*Clap, clap

"Well done Bent, seeing your skills is as terrifying as ever."

"It was nothing, Mr. Oliver. Honestly, I am ashamed of showing you those subordinates of my..."

Feeling the cold stare from their boss, those 3 got chill running through the backs.

"Let's hurry...!"

"The Boss is angry...!"

"Go after them before the boss kills us...!"

Seeing those 3 running like they got shit on their pants, Bent shook this head helplessly.

'Tch, how dare their embarrassing me in front of a new client. Those idiots will need a beating later on...'

"If they haven't underestimated their opponent they would even have won..." Bent looked at the 3 with disdain.

"There is no need for excuses Bent, just tell me if that old man was strong or not..."

Not expecting such a question, Bent blankly told him the truth.

"No...Not at all. That man had no talent nor training in him. At such age, he only learned two commonly seen skills that Tier 1 warriors use. Although he was quite skilled with the staff for a Tier 1 warrior... But being at such age a Tier 1 warrior isn't even a compliment..."

Hearing Bents's explanation Oliver nodded in understanding.

In this world seeing someone be capable of winding martial arts, magic or anything else of spiritual arts was a rare sight to see.

Since learning such arts doesn't depend on only resources of growing.

But of talent and mastery for such arts!

If one wasn't born with such talent then he was fated to never reach a higher realm of individual strength!

Although different kinds of resources do help of increasing one's strength.

There was always a limit on that.

As for those that strive for greater individual strength but with no talent...

glancing at the corpse of the old man Oliver felt bitter inside.

Of course not out of pity.

'We common men shouldn't strive for things beyond our reach...'

"At any rate, Bent. Tell you, men, to gather the 'goods' here and get out of here before the soldiers arrive."

"There's in no need to worry Mr. Oliver. We have enough time until the soldiers of the city arrive here to us. Please relax and let us do our jo-"

"Big Boss! Trouble!" A middle-aged man screamed out loud.

Being interrupted while talking to this client Bent felt like beating this guy to the death, but upon seeing the desperate look of this subordinate he frowned slightly.

"What is it!? Can't you guys not even catch some villagers!?"

Falling to the ground while breathing heavily, the middle-aged man said.

"Hah...this isn't it hah...Boss!" The middle-aged man's voice sounded hoarse and sweat like crazy.

Recognizing that the middle-aged man being one of the few that he trusted among this band this frown grew even bigger.

"Tell me already what happened"

"Boss...someone came and started to kill everyone!"

Hearing that Bent started to feel anxious

"What!? Did the soldiers of the city already came!? How many!"

Shaking this head, the middle-aged man said.

"Boss! Is just one guy! They aren't the soldiers of the city! It was just one guy! One!"

As if someone grasped this heart extremely tightly. Bent felt a cold sweat coming from this back.

'I-It can't be!'

Gripping the shoulders of this subordinate, he said with a shaking voice.

"W-Was it Darius of the Darcy Family!?"

"H-Huh?"

"Huh?"

Seeing each other confused look a moment of silence fell upon them.

"So...who is it?"

"R-Right! The one who killed us was..."

"A Knight with deformed-looking armor!"

"...?"

****

10 minutes later in the Fera village...

"Noooo!"

"That wench! Catch her already!"

"Remember not to hurt her! See will fence a good price!"

While two slavers were chasing a young maiden around near outside the village.

Currently, inside one of the wheat fields, someone was wearing a deformed-looking armor lying there with a longsword right beside him.

That, someone, was me...

"What the hell are those guys doing..."

Looking at the trio running after that girl I come to the conclusion that does guys were playing...tag?

"Why is that girl screaming so loud...? And the way those two guys are chasing seems odd..."

As I was trying to comprehend what this trio was doing, the 2 men catches up with a girl and pushed her to the ground.

"You damn soon to be whore! Making us chase you through the whole down!"

"No! Please, forgive!"

"Tch, so annoying. We might as well discipline first before we hand her over for some coin"

"Hehe, Nice idea brother! That damn scar face and this damned rules! We will be done before anyone notices!"

