Double Kill

"Get out of here, quick! Head to the Main Building! Prince Yargard is over there!"

Shouting loudly, True Clever raised the submachine gun in her hands and pulled the trigger at the guards ahead. Amid the rattatat of gunfire, one guard's head after another exploded, while the adventurers who had nearly reached their limits hurriedly withdrew.

"I remember you're... that little girl with the tail... What exactly is going on?"

"The Demon Race tampered with the ritual. The Magical Elf has become an accomplice of the Demon Race. These people were eroded by mutated Magical Elves and turned into this."

True Clever answered the adventurers' questions lightly. After all, she had answered similar questions countless times along the way.

"I see. I was wondering how things suddenly became like this... Damn it, we'll leave this little girl to handle things here. Let's get out...!"

As he spoke, the adventurer waved to his companions—and then his body was pierced by a blade falling from the sky, pinning him dead to the ground.

"Waaaaah!"

In the blink of an eye, several greatswords fell, mercilessly piercing the bodies of the nearby adventurers who had failed to escape in time. True Clever hurriedly retreated and warily looked up at the sky. At the same time, a leisurely, cheerful voice drifted down from above.

"I thought something had happened. I never expected to see something this interesting."

Accompanied by the lighthearted voice, a girl with water-blue hair and eyes, dressed in a long skirt, descended from the sky and hovered before True Clever. She looked curiously at the armor on True Clever's body and the weapon in her hand.

"This is the first time I've seen a weapon that can easily defeat Demonized People without using magic. Is this a human creation too? What is