Vivian at a Dead End (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

"Here, the Vampire King's Nail. This piece is yours!"

Loghart reached into his inner pocket and took out a crimson, razor-sharp nail fragment half the size of a palm.

There was still uncoagulated blood on the nail fragment, as if it had just been freshly torn off.

But Ahab did not care where the nail had come from. Without the slightest fuss, he put it away.

"Go on, go on! How boring."

Loghart waved his hand, starting to shoo them away.

"Hey, wait. Where's my Vampire King's Nail?"

Vivian was not having that. She shook her head, her two ponytails tied from dark-red hair bobbing up and down.

"Why should you get one?"

Loghart shot the question back at Vivian in an unfriendly tone.

"You just said that even if we tore off a piece of your clothes, you'd give each of us a piece of the Vampire King's Nail!"

Vivian argued loudly.

"There was an unspoken condition in that. You had to break through my Defensive Sorcery. Don't think you can play dumb with me just because you're a girl!"

Loghart thrust out his bulging belly, his tone ice-cold.

"But you clearly gave one to Ahab Gul!"

Vivian's upper and lower rows of pearly teeth had already clenched together.

"That was... that was because I admired his skill! I gave it to him of my own free will.

"Why didn't you dare bite through your own tongue and come up swinging?"

Vivian understood now.

Wasn't this just blatant bullying the weak and fearing the strong?

Because Ahab Gul was cunning, sinister, and vicious, Loghart was afraid of being hated and retaliated against by him.

You think you're not afraid of my revenge? Don't tell me you think I can't beat you!

If it weren't for the Demon Hunter Wizard Project requiring her to keep a low profile...

Hmph!

Vivian caught up to Ahab, who was leaving, and Tolia in a few quick strides.

"Ahab Gul, give me half of that nail."

Vivian's slightly upturned eyes were full of threat.

"I'm not afraid of mutual destruction either. The origins of my research formula for 'Corpse Dissolving Powder' aren't clean, and you probably can't explain yours clearly either."

"In any case, you've already gathered two main materials. Half a piece is enough for research.

"If you don't give me half, I'll blow this up with you! A double loss is still better than you winning alone!"

Ahab spread his hands and exchanged a glance with Tolia as if they were watching a show, then said to Vivian, "Sorry, but the origin of my research formula is perfectly legitimate. I have no idea what you're talking about."

"But what did you just say? The origin of your formula isn't clean? Who is your instructor? I'll have to go report this to them.

"After all, maintaining the Academy's atmosphere is everyone's responsibility."

Vivian nearly ground her teeth to pieces.

"Ahab Gul!"

Vivian's face flushed rapidly, as if a fire had been lit beneath her neck.

No, she couldn't take it anymore! Tonight, she would kill that damned Ahab Gul!

But Ahab Gul had no sin on him. Judging him would not bring her any faith.

My faith is only enough to use that one more time...

After walking a few steps, Vivian calmed down again.

Ahab Gul, you've messed with me—

It was like kicking cotton. (ó﹏ò?)

Vivian felt utterly pathetic.

"But that Loghart has a full 66 points of sin on him."

"Using that once only costs me 4 points of faith.

"If I can judge Loghart, I won't have to worry about faith power for the next two months.

"And besides, he took the Vampire King's Nail straight out of his inner pocket. He must still have quite a lot on him."

A trace of excitement flashed through Vivian's eyes.

These past few days, she had been bullied one after another.

Tonight, she could finally cut loose!

"Burp—"

Loghart, stuffed full, walked along the gravel path with his belly thrust out.

It was already two-thirty in the morning, and he had just finished working overtime in his teacher's laboratory.

But he did not feel tired at all.

Because he was full.

"Vampire girls really are something else."

Loghart also had a formal wizard as his teacher.

And during a planar war, his teacher had plundered a large number of vampires.

Now Loghart's main task was to assist his teacher in conducting all kinds of research on those vampires.

"But after looking at vampire girls for too long, they do get a little boring."

Thinking that, Loghart rounded a corner.

A very dashing-looking young girl stood ahead.

The corners of her eyes tilted up slightly, and her dark-red hair was tied into twin ponytails behind her head, the ends hanging all the way down to her lower back.

And what felt especially novel was that the young girl's left arm was in a cast, suspended from her neck with gauze.

"Isn't that the one from during the day, Vivian?"

Loghart unconsciously ran the tip of his tongue around his lips.

Right now, there was no one else around either...

No, what was she doing here?

She couldn't be planning to forcibly steal the Vampire King's Nail, could she?

"Loghart, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Vivian gave her ponytail a very cool toss, winked her left eye, and made a "wink."

"The sin on you has actually gone up a little compared to the day?"

"In just half a day, you actually caused another person's death? Was it in the prison...?"

Loghart patted his belly until it thumped, grinning with a gurgling laugh.

"What sin? Are you talking about that vampire girl?"

"Or are you just looking for an excuse to steal the Vampire King's Nail? Don't make your senior Loghart laugh!"

If it had been Ahab Gul who came, then Loghart really would have been a little worried.

That treacherous, slippery brat really might have been able to pull off something big.

But if it was this little girl who looked like she only knew how to throw tantrums and had no real ability?

Then Loghart really did not mind taking this opportunity to enjoy her.

"Stealing the thing is only one part of it..."

"The most important thing is that you carry sixty-seven points of sin. In other words, sixty-seven lives."

"I have come on behalf of my Lord to deliver judgment!"

Vivian stood imposing and majestic, her half-open black robe rising and falling in the night wind.

Purple light flashed in the sky, and a bolt of lightning was already held in her palm.

"Hahahaha—burp. During the day, the three of you together couldn't even break one of my Defensive Sorceries."

"Now you're on your own. How do you even dare?"

Loghart planted his left hand on his waist and casually formed several symbols with his right hand.

A surging torrent turned into a tornado, swirling around him with him at its core.

During the day, that had merely been a Defensive Sorcery. Did she really think her senior Loghart did not know Offensive Sorcery?

"Go!"

Loghart flicked his palm, and the waterspout surged toward Vivian.

Vivian did not flinch either, flinging the lightning straight out.

Loghart was about to burst out laughing.

What level was his waterspout, and what level was the lightning of a mere Third-Rank Apprentice like her? She thought she was worthy of clashing head-on with him?

Loghart had already pictured it: his waterspout would easily crush the lightning, then sweep Vivian right in front of him for him to do with as he pleased.

At that moment, however, Vivian winked her left eye again, making another "wink."

At the same time, the pupil of her left eye turned completely silver-white, and her mouth gurgled out a sentence in a language Loghart could not understand.

Then something terrifying happened.

The waterspout, seven or eight meters tall and powerful enough to easily sweep up an elephant, gradually turned transparent and illusory.

Until it became completely intangible.

In the end, the illusory waterspout brushed past the lightning, and brushed past Vivian.

But what use could an intangible spell possibly have?

On the other side, Loghart no longer had time to cast another spell.

Boom!

The lightning struck him dead on.