Chapter 104: The victims

"I-impossible! That person is a Silver Grade. How did he die in an instant?" One of their comrades muttered in disbelief. Then a tickling cold sweat trailed down on his face. His other comrades agreed to him and were similarly confused as him.

That person who died just now is one of their strongest members. But... he was dealt so easily by a lady? Could she be a noble who disguised herself to look like a commoner? Many questions had started to bug them.

How unlucky for that man to die in a fight without using his magical aura.

They were staring at the remains of their comrade with beads of sweat on their faces. Even their leader went silent upon seeing the unexpected outcome of their charge.

After a second that seemed like forever, "Dammit! What are you dumbass doing!? It's just one girl!" The leader bellowed that echoed in the alleyway. It startled them and brought them back to the current situation. 

"!!"

Everyone simultaneously summoned their magical aura. They took their weapons that were hidden everywhere in their body.

"Incapacitated her but don't kill!" Added the boss as he lifted his hand and also took something from the spatial ring on his finger.

Now that it comes to this, a slight bruise was unavoidable. They needed to settle the wild girl if not it would be unwise of them. She wasn't ordinary. It was easy to guess that she was used to fighting just looking at how she handled her victim.

They didn't wait for further instruction and kicked the ground as they sprinted towards the two young people.

However, before they could get near to them, the young lady disappeared once again after her figure turned blurry.

Their initial thought was that she could use a high tier ability that enabled her to turn invisible in a limited time. Especially that she fought without using her magical aura. However, they could also be wrong.

"Argh…"

When she reappeared, a head flew away from the body.

"!!"

Exclamation points appeared on top of their head as they hastily glanced to where the brief cry happened.

Psssssshhh!

It was followed by a gushing of blood that looked like a fountain. The person was not able to scream for long as he was decapitated in an instance.

The alleyway was now littered with blood. Any ordinary person who would witness the scene would surely vomit and faint.

"Fuck off bitch!" One of their comrades was able to stay alert and sneaked behind her.

With a grinning face, he swayed down the flat surface of the sword in his hand. He could not use the sharp edge as the boss' order was not to kill her. But, he wanted to punish her for killing his comrades. Not only one comrade but two of them!

"Take it fucking bitch!" He roared.

Woosh!

With a little leaped at the back, the sword only hit empty air. "Wha—!" A grimace appeared on the man's face when he noticed a hand-chop coming to him in a stab. 

'F…fast! I… I can't avoid it!' He thought upon seeing the hazy hand-chop coming.

"Ugh!!" A groan escaped from his mouth when his chest was pierced by it.

Thud!

A lifeless body fell on the ground in a dull sound.

They noticed the lady standing close to it, and

in her hand, they saw a bloody pulsating plump object being gripped by her.

Plok! Plok!

Noises coming from the droplets of blood tickled their ears, sending chills down their spine. However, it only scared them for a brief moment. After all, they were used to seeing blood.

Whoosh!

She threw it to the farthest enemy who was currently accumulating magical energy on his hand, trying to envelop his sword with it.

When that person's innard landed on the goon's face, the goon was startled and was about to vomit; however, he could not lose his focus as the girl disappeared once again.

"No, she's too fast! Boss!" 

A comrade shouted worriedly when they noticed they could not follow her with their eyes. The girl's speed wasn't something they could cope with.

Their boss squinted his eyes. 'Dammit! Dammit!' He curses inwardly. Never did he imagine that the girl was this strong.

He stayed a little far behind from the others as he was reading the situations.

As of the moment, he was watching while his men were being killed one by one.

"Tsk! Not good, they started to lose their will to fight after 3 of them were quickly killed. Damn it! Who was this lass? Why did she have that strength? Could she be an agent from the great family? Dammit! Dammit!"

The leader muttered with his face contorted bitterly, because of the unfavorable situation.

Then from the corner of his eyes, he noticed something. Finally, a smile happened on his face.

"Hehe!" The leader chuckled. Then he took a cloak from his spatial ring. After he wore it, his figure slowly disappeared with no one noticing.

Yeman was just standing silently as he was watching Night killing the pitiful goons. He already expected the result.

After all, she was already at a Gold-Stage. She wasn't even using her magical aura and pure strength only. As expected of Gold Stage, her strength was on a different level compared to the lower stages.

At the moment, the enemy was killed one by one. Though their screams of agony could only be heard in the alleyway as they died instantly.

Yeman was very surprised himself. Although he wasn't really scared of seeing blood, it surprised him that he was fine even in the face of people dying.

He wondered if he was still a human. Or maybe he was still tolerating this world as something like a game world. He didn't know. Even his feelings at the moment were messed up.

If… this situation happened when he was still in his former world, he wondered how he felt. Would he tremble? Scared? Run and call for help? Or maybe fainted?

Haha, a lazy chuckle happened on his mouth as he was contemplating.

While he was thinking about it, Night already killed about 7 goons. Each of them was killed brutally.

Every time she killed a person, additional souls were collected. In fact, not only souls but also experience.

Though he could only gain a little amount of experience when he wasn't the one who killed the enemy.

The battle in front of him could only be described as 'one-sided'.

From the perspective of the person who came from a world without magic, it was awkward seeing a beautiful girl killing some goons. But Yeman didn't feel awkward about it; especially, that he knew what her origin was.

At the moment, all of the ambushers were wearing similar faces. Anxiety, uncertainty, and fear were visible on their faces.

Knowing that their target was way stronger than them. Some of them tried to run away, but before they turned their back at her, they soon realized that part of their body was gone. 

They even used their full strength while summoning all their magical aura from within. However, it was futile in the face of true power. Most of the goons were just Silver Grade and some were even still at Bronze Grade; compared to a Gold Stage, it was like comparing earth and heaven.

They could only lament for failing to gauge their victim's power. Only now that they experienced such a backlash.

A grin appeared on Yeman's mouth. He was mocking these people who blindly ambushed their enemies without preparation. 

But his musing came to a sudden stop when a glint coming from a blade had reflected into his eyes.

A person appeared behind him, gripping a dagger in reverse position while pointing its tip to his neck. A sharp tip of the dagger that was gleaming in dark color was bearing its ominous aura onto him.

No doubt that the person who appeared behind him was the leader of the goons.

"Stop there sweetheart, or else, I will kill this man!" Warned the leader to Night who was busy killing the remaining goons. At the moment, there were only 8 of them left.

The ground was littered with corpses that were hard to describe. The smell of blood was so strong in the place.

(Upon hearing their leader,)

Everyone got excited. A ray of hope— or perhaps a lifeline.

"Boss, good job!" The other members cheered. 

"As expected of the boss!"

They sang praises while having difficulty maintaining a calm face.

For some reason, they became the victim of this fucking ambushed!

They were supposed to be the ones who inflicted fear on their victims; however, the result was contrary to what was supposed to happen.

Night was about to stab the person in front of her. But when she heard the leader's call.

She paused and glanced to Yeman. 

"My lord?" She called out, but not in a worried voice.