A Vulpo Girl's Life as a Rhodes Island Operator

One of the soldiers looked righteous enough, but the thuggishness in his bones was impossible to hide.

Even from their perspective, what kind of soldiers carrying out a mission were these? They were nothing but a pack of hooligans!

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, he swaggered over and eyed the pretty face of the Vulpo girl.

Then he whistled. "This girl's pretty fucking cute. Tch, no wonder she's a Vulpo. Damn, she's hot!"

In the soldiers' eyes, the Vulpo girl before them visibly shuddered, yet forced herself to remain calm.

"Y-you gentlemen, which unit are you from? I'll definitely report this to my superiors when I get back. Rhodes Island will certainly give you a reward!"

"Oh? There's a reward too." The soldier strolled over to the truck and patted its cargo compartment. "What's in this truck?"

"...It's the... compensation... those Reunion Movement people mentioned..."

"Looks like that's our target." The captain stepped forward as well, carefully inspecting the truck. "Infected trash really is trash. They actually hid this much Originium ore!"

He made no attempt to conceal his intentions and simply said it right in front of Fengling.

"T-target? But... I need to take that back..."

"Oh, little girl, you don't need to say anything else." The captain gave Fengling a cold glance. "The Reunion Movement really is a cruel bunch. Not only did they seize a truck from a famous medical company, they didn't even spare the people on board. After a hard battle, the brave regiment under the Third Army at least found the stripped wreckage of the truck, along with the corpse of the kidnapped employee. Do you think that's a good story?"

"Huh... huh?"

Fengling's large, delicate pupils shrank slightly in shock.

"Hey, boss! This fox girl is so pretty. How about we... huh?" The thuggish soldier from before wore a lecherous grin as he approached Fengling step by step.

"You have twenty minutes. Clean up properly afterward."

Those words were undoubtedly a death sentence for the Vulpo girl.

And they also declared that before she died, she would face something even more terrifying than death.

The Vulpo girl clearly understood what he meant, and her face immediately drained of color.

She even pressed herself a little closer to the truck compartment, with nowhere left to retreat.

Her arm instinctively covered her chest.

There was nothing fake about it.

"Okay~" The thuggish soldier licked his lips and reached toward the Vulpo girl.

The Vulpo girl's face was ashen, her expression growing more and more despairing.

Trembling...

Trembling...

Just before his hand could touch the girl's chest.

Crack...

Something seemed to break.

Target confirmed...

They... were enemies.

Enemies who could be torn apart.

The despairing girl suddenly revealed a malicious smile.

A chill ran down the thuggish soldier's spine.

Then a piercing pain tore through his chest.

"...Huh?"

He looked down.

One of the Vulpo girl's three soft tails had become like a sharp blade, piercing straight through his chest.

He looked up.

The Vulpo girl's expression... was terrifying. A wild smile curled at her lips, while her eyes were icy cold, carrying a trace of satisfaction after revenge.

"Cough... urgh..."

The thuggish soldier, whose hands had been stained with the blood of countless innocents.

The last thing he saw was the blood uncontrollably spewing from his mouth, running down his chin and onto the Vulpo girl's tail.

"E-enemy attack!!"

Only then did the surrounding soldiers realize what had happened and shout out.

The sudden shift in atmosphere caught them, long used to throwing their weight around, completely off guard.

"Gentlemen, it seems my reward will be delivered a little early."

"Only, the contents of the reward will have to change."

Her voice was bone-meltingly seductive, entirely different from the timid girl she had been moments ago.

Yet that naturally intoxicating voice carried a maliciousness that chilled the blood.

With a thud, the lifeless soldier hanging from Fengling's tail was violently flung to the ground.

At the same time.

A cylindrical object dropped from behind the girl.

Its familiar shape made the captain, who had been checking the vehicle from the farthest distance, roar.

"Flashbang! Close your eyes!"

The object hit the ground.

Bang!

Along with the dull blast, several screams rose one after another amid the chaos.

Then came several sounds of bodies collapsing after losing their support.

Immediately afterward, a figure swiftly withdrew from the center of the encirclement.

