Episode 18

Blankche looked at Guillermo's jawline as he held her in his arms and looked outside.

His face, similar to hers in height, was quite cute.

Still, Guillermo's judgment pleased her.

After quickly checking if she was safe,

Guillermo immediately focused on the outside.

He was not a fool who would tease a woman's face.

Of course, the commotion outside was not small enough to be ignored.

The crowd gathered in front of the mansion was not just fourteen people.

"Iliya! Pay for the damages, you bastard!"

"Our family's roof has a hole because of your relatives!"

"Starting today, our family will wage war against the Giato Family!"

Guillermo clicked his tongue. "Tsk. They're all just trying to take advantage."

The fact that the weakened Giato Family from the west had been involved in a two-year bloodshed was known to everyone in Digitalis.

In other words, even if the news of them breaking the peace agreement had not spread, everyone was in a state of readiness to seize the opportunity.

In an instant, Giulio rushed over and looked outside through the shattered window.

The child sighed heavily. "Nuna. . . If you were going to do this, at least use a different family's name."

Blancshe admitted her mistake calmly.

Upon hearing those words, Tommy and Giermo asked at the same time, "Wait. Are you saying Blancshe caused the roof to collapse? Is that possible?"

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Giermo reluctantly nodded his head.

"I know. But you, it would be better for you to run away now. Everyone doesn't think of you as a gentleman like me."

"That's something we should say."

Blancshe laughed bitterly and walked out of the family house alone.

A young beauty with red short hair and green eyes. *

Moreover, she was wearing a tight silver dress and had a new Jan bracelet on her right arm.

As expected, more than 500 criminals were in awe of her beauty. Amidst the gaze of those with a fierce and wicked impression, Blancshe opened her tempting lips.

"The Giato Family has acknowledged responsibility for what happened last night and has sent me as the responsible party!"

Immediately, there were jeers and nasty remarks exchanged.

Most of them were cursing Iliya and Silvano's cowardice or discussing how they would deal with Blancshe.

However, she didn't flinch at the chaotic words and simply stared straight at the crowd.

It was not entirely impossible to find a way to resolve this situation.

In the lawless city of Digitallis, where all sorts of crimes and betrayals occur, there was a way to have absolute immunity.

In the next moment, Blancshe shouted with all her might, giving strength to the ship.

"I am Blancshe of the Giato Family! The one who challenges the throne of Digitallis!"

As a city of survival of the fittest, only the strongest can claim the throne of Digitallis.

Only the winner who survives the one-on-one duel can claim this throne.

Because of this, the king of Digitallis could not refuse any challengers.

Even if the challenger was a delicate girl who seemed like she could be blown away by the wind, like Blancshe, Giermo, who carried Blancshe in front of the king, headed towards the family house of "Your Majesty."

Surrounded by the crowd as they escorted the challenge letter to the Giato Family. It was only natural.

This time, the king of Digitallis had held the throne for a whopping three years and was famous for being merciless to the losers.

Everyone intended to enjoy watching the beautiful Blancshe fall apart.

Giermo whispered in Blancshe's ear, while licking his lips.

"Hey, pretty one. Are you planning to escape even now? No matter how strong you are, you cannot defeat 'Your Majesty. '"

It was pointless to worry.

The voice has returned.

"Don't talk when you're running. Bite your tongue."

Gyermo was wondering what this woman was all about.

Even the trick of raising her cheek for a moment, he closed his mouth while biting his tongue.

The king of Digitallis was the boss of the southern Miele family.

If the eastern Digitallis was ruled by the Scuza family, the south was the territory of the Miele family.

To make matters worse, the Miele family's mansion, built with an unknown black stone, was eerie.

Moreover, it seemed that the Miele family had already heard the news that the enemy was coming.

Otherwise, the king of Digitallis, Amerigo, and all the Miele family members would not be in the front yard of the mansion.

Amerigo, who looked over six feet tall, couldn't help but laugh at the appearance of a young challenger.

