Legend

"Ha!

An adventurer man collapses to the ground with a distressed voice.

Before that adventurer is Anterm, a rank A adventurer.

Adventurers falling on the ground are also the only ones entrusted with the escort of the aristocratic city, with a corresponding strength.

But Anterm is more than a Rank A adventurer, he's not the one who can handle it just because he has the strength to do so.

"Imitate me to get in my way... know me as much as you can!

"Crouch!"

Exasperated and dewy, Anterm kicks a man of fallen adventurers on the ground.

A man blows up for about a few meters and falls over the ground.

The other adventurers watched such an exchange.

I was watching, but I just can't get my hands on it because I understand that if I pinch my mouth here, I'm going to be attacked the next time.

"Even though I have an alias, I can't forgive that kind of attitude toward me as a nobleman"

You remember interacting with Ray, Anterm kicks the ground in the dew with frustration too.

The solid ground sinks a few centimeters lightly.

It was a casual blow, but the ground showed how much power was put into the act.

Exasperated and dewy, Anterm's gaze came from a fainting adventurer when he tried to be directed to his next prey...

"What are you doing!

Such a voice echoed around me unexpectedly.

Anterm recruits frustration when he realizes that the word was the same as the man of the adventurer who earlier ordered himself from above with a gaze.

But when I understand who the person who spoke that voice is, I manage to erase the frustration that was on my face.

Of course it only quenched the irritation on the surface, and there is still a blackened flame of anger burning in the anterm.

"This, Lord Reuters. Hey, what's up?

Reuters Zorgela.

The three men of the Count Zorguela family, now in their twenties, are here in this guild to gather all sorts of information.

"What's wrong, not! Why are you hurting the adventurers we employ! And there was a protest.... You don't have to tell me what the protest is, do you?

Stare at the anterm.

Originally Reuters were against hiring Anterm.

But there's no option to not hire a three-man Reuters just someone who came in the form of a personal request from his parents.

I don't... but for Reuters, a man named Anterm is a real pain in the ass.

He sounds like a Rank A adventurer and his strength is real.

But it was troublesome for Anterm to have that strength.

On my first day here, I bumped into a guy who was directing some of Reuters' hired adventurers to do a mock fight.

It's a mock fight, so there was no such thing as dying on both sides... but that's what knocked the adventurers who fought Anterm down to the bottom of despair.

Imposing inches to keep them from dying, but Imposing inches means fighting will last forever as long as the opponent doesn't break.

Not to mention Anterm pretended to fail a little... really just a little bit, he also imitated things like doing damage to his opponent.

The man who was repeated it and knew he could not beat Anterm no matter what, broke his heart.

The man was also an adventurer I trusted with Reuters for quite a long time, but nevertheless Reuters' position was that he couldn't do anything about it to Anterm, who was directly requested by his parents.

No, I can do things that make me dissatisfied, but that's all I can do after all.

I can't do more to my neck than to be a person my parents hire and not even a fatal downfall.

For such a Reuters, the fact that a complaint came from another nobleman does not go as far as to be fatal...... but it was nevertheless enough to devalue the anterm

"Are you talking about a guy called Deep Red? No problem then. We'll figure it out in no time. In the best way for everyone."

"Don't be ridiculous!

To Anterm's words, Reuters cries out in disgruntlement and dew.

It's only been about a few years since Reuters started living in the Guild.

Even in such a short time, we naturally know what Ray is like in the Guild.

Above all, Ray is the opponent of what is said to be Gilm's lord Dusker's katana.

I rubbed it with such a person... I didn't set it up from Ray either, and if Anterm wanted Ray's obedient seth, I wouldn't have to think which was worse at that point.

And naturally, if Anterm were to be brought to justice, the damage would even be done to the Reuters and Count Zorgela families who had hired that Anterm.

This was a good reason for Reuters to dispose of Anterm.

"If you're going to draw noble blood, you know how influential Uncle Larks is, don't you?

"Yeah, I know. He is a man who leads a small faction called the Neutral Faction, known only as the Three Factions."

"... I would have liked you to think about why that little faction is among the three main factions, if you could. For me... No, for the Count Zorgela family, your presence is only harmful"

"So, what are you gonna do with me?

"Neck."

In short, I assure you so.

"... what?

If I tried to anterm it, the words out of Reuters' mouth would have been totally unexpected.

I didn't even think they would suddenly say it was my neck just because I was aware of my strength as a Rank A Adventurer.

It would be the difference in perception between Anterm and Reuters around here.

Seeing how such an anterm is, is that all the light of joy in the eyes of the adventurers a sign that the anterm was hated by the other adventurers?

If this was just the person you'd be looking at from above, the adventurers would have had something to do with it.

However, Anterm was an irresistible opponent because he possessed a very high level of strength.

"You didn't hear me? You're neck. With you, there's a good chance it'll do a lot of damage to the Count Zorguela family. You don't have to hire someone like that at all."

I assure you so, Anterm says nothing to Reuters.

But with time, anger and killing seeps out of that body.

The first thing I noticed about that killing was naturally the adventurer around me.

... It was a pass as an adventurer to feel the killer of Anterm and move to shelter Reuters instantly.

