Supreme BeastTamer: I Can Copy and Upgrade Skills 10x!

"What is happening!?"

"Something is wrong with the instructors—they're attacking us!"

From her arched windows, Bridget watched as the academy premises descended into what she could only describe as absolute chaos. Students were running helter-skelter, their eyes wide with horror.

Nearby, a group of younger students tried to escape, but a towering instructor intercepted them. He moved like a shadow, his blade slicing through flesh without hesitation. Their bodies thudded to the ground, and their cries stopped almost immediately.

Realization shone in Bridget's eyes, and she cursed. "Dammit, they infiltrated the academy!"

By they, she was referring to the Order of the Flaming Rose, as she witnessed one of the newest instructors—who had just joined the academy some years back—retrieve a giant banner with a single burning rose from thin air.

The banner unfurled dramatically, the dark fabric emblazoned with a single burning rose, catching the attention of everyone. The flame in the center seemed to flicker like a real fire.

With a single, well-practiced motion, the instructor hurled it upward. It soared over the rooftops before catching on the spire of the main academy building, where it draped ominously.

Bridget's face turned dark, her eyes gleaming with chilling coldness. This was her academy! The only thing her parents left behind! The only thing that bastard from the royal family didn't snatch from her! She wouldn't stand idly by and watch it burn!

Her gaze hardened, and a crushing pressure poured out from her.

Rattle! Rattle!

The room began to tremble as if an earthquake was occurring, and the glass of the windows creaked before eventually shattering into millions of shards that flew everywhere.

Bridget took a single step,

However…

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…Before she could move, a panicked voice sounded behind her. She turned around, noticing the presence of one of the senior instructors, blood staining his sleeves. It seemed he had barely managed to fight off an ambush.

Bridget clenched her fists. "We kill every last traitor."

As she said this, she moved to the balcony, but just as she stepped down a few stairs, Bridget's eyes flashed sharply. She tilted her head, a swishing sound echoing as she easily avoided the tip of a sword aimed at her vitals.

She turned around, only to find the instructor staring at her, disappointment flickering in his eyes.

"Just how many of you are working for that disgusting organization?" she mumbled to herself. Then, she pointed her fingers like a gun—

A sound like a cannon detonation echoed.

Boom!

Following the sound, the headless body of the instructor collapsed, with a fountain of blood shooting out from where his head should've been.

Bridget didn't care about the bloody mess in her office and leaped from the balcony of the fourteen-story building, landing with the grace of a seasoned warrior. There was no sign of pain in her eyes, and she immediately went for the nearest instructor attacking two students.

She effortlessly killed him with her purple blast, rescuing the students. Before she could make another move—

A flaming arrow whistled through the air, embedding itself in one of the academy buildings, and it erupted in flames instantly.

Bridget spun, her eyes narrowing.

Atop the walls of the academy gates, hooded figures watched like reapers surveying a battlefield. More members of the Order. They had planned this for years, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

"Destroy the young and watch the future crumble!"

Bridget's gaze snapped toward the source—one of the hooded figures atop the wall, his outstretched hand still glowing from the magic that had fired the flaming arrow.

Aiming her hand at him, a purple beam left her fingertip, blowing his head clean off.

The entire academy was in chaos. Some instructors were fighting against the members of the Order of the Flaming Rose, but they were outmatched. It was two against one.

"So many corpses… So many deaths…"

Bridget's eyes burned with anger when she saw the bodies of instructors and students slowly forming a mountain.

For the first time, something strange started to occur…

A dark mist began to slither out of her body, seeping into the corpses.

"I promised myself after that day… that I'd never use this power. But I have to."

Her gaze hardened.

"I can't afford to lose the last thing my parents left behind for me."

As she said these words, the fingers of the corpses twitched.

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Meanwhile…

In the training field where the special class was training, an unbelievable sight was unfolding.

The ever-so-chatty busybody, Blake, had attacked a female student. This was something none of them had anticipated, but the bloodied and lifeless student was the proof they all needed.

"You! What's the meaning of this!?" one of the students shouted, drawing his weapon.

Nyx also retrieved her Radiant Sword, taking a defensive posture as she snickered. I always knew something was wrong with him.

Theo and Kali also retrieved their respective weapons—Theo with his jewel-encrusted sword and Kali with his sledgehammer.

Even the instructor, Wendy, who was overseeing the training, was in shock.

"Explain yourself! What's the meaning of this!?" she demanded coldly.

Because the field was a bit isolated from the rest of the academy, they were yet to catch wind of the chaos unfolding.

"You still don't get it, do you?" Blake chuckled as he slowly took off the blindfold he had been wearing all this while, revealing a pair of mesmerizing yet deadly crimson eyes.

However, this was not what shocked the onlookers.

It was his tone… It didn't sound like his usual annoying, boyish voice at all. Instead, it sounded deep yet distinctly feminine.

"Although he's not here, you all are enough for me to rank up and become a Level 80 agent," Blake spoke and lunged at a nearby student who was still processing the sudden attack.

He barely had time to react before Blake's palm struck his chest, sending him flying into the distance.

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But Wendy didn't move.

She remained standing in a daze.

"That voice…" she mumbled, her expression blank with shock. "Why does it sound so familiar? What is this despair I'm feeling?"

At that moment—

With a wave of his hand, tendrils of crimson energy surged from the ground, lashing out like vipers.

One of the students leaped to dodge, only for another tendril to pierce through his thigh, pinning him in midair before slamming him to the ground.

"When could he condense his mana like that!? And isn't mana usually blue or purple? Why is his red!?" one of the students cursed as he parried an attack from Blake.

"You bastards—taste my hammer!" Kali roared, swinging down with full force.

Blake sidestepped effortlessly, delivering a brutal knee to his attacker's stomach.

Kali gasped, spitting blood before collapsing at Blake's feet.

"He—He knocked out Kali with one attack! Oh my god!"

"We don't stand a chance!"

Despair settled in their hearts.

"I guess it's time I shed this skin."

Blake laughed, and with a slight twist of the ring on his finger—

His appearance began to change.

Barely ten seconds later—

A red-skinned girl stood before them, a giant wrapped sword strapped to her back.

"You…"

Wendy's eyes widened in terror, her heart pounding violently as she recognized the figure standing before her. It was her—the same girl who had nearly killed her and Nox in Snowhelm.