The Hero Who Became a Monster Girl Will Never Fall to Evil

Jasmine helped Irena up from where she had fallen into the fruit stand, and the two of them hid behind a wide load-bearing pillar, breathing slightly hard.

Yuelong and Allison finally began their attack as well. The coordination and combat power between the two of them clearly left Jasmine and Allison several streets behind; within the flashing blades and shadows of swords, the battle entered a white-hot stage.

But Allison was becoming more and more shocked the longer she fought. The woman in front of them not only remained completely unrestrained under the joint assault of her and the captain, she even used only one hand from beginning to end.

“Danger!”

While entangled with Yuelong, Youze’s figure suddenly vanished, and the next moment he appeared right behind Allison, who was in the middle of casting magic!

Allison’s hair stood on end instantly; large drops of cold sweat slid down her forehead. She didn’t even dare look back before she already sensed the aura of death behind her.

Before she could change the restraining magic in her hand into defensive magic, a huge impact suddenly crashed into her back!

Kacak!

“Mm—gh!”

Allison took the hit head-on with a muffled groan, swallowed the blood in her mouth, used the force to pull herself forward to widen the distance, and the restraining magic in her hand descended upon Youze behind her.

“So it’s defensive armor, huh?” Youze curiously pinched his fingers, completely ignoring the magic chains falling from above, as though he were still savoring the sensation that had just been fed back through the strike.

“Big-Fish-sister!”

“It’s fine, Irena. I’m wearing soft armor underneath.”

Allison backed up to Yuelong’s side while taking huge breaths, wiped the blood off the corner of her mouth, used her staff to support her shaky body.

“Captain, my magic has absolutely no effect on her. At this rate things will get bad...”

On the other side, Jasmine helped Irena over as well, and the four of them stood together again.

“Sorry. Right now my strength isn’t enough to defeat the enemy in front of us. Even together it will be difficult.” Yuelong said softly. “Next, you find a chance to run out. I’ll stay to hold her off... Her primary target right now should be Jasmine. You must protect Jasmine.”

“Yuelong-sister, we probably can’t just escape that easily...” Jasmine was filled with guilt. “Cat-sister and the others are outside the door. With all this noise, they should have noticed something wrong, but until now no one has come in. I’m worried... something might have happened outside too.”

“That’s really ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) bad, cough, cough...” Allison coughed painfully, her brows knitting tighter and tighter. “This woman came prepared. I’m starting to think the entire city is full of her eyes and ears.”

The moment her words landed, they all fell silent, a powerless feeling rising in their hearts—like being blocked by a gatekeeping BOSS at the entrance of the novice village.

Yuelong fell silent as well.

Her memory wasn’t complete; she only remembered waking alone in a palace in the Royal Capital, a letter placed before her: With only these fragments of memory, leave the palace and live again according to your own will.

The strength she had now was built up over these past few years, climbing up from zero. Sometimes she felt she was that elusive empress who appeared and vanished like a dragon, yet sometimes she felt she wasn’t her at all...

Yuelong stared at the woman before her, and suddenly her vision swayed. She recalled a certain rainy night from her fragmented memory: she was sitting relaxed, raising a cup filled with anise liquor again and again, while the woman across from her smiled and downed hers in one gulp—every scene of their conversations vivid as if happening now.

But... did she really do such a thing? Was the woman in her memory really Youze?

Or did that warm rainy night never actually exist? Was she merely raising her cup toward empty air, with nothing but an empty chair before her?

Yuelong gently tapped her scabbard with her finger, and the originally clear sword-heart inside her suddenly wavered.

She hurriedly pulled her wandering thoughts back to the present path, taking a deep breath.

Abandon the distractions, continue thinking of a way to break the current situation.

So complicated.

After all, magic and swordplay were much simpler.

Yuelong let out a long sigh in her heart and said to Jasmine, “Little Jasmine, did you wear the gift I gave you properly?”

“...Yes, Yuelong-sister.” Jasmine nodded, confused.

“Good. In a moment, we’ll hold her back.” Yuelong held her sword horizontally before her and said softly, “You leave first. A battle like this is still far too early for you. Leave this to us upperclasswomen.

