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She wasn't wearing makeup, but her appearance alone was quite good, and her skin was a healthy tan.
Her body fat percentage is quite low, and you can clearly see the lines of her six-pack abs. Because she has also worked out her pectoral muscles, even though her breasts are so large that Shalltear is a little jealous, they still haven't sagged.
In terms of physical beauty alone, this woman was not as beautiful as the two vampire brides that Shalltear brought to serve as maids.
However, she has the aura of a carnivorous woman, with clearly visible muscles and a sharp gaze, giving off a distinct warrior vibe, which creates a rather unique charm.
Moreover, this was the first time Shalltear had encountered a female adventurer after being away for so long, just like encountering an exceptionally rare shiny Pokémon while exploring the tall grass in the wild.
Therefore, the moment Shalltear saw her, she decided to treat her as the most delicious dessert.
If she's a delicious virgin, savor her last drop of blood slowly. If she's not a virgin, then play with her to your heart's content without causing any bloodshed, and then we'll talk about it later.
After making this decision, Shalltear felt increasingly annoyed by the presence of the other five male bedbugs.
While her main quest is to subdue wild bandits and mercenary groups, her side quest is to capture people who possess information about martial arts techniques.
However, those bandits were even weaker than the skeletons of the Great Tomb, leaving Shalltear unable to see what value they had in being tamed.
As for information on martial arts techniques, with Brian, who is known as the kingdom's strongest swordsman, it should be more than enough to handle it... no, it should be said that it was handled quite perfectly.
In that case, these people have no value.
While those humans who were easily crushed like tofu were quite amusing to slaughter, these slightly more resilient ones should provide even more fun.
Thinking of this, Shalltear's already simmering bloodlust surged even higher.
"So, everyone—do you have any last words to say?" Shalltear's eyes gleamed with anticipation, while a malicious smile played on her lips.
The magic caster who saw Shalltear looked surprised, but quickly realized what was happening.
"The opponent might be a vampire! Only silver or magical weapons will be effective; we can't defeat her right now! Retreat! Don't meet her demonic gaze!"
This reaction surprised Shalltear.
It wasn't that I was surprised that the other party ran away; after all, even if they didn't run now, they would have to run away after someone died.
But this desperate, almost resounding call left Shalltear puzzled. It didn't seem like just a loud voice; what was the purpose?
"Why are you shouting so loudly?"
Although she wasn't the sharpest of them all, Shalltear always insisted on asking questions when she didn't understand something.
But as an enemy, would that magic-type spellcaster answer Shalltear's question?
The answer is naturally no.
Before the knife falls on your own body, aside from villains who die from talking too much, a person of normal intelligence would naturally not kindly answer the enemy's questions.
However, although the other party did not intend to answer Shalltear's question, Brian, who was standing to the side, looked thoughtful.
Having been a mercenary for so many years, I naturally know some of the tricks that adventurers often use.
“My esteemed master, Lady Shalltear. That magic chanter seems to be delivering a message, and I suspect there may be his teammates nearby.”
Sure enough, the magic chanter's face turned ugly immediately after hearing Brian's speculation.
Although he only stayed for a fleeting moment before hiding it, how could it possibly escape Shalltear's eyes?
"Judging from his reaction, you seem to have guessed correctly! As expected of my loyal servant. However, we can't just let this excellent toy slip through our fingers—"
Shalltear's eyes flickered slightly. "—Then the three of you can go and kill all their teammates."
"Yes, Lady Shalltear!" x3
The two vampire brides and Brian answered simultaneously, then vanished into the forest as three afterimages.
Watching the servants disappear into the distance, Shalltear tilted her head again, looking thoughtful.
Vampires are not a race of magic casters, but rather a race skilled in warrior techniques, and they do not possess any skills related to enemy detection, tracking, or intelligence gathering.
Moreover, although she didn't know how Brian was doing, Shalltear knew that the other two vampire brides who served as maids were probably just as good at thinking about problems as she was.
Or rather, it should be said that he is not even as good as himself.
If you're just dealing with some small fry, you don't even need to think too much. Because of its outstanding appearance and strong recovery ability, it's quite enjoyable to play.
If you really want to rely on them to accomplish anything significant, that's probably not going to work...
However, Shalltear herself doesn't have any enemy-finding abilities. Although her class is a faith-based magic caster, her skill set is entirely geared towards direct combat.
They don't even know communication magic.
Of course, the blame should actually fall on Peroroncino, the creator of Shalltear.
After all, even Sebastian, a dragon-man monk, could learn communication magic, so Shalltear, as a magic caster, naturally had the opportunity to learn it as well.
If Nidhogg were my creator, he probably wouldn't have made such a basic mistake...
