449 Monster that triple-tasks (1/2)

It was remarkable for her to survive for three years when she was thrown into an uninhabited island filled with beasts at the age of three. She had already lost count of the number of life-and-death situations she had encountered by the age of six. There were all kinds of battles she had to fight—against beasts, against illnesses, against pain, against loneliness, against herself. After her tears were drained dry, she understood the cruel reality of massacring! Massacre! Massacre! Or die.

She possessed the purest instincts of massacring because she had undergone countless of battles. She had undergone countless cruel battles that were to kill or be killed.

After engaging in countless massacres, she had affirmed the meaning behind life, so how could that be swayed?

How could her thoughts of massacre which were colder and tougher than ice mountains be wavered because of an appreciation of his intelligence?

It could not waver. In a beast-filled island which you have no idea when you would be bitten or ripped to death, once your will to survive wavers, you would lose the courage to survive. Her will could not waver.

”Kill him, kill him, kill him...”

Dawn was constantly retreating. The irritation in her heart was growing in intensity. The black-haired youth constantly stuck close to her like gum. As for her, she constantly told herself to kill him, but she could not do it.

That was because she did not want to lose his voice!

”Damn it, damn it, damn it!”

The girl remained expressionless, but her eyes turned myriad and complicated.

In the intense battle, she constantly found time to look at that exquisite face and that pair of black eyes. All she saw were eyes that remained expressionless but were burning.

He did not say a word nor did he make any sound. All he did was quietly chase after her.

How irritating!

How irritating!

How irritating!

Why aren't you saying something?

There's no harm to striking up a conversation even in battle, right?

Even some malicious derision would do!

Hey, quick say something.

Why are you suddenly so quiet and serious? Why do you keep chasing in such a deadpan manner? Are you so eager to clinch victory in this battle?

Indeed, indeed you should have been killed!

You...

”Bastard!”

Finally, she could not tolerate any further as that single word came out of her mouth in a very natural manner. It was like a chime that suddenly trembled.

The voice that sounded like a beautiful chime was not emotionless for the first time. Furthermore, it was not like a curse filled with anger. Instead, it will felt like a coquettish complaint that was filled with grievance. The word she said had a hint of a frail girl's charms.

Was that my voice?

How could that be my voice!?

The girl was given a shock from her subconscious voice and emotions. In her daze, her arm was nearly hit by the youth, but she was eventually unable to fully dodge it, causing a tiny tear to appear on her sleeve.

The girl retreated in a hurry. Her usual calmness prevented her from panicking, but she felt a sense of embarrassing vexation.

Seeing how the youth had charged towards her once again with a deadpan expression, that stance of attacking while disregarding everything else and that quiet and ice-cold silence made her suddenly think of a scene she did not want to recall.

A horde of ferocious beasts were charging at her in a frenetic manner. They had red eyes and cold killing intent, so regardless of how loudly she screamed, they would not respond or show any pity to her. They opened their gaping mouths which dripped with gross and smelly saliva. In between their sharp fangs were pieces of remnant flesh.

The beasts in her memory slowly overlapped with the youth in front of her.