The Hero who became a Monster Girl will never fall to evil.”

“Go!”

“O-okay, Yuelong-sister. I’ll go get help for you right away.” Jasmine realized that staying here wouldn’t help and would only cause trouble, so she bit her lip, stood up, and ran toward the door.

“Don’t look back! Keep running straight out!” Yuelong shouted. “Run until... until you see your mom!”

Jasmine didn’t reply; she simply buried her head and ran as hard as she could.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Youze seemed bored now. She snapped the magic chain around her neck with her fingers, yawned, and looked toward Jasmine, who was sprinting for the exit.

A playful smile lifted her lips. In that instant, everyone present felt unexplainably uneasy in their hearts.

But the arrow was already nocked; there was no turning back. Whether their attacks would work or not, Yuelong and the others had to go up now—they had to keep the woman before them here.

Yuelong formed her sword stance, blessed her body with magic buffs, and charged at the woman across from her!

At the same time, Irena pulled out a handful of colorful magic crystals from her clothes—roughly looked like tens of thousands of gold coins. The magic crystals clattered as she scattered them beside Youze, and those crystals landed and turned into soldiers, transforming into elemental swordsmen of various attributes.

“Kill that stinky-bug woman for me!” Irena ordered.

Allison didn’t idle either. After her injuries improved slightly, she kept an eye on Jasmine’s escape route while bracing her staff, waiting for a chance to release interference magic.

On the other side, Jasmine saw the door getting closer and felt slightly relieved—when suddenly the sound of rushing air swept past her ears!

With her low sensitivity, Jasmine couldn’t dodge in time. She immediately stopped and raised a magical barrier!

Boom!

A watermelon exploded on her barrier. Jasmine’s eyelid twitched; she quickly turned her head to look beside her.

At some point, the shop owner had appeared in front of the door, his face twisted with rage. “You want to go report to the authorities again and drag my son into the Church for judgment, is that it?!”

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The shopkeeper threw all the oranges in his hands at Jasmine, fruit juice splattering everywhere, swarms of flies gathering.

Jasmine didn’t want to deal with the irrational shopkeeper and could only hold her barrier and slowly move toward the doorway.

“You can’t leave—your mom needs to come pick you up first.”

A gentle voice rang beside her ear, Jasmine’s pupils dilating, her whole body falling into an icy abyss.

Another Youze stood at the doorway. But this one had short hair.

Thud!

A dull impact sounded as the magic barrier shattered. Jasmine was kicked onto the ground, the intense pain in her gut turning her face pale in an instant. She braced the floor with her hands and tried several times to stand, but failed every time.

“Little Jasmine!”

Yuelong and the other two, still entangled with the long-haired Youze, all lost focus for a moment.

“I told you not to run, but you insist on running.” The long-haired Youze laughed. “Well, now you’ve gained another opponent.”

“You filthy **woman!” Irena glared furiously at Youze, finally unable to hold back her shout. “All you can do is bully kids?! If you’ve got the guts go to the Royal Capital and fight my dad and mom! You damn **!”

“Your mouth really stinks.”

Youze said coldly. She flashed to Irena, swung a slap at her—but Yuelong’s sudden sword forced the angle to change, and the slap meant for Irena’s cheek landed on her shoulder instead. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Pa!

The solid hit made Irena groan, her entire right arm going numb. At least it hadn’t landed on her face.

“Irena, don’t move. Your arm’s dislocated.” Allison pressed Irena’s shoulder. “Endure it, I’ll put it back.”

“Eh, I’m scared of pain...”

Kacak!

“—Ah! Uuuuuuu!” Irena rolled on the ground, tears and mucus covering her face.

Yuelong swung her sword again, cutting off Youze’s attack, and called to her two teammates behind her, “You go help Jasmine. I’ll stay here alone.”

Bang!

Jasmine was kicked again. This time she crashed into a wooden counter full of fruit. Even though every time she was struck, the silver-white bracelet on her wrist emitted a white glow that wrapped around and protected her, her body still couldn’t withstand such impacts.

