Inn Overlord: Reincarnated with Enhancement Magic, Now Worshipped as a Divine Messenger! - Chapter 33

(Jeanne’s Point of View)

“Oh wow, look who it is—it’s that waitress from the inn, isn’t it!?”

So it’s Albert. He’s the leader. I’m glad I came west. I’ll get as much information as I can from him. I could keep him alive and expose all his crimes in public, but Seraph might be really shocked by that.

“Perfect timing! Hey, be my woman! If you do that, I’ll spare your life.”

That offer works well for me. I pretended to be a weak girl and replied,

“U-Um… what do you mean?”

Albert covered his face with one hand and laughed.

“Ku ku ku… that village has been sold!”

“Sold?”

“Yeah, the village chief sold it to the Empire!!”

The village chief…

“N-No way… if they do that, it’ll start a war with the Kingdom.”

“That’s right. But it’s not our problem. Besides, this Kingdom also—”

Albert was interrupted by the woman in the pointy hat.

“That’s enough, Albert. You’re talking too much. And this woman’s bad acting is making my skin crawl.”

“Whoa, come on, Setsuna. Don’t get jealous just ‘cause she’s prettier than you.”

“Who’s jealous!? And anyway, isn’t it weird? What kind of woman walks around alone at this hour?”

The magic caster named Setsuna pointed her staff at me.

“Yeah, you’re right. But hey, didn’t you say your magic’s been working great today? Isn’t that why you want to try it out?”

“Hmph. So you figured it out?”

The magic caster called Setsuna continued speaking to me.

“You’re pretty calm for someone surrounded by this many people.”

“That’s not true. I’m just a little excited about how much information I can get.”

I gave a sly smile, and Setsuna began chanting a spell.

“So you’ve shown your true self, huh, woman!? Wind Cutter!”

A green glowing blade of wind shot at me from the tip of her staff. Albert shouted while the wind messed up his hair.

“This is awesome!!”

But I caught the blade of wind with just my index and middle fingers.

I said,

“I’ll kill the ones without useful information first.”

(Point of View: Raul, the Longsword Adventurer North of the Village)

I have a grudge against this village. They humiliated me in front of a crowd.

—And that old man they call the Toryo…

He’s never even been slammed into the floor before. I heard he’s just a carpenter. In other words, an amateur. If I attack while he’s asleep, I can definitely kill him. I was just caught off guard last time. No one will blame me for attacking in his sleep. No—if I kill everyone, there won’t be anyone left to complain. Besides, I was drunk from good food and alcohol that time.

I’ll never mess up like that again.

Before I’m an adventurer, I’m an assassin. As long as the enemy dies, I win.

Now, it’s time for revenge.

We rode our horses and planned to invade the village from the north, destroying everything in our path.

The archer Rain, and the tall Monty with the halberd on his back, were both excited to get their payback.

But someone stood in our way.

Rain was the first to recognize who it was.

“Whoa! It’s that girl! My favorite one!!”

We stopped our horses.

The waitress from the inn run by the strong David was standing in our path with a club in her hand.

I was suspicious, but Rain looked really happy.

“That’s her! Right, Raul?”

Rain looked at me and asked.

“Can I have her? Is that okay?”

I looked him in the eye and answered,

“I don’t care, but doesn’t something feel off?”

“What do you mean—”

Before Rain could finish, the big guy Monty made a strange choking sound.

“What’s wrong!?”

“What is it!?”

Rain, the others, and I turned toward Monty. He had fallen off his horse and was lying on the ground. The waitress stood next to him, holding his giant halberd, and started doing practice swings.

Each swing stirred up a small whirlwind. Our horses reared and neighed with each gust.

I had a bad feeling. Rain and I exchanged glances—we both felt it. The waitress seemed to have gotten used to the halberd, then stopped swinging and faced us.

In that moment, Rain quickly pulled an arrow from his quiver while still on his horse, drew his bow, and fired at the waitress.

The arrow missed. No—it looked like it passed right through her.

—Even at night, I’ve never seen Rain miss from this distance!?

I looked at Rain. He had a stunned expression on his face. But in the next instant, the waitress suddenly appeared in front of him, and it looked like she swung the halberd horizontally at his neck.

Rain’s shocked expression didn’t change—his head was cut clean off from his body.

The waitress landed and said,

“I can feel killing intent from all of you♪ I wasn’t planning to kill anyone at first, but hmm~ what should I do? Seraph did say it’s fine to kill enemies if they attack…”

I felt a chill. She killed two skilled fighters, yet her attitude was the same as when she served us at the inn.

The waitress mumbled to herself, and while she was doing that, the thirty or so assassins I brought with me all charged at her.

I also drew my longsword from my back, planning to use our numbers to win.

Some attacked while still on horseback, others got off their horses, and some leapt at her from running horses.

Then she slammed the halberd into the ground. The earth split open, but only in front and behind her. The assassins in those areas were swallowed by the crack. The rest of us attacked from different directions, surprised but determined.

I jumped off my horse, raised my longsword, and swung it down at her head.

“Got you!!”

But my body didn’t move. The same thing happened to the others. Then I felt pain in my chest. I looked away from her and down.

A sharp spike of earth was sticking out of the ground, piercing through my chest. The same thing had happened to the others.

—Earth element… magic…?

Did she pour magic into the ground with that halberd strike earlier? My thoughts began to fade, and I heard the waitress’s cheerful voice.

“The horses are safe, huh? I wonder if Jeanne and the others are done over there too?”