Wolf of the Blood Moon: A Blood Magic - Book 4: Chapter 17: Result of the Order

Scarlet

I look at the dead and shredded – in the case of some of them, quite literally as there is one torn in half – demons one last time before turning back to the humans, only to get a camera flash shining in my eyes. But to my surprise, it doesn’t blind me.

Probably something to do with my advancement to Class IV.

“It’s The Scarlet Wolf!!! She’s back and she’s in our city!!!” “Scarlet Wolf, can I have your autograph!!” “Please look here!”

A bunch of the humans begin shouting, seemingly forgetting where we are. So I let out a sigh before saying, “Stop.” And to my surprise, they all immediately shut up. Not that I’m complaining. “Follow me to find a bunker.”

Not like I can do much else aside from hunt the demons in a Class IV Fracture. But in hindsight, it’ll make for a good hunting ground.

After dropping the people off at a bunker while politely declining the people asking for an autograph or a handshake, and the one who asked for a hug for some reason, I make my way to the next group of people. Then I save them, go through the same process of them recognizing me, and guide them to that very same bunker. And I repeat this process one more time before I run out of people to save. Which was surprisingly fast.

Or at least, it was until I remembered the law the Demon King passed about killing civilians. Which is probably only being violated a little right now because these are undead, some of whom were probably made after the order was given by Gramps.

Guess I should mention that to him the next time I see him. Whenever that will be.

That he should repeat his order to the undead after new ones are made.

Still. As I run through the Fracture, I barely find any infected humans at all. And most of the humans seem to be safe in the bunkers.

Which means the order is still helping a lot, even in an undead run Fracture.

Anyways, I turn my focus purely on the demons in the Fracture, dealing with the weaker ones until backup can arrive. And I immediately feel that this Fracture is rather awkward in comparison to the ones I had been in before going to Tartarus. Mostly because they’re not trying to kill the civilians. And they absolutely could, even inside the bunkers. After all, Class IV demons can destroy the bunker shields if they really try.

But they’re not. They’re just wandering around the park aimlessly, as if waiting for Guardians to appear and attack.

Which definitely supports the intel I got while sitting in on the strategy meetings. That the demons really don’t care much about the Fractures right now, simply using them to lower the number of Guardians on Earth now.

Then again, what works, works. The humans can’t exactly ignore the Fractures that appear since they’d turn into Gates if they did. So they have to send people to fight in them.

The order by the Demon King just makes it so that they aren’t as rushed anymore and don’t have to worry anywhere near as much about saving lives rather than just killing the demons.

“It’s certainly an interesting change of pace,” Tar mutters from his place lounging on my shoulder.

That it is.

Somewhere on the Outskirts of the Tier 2 City

Marcus Andersson, otherwise known as the Dimensional Drifter, appears in the middle of a street in the city called Argos. And the first thing he does is open up a rift in space to pass through it again, making him reappear in the middle of a park.

These Class IV Fractures that’ve been appearing lately are getting annoying.

Ever since a few months ago, Class IV Fractures have been getting more and more common on Earth, and since Marcus is one of the few Class V Guardians with a spatial magic allowing teleportation, he is often the one sent to deal with them. But right as he’s about to step through another rift towards the core of the Class IV Fracture, he pauses.

What the… is someone else in here?

Marcus frowns as he closes his eyes and locks his senses on a powerful mana source blazing with absolute purity coming from the other side of the park. But before he can open a rift to check on who it is doing the fighting, he feels a buzzing coming from his terminal, making him raise it to his face while opening his eyes.

“What is it?” he asks the moment a woman’s face appears on the terminal. A face familiar to most Guardians working on the frontlines as Sage, the second in command of the Silver Association and a large player in the war.

“An unexpected Class IV Guardian has already saved all of the people in the Fracture and has been hunting the demons in it for a couple hours now,” Sage states, her voice still as cold as Marcus remembers from their last talk.

Marcus frowns at the other Association’s foresight and intelligence expert before asking, “Who is it? And do they need assistance?”

“Negative,” the woman answers right away. “They appear to be a newly ascended Class IV, but there is no need to assist them.”

The Dimensional Drifter’s eyes widen in shock at that, and he almost immediately teleports over there to help, only to stiffen up when Sage finishes, “The Guardian is known as The Scarlet Wolf.”

She’s out of her training?! Was White waiting for her to reach Class IV before she released her? I already know from the meeting not too long ago that the girl is behind those Universal Notifications, even if White wouldn’t admit why she redacted her name at the time beyond a simple ‘privacy’ answer.

A few seconds pass in silence before he shakes his head.

No use worrying about that monster of a girl. I need to stop this Fracture.

The man hangs up the call with Sage with a simple, “Understood,” and steps through the rift to the center of the Fracture.

Then I can meet the famous wolf girl after I finish up here.