Before long, he, who was close to fifty, was an experienced fighter even without his innate strength.

So, despite his thick belly, he was able to defend the throne several times.

Showing his tongue, which was white with saliva, he loudly bit into the bright red apple he held in his left hand.

"What's this, miss! Are you the challenger of Amerigo? It seems like you misunderstood the request to meet in bed."

Alone, Blancshe, who stood in front, did not even blink at Amerigo's overwhelming appearance.

"No, it's not."

At that moment, the crowd surrounding the two of them created enough space for them to swing freely.

It's like a round ring. Among the people gathered like a swarm of ants, there were not only Giermo but also Felice, Severo, Tommy, and young Giulio.

Tuh. Amerigo spat out the apple he was chewing in front of her and threw the apple he had been eating behind his back.

Blowing out his nose, he was completely absorbed in his thoughts.

"So, I heard that Illya, that foreign guy, used the lady as bait and ran away?"

"Not exactly."

Even with her calm response, Amerigo remained firm.

"It seems you've been captivated by Illya's charming face and ended up here. Anyway, women don't have eyes for men. Listen well, miss! A woman needs to meet a man who loves her more than the man she loves in order to be happy!"

"Are you a woman too?"

Amerigo widened his eyes at the unexpected question.

"What?"

"I thought you were pretending to know about women."

To Amerigo, who was big in stature, it seemed strange to be called a woman.

Suddenly, a suppressed laughter erupted from the crowd.

"Hmph."

In order to focus on their conversation, everyone remained silent, allowing Amerigo to clearly hear the snicker.

Thinking he was being insulted, Amerigo's face turned red.

"Who's the one laughing at me now!" | "Oh, no, I, I didn't mean. . ."

*cough*

He was buried in the nearby crowd.

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He wrapped his hands around the man's head and pulled it out as if plucking it.

Ameligo was furious, to the point of being terrifyingly angry. "How dare you mock me?" "Your Majesty! I, I didn't mean that."

"No excuses in hell."

A blue light began to bloom from Ameligo's hand like a flame.

It was a strength enhancement magic.

After a while, the man's body collapsed.

The crowd exclaimed in awe at the sight of him throwing the corpse to the ground.

Blanche blinked and belatedly checked his status window.

[Ameligo LV 30

Age 48/Male

Health 300/300

Mana 300

Reputation 789

Morality 0

Stress 0]

Health 300 and Mana 300.

Thanks to the White Sage's bracelet, his Mana is superior, but his Health is only 52.

"Indeed. It's worth raising your voice."

Ameligo responded with a smile of satisfaction, reading something from Blanche's expressionless face.

"Miss, do you really have to be so resentful? You don't have to act so conspicuously from now on because I will continue to admire you."

He not only said it but also pretended to grab Blanche's waist in the air and blatantly thrust his pelvis.

Mirelle's side burst into a wicked laughter. | No, most of the crowd laughed.

H

Everyone except the Giato family and the Campado family, that is.

Moreover, the insults that refer to Blanche all mean "prostitute."

Ameligo warned again, placing his hands on his waist.

"Now, miss. This is your last chance to surrender. As you can see, I am very strong!"

"That's right. You are stronger than me right now."

Blanche nodded, turning on her status window.

Soon, her hand swiftly waved through the air.

It was her way of manipulating the status window, but to others, it seemed like a meaningless gesture out of fear.

Blanche, who had stopped gesturing, asked.

Her voice was more serious than ever.

"By the way, where did the apple come from?"

"Huh? Do you want to eat an apple, my lady? If you eat the sausage well, I might give it to you."

Blancshe swallowed a sigh along with rising irritation.

"If you came to fight, just fight. You've been making me repeat myself twice since earlier. Enough."

"Huh?"

Stepping forward fearlessly, Blancshe thrust her fist into Amerigo's stomach.

Amerigo, even though he would get hit anyway, blocked her light punch with his palm.

He planned to twist her hand like this and enjoy the sweet scream of the beauty.

