Became a Demon with Pregnancy System-Chapter 92: The Cubs of Skywing Wolf
Even Imperial-rank creatures needed long periods of sleep in infancy to rapidly develop their strength.
Since Luke was in no rush, he decided to walk to Arcadia University.
The scenery was pleasant—
Arcadia was filled with beautiful landmarks, lush trees, and—
Long legs.
Black stockings.
High heels.
Short skirts.
Everywhere.
Luke subtly nodded in approval.
This was a great city.
The local attractions were exquisite.
As Luke strolled, a golden-haired foreign woman suddenly approached him.
Her eyes sparkled as she saw the tiny Skywing Wolf in his arms.
"Wow!"
"This puppy is so cute!"
"Is it your pet?"
Luke raised a brow.
The Skywing Wolf cub opened its golden eyes.
And stretched out its paw.
The woman smiled.
"Haha, such an obedient pup—"
Then—
With a sharp swipe—
Blood splattered across the pavement.
"AHHHH!!"
The woman screamed in agony, clutching her bleeding hand.
The blonde staggered back, her expression distorted in shock and pain.
"How dare it attack me?!!"
She glared at Luke, her voice sharp and furious.
"You should control your beast!"
Luke sighed.
"Who told you it was a pet?"
"And who told you to touch it without asking?"
After walking for another hour, Luke finally reached Arcadia University.
At the main gate, a security guard sneered at him.
"Kid, if you want to join Arcadia University—"
"Don’t bother."
"You’re not good enough."
Luke raised an eyebrow. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
The Skywing Wolf cub yawned.
This was about to get interesting.
If there were no accidents, there would indeed be no accidents.
The sound of flesh tearing apart was followed by a piercing scream—one that cut through the noisy chatter of the Arcadia University students like a knife.
"Aghhhhhh!!"
The handsome male student let out a bloodcurdling shriek, staggering backward in shock.
His face contorted in agony, his body trembling violently as he clutched the stump where his right hand used to be.
Blood gushed from the severed wrist, painting the ground crimson.
"Y-You damn mutt! What the hell did you do?!"
The entire campus seemed to fall into a state of stunned silence.
The onlookers—students, professors, and staff—could only stare in horror at the merciless scene before them.
At the center of it all, perched comfortably on Luke’s shoulder, was the culprit.
The Skywing Wolf cub casually shook its little paw, flicking away the unwanted bloodstains.
Its golden eyes gleamed with a cold, indifferent glint, as if displeased that the human’s blood was too impure to be on its fur.
Then, as if nothing had happened, it curled up once more, resting its tiny head on Luke’s shoulder, dozing off without a care in the world.
Luke let out a satisfied chuckle, reaching up to pat the little cub’s head.
"Good boy. You really do take after me."
His voice was filled with genuine praise.
If there was one thing Luke couldn’t stand, it was arrogant insects who thought they were superior just because they were born into wealthy families.
It didn’t matter if they were aristocrats or commoners—in the eyes of his son, they were all prey if they lacked strength.
"You bastard!!"
The maimed student, Walter Murphy, was livid.
His once elegant face twisted into a mask of fury and humiliation.
"Kill him! Right now!!" he roared.
The two men in suits beside him—his personal bodyguards—were momentarily stunned by their young master’s mutilation.
However, upon hearing his command, they snapped out of their shock and rushed forward, their eyes burning with murderous intent.
"Boy, you’re dead!" one of them spat, lunging toward Luke.
The other formed a magic star track, summoning a bolt of lightning from the sky.
The thunderous crack of magic filled the air as a purple bolt shot straight for the Skywing Wolf cub.
But—
The cub simply lifted its tiny paw and swatted the attack away like it was a mere mosquito.
The lightning fizzled out instantly, dispersing into harmless static.
The onlookers gasped, their eyes widening in utter disbelief.
"W-What the hell?!"
"T-That cub... it deflected a high-level lightning spell so easily?!"
"Wait... does that mean...?"
A cold realization settled over the crowd.
The cute, winged wolf cub was no ordinary pet.
It was a General-level demon!
Walter Murphy’s face drained of color.
His arrogance was instantly replaced by fear as he stared at the tiny wolf that had just effortlessly repelled an attack from a mid-tier mage.
As the heir of the Murphy Family—one of Arcadia’s wealthiest clans—he had been spoiled his entire life.
No one had ever dared to lay a hand on him, much less maim him in public!
However, despite his fear, his greed flared up.
Such a beast—a rare Skywing Wolf cub with General-level potential—was worth more than a hundred of his severed hands!
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to speak through the pain.
"I am Walter Murphy," he declared.
His voice quivered slightly, but he still puffed out his chest, trying to regain his composure.
"I am the heir of the Murphy Family, one of the most influential families in Arcadia."
"This wolf now belongs to me. Hand it over, and I won’t hold a grudge over this... incident."
There was no mistaking the underlying threat in his voice.
Luke turned slowly, his eyes darkening.
"...Excuse me?"
A chill suddenly swept through the air.
The students watching the scene froze, their bodies suddenly feeling cold and stiff.
It was as if an invisible force had wrapped around their throats, choking the breath out of them.
Even the two bodyguards, who had been ready to fight, found themselves unable to move.
Then—
Walter Murphy’s face twisted in agony.
His breath hitched, his heart stuttering as his vision blurred.
His body locked up, and within seconds, he collapsed to the ground—his chest barely rising.
The life in his eyes flickered dangerously.
If someone didn’t treat him soon, he was going to die.
Luke exhaled lightly, breaking the spell.
The moment his aura retracted, the onlookers gasped for air, as if they had been drowning moments ago.
A wave of panic spread through the students.
"W-Who the hell is he...?"
