The first floor of the Lord's Mansion has been completely occupied by bandits.

But even so, even the aristocratic mansions in small border towns have a large floor area.

With the limited manpower of the bandits, it is impossible to truly control the entire level.

In order to improve the efficiency of plundering, they carried out a simple division of labor.

At the entrance of each entrance, two people were left to guard.

The bandit leader personally led a dozen or so subordinates to gather in the restaurant to take stock of the looted property.

And the rest of the people were scattered around the building and looted at will.

However, the bandit leader frowned.

Less, too little.

He didn't expect that the harvest would be far from what he expected, and that there were not many valuable goods stored in this seemingly glamorous building.

"Hey, hey, hey! Fuck me hard! Whoever dares to fish in troubled waters, be careful that Lao Tzu breaks his bones! Don't fucking just play with women! What I want to see is money! Turn over the boxes and cabinets and get all the valuable things!"

Several vicious orders were given, but the execution efficiency of the minions still did not improve, which made the bandit leader more and more anxious.

"Boss, this place is quite poor!"

A goblin lowered his head and counted the coins in his hand, and then shouted in a shrill voice.

"Damn! I need you to say that I'm not blind!"

The goblin's report added fuel to the fire was rewarded with a resounding slap from the bandit leader, causing the diminutive body to spin like a spinning top, and finally crashing into the furnace by the wall in embarrassment.

"Head, head...... Rest easy. I've heard that the lord here has a couple of young daughters, if they can be kidnapped......"

In order to appease the angry leader, the thin Terran bandit on the other side hurriedly interjected with a sneer.

"Oh, noble girl......"

The topic of his subordinates succeeded in piquing the interest of the leader, making him touch his chin and think about it.

"Well, yes, I guess it can be sold for a good price. ”

The aristocratic little girls with fine skin and tender flesh have always been sought-after goods in the slave market, and if they can be sold abroad, they will be worth dozens of times more than ordinary women.

In this way, today is not a wasted journey.

"!

But at this moment, the bandit leader panicked.

Because he suddenly realized that among his men was a despicable man named Eric.

The thought of the ugly scar on his cheek made the bandit leader feel a stomachache.

Because, Eric is a man with a special fetish, and he is famous for his penchant for abusing young children.

Whether it is a man or a woman, if it falls into his hands, the child will be made out of human shape in a few clicks.

- In case he catches those noble girls......!

"Where's Eric!?Erik's bastard!"

Thinking of this, the bandit leader was anxious, and he looked around and shouted loudly, hoping to find Eric in the restaurant.

"Boss, Eric is from the looting team, and he is not here......"

"it! Don't say it sooner!"

The flattering skinny thief failed to guess the cause of the leader's anxiety, and received a resounding slap in the face, rolling to the edge of the fire, and stacking himself with the previous goblin.

"Why don't you drag Eric's bastard back to Lao Tzu?

"Yes, yes! Boss!

The skinny Terran bandit immediately got up and rushed to the door.

But the bandit leader was still reassured, he stretched out his finger and randomly selected a few of his subordinates.

"Over there, you, you, and you! Divide up for Lao Tzu to find the noble girl! By the way, tell everyone you meet on the road, whoever sees Eric's dog thing, don't say a word, give him a stick and beat him unconscious!"

"Yes, yes!

The named bandits raised their weapons and followed the skinny minions towards the door of the restaurant.

Unfortunately, none of these unlucky minions were able to get their feet out of the door safely.

The wooden door of the restaurant bounced up with a loud thud, along with the sturdy door frame.

Several bandits who walked towards the door were caught off guard, and were hit by the oncoming door, floating into the air, and crashing straight into the wall behind them.

Then, their skulls made a sound like melons and fruits cracking, and there was no more movement.

In the center of the empty doorway, a figure appeared.

It was a girl about eight or nine years old, with shoulder-length peach-blond hair and a pink pajama dress.

At this time, the girl's beautiful facial features were distorted by an undisguised anger.

The impactful scene of knocking the main entrance of the restaurant into the air is undoubtedly her masterpiece.

Among the bandits present, including the more than a dozen people, including the ringleader, no one dared to act rashly for a while.

"Mom, damn, little girl, what's wrong with you?"

The bandit leader lowered his voice and cast a wary glance at the little girl who suddenly appeared.

Alice...... Alice El Cruise Neal. The daughter of the owner of this house. ”

The girl's gaze looked directly at her opponent, and her voice was crisp and loud, and she declared her name with dignity, as if even the air was shaken.