That was Amerigo's fatal mistake. When Blancshe's fist met his palm.

A hole the size of Blancshe's fist appeared on Amerigo's palm, neither more nor less.

He was so surprised that he forgot about the pain and stared at the hole on the back of his hand as if possessed by something like a raw meat dumpling.

Surprisingly, it was his broken bone and crushed flesh.

With belated astonishment, Amerigo looked at Blancshe.

"You, this. . . what the hell. . ."

This was his last memory.

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Because this time, Blancshe's fist hit his stomach.

In one go, her powerful punch effortlessly neutralized his thick flesh.

In the blink of an eye, blood gushed out from behind Amerigo like a fountain.

쿠웅. - Kuwoong.

아메리고의 거구가 둔탁하게 등 뒤로 쓰러졌다. - Amerigo's body fell heavily backwards.

| 블랑쉐의 오른팔이 백사의 팔찌와 함께 피로 시뻘겋게 덧칠됐다. - Blancche's right arm was covered in blood along with Bacsa's bracelet.

그것도 어깨와 날갯죽지까지 말이 - Even her shoulder and collarbone were stained.

투둑, 툭. - Thud, thump.

오후의 햇살이 그녀의 팔에서 떨 어져 내리는 핏방울을 더욱 밝게 비 췄다. - The afternoon sunlight made the blood droplets falling from her arm shine even brighter.

블랑쉐는 여전히 무뚝뚝한 얼굴로 싸늘히 가라앉은 군중의 침묵 속에 - Blancche still stood silently with a cold expression amidst the crowd's silence.

서 묵묵히 서 있었다. - She stood silently.

문득, 그녀가 미엘레 패밀리 쪽을 응시했다. - Suddenly, she glanced towards the Miele family.

한순간에 보스를 잃은 그들은, 충 격에 휩싸여 차마 공포에 질리지도 못한 채였다. - In an instant, they lost their boss and were overwhelmed by shock, unable to even feel fear.

블랑쉐가 물었다. - Blancche asked.

1 - 1.

| "미엘레 패밀리의 콘실리에리. 너 희 죽은 보스는 이 한겨울에 사과를 어디서 구했지?" | 정적 끝에 한 남자가 목이 졸린 - "Consigliere of the Miele family. Where did your dead boss get apples this winter?" A man with a hoarse voice broke the silence.

양 듣기 싫게 끽끽거렸다. - He chuckled unpleasantly.

"저희에는 오, 온실이 있어요. " "그래? 그럼 지금 너희 온실에 있는 먹을 만한 채소랑 과일을 전부 지아토 패밀리 하우스로 옮겨 놔. " - "We have a gr-greenhouse." "Oh? Then move all the edible vegetables and fruits from your greenhouse to the Giato family house."

"예에. 예. 그러고 말고요. . . . . . !" - "Y-yes. Yes. But please. . ."

열렬히 고개를 끄덕이는 그는 여 전히 얼이 빠진 채였다. - Nodding fervently, he still seemed out of breath.

블랑쉐는 피로 젖은 손을 털어내 - Blancche wiped her blood-soaked hand.

며 재차 자신의 상태 창을 확인했다. - And once again, she checked her own status window.

[블랑쉐 마르크리트 LV 199 - [Blancche Marcrit LV 199

Age 17/Female

Stamina 446/446 Mana 405 (Effect of Baeksa's Bracelet applied)

Fame 10

Morality error

Stress 0 (Effect of Baeksa's Bracelet applied)

- Remaining stat points: 0]

That's right. Just before the fight started, she poured all the remaining 198 stat points into stamina.

Blanche turned off the status window and called Concelli Eri of the Miele Family again.

Yes.

"Concelli Eri." "Yes, Your Highness!" "Is there hot water here?" "Yes! There is!" "Good. Then I need to wash up a bit. And before that. . ."

Without saying anything, she slowly looked around as if searching for someone.

As if looking for the men who just called her a prostitute.

Blanche was a quick learner.

The villainess received the worship of the family and

Note: Unrevised