Chapter 141: SHALL WE DANCE 2(6)

"What's this?"

It took a lot of effort to understand the situation. AA, who had been drawing her sword, I, and even Robin, who was watching from afar, couldn't grasp what was happening and just looked at each other. Who in the world would attack Young Lady Rosalyn Eva at this hour?

Marquis Rosalyn Barba was a man with many enemies due to his strict attitude and rigid character. But wasn't attacking him in a group like this in the capital city crossing the line? AA asked me, her blade slightly drawn.

"What should we do?"

She looked just as confused by this situation. Robin was contemplating, his hand on his sword. I properly readjusted my mask and had AA put hers on. For now, we decided to watch the situation a little longer.

The escort guards were gritting their teeth, enduring the attackers' assault. Perhaps because the soldiers' level was very high, they were holding on well despite being outnumbered. But just as the saying goes, they were being outnumbered and overpowered, gradually pushed into a corner by the attackers surrounding the carriage.

Name: Karl

Class: Soldier of the Randolph Family

Level: 12

Strength: 15

Agility: 10

Intelligence: 15

Luck: 8

"Huh?"

Name: Maria

Class: Knight of the Randolph Family

Level: 28

Stats

Strength: 30

Agility: 26

Intelligence: 20

Luck: 10

"The Randolph Family?"

I noticed something strange while checking the attackers' status windows. The bastards attacking weren't assassins or robbers. They were all soldiers and knights affiliated with the Randolph Family. What? What the hell? Just as I was about to draw my sword and step out, a man's confident shout commanded the night street.

"Aah! Young Lady Rosalyn Yuba! You are in danger!"

Along with the exaggerated, theatrical tone of voice, a blond-haired man appeared. He had a tall stature, his hair combed in a slicked-back hairstyle, and he wore a tailcoat. He held a rapier in his hand, but his form was so clumsy it looked like he had never held a sword in his life.

"What the hell is this?"

I checked the man's status window.

Name: Randolph Arthur

Class: First Son of the Randolph Family

Level: 5

Stats

Strength: 6

Agility: 5

Intelligence: 4

Luck: 5

The attackers were from the Randolph Family, and the one who came to the rescue was also from the Randolph Family. I glanced at Robin and shook my head. It seemed there was another bastard who had the same idea as us.

"Uwaaaargh! Th-That man is the Randolph Family's hidden master of swordsmanship! It's Arthur!"

"What! That handsome and famous Arthur? We're all dead!"

The attackers suddenly started making a fuss, trembling in fear. I couldn't help but shudder at the lines that were excessively and artificially hyping up Randolph. Unable to stand the sense of incongruity, I unconsciously opened my mouth.

".....Ah, fuck."

At the obviously scripted play, the escort guards started to look bewildered. It seemed Randolph Arthur was the only one who didn't sense anything strange in this situation. He came running, brandishing his rapier at a very slow speed. An escort guard shouted.

"It's dangerous! Step ba—huh?"

The attackers, who had been boasting their organized and precise sword skills, collapsed to the ground like background characters in a tokusatsu show as Randolph approached. They were hit by a clumsy swing and went flying as if struck by Bengquan, and an attacker hit by a feeble swing that looked like it couldn't even cut properly screamed like a small child who had their candy stolen.

"W-What's going on?"

"This is no good. Let's go. I don't know what's happening, but if we leave it like this, things will get complicated."

I urged AA on. AA, who had been watching the series of acts in bewilderment, dusted herself off and stood up. I swung my sword once in the empty space and slammed the blade against the wall. Theclangsound made everyone turn their heads.

"Fuck! Halt!"

I somehow scraped my voice to shout in a shrill and clear tone. Everyone who heard my shout looked our way. The attackers once again distanced themselves from the carriage, and Randolph looked at us after carelessly felling one more attacker.

I thought. What should I do here? Since things had gotten this twisted, going ahead with the original plan of us attacking was out. Doing that would make things too complicated. If Randolph finished everything as is, it would be neither porridge nor rice. AA, for now, just looked at me, who had shouted and jumped out, and waited for instructions. I contemplated while brandishing my sword.

"Uh... um..."

Fuck, what do I do. I'd come out, but nothing came to mind. How the hell was I supposed to make this situation fucking naturally give the credit to our Robin? I scraped the floor with my sword as I pondered. The soldiers and attackers who had flinched at my appearance showed signs of ignoring us and fighting again.

"Sir Priest."

AA called to me in a small voice. It was a prompt to make a decision quickly. I left AA and walked forward. I grabbed the nape of the neck of one of the attackers who was about to ignore us and fight, and slammed him to the ground.

Quack!

Making a duck-like noise, one of the attackers perished instantly. Both the attackers and the escort guards froze, intimidated by my formidable strength. I plunged my sword into the bastard's neck to make sure he was dead. Then I looked at Robin and shouted.

