The Hero King, Reincarnate to Master the Art of War

「Don’t speak like you know about it! Now, go ahead and cry your eyes out when I cut your arms off!!」

Abel’s fingertips lightly brushed over Inglis’ upper arm.

This was a dreadful attack that had bisected the body of the assassin and cut off King Charleas’ arm. And it… just for a little, teeny bit, tore the sleeve of Inglis’ maid attire.

「W-, WHAT……!?!?」

Abel’s eyes widened in astonishment.

「O-, Oi……!? That one hit, right!?」 「Yeah, it must……! But that maid girl……!」 「S-, she’s fine——?」

The Knights were in a buzz.

「Ooh——A-amazing. As expected of you……!」

However, Inglis had her eyes opened wide in surprise. It was because the power of Abel’s attack was far beyond what she had expected.