The Villainess That Was Once A VRMMO player

Chapter23，Part3

T/L: Sterling

E/D: Spirit Song

I had no choice but to clean this up.

“Bert-san, avoid properly.”

“Haah?”

“I’m striking.”

I hold the zanbatou with both hands and swing it to the side as I twist my body while keeping my stance low.

“–[Blade Cyclone]–“

My slashes hit the Minotaurs while spinning around intensely as if dancing.

This was a special two-handed sword [Combat Skills], the Blade Cyclone, learned at [Sword Dance] skill 50.

This move was an AoE attack with low damage, but a level 30 Minotaur that was damaged by [Acid Cloud] would quickly be finished by this skill.

[gugooh…]

*grumble *grumble

The last Mino-tan crumbled down to the ground.

The damage calculation for the attack would include Zanmato Ridil with a base attack of 60, including level 95 status corrections, skill bonuses, and body enhancements. The total damage output would be around 256.

Minotaur’s defense is rank D at 120, so with a physical resistance of 40% and a physical reduction of 30, it would receive a double strike of 226 from blade cyclone and would be further reduced by its resistance.

A Minotaur had around 350 HP, but [Acid Cloud] would have shaved it off a good amount.

“…Missy.”

I heard Bert’s muffled voice.

Did I startle him a little? I turned around, and there was Bert-san with a big smile on his face, his eyes shining, pointing the tip of his two-handed sword at me.

“The world is a big place to have a strong person like Missy around. Come on, want to have a bout with me!”

“…”

Is he a ‘battle junkie’ by any chance? If he was behind a monitor, he would be less of a pain, but this is my reality right now. Why not fight the Knight Commander closest to you and win first?

“It’s too much trouble, so I’ll pass.”

“Please, Missy, I just want to know my power!”

With that, Bert slashed in.

It was really becoming a hassle… Maybe he wanted to do a light sword match first, but there was more than double the difference between us in status to begin with.

“Haah”

I pummeled him down to the ground in the blink of an eye. I pinned him with my fully activated body strengthening, making him immobile.

“You need to train more. Try again when you become a little stronger.”

“…ah”

After waiting for things to calm down, we collected materials from the group of Mino-tans, and I received a large gold coin from him, finishing our work before morning arrived.

And there was one more harvest.

Bert didn’t seem to notice it, but there was a faint light at the end of the cave behind the ruins where the group of Mino-tan had gathered.

That was probably the light from outside.

***

PoV Bert:

“”Master, welcome back.””

“Oh!”

The servants who greeted Bert upon his return from his morning duties tilted their heads dubiously at their master, who was in an unusually good mood.

However, since Bert was constantly searching for a strong partner, the servants were convinced on their own that he had met a strong demon on his mission.

“Father!”

“Oh, you’re up already. What’s up?”

Bert responded in a good mood to his son’s voice, but his mid-teenage son looked so grim that Bert couldn’t help but ask what was wrong.

“Father, please teach me how to use a two-handed sword! I have someone I have to beat!”

“Oh, really?”

He didn’t know what had happened, but Bert was happy to oblige.

“Father, you seem to be in a good mood…”

“I just met a great fellow. It’s a big world out there.”

“I see. If Father says so, then they must be excellent.”

“Yeah. I need to get back in shape.”

Abel, the son, was happy to see his father’s high-spirited appearance, which he had not seen in a long time, but worriedly glanced anxiously at his father, who usually did his knightly duties on a whim.

“Please don’t strain yourself too much. Father is the strongest and an irreplaceable [Master Swordsman] in this country.”

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