of her face hidden beneath the big hat, she wore a white witch-like attire inspired by a gothic theme. She was much shorter compared to ripe Aimee and Seraphina, and on top of her loud voice and childish curses, she acted quite spoiled, looking like their boisterous little sister.

"Just call her a bitch and be over with it," Aimee complained.

"W-what?! It's unbecoming of a lady like me to use such words!"