"Now!"

"Ah, yes! No! That... Uraaaagh!"

Robin came down from the top of the building, brandishing his arms as if trying to make the coolest entrance he could. Seeing a man of Robin's large build leaping down into the back alley with a clumsy pose was bizarre in its own way. Robin raised his sword and began to shout.

"A-Attacking a n-noble... you... wicked... bad! S-Scum! I, I! I! That is... I...!"

"Our Knight Commander will not forgive you!"

I shouted in place of Robin, who had forgotten his lines. Randolph Arthur had a surprised face at our sudden appearance. It seemed he hadn't anticipated a situation like this. To be honest, I was also flustered because this was a situation I hadn't expected at all. I pointed my sword at the attackers and gave Robin a nod.

Robin hesitated, looking back and forth between me and the attackers, as if he still hadn't grasped the situation. AA assisted me here.

"Knight Commander! Please give the order! We must defeat those evil attackers!"

If the original plan was for the cool guy Robin to save Young Lady Rosalyn Eva from two armed robbers, the improvised plan was for the cool Knight Commander Robin and his two lackeys to save Young Lady Rosalyn Yuba from over 10 attackers. At AA's cry, Robin's face brightened as if he finally realized what we had to do, and he nodded and shouted.

"Attack!"

We were waiting for just this command. As AA and I charged, the attackers began to back away hesitantly with bewildered faces. Although their faces were covered by masks, their eyes were full of fear.

Robin ran to the front and grabbed an attacker by the collar. He might be weak compared to me, but after diligently grinding during the Demon King subjugation, he'd grown strong enough to take out most bastards in one hit. The soldier whose collar was grabbed by Robin shot up into the sky. Robin let out a battle cry and slammed his fist into the rising soldier's face.

"Uwaaaaaaah!"

Gack!

The soldier let out a strange scream and spun in the air like a spinning top. As he performed a Triple Axel worthy of a figure skater and collapsed to the ground, the agitated attackers shouted.

"Karl is dead!"

"You bastard!"

Karl, where have I heard that name before? I sliced off the arm of another bastard rushing at me with a single stroke. The soldier whose arm was instantly cut off screamed and collapsed. I cut off the collapsed bastard's legs too. The soldier, thrashing about with all his limbs severed, foamed at the mouth and died.

The attackers began to crumble in an instant. If they tried to respond to us, the escort guards would stab them from behind, and if they tried to deal with the escort guards behind them, we would slash at them from the front.

"M-Monsters...hic...!"

AA's sword skills shone particularly bright. She cut down the attackers with minimal movement. Thinking of her opponents as criminals, there was no mercy in her hands.

An attacker rushed in, aiming for AA's weak point. AA plunged her sword into her opponent's stomach and slashed upwards. The attacker was split in half like pork hanging in a butcher shop and died. AA shook off the blood and kicked the leg of another attacker beside her.

"Uwaaaaaargh!"

In a single hit, the attacker's leg below the knee flew off and he collapsed to the ground. AA indifferently stomped on the sobbing attacker's head, bursting it. Randolph Arthur was backing away slowly with a panicked face. The attackers he had "defeated" got up and carefully moved to protect Randolph. Idiots. That's way too obvious.

If it were up to me, I'd have killed them all, but I had to leave one or two alive. To protect these attackers from AA's cruel hands, I rushed towards the attackers near Randolph.

"Lord Randolph Arthur! It's dangerous!"

"Ah, no, I'm fine—!"

Before Randolph Arthur could respond, I slammed my fist into the gut of the soldier standing next to him. I clearly felt the sensation of the belly skin caving in and the innards being crushed by the weight of my fist.

"Gurgle..."

The attacker who had been standing to protect Randolph Arthur clutched his stomach, retching as he collapsed. Randolph Arthur freaked out and shouted.

"Maria!"

"Heal."

After casting Heal just in case she died from that one hit, I beat down another soldier in the same way and laid him on the ground. Looking around the carriage, the attackers had already been so brutally dismantled that their living forms were unrecognizable. AA wiped the blood from her sword and spoke.

"Is it over now?"

"Yes. All that's left is..."

Randolph Arthur collapsed to the ground. He trembled, trying to protect the attacker called 'Maria' from me. I prodded Randolph Arthur lightly with my sword and spoke.

"Move."

"Th-This child... w-we'll... take her for interrogation..."

"I said move, you fucking bastard."

I kicked Randolph Arthur aside and pulled off the fallen attacker's mask.

"Ah..."

The face of the woman called Maria was revealed. Pink hair and blue eyes were exposed. On her face was the light of despair, signaling that the situation was over. AA, who had been pointing her sword, faltered after confirming the attacker's identity.

"A woman?"