Alvin was truly at a loss.
He used to be a poacher.
Of course, since being recruited by the Demon Suppression City authorities and starting to run errands for the government, although the nature of his work hadn’t changed much, Alvin had gone from being a rat that had to operate in the shadows to being a “demon hunter” who could openly hunt down monsters.
At the beginning, Alvin often found it unbelievable.
But as he came into contact with more and more of the city’s underworld, especially after meeting those former “poachers” who, like him, had been recruited into special forces or demon hunters, he gradually understood.
In this city, in this country, anything non-human was considered wrong. As long as you targeted beings outside of the human race, no matter how extreme your actions, it was politically correct. Even if you were resented by the monsters, or even condemned by morality, as long as you were still in the Human United Kingdom, you would be protected.
In order to more effectively target those monsters whose average strength was generally superior to humans, the authorities of Demon Suppression City chose to utilize poachers who were skilled in navigating the Ten Thousand Demons Mountains and had rich experience in combating monsters.
Alvin’s task as a demon hunter was to specifically deal with and handle various non-human intruders within the territory of the Human United Kingdom, especially in Demon Suppression City.
When he had nothing to do, he would also return to his old profession and team up with other demon hunters with similar backgrounds to venture into the Ten Thousand Demons Mountains to make some “extra money”.
This wasn’t a big deal, as long as it wasn’t openly revealed, the higher-ups would just turn a blind eye.
Monsters were easy to distinguish. Even if they resembled humans, demon hunters had special methods to expose them, a difference ingrained into their very bones. Few monsters could perfectly conceal themselves, whether they were human or not, Alvin could generally tell at a glance.
So he didn’t understand why these clearly human girls suddenly opposed him, even disregarding the search warrant completely.
But when things deviate from the norm, there must be something unusual. Perhaps they were super influential figures with a powerful background, or perhaps, as he had casually accused earlier, these women were terrifying monsters that even Alvin, as a demon hunter, couldn’t see through.
Regardless of which one it was, it wasn’t something a small fry like Alvin could handle. People like them, to put it nicely, were official hounds, but to be blunt, they were merely convenient tools.
When it’s time to discard a tool, there would be no hesitation from above.
So after realizing this, Alvin, who had initially been somewhat captivated by the cute face and wonderful figure of the black-haired girl, and had some crooked ideas, decided immediately to flee before making any moves.
Little did he know, these women who appeared to have skinny arms and legs could actually fight one after another. The poachers he brought in were subdued by the recruited soldiers in less than a minute, and many of them even lost their lives on the spot.
“...Is that it?”
After hearing Alvin’s forced confession under the coercion of force, one of the black-haired girls who was sitting on the table, swinging her fair legs in the air, yawning boredly, then stood up.
“I thought we were encountering some conspiracy or something. How boring. Demon Suppression City has become so rotten that even poachers are being recruited...”
No wonder Uncle Lester said adventurers’ extermination actions were always thwarted everywhere. This army chasing poachers might as well be fighting themselves. They’re doing more harm than good.
As for why she could tell that these soldiers used to be poachers, it was simple. Apart from their excessively rude and uncouth behavior, there was another clue: they had a strong scent about them.
Just like how smokers have an odor that doesn’t wash away, or how blacksmiths have a distinct metallic smell, these soldiers were the same.
Cats have their own scent, dogs have their own smell. This kind of difference might not be discernible to ordinary people, but for Violet, who had extremely keen senses, or a certain more sensitive dragon lady, it was too obvious. With so many mixed monster scents, it could only be a profession that regularly deals with similar beings.
Demon Suppression City hadn’t fully engaged in war with the Ten Thousand Demons Mountains yet, so soldiers wouldn’t naturally have frequent contact with various monsters. Therefore, Violet could only think of poachers who met the criteria.
It was just a deduction before, a little bluff. She didn’t expect it to be true.
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“All right, let’s go. Let’s find another place to talk.”
In this large-scale search, the city must be full of soldiers by now. The civilians who were scared earlier have probably been running out for a while. I guess many military units are rushing over here.
After all, they’re soldiers of the Human United Kingdom, basically Lilya’s subordinates. It wouldn’t be very wise to just beat them all up, especially since tangling with these ordinary people would just be a waste of time.
As for revealing the identity proof that Miss Queen gave her, representing her personal presence, Violet hasn’t planned to do that yet. She doesn’t want to tie her identity to the kingdom’s higher-ups, and the timing isn’t right either. Many things are invisible from a high position.
Of course, the main reason is actually that Miss Priestess feels it would be more interesting this way~
Glancing at one of the demon hunters kneeling on the ground with a meek expression, Violet took out her priest’s staff and lightly tapped the back of his head, sending him into a peaceful sleep. After that, she didn’t bother with him anymore and went straight out the door.
The other girls naturally hurried to follow. Outside, there were still quite a few soldiers from Demon Suppression City who had been knocked out by the girls, lying all over the stairs and corridors. Violet didn’t show them any mercy. Their previous rough actions had already proven what kind of people they were.
Poachers weren’t exactly good people, and besides, they had struck first, right? Miss Priestess only fought back out of necessity.
Little Dragon Lady certainly wouldn’t be merciful to enemies, and only the targets of Rene or Edwina might barely get to keep their lives. Theresa, on the other hand, was so scared that she was just standing by the whole time.
Arriving in the lobby on the ground floor, Violet glanced at the innkeeper who was hiding behind the counter, looking confused and peeking out every now and then. After tossing a large bag of coins onto the table, Violet walked out expressionlessly.
Oh my, I’ve been wanting to try this feeling for so long.
One step, one kill! No trace left behind for miles! So cool!
Of course, the others couldn’t possibly discern so many strange thoughts from Miss Violet’s completely calm face.
“Miss Violet, is it really okay to let that demon hunter go like this? He’s seen our faces. When he goes back, Demon Suppression City will definitely launch a massive hunt for us, won’t they?”
Looking somewhat surprised at the question from the holy knight, Violet couldn’t help but smile.
“Edwina, I remember when we first met, you were quite repulsed by the idea of killing, arguing fervently for something like ‘sinners should all face divine judgment!’ How come you’ve changed your tune now?”
“Haha... well... even the law can have its flaws, right? Those poachers clearly committed wrongdoing but were instead sheltered by the law, which is obviously incorrect. After Miss Violet’s education, I’ve come to fully understand my own foolishness!”
“Is that so...”
Miss Priestess didn’t comment. Although Edwina said that, she still didn’t resort to killing those poacher soldiers when faced with them, choosing instead to spare their lives. However, she did suggest killing Alvin during Violet’s handling of the situation.
One could say it was somewhat strange.
But then again, this person’s thought process had always been like this. You’d lose if you took it too seriously.
“Killing him wouldn’t serve much purpose anyway. It’s not just that guy who’s seen us. There are soldiers outside, the inn staff, and even fleeing travelers. Are we supposed to hunt them all down and kill them? I’m not some butcher.”
“Instead of that, why not take this opportunity to test the attitude of the Demon Suppression City, and maybe lure out some information? How do you say that phrase... ah, right, ‘cast a stone to see where it lands’!”