Thinking of Medusa, who seemed to want to cling to Xia Yan 24/7, Shalltear couldn't help but show a hint of jealousy on her face, wishing she could take her place.
No, no, no, such thoughts are too sinful, too disrespectful to Lord Peroroncino!
But my personality is entirely set by Lord Peroroncino, which means that having these thoughts is in line with Lord Peroroncino's expectations!
Unlike the snake people, who are more suited to be magic chanters, with the powerful physique of their true ancestor, they should be able to withstand even Lord Nidhogg's true form...
Ah, Lord Nidhogg...
Thinking of this, Shalltear's cheeks flushed, and she felt a warm sensation in her lower abdomen.
No, no, no, I can't let my mind wander anymore. I need to focus on the mission first.
After expending considerable effort to shake the yellow debris out of her head, Shalltear began to ponder how to deal with the escaped adventurer.
"This is the only way... Come out, my livestock!"
Several shadows flickered at Shalltear's feet, and then one after another, the figures of several wolves emerged from them.
Its jet-black fur seemed to be shrouded in the night, and its eyes, like those of a vampire, emitted a crimson light that contained evil and cunning.
Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice, a total of ten, level 7.
This is Shalltear's unique ability, Familiar Summoning, which belongs to the True Ancestor race.
In reality, these wolves have no tracking ability and shouldn't even be considered wolves; they are essentially monsters born from the shadow of vampires.
But because of its wolf- and dog-like appearance, Shalltear thought that if it were one of them, it would probably be better at tracking.
"Go, my livestock, and kill all the humans in the forest!"
After much deliberation, Shalltear decided to abandon thinking and win by sheer numbers.
If even this doesn't bring them back—
We'll see when the time comes...
After all, Xia Yan did not require them to act secretly, and he had said that he would naturally take action to clean up any problems that arose. Moreover, she herself did not leak any information.
Therefore, he didn't take this small matter too seriously.
However, just as Shalltear was thinking of a solution and felt a slight itch on her head, her thoughts were interrupted by an unpleasant smell.
Looking to the side, one could see the adventure team taking advantage of Shalltear's moment of thought to retreat in a well-trained manner.
The entire team worked together seamlessly and in perfect unison, much like a single, chaotic group of mercenaries from before.
The three soldiers in the front row had raised their shields, which were originally on their backs, to their chests, assuming a defensive stance.
The two magic casters then cast defensive spells on the warriors guarding the front, and added some necessary combat buffs.
The red-haired female warrior, whom she regarded as a delicate dessert, was coating the weapons she handed to the warriors with alchemical silver.
It was a special coating concocted by alchemists that could give steel weapons the effect of silver weapons.
After all, silver weapons are not only expensive, but the material itself is also quite soft, making them unsuitable for use as weapons on the spot.
The unpleasant smell was coming from the medicine bottle.
This caused Shalltear's smiling face to instantly turn cold, and the small folding fan with lace trim in her hand stopped waving.
You actually dared to run away? I was so busy fanning myself that I forgot to fan you guys, huh?!
Chapter 41 The Interrupted Dessert
Corpses litter the fields.
Although there were only five people in total, the fragments of the bodies were so scattered that Britta could only think of one word to describe it.
Why did this happen?
They were just assigned a task to investigate traces of thieves, so why did things turn out this way?
Am I having a terrible nightmare right now?
Water god, wind god, fire god, earth god, whoever it is, please let me wake up soon!
Britta was filled with such anticipation that she prayed to every faith in the kingdom in her heart.
But the thick, nauseating smell of blood in the air, and the cold malice that seemed to be licked by something, all proved that this was reality.
The harsh reality.
Her heart pounded like a drum, making her chest tingle, but her face was deathly pale, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
Her hands and feet were terribly cold and trembling uncontrollably, making it impossible for her to support her body.
"Alright—it's time for the final dessert! I'm going to dig in now!"
Seeing the female warrior who had just been full of heroic spirit now lying on the ground curled up in a ball, trembling like a stressed quail, Shalltear revealed an evil smile, her tone light and lewd.
Clearly, they were planning to savor this special little snack, saving it for last.
Shalltear's character design encompasses all of Peroroncino's fetishes and fantasies, while Peroroncino openly proclaims himself a master of erotic games, demonstrating the breadth of his interests.
Perhaps because he had some romanticized notions about Shalltear, Peroroncino even added the setting that she had no experience with men.
This resulted in Shalltear's exaggeratedly wide range of sexual preferences all falling on the same sex.
"No, don't come any closer—!!!"
Like someone desperately seeking any remedy for an ailment, Britta rummaged through her handbag, trying to find something that might be of use.
But found nothing.
Moreover, Shatti 27, who couldn't wait to enjoy the delicious meal, was no longer going to give her any more time.