What do you mean I've traveled to worlds geared towards children?

Ding!

As the daggers clashed, the young man suddenly used tremendous force to throw the maid away, then pressed closer, the weapon in his hand gleaming with a chilling light!

This is... a combat technique?!

The radiance emanating from the young man's weapon was clearly a precursor to some kind of combat technique. However, the young man had just demonstrated high-level magic, yet now he was able to use a high-level combat technique.

This left the maid confused about whether he was a magician or a warrior.

But now is not the time to think about these things.

Faced with the young man's combat skills, the maid also channeled her own magic into the dagger in her hand, causing it to collide with the young man's weapon in mid-air!

Jingle bells!

In a short span of time, the weapons in the two hands clashed several times.

The young man's attacks suddenly became fierce and swift, so fast that even the maid couldn't keep up with his speed.

The maid's wounds were increasing. Apart from the vital areas where she could barely hold on, the rest of the less important areas were covered with wounds of varying depths.

She... might not be a match for the young man opposite her!

The thief maid finally understood the difference in strength between the two. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly accelerated her retreat, trying to create distance between herself and the young man.

During this process, she was prepared to be overtaken by the young man and was also quietly accumulating the strength to fight back.

But to everyone's surprise, the young man didn't immediately catch up. Instead, he briefly stopped chasing her and asked:

"Hey, can I ask you something?"

"?"

"Where do you intend to take these two children?"

The young man's eyes, hidden by a mask, were fixed on the maid. He did not attack immediately, seemingly giving her time to answer his questions.

Noticing this, the maid's eyes flashed, and after a moment's hesitation, she quickly replied:

“Take him to our organization. You should know our organization, right? The Light Protection Society.”

"...Never heard of it."

The young man's answer without hesitation.

Never heard of it? A senior soldier has never heard of the Light Protection Society?

The maid's eyes flickered, and she spoke faster:

"The Guardians of Light are an organization dedicated to protecting the spark of humanity, and that spark is these gifted children! What I need to do is take these children away and protect them! So you shouldn't stop me!"

The maid wasn't sure if the young man really knew about the Guardian Society, but that didn't stop her from using this rhetoric to distract him.

Even if the other party really doesn't know about the existence of the Light Protection Society, then if we preach to him now, we might be able to turn him into one of our own.

The maid thought to herself.

But just as she was about to continue her 'preaching,' she suddenly heard the young man ask:

"I see. Did you notify their parents when you took these children away?"

"..." The maid instinctively wanted to open her mouth to answer, but then she closed her mouth again.

Because neither lying nor answering truthfully seems appropriate here.

Lying is easily detected by the other party, while answering truthfully...

"No, right?" The young man's voice suddenly turned cold, even carrying a hint of murderous intent.

The maid remained silent for a long while before replying, "Notifying their parents will only make things more complicated, so..."

"This isn't the first time you've done something like this, is it?"

The young man interrupted the maid and asked a seemingly unrelated question.

The maid did not answer this time.

Because she knew that the young man already knew the answer.

"Since that's the case... then I don't need to hold back anymore."

The young man's voice was deep as he pressed forward again, suddenly charging towards the thief maid!

This time, the young man moved even faster, and his moves were more dangerous, each aimed at the maid's vitals.

The other party has already decided to kill!

Chapter 46 Oh no! There's a blond guy!

No... We have to find a way to break this deadlock!

The maid knew that she was no match for her opponent in close combat alone.

It's not that the opponent's combat skills are particularly strong. Judging from the battle process and their straightforward fighting style, the opponent actually has no combat experience.

The problem is, her opponent is stronger, faster, and has better reflexes than her!

The most striking feature is a powerful brick that flies!

If this continues, the maid's only options are to slink away in disgrace or be killed by the young man.

But as this was her last mission, the maid didn't want to give up so easily. She wanted to complete the mission and realize her dream, so how could she possibly fall here!

"You...don't go too far!!"

The maid, now at a disadvantage, suddenly roared at the young man, and a series of mental shocks gathered in her voice, striking towards the young man's forehead!

Lower-level mental magic: Soul Scream!

The maid is a thief who also practices mental magic, and this Soul Scream is her tried-and-tested trump card.

Because no one would expect a thief to be able to use mental magic, anyone would be caught off guard by this Soul Scream.

Even with the maid's mental strength, even if she wasn't a magic major and the magic she cast wasn't high-level, it was enough to make a strong person of the same level momentarily dazed.

A moment's lapse in concentration can often determine the outcome of a battle among those of the same level!

That's right! First, use the Soul Scream to shock the opponent's mind, and then stab the opponent's throat with a dagger!

That is €€€€

*Pfft*

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh rang out, and the maid's eyes widened suddenly. The pain in her neck made her instinctively cover her neck with her hand.

The maid's combat experience is correct.

A moment's lapse in concentration can indeed determine the outcome of a battle.

But... what if it wasn't the enemy who lost their focus, but the maid herself?

"Mental magic, how terrifying. If my mental strength weren't slightly stronger than yours, I probably would have been hit."

The young man stood behind the maid and spoke softly.

The maid's soul shriek did indeed hit the young man, but it had no effect on him whatsoever!

On the contrary, the maid herself, because of casting the magic, her body stiffened for a moment. The young man seized this moment of stiffness and directly severed the maid's carotid artery!

"Heh...heh..."

Blood flowed back into her trachea, and the maid could no longer speak. She simply turned her head and reached out her blood-soaked hand toward the young man, as if to grab him.

Even this simple action was beyond her capabilities.

One step, two steps.

boom.

The maid's body collapsed to the ground, her life gradually fading, her body growing cold.

Finally, the light in her eyes completely disappeared.

She is dead.

……

Ron's hands were trembling slightly.

He looked at his personal weapon.

The dagger that had just severed the maid's throat was still glowing, and there wasn't a single drop of blood on it, as if the weapon that had just cut the maid's throat wasn't this dagger at all.

Holding the dagger, Ron paused for a moment before turning to look at the maid's corpse.

The corpse... Ron was already quite familiar with it.

When the monsters invaded the village, when everyone risked their lives to protect him and send him out of the village, he saw many, many corpses on the way to escape.

Logically speaking, it was just a corpse, which shouldn't have made Ron stunned for so long.

But... this was Ron's first time killing someone.

The first time, he killed one of his own kind.

He wasn't as disgusting or nauseating as described in novels, nor did he seem indifferent like most novel protagonists. Ron's inner world was filled with complexities that even he himself couldn't understand.