Villainess: Reloaded! ~Blowing Away Bad Ends with Modern Weapons~ Volume 1 E-Book

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• Herausgeber: J-Novel Club
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Serie: Villainess: Reloaded! ~Blowing Away Bad Ends with Modern Weapons~
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021

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Villainess: Reloaded! ~Blowing Away Bad Ends with Modern Weapons~ Volume 1

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Chapter 1 — They Called Her Villainess

Homes burned. Streets burned. The palace burned.

The once great city was now engulfed in flames and choked by black smoke. It had been hailed as a center of culture; from literature to music and operas, the city had produced so much. Now it was being reduced to mere ruins.

I was moving through that crumbling city of culture.

With an oversized gun—a 120 mm rifled cannon—in my right hand, I advanced through the rubble of the city that my weapon had leveled. I mowed down anyone and anything that might have hindered my progress as I wordlessly forced my way toward the palace.

Soldiers that were somehow still alive made attempts to drive me back with arrows launched from their crossbows. I evaded their arrows with superhuman movements, as if I could somehow see the trajectory of each one.

My type-3 combat preparation measures were a great success: my strength was boosted, and my reflexes were greatly enhanced. It was as if the arrows fired by my foes were barely moving. Dodging them took no effort whatsoever, and sending back a token of my appreciation was similarly effortless.

How about an explosive shell to show my gratitude?Here you go!

“Blau, Gelb, Rot,” I called out to my fairies, “are there any survivors nearby?”

The three fairies that did my bidding each shared their vision with me. They were cute creatures in airy dresses whose heads comprised about a third of their height.

The images flowing into my optic nerve created displays like windows on a computer screen. The three fields of view visible to my three fairies all flowed into my eyes at once.

“The soldiers are constructing a barrier in front of the palace, Master.”

“No sign of enemies to the rear.”

“Surroundings clear!”

Only those with aptitude could perceive the fairies, making them perfect for use as reconnaissance drones. The fairies themselves weren’t particularly happy about it, but they’d soon get over it if I gave them candy afterward.

I advanced through what remained of the soldiers now that they’d lost all power to resist me. I was moving ever closer to the palace, and I felt as though I might even start to hum as I gleefully watched my weapon blast apart broken carriages and makeshift barricades.

The imperial guard was waiting before the palace. These soldiers had been dispatched into the most ferocious of battles during this war. Their military uniforms of indigo blue and white were familiar to me.

“Hah... It can’t be.” An old man among the imperial guard scowled and then let out a short, dry laugh. “I thought it was just another myth from the battlefields, but it was real? This monster actually exists? The Red Demon. The Dragon Slayer Witch. Plusen’s Punishment. How can such a monster exist? It shouldn’t be possible. A soldier, a single soldier, capable of assaulting our capital and turning it into a sea of flames... Such a thing cannot be. And yet, here you are...”

The old man from the imperial guard was looking at me as if something deep within him couldn’t comprehend it.

“Gentlemen, your failure lies in your narrow thinking.” I looked at the old man with a broad smile. “I’ve accomplished all of this with no more than commonly known magic. I may have some talent, but my ceaseless creativity and continued study of magic are what allow me to stand before you. What more explanation do you need?”

“Monster...”

“We can’t win...”

“Foul demon...”

The pitiful soldiers trembled in fear as they aimed their crossbows at me.

“I must ask you, Red Demon. Are you not still a child? How can you kill so calmly? So many, with no hesitation? There were women and children in the buildings you’ve destroyed, and those soldiers had families waiting for them. How can you stay so calm?!”

The old man of the imperial guard was getting rather tiresome. “I’ll tell you how. There are modules in the brain that make us hesitate to kill people. The thing we call a conscience is the main deterrent preventing us from killing, and there are several modules associated with it. But what if those modules could be forcibly shut down?” This was something I enjoyed bragging about.

“You can’t be serious. You’d use blood magic to meddle with your own brain? You’ve stopped these m-modules you speak of? You’ve erased your own conscience?”

“Precisely. Right now, I have no conscience, no pity, no compassion, no sympathy. I’m simply a war machine designed to eliminate all foes. In the face of an enemy soldier, I can pull the trigger without mercy. Even if bystanders get caught up in my assault, I’ll feel no compassion for them.”