Cornflower Witch

Chapter 393 Kuras Blood Shock Technique

The burning firewood in the brazier cast a warm, orange glow over the night, occasionally accompanied by soft crackling sounds.

The students discussed in hushed tones, and although their voices were not loud, Hilti could easily hear them and piece together her image in the outside world little by little.

At this moment, she couldn't help but lament the terrible nature of rumors, as her image was constantly being altered in the mouths of teachers and some students.

The nickname "Girl Who Manipulates the Death Threads" is easy to understand. She had even heard of it at her own school. It probably refers to her excellent performance in the course on manipulating death threads, which led to her being questioned by the police.

She had never heard of the nickname "the dark young lady who cruelly abuses orcs" before. When had she ever abused orcs? She was clearly helping the victims find the murderer.

However, on the other hand, it seems that she did injure quite a few orcs. The few people who robbed her that day, and when she was dealing with things on Agate Street, she taught a lesson to Chili Face and a group of orcs under 'Four Fingers'. They were all beaten quite badly, with blood everywhere and horrifying wounds. It's probably these guys who spread the word. They probably wanted to smear her and make the orcs in the Asra District hate her so that they wouldn't be able to stay there.

She had never heard of the nickname "The Unapproachable Black Griffin" before. Generally, her full name "Herdra Griffin" only appeared in writing, such as when handing in assignments or taking exams. Other classmates did not call her "Griffin" and would not associate it with the meaning of "griffin".

This is likely what the teachers called her, because her long, jet-black hair was indeed rare among the students, and her family was named after a griffin, so it's likely that "Black Griffin" came to be the nickname. Finally, the collar badge she occasionally wore did indeed have the emblem of a black griffin on it.

After recalling and sorting through these titles in just ten seconds, Marlowe, seeing that the black-haired girl remained silent, grew impatient.

"What, are you deliberately stalling for time because you haven't figured out your tactics yet?"

“No, I’m just a little surprised,” Hiltiya replied.

"Do you want to have a match with me here?" she asked again.

"Of course, isn't that why you came here?" Marlowe thought this was utter nonsense.

“I was just walked over surrounded by my classmates,” Hiltiya shook her head slightly.

"But judging from everyone's posture, if I don't make a move, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of here either." The students gathered here all wanted to see who was stronger between the two of them and were particularly looking forward to their match.

"So long-winded." Marlowe found it boring. He had thought it would be a crazy opponent who could resonate with him, but he didn't expect it to be such a long-winded and boring 'top student'.

Hiltia smiled, shook her head slightly, and offered no further explanation.

“In that case, let’s begin.” She walked to one side of the open space, while Marlowe turned around and walked to the other side.

Seeing the two begin to prepare, the students at the scene became even more excited and expectant, with some even placing bets on who would win.

Two students, acting as temporary referees, stretched a rope across the middle of the open space, separating the two sides. They then looked at each other, released the rope at the same time, and the competition began the instant the rope hit the ground.

Several fluorescent threads appeared beside Hilti, but she was not in a hurry to form them into birds to defeat her opponent. Instead, she wanted to see what exactly was going on with Marlo's 'Kuras Blood Shock Technique'.

Meanwhile, Marlowe on the other side showed no mercy. Relying on the patterns engraved on his staff, he quickly constructed a spell model. A blood-red and illusory heart appeared on his palm, and then the heart suddenly came to life, thumping and spreading out invisible ripples.

The students present felt their blood rush to their heads, their hearts clenching as if suddenly squeezed. Fortunately, this feeling did not last, because Marlowe's spell was not aimed at them, but at the black-haired girl opposite him.

'First jump, target confirmed.'

At the back of the crowd, a delicate, khaki-haired girl watched this scene and murmured softly. 'Kuras Blood Shock Technique' is a secret technique from the 'Blood Dynasty', and as a member of the Sea Cliff Blood Clan's royal family, she is a descendant of the last princess of the 'Blood Dynasty', so she naturally knows the origin and operation of this spell.

Marlowe gazed at the black-haired figure in the distance, his vision seemingly piercing through the surrounding noise, directly seeing into the girl's heart and sensing the ripples echoing in her blood.

'Found you, hehehehe.' He let out a strange laugh, then clenched his open fingers, and the phantom heart began to beat again, its frequency quickly adjusting to match that of the girl opposite him. Then the invisible ripples spread, and Hiltiya felt a pain in her chest, and her blood trembled.

Is this the 'Kuras Blood Shock Technique'? She quickly figured out its effects and principles, then waved her hand despite the discomfort.

Invisible threads instantly intertwined and wove, and a bird appeared, swooping towards Marlowe on the opposite side.

"Tsk." Seeing that his attack had failed to render Hiltiya unable to resist, Marlow continued to manipulate the blood-red heart phantom in his hand, and one invisible ripple after another spread out.

Faced with such an attack, Hilti was already somewhat prepared. She suppressed the discomfort coming from all parts of her body, focused her attention, and started practicing her long-lost breathing exercises again.

Adjust your breathing, immerse yourself in your inner self, and change the flow of blood and the frequency of your heartbeat.

In this way, when her own frequency was inconsistent with the frequency of the spell ripples cast by the opponent, the discomfort quickly subsided, her blood stopped trembling, and she returned to her own control.

Seeing that the girl was still standing and had not fallen after several ripples, Marlowe panicked. He hurriedly put up a defense as the bird attacked, but the simple pale yellow light membrane was easily torn apart by the bird and sent flying. The fierce force was just like that of a real bird, which surprised him.

He then flew through the air in a perfect parabola before crashing to the ground with a heavy groan. He rolled several times on the ground before finally coming to a stop.

The bird continued to circle in the night sky. Although Marlowe could still barely stand up, there was no need to continue the competition.

He had already lost. The spell model he had constructed had dissipated, and the time it would take to reconstruct it would be enough for the birds circling in the air to launch another attack. Furthermore, even if he reconstructed 'Kuras Blood Shock', he didn't think he could defeat that mysterious black-haired girl.

This was the first time he had suffered a crushing defeat among his peers, and the first time he had seen a student so easily counter 'Kuras Blood Shock Technique'.

Why, how exactly did she do it? Marlowe couldn't figure it out, but there was no time to analyze or guess now.

"Hedra, victory!"

The referees and students announced the result on the spot, and then cheers came from the crowd. Many people went over and surrounded the black-haired girl, asking questions and watching curiously, as if they wanted to see the girl's appearance more clearly.

On the other side, Camilla was also reflecting on the brief competition that had just taken place.

Was she just barely holding on? No, she wasn't that strong. Even a beast of the same level would have its heart clench and even stop beating under the effects of Kuras's Blood Shock Technique.

She must have avoided it; she directly altered her heart rate and blood rhythm. This is something that only warriors who cultivate the 'blood rhythm' aspect can usually do. Even those who know 'breathing techniques' must be at least at the fourth level to control it to such a subtle degree.

Despite being a mage apprentice, she knows the 'Blood Law' breathing technique to such an extent. Is she a genius in the Mage Alliance? After sorting out the situation, Camilla felt a slight sense of apprehension towards the black-haired girl.

No wonder she's called the 'Black Griffin,' if this black-haired girl gets really angry, she could probably cripple the fragile Marlowe with a single kick, just like a griffin.

(End of this chapter)