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◈ Reincarnated as the Villain's Heir

Chapter 46: If Your Hair Gets Cut, That Does Not Count as Unharmed, Right?

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"Duke Hezler. You seem awfully full of yourself."

"What are you supposed to be?"

There were so many characters appearing one after another that it must have been hectic for him.

Hezler let out a shrill voice and hid behind the man who looked like the captain of the Grim Ritter.

The weapon that captain-like man took up was a spear.

That extremely thick spear had such a sense of weight that even two adult men would have trouble carrying it together.

Since he held such a thing easily with both hands, he must have been very confident in his physical strength.

"If you come any closer to Lord Hezler, I will kill you."

"What are you saying after coming all the way to another country's royal capital? You did inform the king about this in advance, right?"

"I have no need to tell you."

As expected of a machine-like unit.

He showed no emotion toward me and thought only of protecting Hezler.

As hired men, they were probably as impressive and reliable as could be.

But House Balfont did not need people like that.

Being faithful to orders meant they could not produce results beyond those orders.

Doing what you were told was something we had already moved past in early childhood.

For example, if I were in their position, I would have already killed everyone, Leticia included.

Once someone stood in your way, they were a threat, so of course you should eliminate them beforehand.

And yet they were politely waiting until I attacked.

On that point, Lilisha had still made her decision faster.

"Grrr! Deakiny! Hurry up and dispose of those brats!"

"As you command."

The spear thrust from the man called Deakiny shot out.

Feeling wind pressure strong enough to pierce the air, I slid aside with the smallest possible movement.

Yes, he was fairly well trained.

"...To think you dodged my thrust."

"Deakiny! Finish him in one blow!"

"That is impossible with my current combat ability. This boy is no ordinary person."

"What did you say? And you call yourself the man feared as True Heaven?"

That fat man did not understand, but a spear's range could not be compared to a sword's.

Deakiny should have understood very well how serious it was that he could not hit me after I had deliberately entered his range.

The remaining Grim Ritter left Leticia and Lilisha alone and surrounded me.

"You should seriously think about when to back down. I'll be satisfied if I can punch that fat guy once."

"If you intend to harm Lord Hezler, I will show no mercy."

"How loyal. Is the pay good?"

"I have no need to tell you."

Well, of course not.

I turned a mocking smile toward Hezler.

"Hey, fatty. If I manage to punch you, you won't be able to go out all carefree anymore, will you?"

"There is not even one chance in ten thousand of that happening! The Grim Ritter cannot be compared to this country's knight order!"

"I'll admit that. After all, this knight order trains halfheartedly, and if they go on an expedition, they slack off as much as they want."

"Fuhihihihi! Do you see? The Grim Ritter's other name is Dark Fairy Tale! You have made an enemy of the one thing on this continent you must never oppose!"

I moved the moment I gave my second mocking smile.

Deakiny's thrust came at me, followed by a storm of slashes from the other guards.

There was no waste in their blade lines, and every one of them slashed with greater precision than a Blood Mantis.

"Not bad."

As expected of an elite unit. If they fought the servants entrusted with guarding our mansion, they should be able to put up a decent fight.

While thinking that, I deflected their slashes with the minimum amount of force, and all of them lost their balance.

I drew Deakiny's chain of thrusts right to the tip of my nose before dodging.

"Oraaa!"

"What!?"

When I cut upward against that spear with my magic sword, Deakiny's body lifted into the air along with the spear.

In that opening, I dashed straight through.

The one waiting at the end was Hezler.

"Hey."

"Eek!"

I drove my fist into Hezler's face.

His teeth scattered, his nose broke, and Hezler slammed back-first into the carriage.

"Bugooh!"

Hezler let out a pig-like cry and fainted magnificently.

His awful face had become even more awful.

"L-Lord Hezler!"

"B-bugi, bugi..."

The butler was shaking Hezler, but he probably would not wake up for a while.

And carrying that body back into the carriage would be quite a chore.

Well, the side of the carriage had been damaged after that huge body crashed into it.

Meanwhile, Deakiny and the others were unable to move.

I tapped their shoulders from behind.

"You guys are pretty good. As expected, I couldn't get through this unharmed either. Look, a little of my hair got cut, right?"

Deakiny did not move.

The single line of sweat running down his forehead showed what he felt inside.

After understanding that, Deakiny set his spear on the ground.

"Butler Volk, this boy is beyond me. We are leaving the royal capital with Lord Hezler."

"Y-you cannot decide that on your own..."

"Our duty is to protect Lord Hezler. If we fight this boy, we will no longer be able to accomplish that duty."

"Very well..."

After causing all that trouble, Hezler's party turned their carriage around and headed back toward the royal capital gate.

As he left carrying the unconscious Hezler, Deakiny glanced at me.

That was just barely within the acceptable line for retreating.

Still, the moment I stepped out, they had put their guard up against me first.

That was because they had instantly seen that Leticia and Lilisha had lost their will to fight.

Knowing those two, they had probably decided there was no need for them to step forward if I was there.

"Lord Alphys, thanks to you, we were saved."

"You would have had trouble fighting those guys."

Lilisha, who remained silent, also understood that she could not have handled all of them alone.

That was why she deliberately said nothing to me.

Having a strong sense of justice was fine, but her ability needed to keep up.

"U-um, thank you very much..."

"Looks like the child isn't hurt. That was rough for you."

The woman Hezler had slapped bowed deeply.

The child also looked like she did not really understand, but she copied her mother.

Well-educated, wasn't she?

Our Gillium still could not apologize unless I threatened him, no, unless I persuaded him.

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