You're Telling Me This Is the Waitress from the Tavern?!

Although Anya was an airhead, she was a Felinid known as the "Tank's Doppelganger." Not only was she incredibly strong and skilled in hand-to-hand combat, her Abnormal Resistance was also off the charts.

Chloe and Runoa needed no introduction. One was a top-tier assassin known as the "Black Cat," while the other was a bounty hunter known as the "Black Fist."

One had successfully assassinated a Level 2 Adventurer before even receiving a blessing. The other had a perfect record of completing every job.

Along with Ryu, the "Hero of the Gale," Anya, Chloe, and Runoa might have only been Level 4, but their actual combat strength was no weaker than that of most Level 5 Adventurers in Orario.

They were Level 4 not because that was their limit, but simply because they had retired and hadn't continued to level up.

A bunch of nobodies who were Level 2 or below wanted to take elite Level 4s, whose strength rivaled Level 5 Adventurers, hostage? Was this supposed to be a joke?

The result was only to be expected. The disparity in combat strength was already overwhelming, and the Apollo Familia members were also careless. They were cut down like wheat.

Watching his followers fall like dominoes in the projection magic, Apollo clenched his fists tightly.

The Adventurers throughout Orario who were watching the battle swallowed nervously, too.

Many of them were watching the fight right there in the Hostess of Abundance. Seeing Sheele busily serving drinks to all the tables, they couldn't help but stare in disbelief.

Watching Sheele flit around like a butterfly, someone couldn't help whispering, "Do you think Miss Sheele, who seems so gentle and pretty, is actually some incredible big shot too?"

"Isn't that obvious? Just look at the people in this tavern. The owner might