Chapter 270: Getting Warm
Her knighthood was used to Irene, but the average person was not. As the first of her kind, she figured she should have expected as much.
As much as people’s glances were enough to grate Irene, they were never outright rude to her, so she never demanded they fix themselves. Even if Felix gave her permission to defend herself as she saw fit, she was hesitant to draw more attention to herself.
However, it was clear that wearing armor was a different story. Knowing she was a knight made people keep their mouths shut. Without it, she merely looked like a rough village girl.
When the reeve doubted her merely because of her gender, she had no choice but to keep moving on, or she was certain she was going to snap at him. It was almost lucky they faced goblins shortly after because then she could take her irritation out another way.
As she swung her sword at the first goblin, she was relieved to see not a bit of intelligence behind the creature’s eyes. They were empty-headed as they were supposed to be. Since these sorts of goblins were so easy to handle, it was less than two minutes before she was able to go after another who was running towards buildings at the edge of the village.
It was small and fast, but Irene was much faster without her armor.
Easily enough, she dove onto the goblin and skewered it to the ground. It screamed until it was completely bled out.
She was deaf to its noises as she dragged it to the pile that Felix had already started.
There were no weapons to take from the monsters who fought with useless wooden clubs, so they decided to start a fire and get rid of the corpses. The village certainly didn’t need necromancers to deal with, especially during autumn when spirits were said to be closest to the living.
"Our first goblins," Felix muttered as he stared into the fire.
However, the reeve’s interruption came suddenly, even though he walked there so pathetically and slowly.