- The lord's daughter.

The bandit leader looked at the other party suspiciously, he never expected that the fat meat would be automatically delivered to the door at this juncture.

But he couldn't be happy, because in just a blink of an eye, several of his subordinates died.

"What the are you doing!?What are you afraid of?It's just a little girl on the other side!Tie her up to Lao Tzu!She's our cash cow!"

I have to admire the rugged and loud voice of the bandit leader, which always plays a role in boosting morale at critical moments.

As the bandit leader said, the opponent is just a pampered aristocratic girl, and he is outnumbered.

No matter what tricks she plays, she can't shake the absolute superiority of the bandits in numbers and physique.

In this way, under the leader's drink, the bandit minions, who were still hesitant, all gained courage and rushed towards the girl.

And the girl, in the face of the swarming enemy, just rolled her eyes unhurriedly and glanced around cursoryly.

The next battle...... No, it wasn't a battle at all, because the bandits' attacks didn't even reach their opponents, and they were all dodged by Alice with the slightest movement.

While dodging, Alice can even take a leisurely step, step by step towards the position of the bandit leader.

The bandits, who missed the blow, did not give up there, and they quickly regained their balance and attacked from behind the girl.

But it didn't change anything.

Alice didn't turn her head to meet the attack, as if she had eyes behind her back, she moved her upper limbs slightly, and defused the attacks from the blind spot one by one with a slight difference, and no one could stop the girl's steady progress.

In stark contrast to Alice's unkempt and unhurried posture, the bandits lost their balance and fell in embarrassment.

The men repeated the process of falling, getting up, and falling down again, until they were exhausted and staggered on the floor.

They are like monkeys being played, and they try their best to beat the air.

The humiliation and anger caused the bandits to lose their minds, and finally, one of them, forgot the order to "capture alive" and swung his blade at the girl.

And at the moment when a few strands of Alice's hair were wiped off, the man paid a heavy price for it-

In the next second, the original girl's breath, which was as thick as a pool of deep water, suddenly turned into a sharp killing intent.

At the same time, the sense of security in the crowd that is taken for granted but unfounded is shattered. Because Alice's killing intent condensed into a slap, it cleanly hit the back of the man's head.

At first glance, it looks like a light blow, but the force is so great that it buries the man's head in the floor and kills him instantly.

The girl's ferocious counterattack and the amazing power she displayed were enough to arouse the fear of the rest of the people.

The bandits, who had been shattered by their minds, wielded their hideous blades and slashed at the girl's delicate body.

Instead of dodging, Alice unleashed her unique palm pose and began an unpredictable dance.

The movement seemed to be not fast, but it seemed to read every vibration of the air, and with an extremely delicate time difference, it was unharmed in the rain of attacks.

Every time her palms unleashed a wonderful block like flowing water, almost at the same time, the sword in the bandit's hand would swing into the air with an extremely exaggerated amplitude, making her body unbalanced.

Then, before they could regain their balance, a slap that tore through the air followed.

With the force that burst out from the bottom of his palm, enough to penetrate the muscles, the bandits' fragile organs were instantly crushed, and they vomited blood and died.

Relying on this technique, Alice will slap and kill on the way forward, and will never miss the air.

And the poor bandits, as if they were hitting a typhoon head-on with their bodies, were swept away with their lives at the slightest touch.

"Weird, monster!!"

"Don't kill me——!!"

"Woo-wah, ahh——!!hh

The few survivors left left their weapons and screamed like madness, trying to escape without looking back.

Alice, of course, had no intention of letting them go.

Seeing the right moment, she tiptoed up a spear that had tumbled beside her, and when the shaft rose to the height of her waist, she struck the bottom with the sole of her palm, causing the spear to shoot out, piercing the vests of the bandits who were trying to escape in vain.

As a result, as is the usual case in many novels, the bandits realized their existential value - they were killed in seconds after a period of arrogance.

"Tsk...... How is that possible!"

The sudden turn of events left the bandit leader dumbfounded.

"Little girl...... Who the hell are you?"

"Introduce yourself, didn't you already do it just now. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, how can a delicate girl of a mere nobleman have such a skill as you?"

"God knows ......"

Alice raised her eyebrows helplessly.

As a martial artist, she also knows how abnormal she is now - no matter how rigorous the training is, there are limits to the human body.

Obviously, there is an unknown force acting on his body, and this power does not belong to the "boy" who was once proficient in martial arts.

Because Alice's ability now is undoubtedly above the peak of her former "youth".

