I Became a Childhood Friend With the Villainous Saintess

48 – Blood Sword (1)

After giving the bracelet as a gift, Sirien started crying, so I sat down and spent some more time.

At first, I thought I had done something wrong. I was so embarrassed that I wondered if Sirien would see this as an insult rather than a gift.

At that moment, in my head, the clerk who sold this bracelet almost became Bu Daecheon’s enemy.

Fortunately, Sirien was happy and reassured me by saying that she was.

In my head, the clerk became a competent and friendly seller again.

“Why are you crying when you say you like it?”

“I didn’t mean to cry either… …. “What should I do if it suddenly starts flowing?”

“I even did her hair, but her face is a mess.”

“It’s noisy. Lend me another arm. “If you make fun of me for crying, I’ll resent you for the rest of my life.”

“I won’t make fun of you.”

It didn’t take long for Sirien to calm down.

As her soft cheek fell from her collar, Sirien’s expression quickly changed and she burst into laughter.

It was a laugh that seemed a little foolish, yet innocent.

Just by showing such a bright smile, the bracelet was worth its price.

Sirien hugged her arm around me. She could clearly hear her voice whispering.

“Thank you. “I will cherish it.”

“If I had known you would like it this much, I would have bought it for you a long time ago.”

“There hasn’t been any chance so far. “I’m so happy right now.”

The sight of her arms carefully placed over her chest could not have been more beautiful.

Sirien stretched out her hand to the sky and made her bracelet sparkle, and laughed as she played with her bracelet with her hand.

After Sirien enjoyed her gift to the fullest, she got up and thought it was okay to go back.

Sirien said she didn’t want to show her crying face, so she covered her face with cotton thread as usual.

“I must have waited inside for a long time. “Let’s go back soon.”

“Yes.”

On her way back, there was something different from when she first came to the street.

Women in strange clothes and men with a scary look began to appear.

Among them, there were some who looked like gut rats. There were quite a few of them too.

She hadn’t even walked that long, and it seemed like she had already seen four people.

Although it used to hide in places that were inconspicuous in its own way, it couldn’t avoid my eyes.

From what I could see, it seemed like each passerby was being watched one by one.

Looking at it this way, the intention seems pretty clear.

You must be looking for Isha. In particular, when she looked at Sirien, she showed signs of being startled.

Sirien had a similar physique to Isha, and girls were rare in Requitas.

She would naturally attract their attention.

I don’t wander around this street carelessly yet. Still, if it were like this, the story would be a little different.

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before about 4 rats blocked our path.

Their purpose was clear.

Her dirty finger pointed at Sirien.

“Hyung. “I’m sorry, but let’s just take a look at that lady’s face.”

“I don’t really want to show it.”

“Once is enough. It doesn’t wear out just because you show it. Is not it?”

“I can’t because I feel bad. “I don’t know what you’re looking for, but get out of here.”

The rat’s expression crumpled at my words.

This time, there was a fishy smell from them. The smell was stronger than the ones I met not long ago.

At that time, I could only smell it when I got close, but these guys gave off a smell just by being nearby.

I also hated this smell. It keeps bringing back bad memories.

The two guys seemed to have decent skills.

It’s not that great. It meant that he seemed to have experienced real combat.

Well, the current Isha was also neatly equipped with the basics.

I guess they didn’t just put the pyramids together. Moreover, didn’t I kill three people yesterday?

Even if alertness increased, there was nothing strange.

‘Then if I provoke these guys, will the higher-ups come out?’

They are released to find people. There must be a system in place to contact you in case something happens.

It was clear that if we made a fuss, our shoulders would stick out.

If I did that, I might meet someone useful. There’s no need to draw too much attention just yet, so I’ll have to keep a reasonable line.

I glanced at Sirien, but there was no response.

Silence was a kind of affirmation. If you don’t want to get caught up in a fight, you can just take off your cotton thread.

Our saint was not that picky.

“Wow, what a great face. Anyway, on this street…… “

There was no need to hesitate any longer. I didn’t want to leave him talking any longer.

Because it was clear that there would be sounds that I did not want Sirien to hear.

He grabbed his face, which looked as free-spirited as his mouth, and slammed it to the floor.

I didn’t kill him, but I didn’t put much effort into him either. I gave it my strength with the intention of putting him in bed for a few days.

