The Strongest Villain Sets Out: Reincarnated into a Merit-Based Clan, I Become the World's Strongest Swordsman

The enraged dog beastman readied his spear.

The tip pointed toward me.

“Even if I kill you here, I won’t be punished.”

“Are you seriously going to do this? What about considering the inconvenience to others?”

No matter how much they hated humans, there were people behind me who wanted to enter the city too.

If we fought here, how much time would it take for them to enter the city?

Were beastmen so weak-minded they couldn’t understand even that…?

Good grief, I shrugged my shoulders.

Cornelia stepped forward from beside me.

“Nice! I was just getting bored too~ That tongue that insulted Luka needs to be ripped out, doesn’t it?”

“Hey, don’t kill him. If we cause problems here, we’ll waste extra time getting into the city.”

“Eh? But they picked the fight first, right?”

“Even so. We’re being watched.”

“Aww. Too bad.”

Cornelia, who’d placed her hand on the scabbard at her waist, sighed in genuine disappointment.

However, the dog beastman’s anger hadn’t subsided, and he thrust his spear tip toward Cornelia’s body.

Cornelia caught and blocked that blow with her bare hands.

“…Hey? Why won’t you listen to what Luka says? We had no intention of fighting.”

“Y-you stopped my attack⁉”

The dog beastman was intimidated by Cornelia’s overwhelming strength and grip.

Yet he still didn’t lower his stance—quite the tantrum. Thinking we’d be troubled by this constantly made me regret coming to the Zora Federation.

“I’ll make a special exception and overlook this, so hurry up and let us through, okay? You don’t want to end up like this spear, do you?”

Saying this, Cornelia concentrated aura in her right hand and crushed the spear tip.

Small iron fragments fell from her hand.

“What⁉ B-breaking my spear with bare hands… are you a monster⁉”

“How rude. I’m so delicate.”

“Like a gorilla wearing clothes.”

“Lucia~?”

“Just kidding.”

“Enough, let’s get back to the carriage. You saw our IDs, right? Let us through.”

“Tch!”

The dog beastman soldier’s face turned bright red at my words.

But perhaps thinking further commotion would be truly problematic, he looked around at the watching eyes and kept quiet.

Reluctantly lowering his spear, he muttered:

“…Pass.”

Hearing those words, the coachman made the horses walk. We smoothly passed by the soldiers and entered the city.

Until the very end, the dog beastman directed sharp gazes at us.

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The carriage passed through the main gate and moved to a corner of the street.

From there on, we’d walk. The carriage that had carried us would return to the empire. It would next come to this city in two weeks. By then, the coup would have occurred too.

The coachman set the carriage moving again and disappeared somewhere. Probably heading to the coach station. That was the only place to leave carriages.

After seeing him off, Cornelia raised her voice loudly as if the earlier commotion had never happened.

“Oh! It’s surprisingly lively!”

“It’s a country created by many demi-humans. The total population rivals the empire. The development level isn’t bad either.”

“Where do we go first? What do we do?”

“Calm down, Cornelia. Our purpose isn’t tourism.”

“Eh⁉ But we’ll be bored until the coup happens anyway, right? Can’t we have fun?”

“Having fun is fine. But not today.”

“Which means?”

This time Lucia asked me.

“Today we need to find lodging. It’ll probably take time.”

Considering the commotion at the main gate.

Everyone was currently hiding their faces with brought robes, but otherwise, who knew what kind of looks we’d get?

“Ah, lodging is definitely important. I don’t want some half-decent place.”

“I agree. That’s why we’ll quickly find a good inn.”

“Okaaay.”

Cornelia also agreed, and we all walked through the city.

The hooded group was unusual, drawing attention just from that, but we weren’t discovered as humans. If we had been, more hate-filled gazes would have been directed at us.

After feeling cramped for a while, we found the first inn.

An inn partway down the main street. The location wasn’t bad.

We entered and talked at the reception.

“Welcome. Four guests?”

“Yeah. Rooms for four people for two weeks.”

“I’m fine staying with Luka.”

“Me too.”

“Ah, um…”

Everyone except Sheila made ridiculous suggestions. Of course they were rejected.

“Obviously not. Too troublesome. Innkeeper, four rooms. Are they available?”

“Y-yes. But before taking rooms, please let me confirm your faces. If you’re criminals, I must take appropriate measures.”

“Tch.”