"Oioi, did she seriously say 'take us one at a time'?"
It goes without saying, the topic of conversation between the robbers waiting around the house was the beautiful woman from earlier.
"We're gonna do it with that woman too!"
"She's probably going to be all ragged when our turn comes, anyway."
"No matter how ragged she gets you still can't compare her to the whores in town."
"Boss had better not break her!"
Not minding my noisy surroundings, I stood in front of the door.
As Lovano ordered, I was there to beat up anyone who tries to peek.
The robbers who'd seen how I fight, even if it's for only half a year, gave up and started talking about their delusional ideas.
Suddenly the sound of something hitting the wall several times in a row came from inside.
The robbers turned their eyes all at once but immediately turned to laughter.
"Oi oi, Boss is doing it rough."
"I hoped he'd handle her more gently, 'least until we get our turn."
"She's a fine jewel of an ex-noble's girl but she's gonna be all broken like a frog when my turn comes."
The chill is getting worse, I grabbed my greatsword in my hand and put strength into my arm.
I can't explain it, but I'm sure something's happened.
It was a bad feeling like I never felt, even when fighting in the underground.
The door slowly opened.
The robbers all noticed at the same time, looking with joyful eyes.
Then Lovano jumped out of the house...
Then landed on the ground, snapped right in half.
"Wha!!?"
Impossible.
Lovano dying is impossible, but more than that, the way he died was wrong.
His dead body snapped, making a cracking sound like a cookie crumbling.
Of course, this was an unexpected development.
No matter how much strength you put smashing or tearing off a person, snapping them neatly in half is just not possible.
*clang, clang*, I heard the sound of rattling iron.
The robbers re-fastened their loosened armor and took out their swords from their scabbards.
Their leader had died suddenly in a shocking way, but if they fell into disorder here they won't survive.
For better or worse, mercenaries-cum-robbers who are used to carnage will do what they need to do.
Their leader, Lovano had died, and danger approached.
Also, they knew who the enemy was.
That was because there were only two people there.
Their swords and spears are all pointed at the door.
I, too, jumped back from the door, and glared at what's behind it.
I set up a stance with my greatsword overhead and put strength into my legs as usual, ready to jump in.
Then, the expected person quietly showed up with an unexpected appearance.
The beautiful woman, waving her magnificent blonde hair, appeared in front of the door stark naked.
Her large breasts did not sag in the slightest, her large, springy butt made me unintentionally want to hold it.
Everyone was taken aback for a moment, but they returned to battle-readiness.
Though her good looks could be said to be unparalleled and her body could be said to be within the golden mean, there were two strange points to her.
She was dyed red with blood from her mouth down to her big breasts.
And her fiery, shining red pupils.
Usually, it was my job to be the first to launch an attack.
But this time is different, my instincts and intuition rang alarm bells.
"This is hopeless", "Don't fight against her", they said.
Instead of launching an attack, I stepped back, opening a distance of about 10 meters from her.
But not all of us possessed good instincts.
One man wielding a spear thrusted forward.
"No! Don't!"
My shout didn't make it in time.
The woman caught the his spearhead and pulled it in towards her.
"Doaah!!?"
Her ability to catch a spearhead is menacing, but her strength to pull it towards herself is perfectly inhuman.
The man flew towards her, almost as if he was thrown there.
Then, the woman stretched her left hand towards his chest.
*bakin*
The man's lower half went towards the woman, still drawn to her, while his upper half was pushed by her hand and went in the opposite direction.
Then his back folded in the shape of the letter "く" and he fell down to the ground, vomiting blood.
""She's not human""
Everyone thought the same thing.
No matter how much they train or what talent they had, a human woman can't do anything like that.
Even I, with what they call inhuman super-strength, couldn't do that.
She's not an enemy we… no, an enemy humans can't defeat.
There's no other hope of survival besides running away. But could we run? Are her special abilities only her super strength?
Thoughts circled my mind, giving her time for her next attack.
But the woman made no move.
She wasn't leaving the shade of the awning in front of the door.
Taking that good chance, several people with bows and bowguns loosed arrows.
She lightly brushed away most of them, but one of the bowgun bolts stuck into her chest, maybe because of an opening.
The men shouted cheers, bowguns were stronger compared to bows, one being shot from point blank range would pierce through helmets and armor and reach the internal organs, it's not rare for them to cause instant death.
What's more, the bolt went through the woman's chest.
For humans, that was undoubtedly a fatal wound, even if they survived they wouldn't be able to stand.
There's no way anyone could pull the bolt out and throw them back.
The wound on the woman's chest healed in a flash and the bowman who got the bolt stuck on his head convulsed and collapsed.
Of course, the encirclement fell with everyone trying to flee, they all started to retreat.