At first glance, there was a little blood spilled on the floor. Were there any rocks?

I can no longer guarantee that I will be fine when I wake up.

It was none of my business. So you should have been good at guarding your tongue.

The guy next to me pulled out his knife without hesitation.

It was a dagger carried under clothes. Anyway, maybe he didn’t even see that I had a knife.

I took it away and cut off his finger.

It was a finger that dared to point at Sirien.

“Kaaak!”

“This bastard! “You know who we are!”

“Yes. Please tell me who you are. “I was curious too.”

It took approximately 10 minutes.

It was the time it took for the other trash rats to arrive after I put the four litters in the corner and Sirien did a ‘little trick.’

Even though I sat down nearby to make it easier to get to, it took quite a while.

10 Minutes was enough time for me to think, ‘I think I’ve lost this game’ while playing chess with Sirien.

There has yet to be a game lost in 10 minutes. …… Maybe there was.

Still, the people who came this time were quite sincere.

The number has increased slightly, and the quality level has also improved.

What stands out the most are the two beasts. Is the blood inherited from a lion or a bear?

Beastmen were a race that was popular as mercenaries thanks to their physical superiority to humans.

Among them, those with the appearance of wild beasts could be said to be natural.

Due to the characteristics of beastmen that inherit the characteristics of animals, the beast-type beastmen were like excellent murder weapons.

Just by what I could see right away, they were both bigger than me.

Even without considering age, my physique is quite large.

I have often seen him fighting his enemies with such a huge physique.

When scary faces flock around, an intimidating atmosphere is created.

People on the street secretly opened a way for them. Now, if he came to me like that and said something like, ‘I heard my kids are indebted to you,’ he would be a real gangster.

I was excited to see what he would say at first.

“I heard my kids are indebted to me.”

“Hey.”

“Are you smiling?”

It was the lion who started the argument first.

I’ve heard rumors that cats and beastmen have dirty personalities.

I don’t know if it’s true or not, but it looked more aggressive than a bear.

The lion looked very angry. For some reason, the bear changed into a subtle expression when it saw us.

Is it a subtle expression? It was difficult to distinguish the facial expressions of the prisoners.

Anyway, that was the impression I got.

He grabbed my shoulder.

“There was no sane person in Requitas who rebelled against us.”

“I don’t even have a damn good bastard. Actually, it’s not like they don’t exist at all, but I’m going to kill them sooner or later. “It’s a bit far away.”

“This guy still can’t come to his senses?”

My concern was whether I should use weapons against these beasts.

It seemed like there would be too much blood if they pulled out their swords, and they were too stubborn to not pull out their swords.

Yes. I didn’t want to kill them.

What I want to do is to help Sirien do ‘a little trick’, not to become an enemy of the Buddha.

At that moment, something caught my eye.

It was a club on the bear’s waist. I thought it would taste good if I beat them both with that.

You can share the story with those who come next time.

It was when I was about to extend my hand like that.

A frightened sound came from the bear’s mouth.

“Could it be a deadly sword? “Why is this guy who should be at the gates of Actania here?”

He recognized me and Sirien.

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[Holy woman, reverse harems are impure! Excerpt from Volume 11, page 121]

In the battle against the Grand Duchy of Ilencia, one of the most difficult things was not being able to recruit mercenaries.

No mercenary in this empire wanted to fight against Count Bertus.

Early days of the war. How much effort did you put into recruiting mercenaries? Their power was essential to fill the immediate power shortage.

I was concerned that the union with the demons might be frowned upon, so I put forward unconventional conditions. He even promised a level of remuneration that would not have been possible if it were not for the Golden Ball.

Nevertheless, the mercenaries never confronted Count Bertus.

There were only a very small number of people who responded to our call.

– Saint. That guy is something of a legend among our mercenaries.

– For those who ate a bit of food in the northern conflict zone, Hibras……. And there is no one who does not know Count Bertus.

– Even if you criticize me for being a coward, I have nothing to say. To cross swords with that person. He honestly doesn’t even want to imagine it.

When Ilencia’s castle collapsed, many mercenaries deserted the battlefield.

However, until the end of the war, there were only a handful of mercenaries who opposed Count Bertus.

Count Bertus was like a nightmare to mercenaries.