The Laughing Swordsman

The guard pointed at Layla.

"...That is not a human. It has the ears of a beast, and even a tail."

The chief's head snapped to look.

"What? It resembles a human so closely. What is that thing?"

The guard shook his head.

"I am not sure. I believe it is a beast that learned how to mimic humans to a certain extent. However, it is unable to truly hide its animal traces."

The chief nodded.

"Then there is no need to talk with this beast."

Layla's furry ears twitched. She didn't really understand what the guards were talking about.

"So you want to be friends? That's great!"

The chief narrowed his eyebrows.

"Be quiet, beast! We already know your true colors."

He took careful steps forward.

"We shall attack this beast together. Get ready, soldiers!"

Layla giggled to herself.

"Ah, I remember now! I was supposed to hide you guys!"

The chief no longer bothered to respond. Instead, the group of guards got into a formation and slowly approached Layla.

Layla didn't seem to be bothered. She put a finger on her chin.

"Hmm... but there isn't really anywhere to hide! This is going to be hard..."

Layla looked at the group of guards slowly approaching her. She giggled.

"Friends want to play? Then we can play first, hide later!"

Layla ran forward with her arms in the air, not bothering to defend herself in the slightest.

Despite how little Layla tried to defend herself, the chief did not drop his guard. The moment she got close, he thrust his spear forward with all his strength.

A snap along with a groan of pain rang out.

It came from the chief.

The spear landed right on Layla's stomach. However, it was as though it hit an unstoppable boulder.

Although the chief held onto his spear tightly, all that did was snap his wrists and crush his fingers.

As for the spear itself, it snapped in two.

The handle was made of metal, by the way.

In the end, the spear was knocked away, flying off the edge of the wall.

Layla stopped to watch the spear fall with curious eyes.

"Ah! Thanks for showing me!"

She put a finger on her chin.

"Friends can hide if they go over there!"

The chief couldn't fully comprehend what Layla was saying. He was more occupied by the pain and the disbelief of the small girl's toughness.

Only when he was lifted high in the air did he come to his senses.

"Wait, wait!"

Layla had effortlessly picked up the chief. Her tail swayed excitedly while a cheerful smile appeared on her face.

"Have fun, friend!"

Then, she tossed the chief off the wall.

If you wanted to know, the fall was roughly fifty meters down.

The chief flailed his limbs around in the air.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!"

Layla put a hand over her mouth and giggled.

"Hehe, you sound just like other friend! Have as much fun as you want!"

The other guards were bewildered.

"No, chief!"

Were their eyes working properly?

There was something terrifying in the way Layla so innocently killed someone, like she was just playing a game.

The guards stood their ground.

"...Hey, wasn't she hit by that spear?"

However, the reason they stood their ground was that they were too afraid to move.

"Yeah... I don't think she got hurt by the spear."

The guards were trembling.

"But... she was able to snap the chief's wrists."

Layla turned towards the other guards. Her furry ears perked up.

"Don't worry, I didn't forget about you, friends! You will get to play as well!"

Layla lifted up a guard that was frozen in fear.

The guard immediately began to struggle.

"No, no! Wait, please!"

However, his fate was already sealed.

Layla grunted...

"Nyah!"

...then threw him off the ledge.

The guard screamed in terror.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Layla cupped her hands together with a bright smile.

"Waaaaaaah!~"

Her tail eagerly swayed.

"Hehe, friends are having so much fun."

One guard came to their senses and began running away. As though that was a signal, every other guard began running away too.

However, not even Willow could escape Layla. So how could a few measly guards do the same?

A guard felt two small hands grab him. Despair filled his heart and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

"No..."

"Nyah!"

The guard was thrown off the edge, joining his fallen comrades.

"AHHHHHHHHHH"

Like that, the guards fell off the wall, one after another.

These guards didn't have a fear of heights. Even if they did, working as a guard made them eventually get used to the height.

However, when they were being held up in the air, looking down at the ledge, they were terrified. To their dismay, they were all inevitably thrown off, falling into the pits of hell.

Lined across the outside of the empire walls were mangled corpses, insinuating a sinister story.

The main character of this sinister story was currently prancing about on the wall, humming a children's song.

"There must be other friends, right? Hehe, I am coming to meet you all!"

With that, Layla continued, trying to find more friends to 'play' with.

...

Willow took care of any guards she came across swiftly and efficiently.

A group of twenty guards appeared in front of Willow. With a single slash, all of them died without even realizing it.

As for Apollo, he tried asking any guards he came across how to hide a body.

When he came across a group of ten guards, he waved his arm in the air.

"Hey, do you know how to hide a body?"

Obviously, none of the guards gave him an answer. Instead, they took on a formation.

After all, when someone walks up and asks how to hide a body, it has a few ominous implications.

The guard in front had a fierce expression on his face.

"So you have killed someone? Seems like we need a few experts to shut you down!"