＜Moonstone＞ This was the name written on the sign, and a faint light was shining on the stone. I don't know why, but I felt deeply attracted to this stone, like something was pulling me. Although the dream has disappeared from my sight, the connection between me and the stone is real. "This is the moonstone." The contents of the dream have been haunting me throughout this process. Every time I fall asleep, there will always be a paragraph of words and a familiar figure appearing. But until now, I can't understand the meaning of those words. Now, as I stand before this stone, the dream is finally complete. "Looking for Moonstone? Isn't this stone useless?" I asked myself. In the game, the chance of this stone appearing is very small, and even if it appears, it is mostly just an ordinary glowing stone without any special function. This is probably why it is placed in the museum. Apart from being used as an art and building material, this stone has almost no use. It cannot effectively transmit mana, and its only characteristic is that it is very hard. “But the connection is impossible to ignore.” The connection I felt was unmistakable. A surreal yet unmistakable feeling, like dormant knowledge being awakened.
I knew instinctively that this stone had some importance, even if the details were unknown. "Is there anything about the moon in this game?" I asked myself. The only person who used the power of the moon in the game was a villain, and the weapon she used was useless. "Is her weapon made of moonstone?" I guessed. After defeating the villain, the blade as a trophy would be of little value. Its attack power is not high and its magic properties are also poor. "Perhaps her power does not come from weapons, but is related to a certain degree of compatibility. This may also be related to my ability to conduct mana." I pondered. This has always been a problem that puzzled me, and my mana control has been slow to progress. The other students were already accustomed to using mana to enhance their weapons, and their output capabilities were much higher than mine. For example, when I used a dagger, even though mana increased its damage, the increase was far less than I expected. "It seems that my magic power cannot be fully transmitted." "But if this is related to the materials, then everything makes sense. Even if my mana control ability is not strong enough, with my mana attributes, the output should be higher. If this is a problem with the materials, then everything makes sense." The stone's connections seemed to transcend its physical properties. As I pondered its possible effects on my mana control and weapon enhancements, I was interrupted by the arrival of two people, a little girl and a woman. The girl opened her bright eyes wide and looked innocent, with a childlike light in her eyes. "Mom, look! It's so beautiful!" the little girl shouted excitedly, with innocent amazement in her voice. Her mother showed little interest. "It may look pretty, child, but it's just a useless piece of stone. Let's go see something more interesting." I don't know their names, but the mother gave people a serious feeling and her oppressiveness was very strong. "She's a hunter," I concluded. "From the calluses on her hands, the way she walks, and the way she stands, she must be a hunter with a spear." It is relatively rare for a woman to use a spear instead of a bow and arrow or sword. In most cases, the spear requires strong core strength and body weight, which is usually not suitable for women's body types. Bang! As they left, my heartbeat suddenly accelerated and I felt uneasy. That feeling of death came back again.
Bang bang bang! “This time it’s even stronger than before.” I concluded that my heartbeat was getting faster and faster. I saw that the woman was also getting nervous and had goose bumps all over her body. Obviously, she also realized that something was wrong. "boom!" Before I could react, a violent explosion echoed throughout the museum, filling the air with shockwaves. Crash! I saw the shards of the door and wall flying all over the museum and I immediately hid behind the cover. The mother should have taken care of her child, so there was no need for me to risk helping. The museum was in chaos, with panicked shouts coming one after another, lights flickering, and alarms blaring, in stark contrast to the calm atmosphere just now. Knock knock. Heavy footsteps sounded, accompanied by a strong sense of oppression. I could sense that this was no ordinary monster. Boom! But at the same time, my heartbeat started racing again. "What's this?" Another being appeared. "A demon contractor. And a powerful one at that." I could feel a huge amount of pressure from his breath. "At least peak level 9, or maybe level 10." The feeling of oppression alone was enough to make my hands tremble. "I'm actually scared?" This is the most primitive human reaction. It is the emotion that humans instinctively feel when faced with an irresistible force. fear. The shaking hands were enough to show that. "Am I scared again? Just like that time." I felt the tremor in my hands. "Puff! Whoosh! Boom!" "Ah!" "Help!" "Is there anyone?" People were shouting and screaming, but I just knelt on the ground, staring at my shaking hands. They tremble with fear.