“So your name’s Jasmine, right? Honestly, if you just lie here quietly and wait for your mom, I won’t hit you anymore.” The short-haired Youze smiled.

“You... what do you want to do to my mom...” Jasmine leaned weakly in the pile of fruit. “My mom is very strong. She’ll avenge me.”

Kacak.

Youze stepped on Jasmine’s staff and crushed it into two pieces. “Of course I know. But, well—when your mom comes here, you’ll naturally understand.”

Jasmine froze slightly, even forgetting her pain for a moment. She raised her stubborn little face. “Is this a trap targeting my mom?”

“You guess?” Youze winked playfully.

“...”

Jasmine closed her eyes, lying in the wrecked fruit pile as if giving up resistance. The short-haired Youze chuckled softly and lifted her head toward the approaching Allison and the others.

“Then let’s clean you all up together. Since so many of you hit me now, later we will hit your mom together.” She looked back at Jasmine, smiling brightly.

“Very fair, isn’t it?”

“...”

Suddenly, Jasmine opened her eyes, rolled to the other side of the fruit pile, used the momentum to stand, and continued sprinting toward the doorway. She swore she had never run this fast in her life!

“Still want to run? Tch!”

Youze clicked her tongue and burst into astonishing speed just before Allison’s locking magic struck her!

In an instant, she appeared before Jasmine again. She tried to repeat her trick—using her iron-toed boots to viciously kick the disobedient little girl’s belly—but Jasmine, seasoned by now, gritted her teeth and rolled sideways. Youze’s kick missed, only scraping Jasmine’s clothing.

Youze froze. She hadn’t expected a seven-year-old brat to dodge her attack. But the next second, Allison’s locking magic descended on her face.

Rumble!

Chili-powder dust magic!

The spicy, eye-stabbing red smoke exploded across Youze’s face. She instinctively covered her eyes and coughed.

Jasmine staggered to her feet and ran toward the doorway.

Youze covered her face with trembling hands, completely silent. She seemed enraged—enraged at being made so disheveled by a bunch of kids. She looked ready to swallow them whole—at least, that’s what Allison and the others thought.

But Yuelong, struggling against the long-haired Youze, suddenly sensed something and shouted toward Allison’s group, “Retreat! Retreat!”

“Hee... heehee, interesting, very interesting...”

The Youze at the doorway laughed while covering her face. One person produced two voices—one female, delighted; one male, furious.

“How dare you! How dare you!!” The other voice echoed inside their ears, as if traveling from the heavens to hell, and from hell back to the heavens, over and over, reverberating inside Allison and the others.

But in truth, both voices came from the same person.

Jasmine suddenly stopped before the door. Her hand already touched the door handle, yet all her strength vanished.

Even the pain she had been ignoring swept over her like a returning tide.

“I have to get out... I have to find Mom. Tell Mom... someone is ambushing her!” Jasmine kept repeating to herself. In her daze, she remembered the forbidden spell her teacher told her never to use unless facing death—classified under taboo magic: The Oath of Eleudnir.

Call the true name of an evil god from the starry sky, and use one’s own body as the coordinate for its descent.

Her teacher said she would most likely die along with the enemy, and even if she survived by some miracle, her consciousness and memory would be polluted, turning her into a twisted monster.

But Jasmine felt no fear.

It didn’t matter—as long as she could drag the enemy to die with her, and protect her mom.

So she began recalling the incantation in her mind.

Click.

At that moment, the fruit store’s main door was pushed open from the outside, the cold wind making Jasmine shiver.

“Don’t use stuff like that so casually...”

A somewhat familiar voice made her stop.

In the wind and rain outside stood a figure. It was this person’s appearance that shattered the deadlock inside the fruit shop.

The two Youzes in the distance smiled even wider.

At the innermost side, Yuelong secretly let out a breath.

Jasmine stared blankly upward at the figure appearing before her, blinking in disbelief, murmuring:

“Mom?”

“Mm. I’m here.”

Vieya stepped inside, catching Jasmine’s small body that nearly collapsed from weak legs, gently patting her head.

“You did wonderfully. So... leave the rest to me.”