589: It’s the Demon!!!

589: It’s the Demon!!!

“Their captain is distracted! Now’s our chance!” the palace guards moved in on Mimi and her soldiers.

“Just try us!” Mimi shouted back. “We have the high ground!”

“Now for long! Encircle them!” the palace guards spread out around Mimi.

“Back up! Keep formation!” Mimi commanded, turning this into a race to the top for the rubble at the base of the ruined fortress.

“Sir, if they get to the fortress—” one of the guards voiced his concern to a squad leader.

“That won’t happen! Cut them off—” the squad leader’s head flew off his shoulders without making another sound, save for the thud it made upon landing.

“W-HAH!?” the palace guard gasped.

“Huh, after the demonlings, it’s like cutting through butter. No resistance at all!” Beatrice said as she watched red droplets slide down and drip from her bloodied extended fingernails.

“It’s the demon!!!” the palace guards screamed. “Forget the purple losers, deal with her! Together!!”

“Hm? Is this going to be the gangbang that the demons failed to deliver on-ah forget it!” Beatrice dropped the trash talk and got to slicing.

“UAAAH!!” a guard screamed after his chest got torn right through his armor.

“Oh, some resistance in this one,” Beatrice noticed. “And the damage dealt was considerably lower too. Why-oh, right, right, right!”

While cutting down another guard, Beatrice double checked the passive of her armor set.

Effects: Generic-looking set bonus (5/5) - Stealth Skills have increased effectiveness by +30%, +30% damage dealt on first strike if initiating combat, +60% damage dealt on back attack if initiating combat.

So, +90% on the first strike, Beatrice counted as broke an enemy spear and made a lethal counterattack. I guess I shouldn’t have started with the small fries then. Oh well—

-29 HP

-32 HP

-31 HP

“Ah!?” Beatrice grimaced from the sudden sharp stabs into her back while countless small objects flew past her like bullets. Beatrice looked down and saw the rubble round her littered with nails.

“ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!!!” a female voice screamed from above. Beatrice looked up and saw a white figure with a gigantic weapon overhead screaming, “HAMMER FALL!!!!”

“Shit,” Beatrice jumped out of the way of the rapidly descending object.

“WATCH OUT!!” the palace guards had the same idea and spread out before the figure landed with explosive force that sent dust and debris in all directions.

As the dust settled, the figure rose up. A short girl with pink hair, blue eyes, and a condescending smile. She rested her white hammer-axe on the rubble. The handle of her absurdly large weapon was longer than girl’s entire height.

“You’re alive too?” Beatrice asked, recognizing the other princess she encountered in the palace. Though, Beatrice was pretty sure that last time she saw the princess, she had a completely different outfit. This time, the princess was in robes of white and gold, though the robes looked severely oversized for her small body.

“P-Princess Annie!” the guards looked just as surprised to see the princess.

“Your new High Priest has arrived!” Annie declared with a smile.

“Yeah, no!” Beatrice used her [Blink (+1)] to near-instantaneously move right in front of Annie, and then used her [Extend Claws (+1)] right in Annie’s face.

Beatrice’s two extended claws went right through Annie’s smiling face with no impact of any kind, save for a ripple that spread from Beatrice’s extended claws right in front of Annie’s smiling face. The ripples spread wider and wider like on a surface of water, obscuring Annie in the waves until she disappeared behind them completely.

Fuck, Beatrice knew the one responsible, but had no time to search for the green ranger-mage, because she had to look out for—

“AXECUTIONER!” Annie swung her hammaxe, axe side first at Beatrice.

Beatrice just barely managed to dodge, but Annie didn’t seem the least bit discouraged by the failure to behead her opponent.

“Last time you let that fire bitch do all the work for you,” Annie said, smiling as if she already won. “Surely you won’t complain if I’m the one with a little help this time, right?”

“You’re going to claim that you’re demon free too?” Beatrice asked.

“Pff! More disgusting lies from an ugly cow!” Annie laughed and licked her lips.

For a brief moment, Beatrice noticed a black mist slip out of Annie’s mouth along with the long tongue. A deliberate slip up, as Annie’s grin grew wider when she saw that Beatrice saw.