"That's impossible." But my mind was unusually calm. No, it was more like anger than calm. I feel angry. "No way! After all we've been through, you're chickening out! Again!" "Are you going to let her down again? Like that time? Are you really going to just sit there and do nothing?" Bang! My heartbeat quickened as the demon contractor drew closer. I was angry at myself for feeling the fear of the power gap. I was too weak, so weak that my body didn't obey me at all. Even if my will was strong, the huge power gap still made me freeze in place. "No! I refuse!" I screamed in my mind. I could feel the cries for help around me, but my attention was completely focused somewhere else. "If I want revenge, this is the first step I must take." My shaking hands reached for my bracelet and I pulled out a dagger. puff! I thrust the dagger into my leg. "Ha...ha..." Pain surged into my heart. The pain was enormous. But this was the price I had to pay to get rid of the lingering pressure on my body, and it worked. The moment the dagger penetrated me, I felt the trembling sensation gradually disappear. The pain cleared my mind, leaving no more anger or fear. I was finally able to think clearly. "call--" Using my special ability [Shadow] to control the shadows, I didn't waste any more time, hiding my figure and completely eliminating my presence. I had to figure out what happened first. I knew I couldn't help in this situation. Whether it was a monster or a demon contractor, they were too strong. "Help!" In the chaos, more sounds mixed together, desperate screams, cries for help and wails of pain. People ran in all directions, some trying to escape the raid. The monster's destruction was merciless. Its heavy footsteps made the ground tremble, and its evil breath left ruins wherever it went. People fell one after another, their fates determined by this unstoppable enemy. Ring ring ring! The sirens continued to sound, blending with the noise of panic to form a discordant reverberation. The atmosphere of fear was so thick in the air that it was almost impossible to think rationally. In order to survive, some people desperately fled from the direction of the attack, their footsteps hurried and desperate in the chaotic background. Others were forced into a corner, their eyes full of fear, facing an invincible force. "Mom, I'm so scared." I saw the little girl looking at her mother with tears in her eyes, while the mother's expression was unusually calm. She stared at the gate where the crowd was being slaughtered, while covering her daughter's eyes with her hands and covering her daughter's ears with magic power so that she could not hear any sound. The way she used the magic power so accurately was enough to show that this mother was someone who was very proficient in using magic power. "Is she some kind of celebrity?" I asked myself, taking in the scene before me. It was incredible to see a hunter with such precise control of her magic. "She must be disguising herself." At first, the mother and the little girl looked ordinary, but now that I looked more closely, I noticed a slight interference that was affecting my vision.
The mother had a firm but gentle expression on her face. She squatted down, met her daughter's eyes, and said in a low voice, "Jane, stay here and don't run around, okay? Mom will be back soon." "Are you going to deal with those bad guys?" the little girl asked in a low voice. She looked scared. "Yeah, Mom will take care of those guys. You know Mom is strong, right?" "Yeah, I know, mom is very strong." "Then stay here and never leave." As she said this, the mother's magical power surged, forming a protective barrier that completely enveloped the girl. This was the mother's instinctive desire to protect her child from the horror that was unfolding around her. Boom. The woman stood up, her eyes turning from her daughter to the chaotic scene around her. She clearly realized the urgency of the situation. With a hint of determination and authority in her eyes, she quickly assessed the situation and formulated a response plan. "Hey, what's your name?" She asked a woman hiding in a corner with a look of fear on her face. “Anna.” "Anna, very good. Help the injured! Stabilize their injuries until the medical team arrives!" Her instructions were firm and quick, leaving no room for hesitation. However, Anna was obviously hesitant because of fear, especially in front of such a powerful enemy. "Who are you?" Just as Anna was about to ask, a strong sense of oppression suddenly enveloped her. This pressure was even stronger than the monster and the devil contract just now. As a hunter, Anna seemed to have realized that the person in front of her had a prominent aura. Before the question was fully formed, the air seemed to bend under great pressure, as if even the atmosphere acknowledged the presence of the newcomer. The woman's appearance seemed to have changed subtly, and her aura seemed to make it impossible to look away. Anna's eyes widened as she realized who was in front of her. "Kaya...Kaya Hartley?" Before Anna finished speaking, the woman's cold eyes fell on her. "Just listen to me and do as I say. If you don't, your family will suffer." The woman's words made Anna feel cold behind her back. Kaya Hartley, a ruthless woman who continues to slay monsters even after giving birth, is a high-profile hunter who is often in the news and comes from the famous Hartley family. "I see... No wonder she never backed down. If it was her, then it makes sense." I thought to myself, standing quietly by and watching this scene. Boom, boom, boom. Heavy footsteps approached, a soul-stirring rhythm that announced the arrival of a massive threat. The ground trembled beneath its weight, the creature's size and strength making it a formidable opponent. "Everyone!" Kaya shouted loudly. As she shouted, the scattered people and the dying figures all focused their eyes on her. She quickly assessed the situation, her eyes fixed on the injured and those in danger. "Listen to me!" Her voice was calm but commanding, cutting through the panic. "We are in a dangerous situation now, but together we can overcome this. Those who can fight, help the wounded. Form small teams and protect yourselves." Her voice echoed in the air, her presence and aura of confidence acting as a soothing force even in times of crisis. "Hunters, mages, use your strength where it is most needed. Remember, unity is our most powerful weapon." Amid the chaos, her words became a rallying point. Those paralyzed by fear found new resolve. Under her guidance, makeshift teams formed, their efforts turning into a coordinated response against the threat.
"Ah... you finally showed up." Just after Kaya, a new existence appeared that made everyone present feel deeply terrified. The air seemed to become colder, and an evil energy emanated from the depths of the museum. Bang! The source of my hatred. The Devil Contractor has appeared.