"Nothing much. I'm just checking whether you qualify to join Master's harem."
H-harem?
Tot stiffened.
W-was I supposed to offer myself to the person they called Master?
Just what kind of person was he?
But...
It seemed I had no other choice.
On another battlefield.
"Well? You've surrounded me. Aren't you going to attack?"
On a street awash with blood, Artoria held the Invisible Sword, her expression betraying neither sorrow nor joy.
Her armor was already drenched in blood.
All around her lay the corpses of Demons, on the verge of dissipating.
Yet she herself...
Was completely unscathed.
Even her aura showed no sign of weakening.
At that moment...
She seemed like a sovereign of the battlefield, inspiring fear in all who looked upon her.
Artoria surveyed her surroundings and said mildly, "If you won't attack, I'll come to you."
"This monster..."
Faced with Artoria's provocation, none of the Demons grew angry. Instead, they retreated several steps.
Every pair of eyes was filled with apprehension.
"This woman is an enemy only a Great Demon could handle. We're no match for her."
One Demon spoke in terror.
Never had he imagined that one day he would fear a human so much.
To put it bluntly...
If they hadn't had strength in numbers, he wouldn't even have had the courage to raise his weapon.
The woman before them...
Was practically born for the battlefield.
They had originally intended to rely on their numerical advantage to wear her down and kill her.
But every attack she made struck at a weak point in their formation.
Combined with her strength...
She tore through them like rotten wood.
By this point in the battle...
They no longer knew how many of their own had died at her hands.
**"Damn it! We have no reason to