A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Chapter 325: Ansel's Gift - Five (II)

"After spending so much time in the imperial capital, it's been ages since I've smelled such an exciting scent. I mustn't waste Ansel's kindness!"

With a sprightly leap, Seraphina landed on the vines of a nearby colossal tree, her nostrils flaring, her expression one of intense focus, as if she had quickly caught a scent.

"The pungent smell of... poison," she sniffed vigorously.

"It's strong; it must have been here recently. To leave such an overt trail, hmm, it seems we're dealing with something formidable."

In the jungle and the wilderness, the weak do everything in their power to conceal themselves, while only the truly powerful have no need to hide their tracks. Encountering such a formidable being right away was a delightful surprise for Seraphina.

"Ravenna!"

Seraphina turned her head to gaze down at the diminutive sorceress below: "Can you keep pace with me?"

Without a word, Ravenna's ring on her middle finger shimmered, and a sizable floating cannon materialized beside her.

The petite scholar effortlessly mounted the floating cannon and floated up to Seraphina's level, silently observing her.

"You are indeed... quite convenient," Seraphina remarked, eyeing Ravenna and her "steed" with a twitch of her lips, struggling to suppress a laugh.

Ravenna remained unresponsive, merely inquiring calmly, "Should I prepare to conceal myself? Frankly, although Ansel has assigned me to assist you, I am utterly inexperienced in hunting and uncertain of my usefulness to you."

"Oh, don't worry about it," the magnanimous Miss Wolf replied with an air of "I never had any expectations of you" attitude.

"I rely on this skill for my livelihood; without it, my family would have perished from hunger long ago."

Despite having not hunted for some time, Seraphina had absolute confidence in her innate talent and instincts as a huntress.

"Ravenna, you just... well, stay hidden on the side. Do you have any spells that can mask your scent and presence?"

Ravenna nodded, and suddenly the light around her floating cannon twisted, rendering her invisible to Seraphina, and indeed, her presence became faint. Without close attention, Seraphina could only detect a slight essence.

"Wow... magic is truly convenient."

"No, it's nothing, I spoke out of turn."

"... You strange," Seraphina muttered, not minding much, "This mysterious half-spoken, secretive demeanor, you're really like Ansel."

At this point, Seraphina couldn't help herself; she slowed down and asked Ravenna, "Hey, Ravenna, three years ago, you and Ansel... wait, huh?"

The intoxicating scent that Seraphina had been tracking suddenly intensified, prompting her to halt in her tracks and survey her surroundings with narrowed eyes.

Perched on a sturdy branch, she crouched slightly, her nose twitching subtly: "It's close... right in this vicinity, it has stopped."

Ravenna's floating cannon hovered behind Seraphina: "Have you located your quarry?"

"Yes, the smell of the venom... It's likely it has just captured its prey; this must be its lair."

Seraphina glanced at the mushrooms growing on the branch, her ears twitching as she captured the babbling sound of the river. Looking up, she noted that although the forest was dense with foliage, it did not completely obscure the sunlight, which bathed the area in a pleasant glow.

"The environment is so favorable... This is the place, it cannot escape now!"

Seraphina's expression grew increasingly animated as she turned to Ravenna: "Hide just like this, remain here, I will seek it out."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Seraphina leaped from the branch, her figure vanishing into the dense vegetation.

It was at this moment that Seraphina truly appreciated the formidable power of the head of wind.

This ability, originally meant for perceiving the hidden and discerning all things, had become specialized within her... Even in this jungle, teeming with complex information elements that even top hunters would struggle to discern, it guided her unerringly.

Or rather, every blade of grass, the swaying plants, the gentle breeze... all that would normally disrupt her perception, now served her, transforming into aids in her hunt for the monster. The intricate jungle before her eyes was, in fact, a clear path!

"How effortless..."

She murmured joyfully: "This is the power Ansel has given me, truly formidable!"

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