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nChapter 42

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n“Oya, you’re Clydosus . Why is the elf of the 【Blood Long Ears 】interested in this spearman?”

nThe gentleman with the hat says .

n“Fufu, as for that-“

nAs the Elf begins to talk, the blue haired woman that has been silent suddenly moves .

nShe crouches down making her frilly skirt flutter and lowers her right hand . (TN: Okay, so I want to explain her clothing in this line . The author says パニエスカートをヒラヒラ, which translates literally as “Frilly Pannier Skirt . ” A Pannier Skirt google image search brings up stuff like this . Searching the katakana パニエスカート brings up stuff like this . I personally think the author means something closer to this . )

nFrom a white sword sheath hanging at her waist she pulls out a gorgeous light-blue long sword .

nA high pitched *kiiin* rings out from her drawn long sword .

nThe sword itself is vibrating .

nThe light blue long sword is beautiful .

nThen, the blue-haired woman begins to slash while glaring at the female Elf called Clydosus .

n“So sudden-“

nWith an unconcerned expression, Clydosus steps away from the light blue sword flash .

nThe movement of the mana in her feet is smooth .

nShe has grasped the basics of Fighting Moji .

nLight-blue panties, iya, nevertheless, that light blue long sword…

nA special magic item? It shines whenever the sword is used .

nAlso, does the sword point bend? Is the warping metal soft?

n“Ange, stop . ”

n“Ku, yes-“

nThe blue haired woman named Ange stops at the gentleman’s remonstration and immediately sheaths the sword before returning to his side .

n“Oh yes, let’s stop ‘now . ’ …Because I have business with this one . ”

nUn, what is this? Selfishly fighting as soon as she sees her .

nThere seems to be a quarrel between the organizations .

nShould I escape-

n“Well then, with this I…”

n“Wait . Spearman-san . ”

nIt is not the Elf who speaks, it is the gentleman from before .

nHe stands to block my way .

n“That’s right . -Please wait a moment!”

nWith a loud voice, he removes his hat and lowers his head politely .

nRaising his head, he continues talking .

n“I represent 【Bell of Twilight】 and I am here to greet you . ”

nThe Elf seems to hate the polite gentlemen and is directing a hateful glare his way .

n“…I am here to greet you on behalf of the 【White Wale Blood Elves】 . Rather than that hindrance, you should listen to me . ”

nShe has a soft tone, characteristic of a woman .

n“Hindrance-“

nAnge’ blue eyes squint and the middle of her forehead wrinkles .

nShe turns the point of her long sword to Clydosus with sharp eyes .

n“Ooh, scary, scary . ”

nClydosus approaches the long sword, laughing mockingly .

nRaising both hands, she moves her arms back and forth, indicating she has no intention of fighting . She is making an appeal .

n“Ange . ”

nThe gentleman’s curling mustache twitches and he calls the woman’s name quietly .

nShe makes an irritated face, and while pulling back her sword she steps back .

n“Really . That ice bell sword and hair color . You, Ange of Ice Bell, is it? You’re unexpectedly short tempered . ”

n“What?”

nAnge emphasizes her words but still does not grasp her sword .

n“Clydosus . Please don’t provoke my servant so much…” (TL: VAMPIRE)

n“Yes, yes, I understand . As expected of the right hand of 【Bell of Twilight】, I don’t care to fight ‘Porusen of the Sword’ and ‘Ange of Ice Bell’ at the same time . ”

nFuu, for a while now, organization names and titles I do not know have been thrown around…

nEven so, they do not seem to be attacking me .

nShould I call Rollo .

n-I whistle .

nRollo appears from behind me and returns to my shoulder .

nThe three people talking with a dangerous atmosphere all suddenly stop talking and turn eyes full of keen interest to me .

n-What is this atmosphere .

nThe feeling of biting one’s molars . (TL: Gunna guess that’s a Japanese saying . )

nTo deliberately destroy that atmosphere, I talk .

n“…Naa, I don’t really understand anything about these organizations, so what do you want with me?”

n“In short, this is an invitation to our organization . ”

n“It is the same for me . ”

nThese people with 【Bell of Twilight】 and 【White Whale Blood Elves】 .

nKuna belonged to 【Thorn Tail】 .

nIn addition, they are dark guilds .

nThat moment,

n“Don’t ** around!! I have never heard of the hardened 【White Whale Blood Elves】 Elven guild inviting a human!”

