After the intimidation I gave her, the woman in front of me instead smiled mockingly. "Hmph! Torture?! Understand your position, young man." She said with full confidence.
I didn't know what she was talking about. Why was she still so confident, even though she had already seen the impact of my fight against the guard troops of this mansion, and even her sudden attack had been successfully stopped by me.
Guiver actually yawned, "Hoaaammm! Boring! When everything has already been predicted, then what happens next becomes very boring!" he muttered.
I became even more confused, "What do you mean?!" I asked Guiver.
But he was indifferent. "Every servant in this mansion is an assassin, you know?!" he replied calmly.
"Eh?! How do you know?!" I asked, even more confused.
Guiver answered, "From the beginning they classified themselves as not involved, that already made me suspicious." He replied, "The way they lie like experts."
I shouted, "What?! Wasn't it you who said that they were telling the truth?!" My shout could only be heard by Guiver who was inside my body.
Guiver chuckled. "If I told you everything, wouldn't it become even more boring?" He replied casually. "Besides, earlier I already gave you a little hint that the servants were indirectly guilty too, right?"
I realized. "Ah… I see." I replied.
"The point is… keep fighting," Guiver said indifferently, "And… don't kill them." he added.
I looked down, the veins on my temples tightened. "Don't kill them?! In a situation like this?!"
However, Guiver only replied flatly. "You will find out later."
I became even more annoyed with this damn Guiver. But I could postpone that first.
I felt an aura of presence slowly forming and surrounding me.
I spun my body around, looking at them one by one, "Hooo? So this is your trump card?!" I mocked all of them.
That middle-aged woman did not answer.
Everyone surrounding me were all the servants in this mansion, whether young women, middle-aged women, and the skilled-looking men, all of them surrounded me silently without a sound.
At first, I couldn't feel their presence at all. Proving that I still had shortcomings in detection.
I looked again at that middle-aged woman, "So?!" I spread both my arms, "Why are you so quiet?" I bowed slightly and spoke loudly. "Do you think you can defeat me with numbers?!" I grinned sharply, pulling out my dagger along with my killing aura.
However, the woman in front of me instead responded to my provocation cynically. "Aren't you relying on your newly recruited followers?" she asked quietly, still not starting to attack.
Hearing that, I straightened my body again. "Followers?" Picking my ear, indifferent. "What kind of leader relies only on followers?" Blowing out the earwax, "I'm not like you who relies on small fry like this." I mocked back.
"Bastard." The woman in front of me muttered.
I chuckled, "Hurry and come at me… lackey." I replied.
Guiver suddenly butted in, "You really do have a sharp tongue, kid." he muttered. "Look at that vein on her face… Hahaha!" He laughed inside my body.
I was annoyed hearing that, "Shut up! I learned how to insult people from you!" I grumbled.
Still seeing the people around me not moving at all, I was confused. "Why aren't they attacking? I've already provoked them." I asked Guiver.
"They're assassins." Guiver replied. "It's only natural they have strong mental resilience." he added.
"What? So when is this going to start?!" I replied, "I just want to go to the treasure room! There's always a problem!"
At first, I was stopped by the people who had previously been made slaves by that damned Beltiro when I wanted to step into the treasure room.
But now, I was surrounded by a group of jobless assassins who were just wasting time.
I was really sick of all this, here we were all just standing around doing nothing for more than 5 minutes. "If you want to attack, hurry up!" I shouted loudly.
Hearing my shout, suddenly everyone around me disappeared.
More precisely, they didn't disappear. Instead, they circled around me with fast movements.
Even I could only see the flashes of wind they threw out.
*Scratch… A loud impact sound echoed in the corridor when they tried to attack me with daggers, but I immediately parried them.
*Ssrrttt. Krshhh… Followed by a barrage of attacks directed at me, and I managed to block them again.
I was so excited, I couldn't hide my happiness right now. I grinned, "Hihihi… Hahaha! Keep it coming! You are fast, but still weak!" I mocked.
[Why can he block our attacks?! We are the elite, you know! Training ourselves every day… Especially now that we've surrounded him.]
[Tch! How about this?!]
*Slash… Cutting me with a stronger attack, like double slashes per strike.
"Hooo… You managed to cut my left hand, huh." I grinned, congratulating them. "Congratulations." I said kindly.
*Tsss… Tsss. My blood dripped onto the floor.
Everyone stopped moving, they showed satisfied faces. "Hmph." The middle-aged woman snorted.
I immediately mocked her. "Hey, hey… You're assassins, right?! Why are you already satisfied with just the enemy's left hand?!" I said half-muttering.
The woman in front of me raised her eyebrow, "What can you do with one hand?" she replied disdainfully.