Realizing what was just about to happen, the girl started to struggle even harder than before.

"Please! Anyone please! Sob...Saved..."

Looking at this scene it finally clicked on me.

"So there is was no festival after all..."

Now that I take a better look at them, I finally realized the current situation at hand.

'If the girl is one of the villages, then these two other guys should be some type of bandits.'

"I guess I should start moving..."

Gripping the longsword beside him, he went towards the trio over there.

"Hey brother, can you hold my sword for me while I finish with her?"

"Whatever, just get it over with so that I get a turn as well."

"Dammit man, give me just a minute!" Reaching out this hand. He grabbed the girl's clothing and started slowly to rip her clothes off.

"Let me go! Nooo!"

Feeling headache coming out of her loud screaming he came up with an idea.

"Tch, so annoying... brother. Can you put something on her mouth or something?" But even after several seconds, he received no response.

"Brother?"

"Huh' Who are y-"

As he was about to turn around and check on this brother.

A swift air blade flew right beside him and went crushing to one of the nearby houses.

*Fsheeeeeeen!

Glancing blankly at the clean-cut made in the house wall, a slight came to this spine.

"What did just happened...brother?"

After finally turning around, the sight he was expecting was nowhere to be seen.

Instead of seeing this brother standing behind him and being as usual annoying. He saw this brother's headless body standing there and a figure looking like a knight running at him with full speed!

"Brother!?" Finally realizing what was happening, he bends down and picked up this short sword from the ground.

"You bastard! You will pa- huh?"

These words came right back through my throat.

The figure that was more than 10 meters further away from him, has suddenly in less than 3 seconds came right in front of him!

"Slow..." Saying so with this cold voice and this runic longsword in this had.

With no hint of hesitation, he pushed the runic blade right through the chest of the man.

"Bgluh!" Coughing up blood the man felt everything being surreal.

"H-How..."

After a slight red glow coming out of the Veren sword.

Pulling out the blade the second men now lifeless body fell to the ground.

[You received 1000 XP]

"These guys were even weaker than I had expected to be...maybe using [Windblade] was kind of the overkill."

Shaking my head I walked towards the shivering girl on the ground.

"T-Thanks for saving me, sir...Knight?

But betraying her expectations of a charming knight saving her in times of trouble.

I was different.

"You are welcome..." Raising my Veren sword with one hand above my head I said unemotionally.

"Huh?" As confused by my gesture the girl tilted her head to the side.

But I didn't let her figure the cruel reality out.

Swinging the Veren Blade with a fluent emotion on her head.

[You Received 600 XP]

"Just 600 XP...But I guess it's better than nothing..."

Calling internally my XP storage and seeing the XP amount I felt surprised.

[XP: 71 425]

"It hasn't been that long and I am already rich again..."

Although I felt happy upon having such a large amount of XP.

I felt somehow bitter inside too...

"Sigh... It seems like mass genocide is the fastest way into power huh..."

Most of this amount of XP came from the soldiers that I had killed and that wanna able to undying arsonists

Just those guys gave me around 55 000 XP in a single day!

"Tch, If it weren't for the fact that I can gain XP through training I would even think that this status-system thing would even try to manipulate me into becoming a mass murderer..."

Though glancing at the 3 lying corpses I didn't have much empathy towards them. It more like I felt none.

"I don't mind killing them though..." As I was thinking about what to do with my remaining XP in my storage.

Someone called out to me.

"You! Who are you! Did you do this to those guys!" he said while pointed in my direction.

Looking at the middle-aged man pointing this finger at the corpses I shrugged my shoulders off.

"And what if I did?"

"You...what did you say...?" Suddenly more men showed up behind the middle-aged man.

"You seeking death!"

"Sigh...Ignorance sure is a blessing..." While circling my mana through my legs I said.

"But sadly it only lasts until someone meets the consequences of Ignorance."

Running at them with the help of [Sprint].

Another slaughter has begun.