nAnge says in an angry high-pitched voice .

nHe beautiful long blue hair flutters as she glares at the Elf woman .

n“Aree, was it exposed? Nevertheless, haven’t we employed people other than Elves recently?”

nEven though Clydosus receives Ange’s angry voice and glare, she does not seem bothered by it, and returns an innocent look .

nThe oyaji gentleman with the black beard reacts to the Elf’s words .

nHis eyes narrow and he stares sharply .

nWidening his mouth, he joins the conversation .

n“Haha, that seems to be the case recently . ”

n“That’s right . As expected, Porusen-san . However, our foundation is a small party of elites . ”

n“I would hope . We have been fighting all of you for years now . I have ways of knowing-“

nThe black haired oyaji gentleman puts his hand on the top hat, and suddenly begins to walk up on the side of the wall .

nO~i, what happened to the gravity?

nI can see that mana is being abnormally gathered in his feet .

nThe soles of his shoes are faintly shining red, so maybe the shoes are special?

nI can see that this is some type of magic…

nA red blood-like footprint is left on the wall where he walks .

nThe oyaji continues smiling and talking with both feet attached to the wall .

n“-Did you come to investigate the man who killed a leader of 【Thorn Tail】 to determine whether he will become a threat to the 【Blood Elves】? Or, were you going to ‘erase’ this man if he would join a different guild?”

nE-to, erase me? (TL: That sounds dangerous . )

nThe oyaji gentleman talks with a composed atmosphere like the Elf and has a suspicious smile .

nThe smile does not reach his eyes…

nThe Elf looks at me and opens her mouth .

n“Just like this, but ‘either’ is okay for me, ne . ”

nJust like that, huh, this is troublesome .

nI do not want to get any more involved-

n“Well, this isn’t a good place to talk, is it? To start with, your invitation . It is unfortunate for the oyaji gentleman to walk on the wall, but I don’t have any intention of joining such an organization . And then, I am not interested in joining the Elf organization either . So since I have not been threatened and I am an ordinary person who loves peace, please don’t mind it . ”

n“…Hee, interesting . ”

nClydosus mutters and falls silent, she gives me a look that sends chills down my spine .

n“…Is that so?”

nSpeaking feebly is the gentleman standing on the wall in defiance of gravity .

nHolding the tip of his curling mustache, he pulls it out and begins to look offended as his forehead wrinkles .

n“However, you killed ‘Dark Kuna’ and killed the members of 【Thorny Tail】 over there . You may have killed Kuna but the power of 【Thorny Tail】 is still much larger . ”

nSo, I should join your organization, idiot…

nThis hairy faced man is fine; the Elf has a composed expression .

nShe is someone from the top of a dark guild, I should not offend her…

n“Oi, oi, are you talking down to me? Surprise attacks are scary, so why don’t you enter the protection of my organization?”

n“No, no, you’re strong . You won’t be under protection . This is the final invitation . ”

nAn invitation . She says so, but her behavior seems to be appealing to the sense of safety .

nAgain, the gentleman stops on the wall and observes carefully .

nHis black pomade styled hair, a dark look .

nThere is a mark on his hair where the hat sat .

nDark brown sunken eyes and a glamour line cut in his forehead and cheeks .

nFrom his wrinkles, I can judge he is between middle-aged and elderly .

nHis trademark mustache leaves an impression .

nHowever, it looks like it takes time to style that mustache . ED: Hell YA!

nThen, I look at the Elf .

nClydosus’ hair is a mix of green and silver, her hair is cut in a one-length bob . (TL: One-length bob cut . )

nShe has dark silver eyeliner around her eyes and the tattoo of a white whale stands out on her cheek .

nNow, should I escape?

n“…Is that so? With the way things are going, it seems like such a feeling…but, it’s impossible . I said it earlier, but I’m not interested in this discussion . For arguments sake, even if 【Thorny Tail】 attacks me, I will respond in kind every time . If they’re persistent I will crush them . ”

nWhen the blue-haired woman hears me, her eyes open wide and she laughs at me derisively .

nLike that, she takes a small step forward and opens her small mouth .

n“Eh, crush them? The organization by yourself? Are you stupid? Papa understands if that is the case, but isn’t it impossible for you? Papa has taken so much effort to invite you, yet you are going to decline?”

nShe has a flippant tone .

