I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey Chapter 139: Shattered Glass

Debra didn't have a name. She was a pure assassin, trained since adoption, and the only significant tool she ever had since her birth was a useful knife.

Despite many years of brutal training and even having her body modified into a penumbra creature that greatly increased her ability to conceal herself, Debra bore no grudge nor took it for granted. She was proud of being able to provide her strength to the organization.

She wasn't qualified to know the real name of the organization and could only remember its symbol—a long sword cloaked in flames.

Debra had a fervent love for the organization. She knew how powerful the organization was with its far reaching resources and how they constantly pushed towards a path of light and righteousness.

They had many enemies, and they would make enemies with the rest of the world. But their cause was absolutely just and they would eventually achieve victory!

For this reason, Debra was willing to be an insignificant stepping stone in the pioneering process of creating this new world.

This was her life's purpose. All the pain and sacrifice was for a great cause, even if it meant death!

Therefore, when she was tasked to assassinate Wilde, she accepted it without hesitation.

She even accepted an extremely painful second modification that allowed her to become a true umbra creature. There was a very special gap within reality and dream, known as the 'shadow realm', where umbra creatures could inhabit temporarily.

Normally, umbra creatures weren't aggressive and were just like plankton, spending all their time jumping through shadows, feeding, merging, and continuously being born.

They were discordant with the real world and only very few magicians could manipulate them, however, this was merely composed of changing the shape of their shadow, or making an umbra creature leave the shadows.

However, an umbra creature couldn't leave the shadow realm, just like how a fish couldn't be out of water for long without dying.

Summoning these creatures wasn't of much use, and as time passed, um

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