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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Ruby
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Yuma, having completely descended the mountain.
Yuma could easily recognize the name of the enormous village before his eyes.
It was written plainly for all to see.
Astes Empire Capital, Barnok.
Along with learning the capital’s name, he confirmed that reading this world’s writing was no problem.
‘This is not ordinary.’
But the atmosphere in the capital was unusual.
Soldiers and a few knights were moving busily as if searching for someone.
It seemed they were looking for someone already inside the capital, as there were only two figures guarding the outside.
Yuma headed towards the gate without hesitation.
“Halt.”
Yuma stopped as the guard ordered.
The guard examined Yuma’s appearance.
Worn-out leather clothes.
But then.
‘What a noble face…’
A handsome face.
And the noble aura emanating from his entire being gave an inexplicable sense of pressure.
“Are you a nobleman?”
“No.”
Yuma pulled something out from his breast.
It was a merchant’s badge.
“A 3rd-class merchant of the Rokein Guild…?”
A badge signifying a 3rd-class merchant.
Yuma had presented one of the possessions from Aron’s belongings, a merchant’s badge.
It seemed to be a badge taken from a merchant who had been killed.
If it was a merchant’s badge from a thief in the wilderness before the capital, it must surely belong to a guild related to the capital.
So he decided to use it.
Yuma tensed his body.
Ready to draw the dagger,
‘I should custom order some kind of wrist guard that can hide a dagger and allow for quick drawing.’
Yuma began to think of ways to survive in this world with his abilities.
The guard stared again at Yuma’s refined face.
That damnably handsome face.
“Is there a problem?”
Yuma stared at the guard.
Despite speaking informally to the guard despite not being a nobleman, strangely, it didn’t feel unpleasant.
Even those words seemed dignified.
‘He must be the son of a guild master or something.’
A very well-raised son.
“No, go ahead.”
“Thank you.”
Yuma casually took back the merchant’s badge.
And entered with dignity.
Into the Imperial Capital, Barnak.
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A black-haired girl was sitting in the busiest restaurant in the capital.
The girl was sitting quietly, wearing a gray robe.
As if unable to shake off some tension, she kept tapping the tabletop with her index finger.
Creaaak─
At that moment, the restaurant door opened.
The girl’s eyes turned to the man with ash-gray hair, Yuma.
Yuma had come straight to the restaurant after purchasing a 300-cent top and bottom at a clothing store.
A white shirt with a navy blue coat.
And black pants matching the coat.
That was Yuma’s current appearance.
It was a combination that went well with his gray hair.
The girl’s eyes widened as she sensed a noble aura from Yuma.
An aura that couldn’t be emitted by an ordinary person who hadn’t reached a certain level.
Because it exuded an overwhelming pressure.
‘Could it be.’
She suspected something, but soon shook her head.
‘No.’
There was no urgency or anger seen in those chasing someone.
Just eyes looking at the world with boredom.
The girl and Yuma’s eyes met.
However, as if not caring about her, Yuma glanced at her briefly before immediately averting his gaze and sitting down at a nearby seat.
The girl nibbled on the spaghetti in front of her, taking another bite or two.
She had to fill her stomach after all.
And now she had to leave soon.
Before those tracking her burst in.
As she put down her fork and roughly adjusted her clothes, about to stand up.
BANG─!!
The door opened with a fierce sound, unlike before.
And what followed from the door was killing intent.
A killing intent strong enough for all 50 or so people in this restaurant to feel.
Tremble tremble……
The arms and legs of the capital’s citizens trembled.
Crash!
A waiter dropped the dishes he was holding.
Even though a small fragment had shallowly pierced his left leg, he was in such a state of terror that he didn’t even notice it.
The one who released this killing intent was a man with red hair.
“I’m here to check if the beast I’m looking for is here or not.”
The large man slowly entered the restaurant.
After taking ten steps,the man looked to one side and raised the corner of his mouth.
“There you are, beast.”
It was right where the black-haired girl in the gray robe was.
“Seed of a witch. What are you doing among humans?”
The man raised his right hand. In his hand, a red aura was concentrated.
A truly destructive energy.
“My name is Keingal. I am one of the Imperial Ten Seats.”
Keingal did not try to hide his status as a Master.
Imperial Ten Seats.
One of the ten strongest in the Astes Empire.
Thinking that such a person was emitting terrible killing intent towards them, and might attack them, people instantly felt a sense of terror as if standing on the edge of a cliff.
“The one I’m chasing now is the daughter of a witch. As you all know, it’s the daughter of the Hell Witch Vinesse, who met her end at the hands of the Imperial Ten Seats after burning down two cities of this empire.”
Hell Witch Vinesse.
At that name of terror, people murmured.
“Hell Witch Vinesse!”
“The daughter of Vinesse is here…?”
