While the goblins were renewing their alliance with the Kushain Believers after defeating the Red King, the bloodbath in the east was coming to an end.
The Anti-Red-King forces led by Vine the Mad Blade of the Burning Bright Moons.
"We'll go around."
It was the dead of the night. Covered entirely in a black hood from head to toe, Vine led the Anti-Red-King forces to attack the headquarters of the Red King. From the flow of the clouds above their heads, Vine felt it would rain tonight.
They had 40 people in total. These people, who were picked out among the best from various clans, walked through the dark alleys, where not even the light of the moon reached. Steadily, they approached the headquarters of the Red King. Though not the best districts, this second-class district would turn into a heavily populated market at noon. Many commoners lived here, and although they lived peacefully, there was a tavern here, which the Red King used as their headquarters.
"Surround it. Good."
Seeing the lights on the bar and hearing the continuing hustle and bustle coming from inside, Vine narrowed her eyes as she smiled a ferocious smile beneath her hood. That was a smile akin to that of a ferocious predator that's marked its prey.
Vine opened the door of the inn.
"Excuse me."
Though a tavern, it also served as a cheap inn on the second floor. The store was so noisy awhile ago, but now, it was so quiet it seemed all that noise awhile ago was nothing but a lie. Within the crowd in the tavern could be seen thug-like adventurers, a one-eyed expert swordswoman, and some hunters.
Vine's voice was by no means loud, but the moment she entered, the atmosphere changed. Adventurers risked their lives in their work and was sensitive to that sort of atmosphere. Because of that they all went quiet, causing the barmaids to look around them, wondering what was up.
"I was looking for something..."
Vine's voice resounded throughout the quiet store as she slowly revealed her face.
"Wench, you're the mad blade—"
"—SHAaAa!!"
As soon as a thug-like adventurer spoke, the front of Vine's robe opened, and a curved sword was quickly unsheathed from her waist. Blood spurting, the thug's head flew in the air as Vine's black hair hidden beneath her hood danced.
"And now I've found it."
Bathed in blood, Vine's ferocious smile was greeted by screams throughout the store.
In the blink of an eye, the entire tavern was busied once more, as guests tried to flee while the members of the Red King tried to kill Vine.
"Die, Mad Blade!"
"A ha ha hahaha!"
An adventurer approached Vine while jeering, but Vine only laughed as she drew her sword and cut the adventurer's two arms, then with the return of her blade, lopped off his head.
"The lot of you can all go die!"
Without the slightest hint of mercy or restraint, Vine killed all foes that came into range. Her honey-colored legs that slipped out the slit of her skirt drew a crimson tree peony from the spurting blood. Her beautifully arranged face only served to make her ferocious smile appear sadistic.
Her entire body was dyed in blood as her blade brought death.
Experienced adventurers, innocent prostitutes, fleeing adventurers, assassins, hunters... Without any hint of discrimination, Vine killed every one of them.
