"Yes, this is the Snake School!"
"Become a snake and dwell in darkness."
Qin Ran spoke calmly.
Darkness, becoming a snake...
Holruf stood there in a daze, involuntarily murmuring the words.
No one understood what those words meant better than Holruf, a retired demon hunter.
Snakes.
They had no favorable image in the eyes of ordinary people.
They were often portrayed as cold-blooded and merciless.
They were often used as symbols of treachery and cunning.
No ordinary person wanted to be associated with snakes.
Yet some demon hunters willingly became snakes.
They willingly dwelled in eternal darkness, never to see the light again.
Holruf began to tremble slightly.
Once again, he heard the oath he had sworn before his teacher when he became a demon hunter-
We belong neither to the light.
Nor to the darkness.
We walk on the edge of death.
Without glory sung in praise.
Without hymns to carry our names.
We have only the pride within our hearts.
At that moment, he gained a deeper understanding of the oath.
"Belonging neither to light nor darkness, walking the edge of death solely for the convictions in your hearts... you deserve to be called demon hunters far more than a retired old man like me."
Admiration filled Holruf's voice.
He could readily imagine what those comrades from the Snake School faced after infiltrating the Silent Night Secret Society.
The danger went without saying.
Discovery meant certain death.
But more than that, there was torment.
The torment of violating their convictions as demon hunters, of having no choice but to cooperate with the Silent Night Secret Society.
That...
Was probably worse than death.
Qin Ran calmly met Holruf's admiring gaze and slowly shook his head.
"Once we chose to become demon hunters, none of that mattered anymore."
"We had