Interested in the One-Eyed Female General So I Joined the White Wolf Knight Order, but It Turned into a Harem?! - Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Screams rang throughout the residence .

Gering who was asleep in his bedroom quickly jumped awake and opened the door . Carefully peeking in the passage from where the voice came from .

Nothing .

Then he heard a falling sound like something had fallen into a puddle . He instinctively looked down and saw a dead body on the handrail below, shocking him to the core .

There were also a lot of corpses on the hall in the first floor . Most seemed to be stabbed to death and knocked aside as the sword was pulled out . From another direction, there were some whose body was split in two . The carpet was dyed red .

[ … . . wha, what has happened… . ]

An aide, who ran to his side as he backed off with unfocused eyes, calmly answers .

[Apparently it’s an attack ]

[E, enemy ? Who on earth… ? ]

The bald-headed man nodded with a serious look on his face . At that time he sensed the presence of someone else and swiftly drew his sword .

[……… . tsk ]

The bald man broke out in cold sweat as he turned his sight to the stairs . Gering also timidly looked that way . A beautiful woman slowly went up the stairs . She had a sword in one hand as her brown hair fluttered in the air . Gering recognized her even with the unfamiliar white eyepatch worn over her right eye .

His face turned pale at a moment when his eyes met with the woman’s . He hurriedly hid himself behind the bald aide and said in a shaky voice .

[ Or, Ortashia… . . ]

[…… . . of all places… . . ]

Blood dripped down from Ortashia’s sword . It became apparent to them that she was the one who killed those subordinates . The bald head caught his breath .

Ortashia finished climbing the stairs, turned slightly, and stood still .

[… . . don’t fight, they say, telling me to “stay alive” at all cost, I’ve come this far you know… . ] (Ortashia)

After a glance at the corpses scattered on the first floor, she smirked .

[They were not even a challenge… How about you, will you satisfy this Ortacia? ]

[…… . madness]

[ Madness? Well, I can’t refute that . It may or maybe not . But, I merely want to smell the fragrance of blood and entrails… . ]

Her mouth formed a smirk, reminding one of a demon’s smile . Giving out a chilling sensation on the spine .

Gering pointed at Ortashia with a trembling hand .

[Ha, Hairingand! Kill this demon quickly! That’s what you are hired for!]

Though Hairingand was a former Fuhren Saint Knight, the man himself never actually saw a demon, let alone fighting it . However, Hairingand remained there as a knight does not stop walking on the knight’s path until they perish .

Holding his sword, he shouted to force his scared body to move .

[Haaaaaaaaaaaa————————-a!]

[Hahahaha! Come! Let this Ortashia see your best!] (Ortashia)

Ortashia spread her arms open as she laughed . Is it a trap but it’s a narrow passage, so it’s unlikely to be a trap, Hairingand judged as he took a stance and thrusted his sword .

At that time, he caught sight of a black-haired young man running up the stairs . His speed was one that is unthinkable for a human, passing Ortashia and stood in front of her . Instinctively, Hairingand stopped his stride .

[That distance…]

Hairingand was astonished . The staircases were not small . But the young man had passed it like it’s nothing . While he’s still perplexed, Ortashia, with an unpleasant look on her face, was knocking on the young man’s head with the butt of her sword .

[Ouch!] (Shingen)

[This fool! You are obstructing my fight!] (Ortashia)

The black haired young man rubbed his head .

[Sh, shut up ! Fighting is not permitted!] (Shingen)

[What is this?! You dare to talk back to this Ortashia?! Haa?] (Ortashia)

The young man glared back to Ortashia . Because Ortashia is slightly taller, she seemed to be looking down on the young man . But Shingen did not relent to Ortashia who everyone feared of . This spectacle… . .

Hairingand was stunned at the sight . However, he quickly realized that it was the best moment to attack . Besidely, there is no other method . First he’ll target that inhuman young man . Because he didn’t seem to be a swordsman like Ortashia does no matter how Hairingand looked .

While staring at the opponent to make sure they haven’t noticed yet, he raised his sword and brandished it to the young man’s face .

[Uooooooooo !]

Bending backward faster than imaginable, Shingen managed to avoid the attack . Strands of hair danced in the air .

[You bastard! My hair!] (Shingen)

[You still worry about hairstyle even now!?] (Ortashia)

[Shut it! External appearance is also important you know ! ] (Shingen)

(―――――――external appearance… . )

Though Hairingand did manage to make some room, his heart was still thumping abnormally fast in fear . That Ortashia was still staring at him from behind the young man . There is no way to win . However, at least, if he can distract them… .

With his back still facing Gering, he grizzly reported .

[Leave this to me . Please run ! ]

[Ye, yes . Understood . I’m counting on you ! Hairingand ! ]

Ortashia felt disappointed at Gering for being so quick to retreat . The nobles of her country turned out to be only this much .

She wanted to give chase, but in front of her there was still Shingen and the familiar bald man in the narrow corridor . She couldn’t just leave Shingen after all . When she gazed down to see if there was no choice but to give up, the portion of the handle of a dagger was seen on the back waist of Singen in Ortashia’s eye .

Hairingand was able to react to Ortashia’s movement too . However, his body couldn’t follow his thought properly and moreover, she was quicker . A dagger swished past Hairingand’s cheek, and soon after, a guttural scream could be heard .

[Gering-sama!]

[Where are you looking at . I’m here . ] (Shingen)

[Kuh . ]

Shingen was swinging an overhead slash above Hairingand with that unknown single-edged sword . He tried to take it on with his sword . The young man’s sword swung heavily, causing the stepped wooden floor to cave in a little .

[…… . You bastard… . Who on earth are you… . ? ]

Shigen laughed at that question .

[I’m just a lumberjack . ] (Shingen)

[ A lumberjack huh?]

Hairingand frowned as to why the young man had brought up a joke at a time like this .

[Ridiculous!]

He put more strength onto the muscle of his arms and pushed the young man back then angrily slashed diagonally from the right . Shingen flew back to avoid it, but quickly regained his battle stance . He followed by swinging the sword in a horizontal arc .

There was a slight noise .

Shingen slashed the sword with every inch of his capability, so only the afterimage could be seen from Hairingand’s point of view, but the blade had dug deeply on a certain part .

The cutting edge of the sword had stuck on the handrail . It’s because the handrail was made of wood . Due to the narrow surroundings, amateur or novice soldier would usually had trouble adapting to such environment . Especially for Shingen who lack of experience on combat .

However Hairingand had obtained a good chance to win from the previously desperate situation . He could at least get rid one of the adversaries . His lips instinctively curled into a smirk .