
Regrets always come up later. Now he knew what the reason he was reincarnated into this world was. He was destined to be a hero to protect this world from problems and disasters to come. Whether it's a demon attack or a monster that can't be solved by other witches.
Training after training has gone through. Next train the Hero Class and defeat the Inimicus race. He has learned many things in this world.
About magic, power, the monsters, other races and... Bonding and family.
Not many people know where Zion came from. All they know is, Zion is a mysterious young man who appears to suddenly arrive at the Academy and train Hero Class to win the war against the Inimicus race. Some others only knew Zion during her first fight with Rendrano. No one knows more than Zuka and Avren.
Zion knows, sooner or later, the truth about her true identity will be revealed. But... More importantly this time about the demon that attacked the academy and disguised itself as one of the disciples there.
He still does not know who the devil is. After the war was over, a lot happened. The memories of the past that he had forgotten were now open again, incising wounds that had been closed. The sadness and pain came back to his chest. Regrets for leaving her family in her previous world, as well as emotions and mysteries regarding the mysterious figure that drove her to death. There are still many things he has to finish.
Not to mention... Training Hero Class students. Perhaps their opponent this time was much stronger than what he had imagined. Zion must prepare her as much as possible for any future possibilities.
Zion's eyes closed letting the darkness swallow her. Why did he have to be chosen to do this job?
'You tired?' ask Nero in his mind.
"Pulse. I want to take a little break from this assignment, Nero..."
'No need to force all by yourself.'
"I know... But I have to finish it anyway, right?"
Nero did not answer. It is true that Zion must solve everything in the end.
Splup..
Zion was shocked when she felt something warm and wet touch her cheeks. He awoke and found a small wolf beside him.
"Kurou... What are you doing here? How did you get up here? " Ask Zion. He's on a tree now.
"I'm flying. You forgot I had wings?" Cetus Kuro's. Ah right too, Zion forgot about that. Kuro walked up to Zion and stuck his head on Zion's arm. "Definitely difficult to face everything yourself? I heard loh... What if you give it up?" Kuro continues.
Zion furrowed her brows. "Of course you can't! How could I just give up. It's my job to find that demon and defeat it."
Zion did not answer. Kuro's words were painful, but what he said was true. What's he been doing all this time? All his efforts and quests still have not yielded any results at all. Even after asking Alex and Laura for help, there was still not much information she had.
"My advice, don't be too kind and trust others. It could be, the person you're looking for you've met before."
"You're right. But... How do I find her?"
Kuro averted his gaze staring at the night sky. "A strange thing, which has never happened before, or perhaps someone who is suspicious to you. From the outside it looks ordinary, but no one knows what is hidden behind the mask is not it?"
"Hidden behind her..." Zion had suspected Erano before. But is he really his demon? But there's nothing wrong with being suspicious, right? From the magic power he has and how he is in this Academy. Like there's no harm in investigating that.
"I know now. Thanks Kuro!" Zion's hand moved rubbing the tip of the small wolf's head.
*****
The night was getting late, yet a young man was still training his magic skills in the academy field. With a few wooden puppets as targets, the young man continued to dart his magic attacks.
Sweat dripped from the young man's chin which appeared to be quite exhausted. However, from the way he continued to attack did not show the young man's intention to end his training.
"Can you just stop for a second?" Until finally a voice that was quite familiar to her was heard, pulling her attention to look at the young man with red irises do the edge of the field. Black hair with a pinch of his distinctive white hair seemed to have become a hallmark for the young man.
"All right." The young man with bluish-black hair walked over to Zion. "What was the night you came here? Shouldn't you and the Hero Class disciple be doing a survival camp?" Erano asked with a curious look.
Zion sat herself down on the grass and closed her eyes for a moment. "There's been a guts test and I can't go because I've also been in the design of the challenge before."
Erano nodded in understanding. It would be boring to just watch. "It would be nice to finish every challenge."
Zion smiled a little. " You're right. Even though they're scared and there's a bit of drama..." Zion paused her speech. He's serious... Seeing the other students screaming, running away, hiding and ending the venting session was his own entertainment for him. He looked at Erano who was staring at the night sky. "Are they still bothering you again?" Asked Zion who now switched the conversation.
That question immediately attracted Erano's attention to Zion. "No already. Thanks for the help." Erano smiled sweetly, to be honest it made him a little nervous. "Seeing you are brave and so respected, I became curious. Are you from a powerful witch family? Your strength is so incredible!"
Zion slightly lowered her head, her hair down covering her eyes. "shouldn't you have known about that?"