Chapter 3: Activating the Cat’s Secret Power!

Residual Soul!

Could it be that there was a Demon King’s residual soul within that bandit group?

Ron, who had been half-lying down, instantly sat upright, his eyes fixed intently on the words before him.

[You keep crying out, attracting Vivian’s attention.]

[“You mean there’s something strange about this stronghold?” Vivian seemed to understand your meaning and pondered aloud, “Just circling around the perimeter won’t solve anything.”]

[Prompted by your warning, Vivian plans to sneak into the fortress to investigate, then bring the information to the nearest city to recruit companions for a joint assault on the bandit group—a necessary task for a hero and permitted by the exam.]

[Vivian begins searching for a way to infiltrate.]

[She intends to capture a bandit first to interrogate for information.]

It seems this apprentice hero, though not very strong, is quite cautious.

She’s merely a trainee mage who hasn’t even mastered magic missiles yet; soloing this bandit fortress is simply impossible.

The best strategy is to gather intelligence and rally others for a joint strike.

Though she lacks funds herself, promising the bandits’ loot should easily attract extraordinary individuals motivated by wealth.

Ron affirmed Vivian’s plan in his heart, but...

[Vivian attempts to use a magic missile to knock out a bandit.]

[However, her magic missile was so poor quality it shattered upon hitting the target.]

...

No! You haven’t even properly learned magic missiles—who gave you the courage to loiter near a bandit fortress like this?!

Ron was so furious he stood up straight.

[“Who’s there!” The bandit immediately discovered Vivian’s presence.]

[Vivian, driven by fierce resolve, grabbed her wand and knocked the bandit unconscious.]

[The commotion quickly caught others’ attention.]

[Another bandit shouted and charged toward them.]

[Vivian was terrified, wildly swinging her wand and knocking this one out too.]

“...”

Watching the words flicker before him, Ron quietly sat back down.

[Twenty minutes later, Vivian, panting heavily, knocked out a bandit attempting to light the beacon alarm.]

[Behind her lay a chaotic pile of unconscious bandits.]

[Turning around, Vivian looked at the countless “corpses” and murmured, “This should prevent detection during infiltration.”]

Seeing Vivian’s murmurs, Ron earnestly recalled whether he had ever introduced any Assassin’s Creed-related works when he once roamed this continent at will.

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Are you sure you’re a mage? Or a berserker?

Because you didn’t master magic, you ended up knocking out a group of bandit scouts with a shabby wooden wand—what on earth is this?

[Standing on the beacon tower, Vivian could clearly see the situation inside the fortress in the distance.]

[At this moment, some sinister ritual seemed to be underway.]

[In the center of the fortress, a huge pool had been constructed from stone and earth, a crimson liquid churning within.]

[Vivian immediately recalled the villages massacred outside the city in recent months, their villagers drained of blood.]

[A large number of bandit members sat around the blood pool, seemingly holding some kind of celebratory feast.]

[You sensed your own residual soul resting atop the stone altar at the pool’s center.]

[You instantly understood: this was a ritual intended to absorb and fuse the Demon King’s residual soul.]

[If successful, it would create a demon general wielding part of your authority—an overwhelmingly powerful entity far beyond Vivian’s current reach.]

[You must stop this—retrieve the residual soul before they can absorb it.]

[You clawed at Vivian, alerting her to the anomaly in the blood pool.]

[Vivian had always been diligent when learning from her teacher; though she struggled with magic, her theoretical knowledge was quite sound.]

[She immediately recognized the blood pool as one of the thirty-six known methods to fuse Demon King residual souls.]

[She instantly grasped the grave severity of the situation.]

[Demon King residual souls could transform an ordinary person into a terrifyingly powerful being in an instant.]

[Because of this, the residual souls had been fiercely contested over the five thousand years since the mad Demon King’s death, causing countless bloody and horrific disasters.]

[Demon King residual souls cannot be destroyed, only fused or sealed away.]

[Throughout history, there have been righteous organizations that contained these souls to preserve world peace.]

[But almost all of these organizations quickly declined due to internal corruption, and the contained souls were fought over by the strong, once again bringing ruin.]

[Vivian’s mind flashed with knowledge about the Demon King residual soul.]

[These souls attach themselves to objects, making them almost indistinguishable by appearance alone. But when touched, one can clearly feel their seductive pull on desire.]

[Vivian lit the beacon.]

[She knew full well that if the enemy succeeded in fusing the residual soul, she wouldn’t even have the right to stand before them.]

[She must stop them from fusing the soul.]

[The lit beacon instantly caused chaos among the bandits in the fortress.]

[Seizing this opportunity, Vivian infiltrated the stronghold.]

[“Ron.” She stroked your fur and said, “While I create a distraction here, you rush in and devour the Demon King’s residual soul at the pool’s center.”]

[As she spoke, Vivian wore a look of reluctance.]

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[All fusion rituals for residual souls are meant to preserve one’s sanity while gaining Demon King power. If you devour it outright, the cat will inevitably become a terrifying beast devoid of reason.]

[Vivian didn’t know if her decision was right, but it was the only plan she could conceive in her weakness.]

[These bandits were already massacring villages recklessly without great power—if they gained the Demon King’s strength, the consequences would be unimaginable.]

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