The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For So

Chapter 39: Ah, as expected!

[Bystanders POV]

The slave maids ignored the man, who looked like a two-meter-tall giant, and the receptionist answered their questions with fear as the man became more and more irate.

Finally, the man in question, perhaps running out of patience, pulls out the great sword he carries on his back and readies it.

“You’d better start listening to me if you don’t want to be cut down by my sword!”

Perhaps this man had been on a long-term quest or was a newcomer, but the fact that I did not recognize his face suggests that he was a stranger.

I’m not proud of it, but I basically don’t work and drink cheap beverages at the bar in the guild in the morning.

That’s what I meant when I said I’d never seen him before.

My guess is that he did the same thing in another town and got punished for it, so he was unable to accept any more quests there and came here.

People like him don’t change that much.

Otherwise, at his age, they would have stopped acting like that.

They think that if they have power, do whatever they want to people weaker than them, and the bad ones are the ones who don’t have much strength.

Many adventurers who rise to the top of their professions on the basis of their skills alone are surprisingly inclined to think this way. It is so much so that they are warier of their peers than of demons.

But that’s why people like me can live without working, for which I am grateful.

It’s the easiest way to make money from idiots.

“… Miss Receptionist, if we fight against this person now, it’d be justifiable self-defence, right?”

“Y-yes! The other party has also indicated that they intend to attack, and I, as part of the staff, heard and witnessed this…”

“Thank you.”

“Gahahahaha! Are you an idiot, you… Guffaw!”

One of the slave maids, a human with glasses and long black hair tucked into a bun on top of her head, asked the guild receptionist if it was self-defence if she fought back. Before the guild receptionist could finish telling her that it’d be an act of self-defence, the maid rushed toward the man who was dying to fight with them, and the next thing I knew, she was kicking him in the groin with all her might.

The act takes less than two seconds.

The man was probably unable to react due to the suddenness.

Unable to defend himself, he takes that kick directly and crumples to the floor, foaming.

The people around me who saw the scene returned to their daily routines with expressions saying, ‘Ah, as expected!’