I Became a Murderer in the Academy.

There was a time when Serthia relentlessly hunted and killed demons as if she’d lost her mind.

It all began when she heard that her family had been murdered by the Demon Lord's army.

As a child left with nothing, Serthia wandered.

The Academy’s most brilliant prodigy? A top graduate with unprecedented marks? None of that mattered.

She had already lost her place to return to.

Serthia's old hometown had been a small village near the Demon Realm.

When she returned home after her studies at the Empire and graduating from the Academy, all that was left of her village were the charred remains.

Consumed by a thirst for revenge, she set off alone on a journey with a single goal: to kill demons.

She had the talent for it. It was as if she had been born to kill demons, and that talent flourished.

She killed demons and hunted monsters. Like a madwoman, she repeated the same thing over and over.

It seemed as if she would continue until every demon on the continent was exterminated. She earned rewards from the Empire by slaying demons and used them all to buy potions, which she took back to the battlefield.

Back then, she hardly felt any physical fatigue.

Having lost direction in life, she searched for a reason to keep living.

All she knew was how to kill demons, so she kept killing demons.

Otherwise, it felt as if her existence would be denied.

And so two years passed.

That was when she cut down one of the Demon Lord’s officers on her own.

Someone came looking for her—a man with black hair, wielding a large sword.@@novelbin@@

“Are you here to laugh at my pitiful, blood-soaked life?”

Since no one had sought her out since she graduated from the Academy, she was wary of him.