"The mistress is asking you a question," one of the women barked, stepping forward and kicking Zaiden to the ground when he hesitated.
Ale snapped to attention. Seeing the barrel of the gun pointed at him, his mouth went dry. He dropped to his knees and began explaining their situation in a trembling voice, detailing their mission from A University.
"Two school beauties?" Olivia’s interest perked up at the mention of Jinn and Camila. School beauties were clearly a universal obsession—even her master would surely appreciate them.
"You two worthless pieces of trash, get up front and lead the way," one of the women commanded sharply. Ale and Zaiden obeyed without hesitation. Zaiden had briefly considered arguing but quickly abandoned the idea after a woman knocked out his teeth earlier.
The two men led the way, crawling and scrambling ahead as Olivia and her group followed impatiently. If not for needing them to locate the two school beauties and bring them back to their master, Olivia would have ended their miserable lives long ago.
Along the way, Olivia and her team cleared out lingering zombies to speed up their journey. Watching heads explode under submachine gun fire silenced any complaints Ale or Zaiden might have had.
An hour later, the group arrived at A University. Following Ale’s directions, they located the teaching building easily—but found no sign of zombie activity.
Ale led Olivia and the others upstairs nervously.
"Jinn, we brought the medicine back…" Ale whispered as he knocked softly and entered the room with Zaiden.
"Keep your voices down! Jinn just fell asleep," Camila chided, walking over with a hint of irritation. Zaiden couldn’t help but stare, captivated by her curvaceous figure.
"You actually brought back this much?" Camila asked in surprise, eyeing the bags strapped to their backs. She had assumed the two simps had barely scraped together enough medicine.
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The sound of high heels clicking against the floor echoed outside, and Olivia stepped into the room, her expression cold and menacing.
"Hey, who are you?" Before Camila could respond, several boys near her spoke up cautiously, their voices tinged with suspicion.
"Wow, so beautiful…"
Everyone froze in stunned silence. The leader of the women who had just entered was no less stunning than Camila—in fact, she might even surpass her. Her commanding presence radiated both beauty and authority, making her a worthy rival to someone as striking as Jinn.
As a fellow woman, Camila wasn’t particularly surprised by Olivia appearance.
Instead, she calmly took a few steps back, her sharp mind already piecing together the situation. Just from the sound of guns being handled and the way Ale and the others’ expressions shifted upon seeing these women, she knew something was amiss.
"What’s your name?" Olivia ignored everyone else and strode directly toward Camila, treating the rest of the room like mere shadows.
"Camila," Camila replied quickly, sensing hostility in the woman’s gaze. She didn’t trust this stranger for a second.
"She looks good… The master will definitely like her." Olivia inspected Camila closely, pinching her cheek as though appraising merchandise, nodding approvingly to herself.
Camila’s body stiffened under Olivia’s touch. She felt the overwhelming pressure emanating from the woman—a chilling aura that sent her heart racing.
"And the other woman? What’s her name again?" Olivia turned her head slightly, having forgotten the name Ale had mentioned earlier.
"Mistress, her name is Jinn," one of the armed women promptly answered.
"Ah, yes. Where is Jinn?" Olivia asked, turning back to Camila.
At this point, the students in the room began to sense danger. These women exuded arrogance, treating them as if they were invisible and doing whatever they pleased. Now they were asking about Jinn—clearly, their intentions weren’t pure.
"What do you want with her?"
"Why are you looking for Jinn?" Several voices rang out.
Jinn’s breathtaking beauty had earned her countless admirers at A University, including a loyal following of bootlickers.
BANG!
One of the four women behind Olivia fired a shot into the ceiling, silencing the protests instantly. The loud crack echoed through the room, sending shivers down everyone’s spines.
"You don’t have the right to ask questions. Just tell me where Jinn is," Olivia said coldly, her tone leaving no room for argument.
Camila hesitated briefly but, seeing Olivia’s growing impatience, dared not delay further. She walked over and opened the door to the adjacent room. Inside lay a small bed, where Jinn rested peacefully.
She’s so young and lovely… It’s heartbreaking.
Even Olivia was momentarily taken aback by Jinn’s ethereal beauty. Comparing her features to anyone else’s would be futile—only Lily might hold a candle to her. This girl deserved her place among the top three beauties nationwide.
"That’s right, you two—go fetch her," Olivia instructed. Two women moved forward, lifting Jinn gently from the bed.
"Hey! What do you think you’re doing? Let go of Jinn!" Unable to bear it any longer, Ale snapped. His face flushed with anger as he lunged toward Olivia.
"Get lost, you filthy insect,"
Olivia spat disdainfully. With lightning speed, she unsheathed the sword at her waist and hurled it with precision.
The blade sliced through the air with a sharp whistle before embedding itself deep into the wall—pinning Ale against it like a grotesque decoration.
The power of her sword was so strong that it even hung him on the wall and directly penetrated into the wall.
THUD!
Blood gushed from Ale’s wound, splattering onto nearby students’ clothes and faces. Their horrified screams filled the room.
The sight of a man dying so brutally left them trembling with fear. This woman wasn’t human—she was a goddess of death, capable of ending lives without uttering a single word.
Not only the bystanders but also Camila and Zaiden were paralyzed with terror. Watching someone die in such a horrific manner was unimaginable.
Camila’s eyes brimmed with horror. She couldn’t move; moments ago, this terrifying woman had been inches away from her, casually pinching her cheeks and inspecting her like an object.