I curved my lips, "You want to know?" I asked, placing my right hand and touching my left shoulder. "Heal." *Ssshhh… Slowly, my entire left hand regenerated, growing a new arm.
[That's… the hand we just cut off…]
[He… is smiling?!]
I was so excited, and didn't care when they showed shocked faces. "HAHAHA! Give me more pain!" I shouted.
[He's getting excited instead?!]
However, the woman in front of me instead put her weapon back.
I immediately frowned, "Hm? Why?" I asked.
She slowly shook her head, "You are Reigh Asteion, right?" she asked.
Now it was my turn to be shocked when I heard that. "How do you know my full name?!" I shouted.
She instead laughed, followed by the people around me who also put their weapons away. "Of course we know… everything about Outer Slums."
Guiver became interested in their organization, "Hooo. They're interesting, kid." he muttered.
I ignored Guiver's words, because what really made me wonder was how they could know about me.
Even though for 7 years, I had always lived on the streets while constantly covering my face so as not to be recognized by the pursuers hired by my parents' former assistant.
Even though that assistant did let me live when killing my parents, he still sent people to keep an eye on me.
I even had to kill those who followed me while I was training in the forest.
"I did tell you before that my name is Reigh, but I don't remember ever telling you my family name." I asked, trying to find out.
However, she did not answer my question. "How did you become that strong in 2 weeks?" Instead, she added another question.
"What?! She also knows my progress over 2 weeks?! Do I have no privacy?! Is my identity open source?!" I shouted in my heart.
I crossed both of my arms, trying to stay calm even though sweat flowed from my temples. "Because… a blessing, maybe?" I answered hesitantly.
Hearing my confusing answer, she added another question. "What is your purpose in killing Beltiro?"
I tilted my head slightly, my arms still crossed. "Actually I'm the one who should be asking, why are you fighting me." I straightened my head again.
Guiver immediately spoke, "Kid, a little advice from me. Since your identity is already exposed, you'd better strike back at them." he said softly.
"Strike back?! How?" I asked.
Guiver was still calm. "Because of the fight earlier, the mana they left is still scattered in this corridor. You can track it to the source toward their base."
I half agreed with him, "But didn't you say they're assassins, it's impossible to track their base that easily."
"Hm… True…" Guiver replied quietly, "In that case, just finish all of them off now."
I smiled faintly when Guiver said that.
"But don't kill them, okay. Just make them unable to do anything anymore." he added.
"You're ruining my fun." I replied curtly.
But I was also happy to hear it. Because before I only wanted to try how strong they were, now I also wanted to try how strong I was when fighting assassins.
When they saw me suddenly getting excited, they all immediately took a ready stance. "You don't want to answer, huh?" the woman asked.
I ignored that, "You are the one who will answer all of my questions." Releasing my killing aura again, now I really wanted to end everything quickly.
"Get ready!" I shouted. Then I immediately disappeared.
[Disappeared?!]
[Where is he?!]
*Urkkk! *Haakkh! "Ba-stard!" one of them shouted as they were just thrown into the corridor wall when I punched their stomach with a fast and powerful blow.
Blood came out of his mouth, his breathing was ragged. *Huukhh. Arkh…
I didn't care, continued beating the others. "You rely on speed and hiding, right? How about this?!" I shouted as I began to disappear.
Then, *Arghhh! The screams of pain echoed throughout the corridor.
"Gender equality?! Eat this!" I continued beating another one.
*Khhhk!
I kept punching their stomachs one by one rapidly.
Leaving only screams of pain along the corridor.
"Damn it!" The remaining ones launched a counterattack when I paused for a moment to beat the next one.
*Slash. I was truly careless because I lowered my speed, so my hand was cut off again. *Tsss… Tsss…
My blood dripped, I raised my speed again while regenerating my hand. "Not enough, Idiot!" I mocked.
Attacking again. Again. And again. All of us kept exchanging attacks at high speed.
When my hands or legs were successfully cut off, I regenerated them again like before. "Hahaha! This is fun!" I shouted in satisfaction.
They kept attacking and cutting my body with sharp daggers.
I only attacked them with punches so that no one would die.
Only groans of pain were heard mixed with continuous slashes raining down on me. *Arrghhh. *Srrtt. Slash.
[H-He's crazy!]
[What the hell is that?!]
[Every time he's slashed, he gets even more excited.]
When they realized that I could regenerate my severed body parts, they slashed me even faster.
I don't know how many times my hands and legs were cut off, even my neck was almost severed. But luckily, my regeneration was faster.
I couldn't hide my delighted expression. "HAHAHAHA KHAHAHAHA!" My laughter thundered throughout the corridor.