Meanwhile.

"Hmm. I didn't chase it. ”

A certain "little Lori" who escaped found that Goth and Lévy not only did not mean to pursue, but had slipped away by themselves, and couldn't help but pout.

"The current apprentice......"

The thoughts of "Little Lori" couldn't help but drift back to the past.

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This happened twenty years ago, in the year 978 of the new calendar on the clouds.

……

Cut off.

The scimitar slashed lightly through the man's throat. He made a strange sound of "ho-ho" from his mouth and staggered down. Bright red liquid splashed all over himself.

…… It's so weak. Just because of such a guy, he soiled his new clothes.

"You all deserve to die."

I couldn't help but grumble whining.

Wave the "Calamity" in your hand. Slash. Slash. Slash. Anyone who is alive has to end up with nothing left. Ah, by accident, even the horse's head was cut off. Then simply cut off all the objects that move.

No one should be allowed to escape. I promised to kill them all. The only thing he killed was a group of bad people who were better dead than alive. The sooner the better, and the sooner the better.

Finally—

The surroundings calm down. Except for the ticking of blood, even the last screams disappeared.

Is there no one left? I didn't think about it that much.

It's boring.

"That's it. These bad things are really weak. …… Wait a minute. ”

My stomach growled.

It's miserable. Cutting these people really isn't even a warm-up exercise. But I haven't eaten anything since last night. Woo......

"No way." Although they are bad people, bad people also have to eat. If you look a little, you'll know where they're hiding.

"Eat, eat......"

Began to grope outside the pile of dead people. If only the horses hadn't been hacked to death with the Calamity. Anything that has been cut by the "calamity" will become super unpalatable.

Don't eat that kind of barbecue that tastes bad!

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Meanwhile. Hundreds of meters away.

"Hywell, Fred," the able-bodied young man with short blond hair lowered his voice, "are you ready?" ”

The two companions behind him nodded at the same time.

"All set, Dieterford," the dwarf Friedrich in the short purple robe? Ngol whispered, "I'll cast a detection spell...... Try not to startle the snake as much as possible. ”

In front of you is a cottage where the robbers are entrenched. The robbers numbered more than a hundred, and each of them was a strong man. After years of construction, the fortification of the cottage is not inferior to that of a small castle. Even if these three are peerless geniuses, they must be 100,000 points of concentration.

"Hurry up, Fred, there's a smell of blood in the air. It seems ......," said Hywell, the Duke's son, and as he listened, the breeze blowing his bright red cloak, "Hey, Dietford?!" ”

"Hywell. The next time you show off the perfect nose that Perfect Body brings you, remember to talk about it a little earlier. Dietford, a young man with short blond hair, said. Without waiting for the two companions to stop him, the future emperor of the empire rushed out like an arrow from the string, heading straight for the gate of the cottage.

"Dietford!" Behind him, Haywell shouted, "Proceed with caution! ”

"There's probably a girl killed, Hywell. How could I possibly still sit still! Well, here we go, Fred, Hywell! ”

The duke's son and the dwarf mage looked at each other and followed behind Dietford. No way, who told them that their mission was to keep Dietford safe. Perhaps Dietford was indeed headstrong, and went overboard - but he was the crown prince of the Empire.

"Roar, Celestial!"

The Secret Ritual Spear in Dieterford's hand roared. The sturdy iron-clad gate of the cottage didn't even hold on for a second before it was blown away from afar. In terms of attacking the city head-on, Hywell and Fred also have their own tricks, but at this moment, the efficiency is really not as good as that of Upper Dieterford.

The three of them ran into the cottage like this. Strangely, no robbers ran out to stop it. At this moment, not only Hywell, but also Dietford and Fred smelled blood in the air: that was so heavy...... It's definitely not as simple as dying one or two people. Say?!

The three of them turned a corner—

"W-......?"

What appeared before the eyes of the three of them was a hellish sight. The dead bodies were a mess, and the ground was stained with blood. A headless corpse lay at Dietford's feet. Some of the robbers had their throats cut off, some had their waists cut in two, and some had their heads cut off. Even the war horse tethered to the corner did not escape. Even though Dietford has been on the battlefield for a long time, he can't help but feel sick to see this tragic situation.

"All of them, dead ......," Fred said softly.

The three of them could not imagine what kind of surprise attack the bandits had suffered. However, the facts are clear: before the three of them arrived at the cottage, a powerful uninvited guest had already visited the place and slaughtered all the robbers. The man came so suddenly that the robbers didn't even have time to react.

All the robbers were wounded by the same sharp weapon. That should be some kind of scythe or curved blade. Is it some Mystic Warrior......?

"That man's strength," Hywell said, silently drawing his silver-white sword in his hand, "is not below me." Beware. ”

Although he has always been unconvinced, Prince Dietford understands in his heart that as a secret warrior, his current strength is indeed inferior to Hywell. In this way, he even said that the strength of the other party is by no means below his own......? That is, is the other party at least as strong as Hywell......?

"Interesting." The Empire's Blue Sea-level Secret Ritual Warrior Dietford knew all of them, and none of them used similar weapons. I've heard of a few in the Blue Sky Level, but none of them seem to be people who would do such a thing. In other words, a super secret warrior who has never even heard of himself, the crown prince? Who exactly robbed their prey?

The fighting spirit burned in his chest. The young prince strode towards the depths of the cottage.

"Dietford?" The dwarf mages were a little worried that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had thrown their original purpose out of the clouds.

"Shhhh......h It's over there......" He paused to carefully discern the content of the voice.

But Dietford didn't want to stop and wait for his friend.

"I heard that, too." He said. He walked towards a hut on his right.

If it is a robber's fish that slips through the net, it will be killed. If it's a victim, help it. If it's the mysterious Mystic Warrior...... And what better a declaration of war than to grab someone's head - well, is it a reason to challenge?

Bang!

Dietford kicked the door open with a thunderous kick. The tattered wooden door whimpered and fell to the ground. Let me see it now, Dietford thought to himself. Who is the one hiding in the house?

The next second, Dietford's body was "petrified".

……

The three of Dieterford, who passed through the town, heard that a girl had been robbed by robbers, and immediately marched towards the robbers' stronghold. The townsfolk also asked the "Wild Rose" of the Mercenary Guild, but after all, far water could not quench their thirst.

The only thing that puzzled me was that the girl wasn't from the town. Several townsfolk who witnessed her being taken away by the robbers saw her for the first time. It's hard to imagine that little Lori at that age would travel alone, but her travel companion was not found in the town. Even if you run away from home from a neighboring town, you can't run that far......

Of course, these are all minutiae. The three of Dietford didn't have time to investigate such a boring little question, so they immediately set out on a journey.

And now, by surprise, they have found the answer to their question.

……

"Huh?" Lichenda looked up.

There shouldn't be any creatures missing, Lichenda was secretly annoyed. No way. Maybe someone who came back from outside. Lichenda took the chicken leg in her mouth and picked up the "calamity" on the ground. If you control the angle of the cut, you shouldn't splash blood on the drumsticks, right?

……

Dietford petrified.

The resourceful dwarf mage Friedrich? Ngol was completely silent when he saw this scene.

Even Hywell, who was always known to be calm and composed, entered a brief brain shutdown state.

In the kitchen of a robber cottage......

A little girl who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a beige dress and covered in blood, sat on the ground, holding an emerald green scimitar in her hand, and locked on them with murderous eyes.

In her mouth, she still had a half-eaten chicken leg in her mouth.