Supreme Monarch



The ogre didn't understand what was happening much less did his mind process what would be his next move. None of his prior experience had prepared him for such an encounter. He was well aware of how sturdy the door she had just so casually kicked off its hinges was, so how was he supposed to react to something like that? 

 Although the first door had not been protected by magic, the second one was. He was sure even a Numbered elite would not be able to break down that door so easily, so what was he supposed to do? 

The ogre smiled at Rain in a sycophantic manner, ignoring the shouted queries of his colleagues from behind him. His survival instinct told him that the best choice here was to not offend this person before him right now. 

He had seen several dark elves being smuggled in here and knew just how dangerous they could be if not for the slave contract restricting them. 

 So seeing one of such beings, not being led in with shackles told him all he needed to know and he did not want any part of it. 

 Unfortunately, it was already too late.

Rain smiled back at him. That smile was gentle and compassionate. Yet, there was no trace of goodwill in her eyes. It was more like a deadly, entrancing gleam of light playing along the blade of a dagger. 

 The soles of her shoes tapped gently across the floor as she approached the stunned heavily armored gray ogre with a smile, his leg firmly rooted on the ground as he found it difficult to take a single step. 

"You should brace yourself, else you might just die."

 Before he could even react, Rain's delicate fingers touched the ogre's armored chest plate and her palm swiftly moved forward.

 *Blam! *Whoosh... BOOM!

 The large muscular ogre clad in heavy armor had completely failed to put up any resistance as his massive body was shot through the air like some kind of ragdoll, flying through the large adamantine doors at speeds invisible to the naked eye. His body savagely impacted the wall on the other side with a wet splattering sound.

The entire building shook violently, as though it was being struck by a high-magnitude earthquake as cracks rapidly spread across the wall in web-like patterns. 

"...That's unsightly, I really should listen to Lord Ty's advice and start fighting like an assassin should. Leaving such a mess is not like me."

No longer wanting to see such a gruesome sight, Rain decided to move on as she walked through the opened door and stepped into the next room. 

Not including the mess she had just made, this was an exquisitely-furnished viewing room. It felt more like she was walking through an empty house than invading the base of a criminal organization. 

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 As expected, there were several male figures within. Around four of them if she had bothered to count. 

 One of them appeared to be some kind of beastman, a variation she wasn't aware of, and another, a lesser demon with curved horns and a tail, the others appeared to be a similar type of ogre to the last one she had just spoken to. 

Their eyes were goggled open and their jaws dropped as they were still staring at the enormous blood splatter that had painted the entire wall red.

 None of them had even expected the base of a dangerous organization like Numbers to be attacked, much less by a single dark elf. 

 The combination of alcohol, fresh blood, viscera, and internal waste, made the odor in the air rather revolting and Rain was forced to pinch her nose. 

 Her mood appeared to have been soured as she quickly went over the information she had obtained from Number 10 memories, then began to figure out the building's structure.

 She knew the true base of the organization was located underground for obvious reasons, and everything here was merely for show. Even the stairs she had seen earlier were meant as a diversion and the true entrance to the base was hidden somewhere in this room. 

 Rain took a look around. It seems the trapdoor leading underground was concealed pretty well but she already knew where it was. Even without the memories of Number 10, she could've easily seen through such levels of concealment. 

"Excuse me. I'd like to go through that door under your feet, would you mind moving a bit to the left..."

"Aiiiiieee!"

The beastman she addressed immediately responded with a hoarse scream. It would seem that he had no intention of putting up a fight.

That relieved Rain, since she did not want to completely destroy the organization. After all, they were an already established information network Z could use to quickly extend their reach faster than his original plan. 

Since he had no intention of resisting, paralyzing them with a spell should be fine.

The terrified beastman backed away from the spot Rain had pointed to, trembling against the wall as he did. Rain looked indifferently at the beast-man's shameful display and smiled thinly with her mouth alone.

"Aiiiiiiieeeee!"

 Apparently, that seemed to have frightened him more as the stench of ammonia filled the air.

 Rain sighed.

 She understood that the people stationed up here were not originally part of the organization as they were simply hired thugs picked from the slums so perhaps exerting so much pressure on them wasn't a good idea.

 She decided to restrain her presence a little and the legs of the other three lesser demons and ogres in the room suddenly started shaking as they instantly lost control and fell to the floor, panting heavily. 