When our people were being attacked by Anthelm, we didn't do anything like move by our cuteness, but Reuters was our employer.

Nor is that the person I just met yesterday, a man I've known for quite some time.

As a nobleman, I have no meaninglessly high pride, so it was easy to hang out with the adventurers.

So, I moved to shelter from the anterm... which irritates the other person.

Those who are lower ranked and stronger than themselves do such imitations.

That is by no means acceptable to Anterm.

I also feel like I'm being insulted, instantly putting blood up my head.

"You!

With that angry voice, the long sword is pulled out of the sheath, and in an instant it packs an intermission with the adventurers.

The adventurers manage to react to such an Anthelm attack... taking an Anthelm blow with the long sword one had.

But only a Rank A Adventurer, and Anterm's blow isn't as easy to prevent.

Although I managed to take a blow, the shock causes it to blow away.

Still, we were able to create enough gaps for the other adventurers to make their next move.

... That's what I thought, the moment one of the adventurers moves to poke that gap, its neck is lightly severed and flies through the air.

Why are you releasing such a blow in a situation where you just fired a blow earlier?

If you were watching, you couldn't understand that, but still you don't have the option to attack more than your buddies have been hit.

"Ha!

Release a blow by the Long Sword, but when Anterm glances at that blow coming at him, he looks at the opponent who has attacked him with a contempt eye... The next moment, this one also unleashes another blow by the Long Sword.

Obviously Anterm fired a slower blow, but hit the target first... it was the adventurer man who was decapitated, just like the first man.

It would be an overwhelming difference in skill, with this neighborhood between regular Rank C adventurers and Rank A adventurers.

And in less than a minute, only Anterm and Reuters will be alive in the garden.

... No, the man of the first adventurer to be kicked and blown up by Anterm and passed out is still alive, but not very much, but can't be expected as a force of war.

In that sense, the expression being two would not be so wrong.

"What are you going to do? You think you can imitate like this and just suck!

Reuters says the adventurers he employs were killed, but he doesn't look frightened just to put his anger on the table.

I wonder if I will not be killed... not at all.

In the worst case scenario, I expected to be killed here, but that's how I understand that as a nobleman I can't take a step back from someone like Anterm.

Above all, because if anything were to happen here that I would leave, it would have been a feeling of sorry for the adventurers killed by Anthelm.

In the first place, the dangers of Anthelm were well understood at the time of the simulation with those who had led the adventurer on the first day.

Still, I couldn't pay much attention because it was an introduction from my parents.

Of course, I paid attention, but that became superficial considering the impact of my parents' home.

That's why Reuters regretted it.

"Just soothe? Of course, it'll just be a shame. If you're aware, there's no one left from this mansion.... the body, the guy who's passed out over there, and... you too!

With that word, Anterm releases a poke with a long sword.

At this time, Reuters' neck would have been lightly amputated had he waved a long sword.

Yet what Anterm unleashed was a poke.

That wasn't a mistake in choosing to attack… of course it wasn't mercy or anything, but a blow to torment Reuters against themselves for a little while longer.

In fact, although Reuters had his flank pierced, there was no such thing as an instant death from that blow.

... Instead, intense severe pain has struck me.

"Gu......"

It was as if even a scorching stick had poked at him...... he was not a pain, but a Reuters who felt the heat flanking him and raised his distressed voice, but still wouldn't stop acting like staring at the anterm.

That didn't bother Anterm extra, the long sword released pierces Reuters' body in an instant in all three places.

The blow emitted inflicts a continuous burning pain on Reuters.

But still, Reuters won't stop staring at Anterm.

Reuters are noble, but they don't have anything like combat training to go to war.

As a matter of course, I've never actually experienced anything like being pierced with a long sword.

Still, it would be from his pride as a nobleman not to cry out for pain or imitate him begging for his life to Anterm.

I'm right in front of you, who you think you can call a nobleman.

I could never imitate the Count Zorguela family like I could see them imitating me in such a blatant way.

"I don't understand what you're thinking. However... this is the kind of imitation I did in this guild. Your future has been decided.... Ha... Ha... Ha!

A laugh out of Reuters' mouth, mocking himself.

That doesn't bother him, and Reuters flashes his long sword the next moment to amputate his neck just like the rest of the adventurers.

Blood erupts violently, both from the necks of other adventurers rolling around and from Reuters' necks.

Anterm sees such a sight with exasperation.... No, expressions like peeking are more correct.

But that time will soon be over.

There's nothing more I can do than kill you like this.

All we can do is keep this matter unknown for a little while...

"I mean, all the residents of this mansion are in the way."

"Hih!

When Anterm's gaze is directed at the mansion, the maid, who was hardened by too much sight, slips out of her hips and buttocks as she screams.

Still trying to figure it out and get away from the anterm...

"You were unlucky.... you can't get away. Nevertheless, does the smell of blood...... have to be deluded for a while with magic items? It's a hassle to get rid of the body."

Tell him so, flashing the long sword and amputating the maid's neck.

... didn't hang long enough until all the humans who were on the premises of the Count Zorgela's mansion died.