Chapter 152: A Massacre Starting From Dawn (2/2)

“You really can do it if you want to, don’t you?”

She should have done this right from the beginning if she could. There was no need to burn everything down: what could be used should be used, Lapis believed.

Tizona looked at her with a slightly disgusted expression.

“It’s a hassle to aim.”

Tizona replied and continued to turn another bandit into a headless corpse.

It was easier to scavenge like this. Lapis fished around the corpse’s pocket and found some copper and silver coins, which she gave to Tizona.

“Is it alright to give them to me?”

Tizona looked at the coins and then back to Lapis, who answered in a light tone:

“I think the employer should have the first right to whatever found during a job.”

Actually, what she found wasn’t much, and she thought she should just give it to Tizona, who bore the heaviest financial burden in this job.

“When we fight against monsters, could you please use the same trick? We can’t sell their body parts as raw materials if they’re burned to ashes.”

Tizona, who had been fighting as a mercenary, had never thought about scavenging money from her fallen opponents or selling monsters’ bodies as raw materials.

“That reminds me, you don’t have any weapons, Tizona.”

Right at that moment, another body was sent flying to the sky. It had been roughly cut off diagonally from the shoulder and was now whirling in the air, scattering blood everywhere. It was a common sight since she had partnered with Loren, and she had gotten used to it by now. Still it was not a pleasant sight to behold, Lapis thought and turned her gaze to Tizona’s waist.

Tizona’s armor was surely splendid, but she didn’t carry any weapons from what Lapis could see. Seeing as Tizona worked as a mercenary, she wondered why.

Noticing Lapis’ gaze, Tizona slapped at her own waist:

“If I’m in a serious fight, it’s better to not carry any weapons.”

Tizona answered laughingly.

Her reply made Lapis feel uneasy. Even magicians carried staff – it was just common sense to carry some sort of weapon. Tizona seemed to expect her to understand underlying reasoning, but Lapis just couldn’t.

“Aren’t you a swordsman?”

She looked like a swordsman, she just couldn’t be a magician with that heavily-decorated armor.

Tizona held out both hands, and two swords of flame appeared in her palms.

“There’s no need to carry around something I can conjure myself, right?”

“But you can’t parry with them, can you?”

Lapis asked. A bandit charged at her from behind but was destroyed by fire, leaving behind only four limbs and a head, which were falling to the ground. Looking back over her shoulders, Lapis noticed something like tooth marks on the severed body parts. She frowned and glared at Gula, who had just used >, her Evil God power. Noticing Lapis’ stare, Gula bowed repeatedly. She probably couldn’t endure her hunger anymore. It would be a serious problem if Tizona noticed though.

“They can burn off my opponents’ weapons in battles.”

As if to prove her words, Tizona used her flaming blade to parry the axe another bandit was swinging at her. The steel blade and the flame blade passed through each other without any resistance at all, but the steel blade was cut into two pieces and fell to the ground.

The bandit looked at his axe in disbelief, and Tizona turned her blade around and cut off his head. The flame burned and sealed off the wound, and the bandit quietly became a corpse without a single drop of blood spilled.

“This is absurd. I feel bad for your opponents.”

Lapis thought it would be too much if what she had seen today happened on a battlefield. If you kept a distance from Tizona, you would be burned by a high-temperature flame with no way to defend yourself. But if you got closed, you would be done by a sword of fire that you couldn’t even parry.

Lapis believed she could fight against Tizona using demonic abilities. But if she were to fight her with the power of a priest only, she would have no choice but to surrender immediately.

“You’re kind, Lapis, to feel bad for bandits.”

Lapis tilted her head in a puzzlement. Was it strange to feel pity for those who got trampled on with no decent chance to fight back? But the bandits, the object of her pity, had been completely annihilated by then, and Lapis could only offer the corpses scattering on the ground an offhand, silent prayer.