n“-Ahaha, interesting . I like this one . ”

nThe Elf woman spreads her arms and claps, repeating her words to dismiss the rough ones of the blue-haired woman .

nSuch a dispute is ignored .

n“That’s right . The conversation ends with this . I will go now so do not follow me anymore . ”

n“-Is that so . That’s disappointing . ”

n“Eh, is it okay Papa?”

nThe gentleman puts his hat back on with a disappointed expression .

n“Aah, it’s fine . ”

nIt may not be very manly to give up, but I run away through the alley .

n“As for me, I will not give up~, but, I am also busy . It can’t be helped . Bye-bye . ”

nFrom behind I hear the playful voice of the Elf woman and ignore it .

nI head into the alley at a quick pace .

nRollo jumps from my shoulder into my hood and it seems that she wants to rest .

nNow, I do not feel anymore unknown magic essence signs .

nThere does not seem to be anyone chasing me, but I use just to be certain .

nThen- I catch the smell of a woman .

nContinuously, within the range of presence detection is the scent of one person . Magic essence following me is detected .

nNot again . I am being followed even though I told them not to…

nGradually, the magic essence approaches from behind .

nIt may be the Elf woman from earlier or the woman with the light blue sword .

n“Rollo, someone is coming again . Just watch for now . ”

nRollo appears from the hood and answers with a light “Nya . ”

nI intended to hurry to the inn, but with this,

nThis guy is probably related to the business from before .

nContrary to opening it more .

nAnd, I decide to stop and wait for the approaching sign to appear .

nWhat appears is a woman .

nAra? But, it isn’t the Elf or impertinent blue-haired woman from earlier?

nA beautiful woman is glaring at me .

nThe woman approaches and she seems to be using fighting moji .

nMana is collecting in her feet .

nThe woman’s small lips move-

n“You’re waiting? Monster . ”

nShe suddenly calls me a monster .

nN? Are? I saw this woman somewhere .

nThe adventurer like woman is tall and wearing black leather armor .

nAh, she is pulling out a weapon from behind her~

nShe is holding a claymore type weapon in her hands?

nN~~, ah, I remember .

nThis is the woman who was glaring at me in front of the church .

nThe woman with the wavy hair .

nShe has white earrings and a high nose .

nThis is definitely that beautiful woman .

n“…I wasn’t waiting . You pulled a weapon and suddenly called me a monster?”

n“That’s right . You won’t deceive me-“

nThe woman declares coolly and turns the sword point towards me .

nAnd attacks in the form of a sword thrust .

n“Suddenly attacking-“

nI say those words as I move to the right .

nAt the same time Rollo jumps behind me, out of the hood .

nWhen she lands on the ground her figure swells and she adopts a battle posture .

nRollo jumps and extends a feeler bone sword at the charging woman .

nThe woman reacts with surprise to the sudden bone sword .

nShe holds the sword in both hands in a defensive stance and dodges the oncoming bone swords .

n“-A familiar!? Are you from the Valmask household?”

nWhile saying something, I have never heard of, she blocks the elastic attacks of Rollo’s feeler bone swords .

nHowever, how the quick attack cause the woman to completely lose her composure .

nMaa, she moves the sword with her hands and somehow manages to keep blocking . This seems to be the limit of her physical strength .

nThe woman’s fight has become a defensive one .

nLike this I continue observing Rollo’s movements for a while .

nI want to get information from this woman now .

n“Rollo, It’s fine now . Come back . ”

n“Nya, nyaa . ”

nHearing me, Rollo withdraws her feeler bone swords and returns .

nShe immediately returns to my feet .

n“Haa, haa, wh-why, retreat?”

n“Well, why did you suddenly attack?”

n“Because you’re a monster!”

n-She is throwing a knife this time .

nI knock down the thrown knife with the black spear .

n“Rollo, it’s okay to move back . ”

nRollo jumps back and leaves, per my instructions .

n“Suddenly calling me a monster is terrible . What basis do you have?”

nMaa, what the woman is saying is true…

nPerhaps, does she know about me?

n“Haha, you’re still feigning ignorance?”

n“That’s right . ”

n“Fuun, aren’t you using the skill unique to vampires?”

n“Eh?”

nThis is surprising . I did use it .

n“I, without the adventurer magic tools vampire hunters carry, I can detect the pheromones unique to vampires . It’s a ‘Response Skill,’ characteristic of “Vampire Hunters,” especially of the Egbain house . ”

nH-how, there is a skill like that?