That gap is not at the level of skills or moves, but more fundamental, there is a certain insurmountable gap in the structure of the human body.

In this young body, the bones, muscles, and sensory nerves are incredibly strong, which makes the endurance and explosiveness rise to incredible heights, and even the five senses are as sharp as beasts.

Of course, this is not a special ability possessed by the girl named "Alice" herself.

Because in memory, the owner of this body was just an ordinary girl with no power until she fell asleep tonight.

In retrospect, yes......

This power was not so long ago when "Alice" woke up from her bed and saw her sister being attacked, and suddenly recalled the memory of being a "teenager", and from that moment on, she suddenly received a gift.

So, is this power the product of "crossing"?

Alice didn't know about this.

She only knew that she could reproduce the various moves and techniques that the "boy" was familiar with, and the power was even more like the magic skills in martial arts novels, enough to pinch a strong adult man to death like a worm.

But...... Having said that, Alice's heart is mixed.

To be sure, she was scared, wavering.

Because, she realized that she was killing someone.

Looking around at the corpses around her, Alice couldn't find the slightest sense of pleasure, only the vomit of turning over the river and the sea kept surging.

It's not hypocrisy or artificiality, it's an instinctive rejection.

"I said uncle...... The victory and defeat have been decided, and if you are caught, I will spare your life. ”

As a result, Alice leaked a weak line that was extremely inconsistent with the identity of the protagonist.

"Humph......!"

The bandit leader laughed back with a contemptuous laugh, as an expert at robbing houses, he was very good at capturing the cowardice of his opponent.

In short, he's the type who gets a little sweetness and gets an inch.

Alice's hesitation, which he mistook for cowardice, made his attitude arrogant again.

"Don't think you'll get carried away if you kill some waste! You stinky girl, you won't be Lao Tzu's opponent if you come to a bundle!"

It's not a bluff, but the bandit leader is extremely confident in his combat effectiveness.

"Lao Tzu is not the same as the miscellaneous people lying on the ground!"

In his opinion, Alice had not used any powerful moves after that, except for the shocking blow she had delivered when she first broke through the hall door.

The flowing palm technique is just a weak trick in his eyes.

In this world, the warrior believes in pure power.

Only the strength of the destructive power is the only benchmark for measuring combat capability.

A top warrior who can stimulate the potential of his body and raise his fighting ability to a realm that is different from ordinary people.

For example, the brute strength of overpowering a giant beast with bare hands, such as the speed of thunder, and the possession of an impregnable flesh, and so on.

In short, these superhuman abilities give mortal warriors the capital to compete head-on with magicians.

The bandit leader is one of these warriors, and in the final analysis, the reason why he can lead a group of rabble to the side is certainly not because of his outstanding personality or leadership temperament.

Compared to other types of organizations, the rules of bandits are much simpler and easier to understand, and whoever has the biggest fist will listen to whomever he wants.

He's the leader, simply because he's strong enough to be alone and have the strength that bandits and minions can't match.

"Hmph, don't blame Lao Tzu for killing you with one move! I was going to sell you and your sisters as slaves, but you killed so many of my men...... Even if they are all scum and miscellaneous people who have died innocently, Lao Tzu is also the leader anyway! I have to avenge them!"

The leader of the bandits asserted his morality and let go of his cruel words.

I saw him half-crouch down, holding the long sword in his hand in front of his chest, and letting out a low moan of "whoa" from his mouth, as if he was accumulating something from it.

Gradually, some mist-like aura slowly seeped out from the bandit leader's skin, exuding a faint brassy glow, forming a thin film covering his entire body.

"What ...... this?"

The unprecedented phenomenon made Alice tilt her head in confusion.

It's not unprecedented, after all, it's not uncommon in many comics.

The actions of the bandit leader are very similar to some hard-core hot-blooded animation works.

That's right, it's like when the saint is burning the little ○ Zhou, or the aura of the super race ○ person around him.

Generally speaking, in animation works, this set of poses is used to charge energy, with a variety of gorgeous lighting effects and bloody BGM.

At the same time, his opponent may also secretly exclaim something like "What an amazing pressure!".

Swap it for reality – it's really ...... It's a bit stupid, as if he is standing in a constipated position, and just watching him can't help but feel shy for him.

However, the shameful posture aside, he did not show obvious flaws.

Based on the good competitive spirit cultivated since childhood, as well as a keen intuition for martial arts, Alice does not act rashly when her opponent is accumulating.

"Take it——! drink ahhhh——!h