The Villainess That Was Once A VRMMO player

The 2nd Knights and soldiers protecting the Royal Capital had underestimated their opponent when they heard that she was only a 15-year-old girl. On the contrary, some of the nobles among the knights knew of Flare’s beauty at the evening party and were expecting to take possession of her limbs.

When Flare waved one hand at the approaching knights and soldiers, flames equivalent to a 7th Class [Fire Storm] raged and hundreds of knights and soldiers were engulfed in flames.

[Gyaaaah!]

Soldiers were scorched to death, and knights cried out in agony.

Flare picked up a burning sword with her bare hands, even though her palm was seared, and grabbed the hair of the knight captain who was trying to escape on all fours, chopped off his head, and raised it high.

“Ahahaha!!! Is this a Caenista knight! If you’re a soldier! Fight! I am here!!!” 𝗯𝐞𝗱𝗻𝐨𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝗼𝗿𝐠

The elegant silver hair and expensive dress were stained with soot and blood, and the beauty of the ghastly figure, stained red by the reflection of the flames, frightened the surviving knights and soldiers as if they were little children terrified by a nightmare.

The only thing that could stand against it was–

“Flare-san, that’s enough!

“You idiot! You have no idea what you’re up against!”

Protected by the Spirits, Alice jumped out of the sea of flames and was met by Flare.

Responding to Alice’s will to fight, the Spirits shoot snowstorms and thunderbolts at Flare. Flare caught them in flames, but the wide-area attack by Spirits, who had no control, tore into the dying knights and soldiers, spreading the flames further to the city center.

“How far will you go, Flare-san, before you atone for your sins?”

“You idiot, you crazy fool!”

Dozens of fireballs appeared in Flare’s rage and attacked Alice at once.

“Gyaahhhh!”

As Alice shrieked and cowered, intermediate and lower rank Spirits protected her by using themselves as shields without fear of annihilation, and the burns she received were instantly healed by the Light Spirits.

Spirits who have not entered into contracts with others use magic by consuming their own Spirit power; if they used it too much, they would disappear. From the perspective of Flare, a contractor of the Great Spirit, protecting only one person, a [beloved child], seemed to be a curse to spirits.

[Flare-sama! Sorry, we are late!!!]

The Flare reinforcements, who had been separated from the Second Order, appeared behind them at that moment.

Followers of Flare and noble soldiers and a portion of the Third Order, which had made a small payment, began fighting with the remaining Second Order.

“You’re late, heh…”

Flare’s face changed while speaking in a swear-like manner, and when her follower, the Lady, who found her, ran up to her master, Flare, with a smile on her face, Flare shouted.

“Get back!!!”

“I won’t let you escape, Flare-san!”

Alice’s Spirits, having sacrificed a few of their own Spirit to repel the Fire Ball’s flames, shot countless ice arrows at Flare and her reinforcements. The ice arrows pierced the Third Order with the surviving Second Order, and one of them struck the Lady who was her follower who had rushed to the scene.

Dos….

“…ah…ah…”

“You Idiot…”

The ice arrow pierced Flare’s back as she stood in front of her follower, who slumped down stunned.

Flare grabbed her by the neck and raised her up with one hand, yelling at her.

“You fool! You are in my way! Get the hell out of here, or I’ll kill you with my own hands!”

“…Fl…a…re…sama”

Seeing her master injured and angered, the young lady turned blue in the face and gnashed her teeth. The moment she heard the voice calling her name, Flare’s eyes widened, and she threw the young lady in the direction of the other followers.

Dos, dos, dos, dos!

“….”

“I won’t let you do something terrible to that girl!”

Flare’s back was pierced by several ice arrows shot by Alice’s Spirit. Flare’s Fire Spirit blocked the ice arrows that continued to be fired.

“Kuh!”

“Flare-sama!!!”

Flare spit blood from her mouth, as her followers screamed.

[Now! Strike Flare down!]

The First Order, led by Abel, finally arrived and attacked Flare.

No matter how high-status the Great Spirit contractors were, if they were caught off guard, they would be nothing more than a slightly stronger person. The adults of the First Order attacked one girl in high spirits, saying that she no longer had the strength to resist.

“It’s the least I can do! I will lead her away…”

Abel, who had burn marks all over his body, swung his sword and smiled a crooked smile, as if to torture the motionless Flare with his sweat-soaked face. But–

“…gah!”

*Gakin…!

“…shut up.”

Flare suddenly grabbed Abel’s face in an eagle grip, and steam rose from between Abel’s sweat-soaked face and Flare’s white hand, distorting the view in a shimmering way.

“…Gu, ha, ha, haa, guaaaahhh!!!”

Flare’s palm bursts into flames and scorches Abel’s face. Abel, who had already dropped his sword, smacked Flare’s arm with his cuirass, but the girl’s thin arm was undaunted, and the knights who moved to save Abel involuntarily cowered at the sound of the low, audible laugh.

“Ahahaha!!! I am still alive! Knights, if you want my head, you’ll have to pay for it! Ahahaha!!!!”

Not only the knights and soldiers, but even Alice was pale and unable to move at the gruesome sight of the knight commander’s face burning as she laughed hysterically.

The nightmarish, all-mocking laughter echoed through the Royal Capital, and when the night sky, which had been tinged with red by the flames burning the Royal Capital, had started to turn white: the royal family was notified of the capture of the rebel Flare.