Villain Ch 1161. No Smacking!
"But... it didn't work. They always come back to me," the fox said again, her voice thick with despair as she sobbed quietly.
Allen frowned, his gaze shifting briefly to his companions. They were still fending off the monsters that had ambushed them, but he could see the battle was winding down. The creatures, previously relentless, were now fewer and weaker, each one falling more easily than the last. Soon, his companions would be free to regroup, but he felt a gnawing sense that something bigger was still waiting for them.
His thoughts drifted back to the fox and this cursed situation. The story was tangled and strange, but there was something familiar in it—something that tugged at him, like a forgotten memory. "Maybe once the battle's over, this thing'll show us what happened," he muttered to himself, wondering if some hidden memory of the fox might unlock.