These people were trained soldiers after all, far more capable than ordinary people at calming chaos.

Once they recovered, they quickly spread out and confronted the girl before them.

Those with sword and shield moved to the front, those carrying bows and crossbows stayed behind, and one person holding a staff appeared to be a Caster.

"Five dead... in that short amount of time?!"

The squad captain instinctively felt that they had provoked something they should never have provoked.

Across from them.

The Vulpo girl held a completely silver-white "War Club," one end of which faintly distorted the space around it.

Only by narrowing one's eyes and looking closely could one barely make out...

That it... seemed to be the shape of a long-bladed scythe.

Of the several men who had died, aside from the first one who had been pierced through by the girl's tail, the rest had horrifying slashing wounds on their chests or necks, their flesh torn open.

Every one of them had died in a single blow, struck by the "Invisible Scythe" in her hand.

"An invisible weapon?!"

The squad captain was horrified. He had never even heard of such a weapon.

"So... are you satisfied with my reward?"

Standing at a distance from them, her legs lightly crossed while maintaining a balanced stance full of seductive charm, she held her weapon in one hand while disdainfully wiping away the blood spattered on her with the other, as though she had done nothing remarkable.

Her blood-red tail dragged across the ground.

Painting with blood.

The Vulpo girl tilted her head, her crimson eyes locked onto these scum from Ursus.

She giggled like a clear little bell.

She was nothing like Fengling in her normal state.

Rhodes Island.

The door to an office within the Medical Department had been locked.

This was Kal'tsit's desk, and there was no one there at the moment.

A stack of documents lay atop the desk.

They concerned a murder case in Lungmen from several years ago.

The victim had been the leader of a small organization that was quite prominent in Lungmen at the time.

The remains bore an extremely horrifying number of slashing wounds, confirmed to have been caused by some kind of Originium Arts.

The killer had also been the victim's victim—a young Vulpo girl living in the Lungmen Slums.

When her personal safety had been gravely threatened, she had risen up in resistance during the final attempted assault, leading to the outcome.

At the bottom of the documents was a special notice written in red.

[Confirmed: this incident left extremely severe psychological trauma in the girl named "Fengling." Under specific stress conditions, this subject will possess an extremely high level of danger.]

Repaying Resentment with Justice

"Fire! Kill the bitch!"

The captain of this squad ordered the members behind him who possessed ranged attack capabilities to attack Fengling.

The distortion around the weapon in the distant girl's hand immediately vanished.

A violent pillar of storm erupted from the ground.

Every incoming dangerous projectile was intercepted by the storm.

Fengling swung the "War Club" in her hand halfway around.

What had been the rear end became the front.

Click, click.

A mechanism at the front of the "War Club" activated, splitting into six curved blades roughly thirty centimeters long.

That shape easily brought one thing to mind—a staff.

"What the hell is she? A Caster? But those moves just now... damn it, what kind of monster is this?! Forget it, spread out and attack her all at once!"

When facing a Caster at a certain distance, the greatest taboo was standing in a cluster and getting wiped out by one large-scale Originium Art.

Under normal circumstances, the squad captain's choice was correct.

But he had no confidence in it.

What had just happened had already proven that this Vulpo girl was likely a dangerous opponent proficient in both close combat and ranged attacks.

"No matter what, get close to her! With our numbers... there has to be a way!"

"My, my my! You're all far too enthusiastic! Heh... hahaha!"

Watching them charge, Fengling's wild smile had already begun to slip out of control as she plunged her weapon into the ground.

Something terrifying happened to the squad.

Unknown storms began forming beneath their feet at an extremely rapid frequency, flinging their companions into the air before dissipating, only to form somewhere else moments later.

The cycle continued.

Countless fine wind blades swirled within those storms. When they struck the lightly armored soldiers, the pain was like being flayed alive, followed by blood spraying from wounds all over their bodies.

"Quick! Retreat!"

Only now truly realizing the situation, the captain rapidly gave the order to retreat.

This terrifying monster was probably no kidnapped girl at all.