nI am surprised again .

n“…Vampire hunter?”

nAlthough I am surprised, I return a question without showing it on my face .

n“That’s right . Didn’t you use pheromone touch in the middle of the city? I’ve had you ‘marked’ since then . I thought it was strange that you could walk around during the day, but it is possible for Vampire Progenitors and Dhampirs . ”

nThe woman talks boastfully .

n“N, that’s it? Because it reacted to a similar skill by ‘chance,’ did you not think about anything else?”

n“Clever-“

nThe woman collecting her breath then swings down her sword .

nI quickly lower my head and dodge the sword blade .

n-There is a swishing sound as the two-handed sword passes over my head .

nThis girl is dense .

nThe woman puts emphasis into her arms and cuts down again .

n-It seems she is set on killing me .

nI back away and dodge the large sword again .

nEven though I am dodging the woman’s attack, she tightens her grip without minding it and continues attacking .

nThis woman still has not learned her lesson .

nThis time I do not “dodge” but “meet” the strike instead .

n“Useless . ”

nI raise my voice and hit the middle of the approach two-handed sword with the black spear .

nThe two-handed sword is strongly repelled and a metallic sound resounds .

nThe woman’s face becomes ugly and she takes some distance again .

nShe then suddenly sticks the two-handed sword in the ground .

nN? She is stopping?

nWhen I think so-

nShe shoves both hands into her waist belt and removes something .

nShe throws it .

nFor a moment, is that a knife? I thought, but this is different .

nIt splits into multiple pieces in the air .

nWhite lines like spider threads extends out all at once and it opens .

nAdhesive thread falls onto my hands and feet and sticks to the ground .

n“Your movements will be stopped with this . It’s an anti-vampire ‘silver light spider . ’ You shouldn’t be able to move any more . I will work quickly and let you taste the blade of the saint sword ‘goldburg’-“

nThe woman’s face turns triumphant and she licks her lips .

nShe pulls out the two-handed sword from the ground and with that power, shouts .

nI move my arms covered in the sticky threads and check if I can move .

nThis thread is loose; will it really seal my movements?

nI tear away the thread forcibly from my arms and turn to the offensive .

n“Cho”

nThe woman raises a voice of surprise and stops with a questioning posture .

n-An opening .

nI wear fighting moji over my entire body and swing down the black spear from above .

nThe woman quickly raises her two-handed sword to catch the blade of the black spear .

nA dull sound of yielding metal-

nShe defended as I predicted .

nShe should be aware of her defense with this .

nLater at this pace .

nI flip the spear around and thrust out with the butt end .

nThe woman gradually cannot receive my attacks .

n“Haa, haa” she breathes raggedly and her sword lowers .

n-I will not overlook this opening and I “deliberately” shift close to her .

nI aim at the arm of the disheveled wavy-haired woman .

nI move the butt end of the black tanza spear in a small figure eight and catch her .

n“Ita-“

nThe woman’s right arm is twisted and she shows an expression of pain .

nThis will be an unknown pain for this woman . Furthermore, when I remove the black spear, she cannot withstand the pain . With this the two-handed sword falls from her grip .

nThen I hook the woman’s heel and using a locking technique with the black spear she topples over .

n“Ah-“

nLike that, I lean over the woman .

n“Gu, kuso . ”

n“Now that I’m looking closely, aren’t you a beautiful woman?”

n“Wh, don’t-“

n“Oto, please don’t struggle?”

nI restrain both of the woman’s hands and get into a mounting position .

nThere-

n“Nyaon, Nya, Nyaa . ”

nRollo who was watching from a distance seems to come over and pushes a soft paw pad to the woman’s forehead .

nShe slaps the woman’s nose…

n“Cho, the little cat is cute, but make the smell stop . ”

n“Rollo, she says your paw pads smell . Give her another whiff . ”

nRollo pushes her paw like a stamp .

n“-What, mou, the, the smell is becoming a habit…”

nSmell?

nHas she become a member of the cat enthusiasts too?

nIt seems a new fetish has awoken but I am not getting a good feeling from this anymore .

n“Rollo, you can stop . ”

n“Nya . ”

nRollo replies lightly and moves behind me .

n“Now then, if I was like you, I would kill you . However, I’ll leave now-“

n“Eh?”

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