Chapter 59: Merad Is a Good Person

Esdeath just wanted to fight, while Merad genuinely wanted to obtain the capture guide, yet neither held back, and they directly engaged in an intense battle.

In a frontal confrontation, Esdeath is stronger than Merad, who is proficient in assassination arts, but because she sparred with Broly for a long time on the journey both morning and afternoon, her physical strength consumption was relatively severe, so she currently hasn't formed too great an advantage.

And although Merad's physical strength was intact, she couldn't actually kill anyone, so some fatal assassination arts couldn't be used; for a time, the two fought evenly matched, unable to decide a winner in a short time.

And the place where Merad asked Esdeath out to exchange true hearts wasn't far from where the team would camp tonight.

Thus, their fight quickly attracted the attention of the children gathering branches and fetching water.

"Someone come quick, Big Sister Esdeath and Big Sister Merad seem to have started fighting."

A younger child shouted.

"Eh?!"

The children pitching tents were greatly shocked and rushed in a swarm to the lakeside to see the situation.

Arriving at the place, they saw Esdeath and Merad engaged in a high-speed attack-and-defense battle.

Esdeath's body technique and Merad's body technique are somewhat similar; both have movements that are extremely concise, without a shred of sloppiness.

It's just that one is movements honed from specifically killing Danger Beasts, emphasizing wide-open and wide-closed moves, with large amplitudes for kicks and punches.

The other is movements learned and practiced for how to kill people, with very low movement amplitude, making it comparatively difficult to judge specific attack intentions by relying on limb muscle movements.

"So amazing!"

Watching the reality scene like an edited martial arts action movie, the children were amazed; previously when Esdeath found Big Brother to spar on the road, there wasn't this kind of intense battle feeling, it was more like kids playing house, but now there was.

"What exactly happened?"

The older children were somewhat puzzled, not understanding why the two started fighting.

"Esdeath, do your best!"

Broly also didn't know the reason they fought, but that didn't obstruct him from seeing Esdeath's rapidly rising Happiness Value and thereby doing the thing of cheering on the girl in battle from the side.

And hearing the cheering voice, Merad stumbled, almost getting kicked in the side waist by Esdeath.

Fortunately, her body was flexible enough, twisting away like a water snake.

Esdeath's kick missed, only kicking a concave mark into the tree trunk beside her.

Merad pulled distance and stood firm, then glared at the boy not far away.

She was somewhat angry, but had no way out.

"Miss Merad, do your best!"

At this time, Cassandra standing among the children also shouted.

Although they didn't know what happened, since Broly-san and Cassandra were both cheering and had no intention of stopping the two from fighting on, they also didn't care much about the reason these two fought.

The children one after another cheered for whichever of the two they felt comparatively closer to.

Although Esdeath joined the team two days earlier than Merad, her personality is comparatively lone wolf, so the children's impression of her stopped at being a powerful big sister who likes to find Big Brother to fight.

And although Merad only joined the team the day before yesterday, she relied on the performed gentle Thousand Gold image to win the liking of some children in the team, plus the bonus of Cassandra this very capable little maid, the team actually had four or five children cheering for her too.

Excluding some older children who didn't cheer, it was actually a fifty-fifty situation with the number of children cheering for Esdeath.

"See? This is my charm!"

Seeing this, Merad's mood improved somewhat.

"No need for nonsense, eat my flying kick."

Esdeath, on the other hand, didn't care too much about whether anyone cheered for her, and attacked again.

After a bout of fighting, the sky darkened, someone's little stomach growled, and without a winner decided, it ended just like that because Esdeath's stew is comparatively delicious and she had to go make stew.

"Speaking of which, why did you two start fighting?"

After dinner was ready, huddling by the campfire eating dinner together, Broly finally asked this question; he was also somewhat baffled by these two suddenly fighting.

"Broly-san, this shouldn't be the most important thing; the most important thing is, why would Miss Merad, an expert who can fight evenly with Miss Esdeath who placed in the Top Four of the Western Martial Arts Tournament, fall into distress due to encountering robbers."

They didn't say during the fight, didn't say while making dinner, until this moment of eating dinner did Nahashu ask.

They are children, but not fools; Merad being able to go toe-to-toe with Esdeath who placed in the Western Martial Arts Tournament Top Four makes it impossible that she would be attacked by ordinary thieves into a situation needing to seek help from them.

"Miss Merad, be sincere." Merad turned her questioning gaze toward her own little maid, and Cassandra said just this one sentence.

"Fine, I'll stop pretending; I'm actually the contestant who was defeated by your Big Brother a step ahead of her being defeated in the tournament."

Merad pointed at Esdeath and said.

"A contestant defeated a step ahead?"

The children froze for a moment.

"Who was it again?"

Merad: "..."

"No way, you really don't remember? The Martial Arts Tournament was only how many days ago?"

"Oh, I remember now, you're the girl Big Brother choked unconscious."

"But you don't look like her either?"

"That's because I disguised myself; understand disguise? Just like your Big Brother deliberately dressed himself up wretchedly at the venue, while mine was to conceal my identity."

Merad shouted with a red face.

"But why did you need to conceal your identity?"

Black Pupil asked curiously.

"That's because, um, there are various reasons."

Merad didn't really want to say.

"Miss, be sincere."

Cassandra reminded once again.

"Alright, I know, this is because my real identity is an assassin."

"Eh?!"

The children looked over in surprise; the bandits they had seen before, but an assassin they truly had never seen.

"Then you secretly infiltrated our group, what are you preparing to do, could it be you want to be unfavorable to Big Brother?"

Nahashu became vigilant, and the other children also looked at her with vigilance.

"Didn't think to do anything, just want to obtain him."

Having already revealed her identity, Merad also gave her answer without anything to hide, and was instead much more open and generous than before.

The children were surprised; Chitong, Heitong, and Main, the three of them, widened their eyes even more; only Broly's eyes brightened, and he directly asked: "You're still willing to take us as subordinates, and cover our food and lodging?"

"Eh?!"

The children looked at Broly again, not too understanding the meaning of his words, while Broly explained to everyone the words Merad had said on the ring a few days ago.

"I all thought there was no opportunity left, didn't expect she'd still be willing to give the opportunity to let us be her subordinates."

Broly said with some emotion; in his cognition, it seemed subordinates equaled the identity of having food and lodging covered.

"Merad, you really are a good person."

Broly gave the assassin girl a good person card.

"Ah?!"

Merad was somewhat stunned.

"At the martial arts tournament, didn't you earn a pile of money, why are you still thinking of having me cover your food and lodging?"

She couldn't help but ask.

"Did earn a lot of money, but what relationship does this have with us wanting to have food and lodging covered?"

Broly somewhat didn't understand why she had doubts.

"Having money to buy food, and being able to eat free meals, this seems to not conflict, right.

And food sources are naturally the more the better, where is there anyone who dislikes having too many?"

(Chapter End)