Inside An Adult Game As A Former Hero-Chapter 112.1: Queen Maker (12)

T/L: I’m busy with my exams that’s why I’m barely able to churn out chapters, so less chapters for this week. Plus, no updates next week. Regular updates would start from the week after. Ty~

The man introduced himself as Lewis and started blabbering.

Judging by his fake laughs and smiles, his purpose was blunt obvious without asking. Having her training interrupted, she was slightly annoyed, but Neria shoved down the irritation and continued training.

“Acts like a slave to Gis and exhibits aloofness at others.”

Until the name she didn’t want to hear, words she didn’t want to face slipped out of his mouth.

Snapping her head at him, she stared at Louis with a chilling gaze.

“What did you say.?”

On the opposite end of her frigid gaze, Lewis was taken aback for a moment. Why did a woman who had been ignoring all of his advances had a sudden change in her attitude? He just spat out incidentally to appease the unpleasant feeling lingering in his chest.

‘Hmm? Ah… Come to think of it, that’s not far off.’

It was a thoughtless remark, but it must have gotten on the woman’s nerves.

Lewis smiled, leering, as he met Neria’s cold eyes.

“I said: acts like a slave to Gis and exhibits aloofness to others.”

He took special care of enunciating every syllable and spoke loudly. Hopefully, those words would turn this cheeky woman’s attitude upside down. It seemed he succeeded when he saw that her already dead cold gaze felt even more menacing.

“…”

Neria took a step forward, closing in the distance between them, her gaze pinned on him.

Lewis snickered.

He seemed to have made her angry…

‘What will she even do?’

Just as Lewis couldn’t touch Neria, she couldn’t touch him either.

He was the eldest son of the Sentry family and one of the main players in this negotiation.

His opinion could capsize their momentum.

If she even harbored any thoughts…

‘W-Why? Why doesn’t she stop?’

Neria footsteps didn’t halt.

Lewis bit his lip, slightly nervous. Maybe he was just trembling because he’d trekked a long distance. But the chilling sensation, which increased each time she got closer, warned him of impending danger.

Even the escort knights felt that energy, that uncanny aura.

The two brought their hands to the sword hilts strapped to their waists.

“Miss Neria, please halt. If you approach any further, we will consider you a threat and take arms.”

She trudged another step.

“Miss Neria!”

One of his escort knights shouted high-handedly, but Neria did not pay heed. The moment she took another step, the two escort knights drew their swords without hesitation.

A slash for her left thigh and a stab for her right shoulder.

Neria veered her body to avoid the cuts, then deflected the stab with her sword.

“Ugh?!”

The sword bounced violently to the side, and the knight’s posture collapsed.

‘What kind of power is this?!’

One of the things swordsmen were most wary of was losing their posture. As a knight, he naturally knew that, and moved with the measured change in the center of gravity in all direction.

But his posture collapsed due to the sword swat that Neria had just swung. It was impossible without a huge difference in power.

While the knight was shocked, Neria swung the shield on her left arm.

“Cheuk..!”

A blow from her shield hammered the full plate armor. The knight reeled while holding on to his stomach, then buckled to his knees.

Taking advantage of that gap, the remaining knight burrowed into Neria’s lower left.

Whooop-!

The sword turned blue.

He raised the sword, brimming with sword energy and swung.

He was thinking of amputating the entire arm beyond the shield.

Tung.

the shield blocked the intended sword.

It wasn’t even a normal metal shield, it was just a practice shield with some straps of iron encrusted to wood.

“What the hell…”

He wasn’t even given the chance to be shocked. Neria let go of her sword and punched him in the face, and he passed out with his morphed helmet on.

“What, what… what are you guys doing?!”

The ones surprised most about the situation was Lewis, not the two knights. Because the two knights, contenders for the rank of Knight Commander in the family, were defeated so easily that it seemed like a show. He couldn’t believe the absurdity.

However, unlike his thoughts, by natural law, the result was apt.

The two knights were level 34 and 37 respectively.

On the other hand, Neria’s level was 51.

There stood a big difference in the basic physical ability.

In addition, Neria had a record of winning, contending against eight knights at the same time. And not the likes of these bumpkins, but against the elite knights of the royal family. It would be strange for her to struggle against a couple of knights from the fringes of the Kingdom.

Tang-!

The knights dispatched, Neria threw the shield to the floor as well.

She strode toward Lewis, her cold expression intact.

A frightened Lewis backpedaled, but Neria came faster.

She came right in front of his nose, and repeated, just like he had.

“What did you say? Say it again.”

A haggard expression and cold eyes loomed over him.