The Villainess Carries a Strategy Guide

Brian’s eyes were wide open, and let out a sound like a sigh from his mouth.

Brian Marc was a sword saint.

He picked up a sword at the age of three. He realized at the age of seven that fighting was his way of living. At the age of nine, he stood next to his older sister.

————A few years later, he was on par with his sister, who had taken the name of [Battle God].

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The brother and sister enjoyed a never-ending game every day until sunset.

But one day, they heard the voices of some people who were pushing for them to become the next Knight Commander.

Olivier had dreamed of Knight Commander since then. Both Brian and the people around him also wanted that.

The only problem standing in their way was the issue of gender. There was no precedent for a female Knight Commander. Even though the voices calling for Brian, who was a man, were in the minority, they were still strong.

On the night before his tenth birthday, Brian went to the garbage dump alone, holding a precious sword.

For him, the sword was equal to life.

But since he was able to throw it away, Olivier must have been a more important sister to him than life.

I remember Olivier smiling lonely for a moment on that [summer] day.”

[He always acts tough, but he’s really kind. I’ll rely on you from now on.]

It was the first time I saw Olivier with a face as if she regretted something.

Olivier, their father, the Knight Commander, and the other members of the Order all know what is going on, but they pretend not to know out of respect for Brian’s wishes. This is because it is the pride of a knight to protect his secrets.

When I first found out, I thought it was beautiful. I almost cried.

“What is General if we can’t keep a single secret together?”

And I liked his gentle secrets.

As Brian was about to speak again, a loud noise was heard. Brian and I both turned our gaze to the door.

Something was happening outside.

I calmly looked around. If I were Oswald or Kyaran, what would be the best thing to do next?

“…stop the attacking Slutarch soldiers who have fallen into a trap with a magic attack?”

The thought came to me and I bit my lip again. I bleed.

“But Emilia hasn’t fallen yet. She hasn’t lost her attack abilities…but she’s not safe either. The Kyubi can’t use explosives when there are others around who have fallen into the pit.”

We can easily understand what Emilia would do in this situation.

She must think that if I, a Loyalist, fall, I will drag her down. So she will use Kyuubi as a shield to attack while healing Kyuubi with healing magic as long as she has magic power.

For Emilia, who cherishes the Kyuubi, it is how hard it is.

“…When will Prince-sama take the flag of Oswald・Ceden?”

Brian asked in a low voice.

I check my pocket watch. A little more than ten minutes have passed since I was taken hostage.

Consider the time it takes for His Highness’ army to gather at Oswald’s camp, the time His Majesty attacks the camp with full force, and the fact that Oswald’s camp is carrying a mountain.

“At the earliest, in about a little while.”

“Isn’t that just right? Let’s go.”

Brian stood up casually. He drew his sword again and went to the door with a loud noise.

I got up in a hurry.

“This is reckless! Even if you have the same power as Olivier Marc.”

There are at least 300 enemies outside. If the door is opened, you will be surrounded and under heavy fire.

“And there’s a secret——.”

“No, I don’t care. If I don’t fight now, I won’t be a man, let alone a knight.

Brian doesn’t listen to my restraint. I want to stop him, but I can’t.

He opened the door with a flourish, deliberately making a scene. Three hundred eyes caught him. Recognizing the foolish youth who protected the General alone.

Countless arrows, swords, and Phantom Beasts flew towards us all at once, and I reached out clumsily, but the only voice I heard was one of joy.

“More importantly, my sister will beat the shit out of me.”

In an instant, a gust of wind blew up, and I reflexively shielded my face with my arm. When I managed to open my eyes, I couldn’t believe what I saw.

The young man, using the enemy soldier in front of him as a springboard, made a large leap and descended like a meteor into the enemy’s line.

With each step he took, the enemies fell like dominoes. A sword with the power of a natural disaster was mowing down the enemy.

It was like the eye of a typhoon. The only one left unscathed was him in the center, and everything around him was reduced to rubble.

When he was the only one left standing, I slumped down.

“…I had the power to compete with my older sister, but she called me “reckless,” didn’t she?”

Brian returned while tramping on the enemy who was rolling without a foothold without hesitation. He knelt respectfully on the spot and stretched out his hand to me and smiled happily.

“Please relax. I’ll take care of it.”

He was like a little boy when he smiled at me. The boy who enjoyed fighting purely, one day.

Now that I think about it, it was the first time I saw him smile.

“So, Rebecca-san. From here on, I’ll protect you.”

He said that and kissed the back of my hand.

————He’s a knight.

Even after seeing such a monstrous fighting style, that word came to mind.