To be precise, the adventurers were mobilized in the name of “mock training” according to Yuria’s plan, but their skills were real.
At the same time, the Sakiel Knights who were aiming to assassinate Bahamut were also selected elites.
Both sides were capable of showing physical abilities that surpassed those of ordinary humans with the ability to hande mana.
Time passed, the fierce battle between the adventurers of the Beden Merchant Company and the Sakiel Knights continued…
Suddenly, a Sakiel took advantage of the melee and rushes at Isolda.
“Die you b1tch!”
“…!”
In response, Isolda tried to defend herself with the wooden stick, but the opponent easily cut it apart with his steel dagger.
And…
“Keugh!”
The slash left a deep cut on Isolda’s forearm.
As the tremendous feeling of pain spread across her mind, Isolda lost her balance and fell to the floor.
‘That’s right..I deserve this for trying to deceive him…’
Isolda lamented her current state where she had fallen to the ground like a beggar.
At the same time, the thought of death began to take over her mind.
However…
“Aagh!”
“Faaak!”
The next moment, with a mournful scream, the man’s head flew away, separating from his body.
A fountain of b1ood gushed out of the man’s neck, covering Isolda’s body with crimson red.
“Uh?”
An expression full of surprise took over Isolda’s face, along with a feeling of relief at the sudden situation…and a strange feeling of dread.
Sakiel’s body collapsed on the floor in front of her.
Then, the person who she usually considered to be unpleasant, but at this moment, the person she wanted to see more than anyone else come into Isolda’s view.
At the same time, the situation which had been in a tense battle, suddenly changed.
“Aaargh!”
“What the…you…”
The adventurers faces began to light up.
On the other hand, deep fear began to dwell in the eyes of the Sakiel Knights who had gathered for the assassination.
They felt a terrifying sensation that penetrated the depths of their soul.
With fearful eyes, they stared at the appearance of an existence that made their instincts scream out in dread!
“Ki1l! I will ki1l you all! The basta*rds who dared to touch my master…my Bahamut. Not even one will live…I will ki1l you all… ”
A woman slowly approached them with a greatsword while muttering words full of murderous intent.
Ophelia Crimson.
A green light was shining in her eyes, and the tremendous mana that flowed along the greatsword in her hand was ripping the surrounding air into shreds!
“Hhhha…aaagh!”
A Sakiel attacked with his weapon without hesitation, seized by a fear he had never experienced before.
But…
Shhhrrrrrrttth!
His body was split into two in an instant before he even got close to the woman.
Watching their companion’s body collapse in a pool of b1ood, the other Sakiels began to recognize the seriousness of the situation.
“This… this is… dangerous!”
“No…stop the operation! This…hurry up and retreat…”
Ophelia vividly exuded the presence and power that no one would dare to face.
In response, the Sakiels gathered their wits and hurriedly tried to escape.
But…
“Quaaagh!”
“Keoouk!”
Their screams begin to echo in the alleyway.
Isolda turned her head away from the horrible scene in front of her without realizing it.
Streams of b1ood gushed out right in front of her. She couldn’t bear to watch as the Sakiel Knights rolled on the floor with their arms and legs falling off as they tried to escape.
‘What…that woman…is scary…’
Ophelia ‘subdued’ the assassins with practiced movements, all the while keeping an expressionless face.
Witnessing the one sided massacre, the adventurers who had participated in Yuria’s ‘mock training’ began to feel chills running down their spines.
‘If we ever make a wrong move, we might end up like that…’
‘I knew she was strong to some extent, but…to think it would be like this…’
‘Ophelia Crimson…she wasn’t Mister Bahamut’s personal escort for nothing…’
‘So this is the reason why a low-ranking adventurer became an executive at the Beden Merchant Company overnight…’
The way Ophelia ‘subjugated’ the assassins left a deep impression in the minds of all those present at the scene.
After the incident, the gossip about Ophelia saying that she was a low-class adventurer and she only succeeded due to luck, completely disappeared.
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