In Terra, a Hunter and a Bad Woman

"...That's impossible."

The Pontiff's Knights were Laterano's most powerful force, among the finest troops whether fighting alone or as a group.

How could they have suffered such a miserable defeat?!

"...Don't panic."

At that moment, Vlad spoke up.

Though he was usually unreliable, he still furrowed his brow and seriously pondered for a moment.

The Pontiff's Knights were powerful, but they were not invincible. The world was vast; unexpected things were bound to happen.

But after only a few moments of thought, Vlad rose to his feet.

"First, let's see who the enemy is!"

"...Yes!"

Surrounded and protected by the other Pontiff's Knights, Vlad quickly saw who had come.

It was a tall woman.

She wore an obviously priceless white dress, with no ornamentation apart from a simple hemp rope tied around her waist.

A piece of pale gauze was fastened over her head with cords, adorned with several brightly colored feathers.

Her snowy white hair was almost dizzying to look at.

In stark contrast to her pure appearance, more than a dozen Pontiff's Knights lay behind her on the ground, their fates unknown.

"Who are you?"

After examining her carefully once more, Vlad only became more confused.

He did not seem to remember anyone like her.

"..."

Unfortunately, she had no intention of answering his question. Instead, she drew closer step by step, without even unsheathing the long blade at her waist.

Vlad frowned.

Though he did not know where she had come from, her actions had already made her attitude clear.

So, after a brief moment of consideration, he waved his hand.

As if answering a challenge, a Pontiff's Knight over two meters tall stepped forward.

His body, clad in full heavy armor, looked especially massive and intimidating.

But even more frightening was the enormous greatsword in