A Failed Vile Person

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The sky was slowly lighting up. The Salamander Demons floating on the surface of the lake were diving into the water. Most Salamander Demons preferred to show up at night; the surface of the lake would glitter like it was covered with pieces of copper under the moonlight. 

When the dawn broke, most of the Salamander Demons would leave, allowing boats to travel across the lake once again. The Salamander Demons were relatively slow compared to many Warrior-level creatures; it was effortless to shake them off when traveling across the lake quickly enough. Their numbers were significantly higher, so it was easy to be surrounded by them.