20 Getting Comfy!? (1/2)

*WITH PRIMA*

The incoming bloodthirsty monster was stopped in its tracks and couldn't even raise its snarling maw. Prima smiled confidently and reassured the two boys who are on the verge of peeing their pants.

”Looks like we got dinner for tonight boys.”

”We can't carry that!” Len, the future hunter boy, yelled shockingly.

”We couldn't lift that even if the entire village was here!” Jacob, the future adventurer, added on.

Prima just laughed at the two as she slowly walked over to the suspended creature. She put her hand underneath the belly of the beast and hefted it above her with one arm while grinning at the two boys who were about to pee themselves all over again.

”H-How...?” Len and Jacob asked simultaneously.

”Magic.” Prima lied. She didn't need to use mana to lift this little cat. Her base strength was probably strong enough to split a tenth of this entire forest in half without even trying.

It seems that answer fulfilled the boys' curiosity and they closely followed behind her as they exited from the monster forest. The villagers saw them before they entered the village and the chief gathered everyone together. The borderline starving villagers all looked at the cat with terror in their eyes.

”Don't worry everyone! This is dinner!” Jacob yelled.

Prima put down the cat and snapped it's neck before meeting with everyone.

”Yep! This is dinner everyone. I hope you all know how to cook because I sure don't!”

The villagers started laughing and Prima slightly weakened the cat's skin so that the villager's could cut into it with their less than stellar cooking equipment. The village had a large feast that evening and celebrated Prima's coming into the village. Tuff returned to her side and they ate with the villagers.

She knew she couldn't do this often though. She had to get the villagers to learn how to depend on themselves. Her job was just to build up those skills so that they could do it alone. She had to equip them with better tools, find them a way to make stupid dumb money, and make them tougher and smarter. One of her students from today came up to her while she was in deep thought. It was the village orphan who the entire village at first took care of and then for some reason gave less than a crap about except for one person, the weaponsmith's daughter.

The boy's name was Thalamus. He smelled bad, had a cruel and evil look on his face at all times, and was ostracized from rest of the group during training.

'Seems like the beginning for a revenge seeking mc or something. But sucks for this kid that his talents are in creating things. If he's smart enough he'll be able to use his talent for his evil nefarious means, but too bad for you this mama will have control over all her subjects. You'll be good start for the dark side of my future city. For now, you'll have to suffer as support for the rest. Be strong little guy.'

”How will I be able to make money? You never told anyone else their talents just Leon, Yu, Mai, and Jasmin.” He pointed out.

”Do you really want to know little Thalamus? I was planning on telling you all eventually you know. Is there a need for you to know right now?” Prima smiled at him.

He looked a bit more irritated than his default face shows. He looked as if he as struggling to say something and turned around.

”I'll give you a hint. It's not something you can beat someone with for your talent.” Prima smiled.

He walked away and Prima saw a slight frown on the side of his mouth as he walked away. The feast died down as the sun faded away and the moon hung above. Everyone returned to their homes with slices of meat for the future and the only thing left of the cat was its fur and bones. The villagers decided to give the cat's fur to the tanner/armor maker. Prima kept the bones for materials and returned to her guest room inside the village head's home. She took off her clothes and took a peasant's bath before returning to her bed and thinking about the week ahead, for herself, the village, and her students.

*WITH SATANA*

Satana was sneaking inside the small town by herself, equipped with a wavy dagger. She was ordered to move only when the distraction squad and support squad began their attack on this human settlement due to commands from above. How was she suppose to know when they have attacked when she is on the other side of the town though?

*BOOOOOOOM*

A huge explosion blasted from the other side of the town and destroyed the church building and guild. Flames spread from the explosion and lit other buildings on fire as a mass of loud voices, screaming, and more came from that side of the town. Innocent humans came running outside their homes while she hid in the shadows. Taking them out would be easy but throwing away her humanity isn't that simple… She's also sure that even if she knocked them out, when they take over the town they'll be used as nothing more than toys for the flesh and food.

'This doesn't feel right with me but at the same time I'm having a hard time caring.' Satana thought while looking at the screaming and fleeing humans.

'Are Majins really so detached from life? It's as if I lost an important part of me that made me care for my fellow man. But I guess I should have prepared myself for something like this when thinking about becoming the actual incarnation of evil itself. It kind of sounds silly trying to be human now that I think about it…' Prima thought to herself before being rudely interrupted from her thoughts.

”HEY HERES A DEMON!”

She turned around and was faced with a teenaged duo. A swordsman and priest looking at her with the intention of fighting. The swordsman was wearing decent metal armor and a nicely sized blade and the priest was wearing a white robe with a hoop staff. The priest attempted to light her up with holy magic but Satana dodged and the swordsman leapt at her with his sword. She deflected his attack with her small twisty dagger and sliced one of his wrists badly. He grimaced and swore before switching his sword to his other hand.

”Heal!” The priest shouted and his previous wound was taken care of with a white light hovering over his arm.

”Not bad for a tiny demon, but this is where you meet your end. As a D-ranked adventurer, taking care of you won't be a problem. Hit me Clare!” The swordsman declared.