Master’s Smile

"I can't let you go from here."

When one unit was devastated by Laradi and Sorgros, there was also movement on the stage that was heading from other paths towards the Dark Alliance.

In front of this unit, one woman stood to block the way.

"Are you an Alliance member of the Dark Alliance, The Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla)?

"Oh, yeah"

The woman nodded proudly instead of hiding it when she said it was not strange to be condemned to death just because she belonged to the Dark Alliance.

Two splendid horns had grown from between the hair tied to the twin tails.

"Does the Dark Alliance also have demonic constituents?

"Oh. Or more than human, our guild"

"... you're going to answer me very well."

The Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla), a dark guild with little information in it.

Many times before, kingdoms and guilds sent assassins in to get information, but with thorough intelligence control, no information came in at all.

Most assassins had not returned and had been hurt to such an extent that they could never return to work again if they did.

The location of the guild on this crusade request was also questionable, but this information was correct because this woman says she is a member of the Army of Salvation (Yerkutilla).

However, there was no doubt that the information was valuable, and I doubted that the pellets and members would answer that valuable information.

"Hmm? Because..."

You ask strange things, a woman who laughs bitterly.

"What would it matter to say to those who die here?

―――――

A woman who was supposed to be dozens of meters away from herself suddenly appeared in front of her.

Its face is neat to the edge and so beautiful that I have never seen it before, but such emotions never surfaced in this unusual height of physical ability.

"Wow!

A knight of a subordinate who was next to a man waves his sword with a roar that can be both temper and scream.

Pointing a weapon at a woman is not a very nice act as a kingdom knight, except if the other person is a member of the Dark Alliance.

At the end of the knight's swinging sword is the woman's head.

A sword swung down with tough muscle strength would easily deform a woman's head.

"Oops."

"Become!?

Such predictions are betrayed lightly.

The blunt sound of gimmicks and stiff things bumping into each other echoes.

The sword waved down by the knight had been taken by the woman's arms.

"Keh, the sword...... Huh!!

Moreover, when he thought that, incredibly, there was a crack in his sword, he was so shattered at the next moment.

"In return."

"Yikes!!

A sharp kick of a woman was slammed into the belly of a knight who was crushed and flashing his sword.

The iron armor, which should be sturdy, was shattered unbroken by that blow.

A woman's kick, which was supposed to be more impotent than a man's, easily blew up a formidable knight.

"What do you mean!? Why is it intact to have your arm slashed by a sword?

"I'm racially sturdy, I am. Well, thanks to this, I can protect my master."

A niggling, proudly laughing woman.

The look on his face was also very beautiful.

"Now, you guys coming after the master, you have to get him to die here. Sorry, but accept me."

When she finished saying that, the woman was attacked by kingdom knights and members of the Grey Guild.

The men are beautifully armed with swords and armor, whereas the women are unarmed and have nothing.

Which is more advantageous, at a glance.

But the battle had women unilaterally beating up knights and guild members.

Strong men, who should be used to rough things, are overwhelmed with their bare hands by women with thin lines.

When beaten, men sink into the ground spitting blood reflexes.

"Damn!!

"... are you okay?

"Ri, Master Litter!?

An emotionless voice that reaches an evil knight.

It belonged to Ritter, a female knight who wasn't supposed to be here.

"Why are you here...? No, if Master Ritter is here, that monster woman is not an enemy either!

It's inexplicable that you weren't in the crusade, but now is not the time to care about that.

Besides, joy is not a bad thing to have a litter.

With her high abilities, she may still be able to defeat horny women who are beating down the crusaders one after the other to the ground.

Litter is an iron masked woman who doesn't know what she's thinking, but her strength is top among kingdom knights.

He was a man who had decided to be sadly prepared, but I could see hope.

…… What are you talking about?

"Uh... Master Litter?

Kyoton and his strangely leaning neck litter stared at the man's face.

The man doesn't know what they're saying either, he floats a question mark...

―――――

What the man could barely see was that the litter had been slashed on himself with sharp sword muscle.

The man's neck had been nicely amputated by a litter.

The neck of a man falling to the ground with a pocan look on his face.

"Oh, tired, litter....... hmm? Hey, what's up?

"... yeah. I spoke to Reese, and I was surprised this guy answered."

The woman who wiped out all the crusaders but the man Ritter killed - Reese labors Ritter.

Litter shows the same faceless look, even though I thought in my heart I didn't do it for you.

"No, but Litter's relentless, too. Technically not, but you're a colleague, right?

"No."

Ritter strongly denied it when Reese said looking at the man who had his neck jumped.

It was a hard reaction to see from her entering the quiet and dear category.

Litter says with a suspicious light in his eyes.

"I can't believe the guy trying to get his hands on the master, he's less than a maggot"

"I know that."

"I just let you finish with one blow, I'm humanitarian"

Litter, who tried to do harm to the master and let him die without suffering, would still be kind.

Because by now, that man, caught by the sorgros, is savoring the hell out of his brains.

Litter lifts the neck he drops with a leopard.

"What are you gonna do with that? You're gonna bury him?

"Yeah. Show this to your master and get compliments"

In Ritter's mind, he was delusional to the point where the master, who was thrilled to take his neck, would drag him into his arms in honor of his reward.

My cheeks stain pop red and my lower abdomen gets hot.

It's okay. I'm well prepared so you can ask me anytime you want.

"No, can't you praise me?

Reese laughs at the thought of the troubled master when he is given a bloody man's neck.

Well, if I told you to praise me, you'd praise me.

Reese also went into paranoia again.

My master warmly hugs me as I gently stroke my horns.

And stay in bed.

…………

"... you're taking the lease too?

"Yes, uniform"

After this, it is for the record that the master who was delivered the neck of the men exclaimed in his heart.