"Should I remove him or not?" Lucara Angels dropped her robes and stood naked in her room, observing the budding features of her still slightly juvenile body in the mirror.
Her caramel smooth skin looked so supple and elastic. Although she used to fret over her decision, looking at this pretty chocolate reflection she suddenly felt very satisfied. What could be better than beautiful youth? Had she never accepted these new powers and memories she would have definitely aged a bit by now. However, she currently looked even more beautiful and youthful than ever. If she kept this up her entire life, her beauty would far surpass that of her past life where she had been a maiden before giving herself to the fire god. Why had she remained a maiden in the past? Who knew it held back her potential by such a large amount? Who said she was born to be a calamity? If that was the case, why was she reborn now?
After changing her attire endlessly and finally settling on a pink blouse, Lucara felt she was coming sexier by the day and this was obviously thanks to her soul record, the Angelic Demoness Record, which she had trained to the bronze tier already. "I have that lover of mine to think for this...a pity. If I was a bit younger, this Bas wouldn't be so bad to look at. I've treated most of his friends like snacks, but him...he's the real deal. That hair is a bit much though...why won't he cut it off? I wonder if he would cut it for me?"
Lucara had asked Bas to do so on more than one occasion. But they had never been intimate before. She wondered if she could change his mind if she put it on him.
At any rate, Lucara was a hunter at the fifth level of Hunt Expert, Fourth Class. With soul power at rank 25, even 100 Sebastian King's wouldn't be enough to take her down at all. In spite of the fact that Bas was one of five hidden hunters in the city, with a cultivation inferior to herself he was no threat to the mission. Especially as Bas was infatuated with herself. Lucara would be sure to eat him up like the others if he proved useless. Soon, he may even become an asset rather than a nutrient. After all, no one who was valued by their family would be exiled to Mortalee, the Mortal Realm. They would still be in the Hunter's Society of the Twilight Realm.
"Hmph, what am I thinking?" Lucara Angels mused to herself. "I mean, just look at me, it's obvious why he's here. He wishes to woo me just like our other two little friends. Perhaps, he barely qualifies as a boy toy..."
Meanwhile, Bas King wore a stylish black tank-top with black joggers and posted up in front of the stoop that led to the Angels' household. He casually leaned on his hoverbike as he used his soul communicator, which looked like a piece of unbreakable glass full of colorful light panels. It resembled the smartphones that mortals used, so none were the wiser. Inwardly, Bas was reconsidering Simpson Simpleton's words from yesterday. Just now, Lucara's eyes flashed with a gaze that was full of pure shock. It was for the briefest of instances, but Bas King possessed the experience and wisdom to identify it.
A normal boy would think she was just shocked to see how pure his intentions were, and how handsome he was today. After all, not only was his physique ten points better than yesterday, he even rode 70 miles just to pick her up when their school was less than five minutes away from her home by sky taxi. Such a ride only cost two or three copper credits, it was literally nothing. Too bad, Bas King was not normal at all. He felt a shift in the usual disdain that lay hidden deep within Lucara's eyes, which was momentarily replaced with surprise and uncertainty. Even a bit of anxiety. Why would she be so surprised? What was she uncertain about? Was it so worth being anxious? She had nothing to fear, unless she was able to perceive the improvement in his soul power! If she was able to do so, then that could only mean one thing.
"I friggin knew it..." mumbled Bas King under his breath. He had long ago adopted a certain suspicion in regards to this pretty girl.
"Lucara Angels is a hunter."
Not just a hunter, but a hunter with a cultivation that surpassed his own by a wide margin. In fact, she probably wasn't even really a teenager! Depending on her soul power rank, she could be close to 30 years old but still maintain that youthful appearance. Through special means, she could be even older. The devastatingly beautiful woman who led to his demise was able to absorb the blood essence and vital qi of others through mere physical contact. This led to her eternal youth and beauty, which qualified her to enter the Eternal Realm.
There was no way to know for certain without probing her with his spiritual sense, but if she was really significantly stronger than himself, then this would only expose Bas quicker. In this strength oriented world, to offend a more powerful hunter spelled death in most countries. Especially if she was already an adult, he would no longer be able to underestimate her wisdom.
"Even if she's a hunter, that shouldn't necessarily change anything between us, right?" Bas King rubbed his smooth chin as he contemplated. " After all, she has no clue that I'm aware of her status. She could still be my woman, I guess. But there is one thing I don't understand. If she's this much stronger than me at such an age, then exactly why is she in Mortalee?"
This was something highly irregular, as far as Bas knew. Hunters rarely ever visited the mortal countries unless they had family or a specific purpose there. Even then, they would not dare to linger for too long. Yet, Sebastian King had known of this girl before he even faded from existence. He liked her long ago but wasn't ready to deal with the fact that he had been banished to the mortal world. Bas, on the other hand, looked down on the lower realms from the bottom of his heart. He felt there was nothing here that could dazzle him, especially not women of this caliber.
However, a little hunter girl who could barely be considered a genius by the Hunter Society's standards was indeed interesting. Especially if she possessed some kind of special physique, as his past muse had.
What could she have done that would keep talent such as hers tucked away in Mortalee for all these years? It definitely wasn't anything normal. However, wasn't he the same? Her story was bound to be less shameful than his own. When Sebastian King was younger he was renowned as a phenomenal young hunter. Sebastian started training his hunt qi at four years old. Reached the Hunt Neophyte, Fifth Class at five years old. Achieved Hunt Foundation, Fifth Class by six years old. Most kids from his family only started cultivating at six years old. By the time they were eight years old, they would barely have entered the Hunt Neophyte rank, only reaching Hunt Foundation around ten years old. This was already better than his younger brother Daz, but if Daz could cultivate in the Twilight Realm he would likely be much stronger.
Every rank of Hunt Qi Cultivation was measured by ten sub-levels. However, ranks of soul power fell in line with these sub-levels, rather than the Hunter ranks. To achieve the next class, you had to advance your soul power rank. To advance your soul power rank, it was necessary to level up. This was a very arduous process and many people never made it past Hunter Fifth Class, or in other words rank 20. However, for a kid like Sebastian who reached the second rank of the Fifth Class at such a young age, he was almost certain to reach Third Class as a minimum result. With good fortune, Second Class was not out of reach. However, now that the consciousness of Pharaoh Everflame had taken over this body, reaching Hunter First Class was inevitable! After all, Bas King's true goal was none other than the God Class.
Actually, becoming a Celestial Hunter was no longer impossible!
When Sebastian turned seven years old, his father started trying to teach him arte but was shocked to discover his son had zero arte potential. He could learn a few Hunt Skills with relative ease, but the arti were something beyond his ability. This was because he couldn't find one he was compatible with! Of course, that didn't mean that he would never find one. Just that he was either very unique or very undertalented. Either way, those were currently all things of the past.
What would his old man think the next time they met?
"Okay, I'm ready. Did you wait long?" Lucara Angels slowly sashayed out of the luxurious townhome she lived in.
She looked charming and graceful as she smiled coquettishly at Bas, leaving him stunned for a moment.
'Ah, beauties are definitely a trap,' Bas King thought to himself before replying, "How could waiting for you ever be long? It was my pleasure."