 "Perhaps it would be better if I just killed everyone here."

 The air froze—

 The men's foreheads broke out in oily sweat, and their backs shuddered. 

 Rain suddenly remembered the state of the dark elves she had rescued earlier and frowned. Even if these men weren't officially part of the organization, chances are, they partake in the activities that rendered those girls in that condition. 

Seeing the smile on Rain's face change to a frown, the men realized what would happen to them next. Their faces turned gray and they trembled uncontrollably. Still, one of them clung to a faint hope and cried:

"Please, please don't, don't kill me!"

"No."

Rain's prompt answer froze the room solid. The beastman's eyes went wide, in the way humans did when they were trying to reject a reality they did not want to believe.

"But you just said otherwise? Please, I'll do anything, just spare me!"

"I changed my mind... there's no point in letting trash like you live any longer. Although I'm sure there are countless others able to replace you." 

 Hearing his life being so casually dismissed even by such a person was infuriating and absurd. The man's eyes widened as anger burst out from inside him. 

"Are... are you kidding me!?"

 "Sure, here's your punchline. Lightning Ricochet." 

 The beastman was unable to retort when bluish-white lightning danced across the tips of Rain's outstretched fingertips and jumped through the air in an instant, reducing the man to ash in the next moment before bouncing off a magic circle on the wall onto its next victim.

 "Y-you you bastard!"

 Seeing their college turn to dust before their eyes, the other three could not allow themselves to just stand by any longer. Despite their rage and confusion at the current situation, their instincts did not allow them to act rashly as they all took off in all directions. 

 This course of action had surprised Rain for a moment as she didn't think these thugs were stupid enough to believe they could outrun her if they simply split up. 

 However, their true intentions became apparent almost immediately. 

 As this was the main entrance to the organization's base, it should've been obvious that they would set up several layers of security to ward off any intruders besides the protection of the brave thugs.

 As such, the fastest amongst the trio who had been only a few steps away from his objective, arrived in front of one of the four levers in the room and pulled it.

 "Die!"

 The lesser demon yelled as a maniacal smile adorned his face, obviously confident in the trap laid by the organization. He had once seen it in action and refused to believe that anyone was capable of surviving such a fate. 

 Almost immediately, the lights in the room went dim as two massive magic circles that appeared to have been carved on the floor and ceiling of the room beforehand, glowed in a purple hue as they activated, trapping their target within. 

 In the next moment, the inside of the barrier created by the magic erupted into a raging purple inferno that continuously condenses itself into a tight ball with temperatures easily surpassing the surface of the sun. 

 The entire room was blinded by the massive ball of purple fame as it continued to collapse in on itself. Even with the protection from the miniature sun by the barrier, the temperature in the room had risen considerably as well, almost turning the surviving trio to ash if they all hadn't sacrificed their precious protection scrolls.

 The blinding light of the purple sun soon disappeared as it had completely collapsed in on itself, unable to sustain such vast energy emissions for long.

 The trio whose eyes were closed, slowly opened their eyes to take in the burned visage of the dark elf. However, their eyeball almost fell out of their sockets the moment their vision was restored once more. 

 The figure belonging to the dark elf surprisingly stood in place, not even a scratch could be found on her body. 

 The trio's heart sank as their mind practically went blank, not knowing what to do or even how to respond to such a scene. 

 The spell contained in that magic circle was at the very least a 6th tier spell. That was a level beyond their very understanding yet they had just witnessed someone tank such a devastating attack and come out without even a scratch. 

 Just how in the world were they supposed to survive this?

 "I suppose it's my turn right?"

 None of them could even muster up a response as another bolt of lightning consumed their very existence until everything went black. 

 "Geez... that only made the odor in this place worse."

 Rain sighed as she decided to hold her breath completely, the rest of the way. As a Demigod, she did not need to breathe as the Mana essence in the air was capable of sustaining her for as long as she lived, but she was already used to the motion and wouldn't feel right otherwise.

 Even under the immense heat of the collapsing sun, the carpet on the ground was not affected due to the protection of the magic circle engraved on it.

 She then burnt away the carpet covering the hidden entrance to dust before slamming her feet into the Duranium-laced door, revealing the stairs that led to the organization's underground lair.