Keingal raised the corners of his mouth wide enough to show his yellow teeth.
“Come out right now. If you don’t come out, these innocent humans will all die too.”
On Keingal’s right hand, the concentrated red spherical strong energy was still swirling.
Clench
He saw the girl tightly grip her fist as if it might crush.
As if she had made some decision, she was about to raise her head, which had been lowered.
But then, Keingal’s mouth opened again.
“…Why do you keep eating?”
Keingal’s gaze was directed at Yuma.
Clatter
He stared at Yuma, who was calmly eating soup despite his words and killing intent.
He had been bothering him since earlier.
Even though he had entered.
Even though he had deliberately spread his killing intent.
The guy who kept eating.
“What are you?”
Gray hair. Blue eyes.
A somehow noble aura emanating.
However, no elements of physical strength were visible to the naked eye.
Yuma wiped his mouth once with a handkerchief before speaking.
“Do your job. I’m doing mine.”
Keingal’s gaze became more crumpled at Yuma’s brazen answer.
“My job, you say. Until just now it was one, but because of your words, one more has been added.”
Keingal’s right arm, which had been facing forward.
Now pointed solely at Yuma.
“You die first. You inferior being who doesn’t know your place.”
A red flash burst from Keingal’s right hand.
And the circular red sphere, ‘Red Star’, fiercely pounced on Yuma.
Whoooosh!
Viciously tearing through the air.
It was a bullet of strong energy that had nimbly concentrated aura.
Yuma remained still, not even rising from his chair.
Clank─
He merely put down his fork.
‘…Huh? That person.’
Was it nothing after all?
Was it just his aura that seemed noble?
The girl, bewildered by Yuma’s behavior as if calmly accepting death, hurriedly began casting a shield spell.
‘Too late!’
But the red mass of energy had already reached right in front of Yuma’s nose.
At that moment, Yuma’s right arm moved.
Kiiiiing──!!
Deflecting ranged techniques like magic from the opponent.
That too was a specialty of ‘Don’t Screw Me Over’.
The skill
With its power amplified tenfold.
BOOOOOM!!
An enormous explosion engulfed the restaurant.
“Cough, cough… You…”
Thick blood flowed from Keingal’s mouth.
“Wh-what did you do…!”
Pop.
Keingal’s upper body was literally roundly pierced through.
The spine wasn’t even visible.
All that could be seen was the scenery beyond the restaurant.
Keingal’s body slowly fell backward.
Thud───
It was instant death.
The 8th seat of the Imperial Ten Seats, Keingal, was dead.
After a long silence that seemed too long to be just a moment.
“Kyaaaaaah!!”
“Uwaaaaah!”
Everyone, regardless of age or gender, screamed and ran out of the restaurant.
Only two remained inside the restaurant.
Excluding the trembling waiter and restaurant owner inside, only Yuma and the girl were left.
“Did you help me?”
The girl stared at Yuma.
Yuma looked at the golden-eyed girl with his blue eyes.
And only then, as if finishing his meal, he put down his fork.
“I noticed that you were the one he was chasing, but I had no such intention.”
The girl swallowed hard at his response, which suggested he had done nothing special.
The corpse now at the doorway.
He had killed the Empire’s 8th Seat Keingal with a single blow.
A swordsman who had reached the realm of Sword Master.
‘He definitely deflected it with a dagger.’
He had deflected Keingal’s ‘Red Star’ with a dagger – a technique that could kill even a Master-level opponent with one hit in a chaotic battlefield situation.
And then he reflected that ‘Red Star’ back, causing instant death.
“That guy I killed.”
The girl listened attentively to Yuma’s words.
“Do you know how strong he was in this world?”
The girl opened her golden eyes wide.
The nuance was different from someone subtly boasting about their achievement.
He seemed to be genuinely asking because he didn’t know about the Imperial Ten Seats.
‘Has he been training in some mountain?’
But if that were the case, his appearance was too noble.
“The Astes Empire’s Ten Seats… they are the Empire’s swords. They follow the Emperor’s orders. And naturally, they are strong. Excluding recluses in hiding, it’s no exaggeration to say they are the ten strongest in the Empire.”
Right after the girl finished speaking.
In front of the wide-open restaurant door.
Clang clang clang!
About 30 knights in armor lined up.
“L-Lord Keingal!!”
And they were shocked.
Because the Empire’s 8th Seat, a Sword Master they couldn’t even scratch if they all attacked together, was dead.
With a huge hole in his chest, in a very miserable state.
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Jajajajajajaja XD
Poison, anyways the pacing is quite fast, it’s literally
Ch. 1 : Kill random thug
Ch. 2 : Kill a swordmaster
So he one-shot Artorios in his prime.
I think this guy is more like smogh not one of the four royal knights but can be compared