“Leila!”

    Downed weapon racks and smashed tables and windows.

    In the store that was literally devastated, the first thing I did was check on Leila and her uncle.

    “Sister…”

    Leila was hugging the man who was frightened and groaning.

    “Huh? What is it?”

    The largest man, who seemed to be the leader of the group, looked at me and me with a grin.

    “Hey man, aren’t you worried about running the store by yourself even though you have two daughters? I told you, if you pay a small protection fee, your store will be protected from our red two-headed snake?”

    “I’ve never even heard of that name!”

    I have heard the story of the Red Two-Headed Snake a few times while walking around the streets.

    A group of third-rate thugs who beat up merchants and extort money from them under the absurd pretext of street protection fees.

    “ Yes… Our store may look like shit, but it’s probably not a store that would attract shit flies like you. ”

    These third-rate villains were so funny that I couldn’t stop laughing.

    The large man got angry at those words, wrinkled his face, and looked at me fiercely.

    “What, what? Dung fly? What is this little girl with nothing special saying now…”

    As if in response, I picked my nose, flicked the snot out, and lightly relaxed my body and came down the stairs.

    “Wow, even his lines sound like a third-rate villain, which is even worse. Do you fight with your mouth open?”

    “Leila!”

    My uncle tried to stop me, but I can’t just leave the ruthless people who ruined my precious place.

    “Catch that bitch!”

    The large man grunted and shouted at his subordinates, who screamed and swung their fists at me.

    After letting go of the slow fist, he lightly uppercuts the chin.

    “Big…”

    Seeing the man lying face down on the floor, the group of gangsters hesitate and start running towards me all at once.

    “Don’t you guys have any self-esteem?”

    I landed a knee kick right into the chin of the guy who was running to catch me.

    When the guy who got the knee kick fell down helplessly, I then kicked the other guy’s temple with a roundhouse kick, creating space for me to utilize.

    “, profit…”

    As I slowly took them down one by one, the remaining one gritted his teeth and pulled out a small knife from his pocket and pointed it at me.

    “Huh…”

    That sight was so funny that I provoked him by gesturing for him to come closer.

    “Die!!!”

    A man approaches me with bloodshot eyes, swinging a knife at random.

    I dug inside the man and grabbed his arm, then lifted him up and broke his wrist.

    “Ah, ah!! surrender! Surrender!”

    The guy screamed in pain, and I twisted his body as if I was going to pull his arm out, inflicting even more pain.

    The man dropped the knife he was holding, and only then did I catch my shaky breath and release the arm he was holding on to.

    When I looked around, the large man who seemed to be their leader was nowhere to be found.

    “Oh, no way…”

    I turned my head to see if he was taking Leila hostage like a real third-rate villain, but Leila was supporting him just fine.

    Could it be that he abandoned his colleagues and ran away?

    While I was wondering what was going on, the store’s counter table started shaking.

    As I cautiously headed towards the counter, I saw a large man with a scared voice, his body curled up and trembling.

    “What, you…?”

    Yes, that was probably my first encounter with LaBoille.

    How many days after that commotion?

    After completing the request, I was returning to the man’s store when the large man I saw a few days ago came by.

    The man who introduced himself as Laboil Gran Sanche said he was serving as the assistant head of the red two-headed snake.

    “So…what is the reason you came to see me?”

    I sat on a bench by the fountain in the square late in the evening with the intention of finding out what was going on.

    “Nu, I will treat you as your sister!”

    La Boille suddenly bows to me, immediately attracting the attention of those around him.

    People passing by looked at us and whispered.

    “Hey, hey! Wake up dude!”

    “Yes, yes…”

    Feeling embarrassed, I urgently asked, and then he got up and carefully tried to sit next to me.

    “I didn’t tell you to sit next to me?”

    “Ah, then stand…”

    LaBoille stood up and cleared his throat. I sighed, rested my arms comfortably, and began to listen to his story.

    The story was simpler than expected and didn’t contain any special content.

    He was just lamenting about the life he had lived.

    Originally, he was more of a coward than anyone else, but in order to survive here, he had to rob someone and become stronger himself, so he showed off his bravado so as not to look belittled.

    As a result, he naturally started hanging out with bad friends and started acting like a gangster.

    I felt a kind of kinship with those words.

    No, in a way, it may have been that La Boille was seeing my past self.

    Maybe I wouldn’t have lived like this if I hadn’t had my uncle’s help?

    “So…I thought I wanted to become strong like you.”

    “…Why?”

    “I want to help someone, not bully them.”

    Despite his scary face and large size, he makes surprisingly good sounds.

    “Ha…why don’t you do what you want? Whether you treat her as your sister or follow her side… watch and learn on your own”

    Why was it pity? Sympathy?

    What was I thinking when I told LaBoille to follow me after refusing Leila’s request to become an adventurer?

    Time has passed and I’m still not sure, but I think it might be because of the resolution I made that day.

    Just as my life changed when I received help from you, I thought that this guy would also be able to live a new life if someone helped him.

    As I solved the quest with La Boille and matched up with him as a partner, I learned many things about him.

    It’s full of bravado and even if you’re really scared on purpose, it’s too much.

    Fed up with that, I asked LaBoille at the bar.

    “You know, LaBoille… How did you act like a bully when you were so scared? What happened to being the vice boss?”

    LaBoille smiled awkwardly at my question.

    “Haha… Originally, I started with a friend from the street named Kai… If Kai was my face, the size of the organization would soon grow and collecting money would become easier…”

    “Yeah, your face and size are enough to scare everyone…”

    Certainly, with that face and size, it would be effective in scaring people.

    “But is it okay for you to go around like this with me? Even if it’s an organization in name only, isn’t it dangerous to do personal activities carelessly?”

    LaBoille looked at me with a serious expression on his face, holding his pants with trembling hands.

    “Well, so…I have a little favor to ask you.”

    “Please?”

    I was a little curious, so I asked LaBoille, and he slowly opened his mouth.

    “You idiot, you can do that on your own!”

    After hearing that request, I gave La Boille a hard hit on the head.

    “Nu, sister…”

    The request was such a ridiculous request that he asked if he could protect him because it was clear that if he left the organization, his friend named Kai would feel betrayed and retaliate against him.

    “Hey idiot, I’m going to stop now! Eat well and live well! Isn’t it okay to do it?”

    “Well, but…”

    “And you said you were friends? Are you really going to get revenge on me? Of course, I don’t know if it is truly a huge organization or group, but it is a small organization in name only.”

    “Yeah, right?”

    LaBoille smiles and scratches his cheek.

    “Even if that happens, the real strength is not to run away because you are scared, but to have the courage to face it. Laboil”

    Seeing that frustrated look, I took a sip of my drink.

    “Yes…”

    Looking at that blank voice, it seemed obvious that he couldn’t say anything and was just giggling, but that was my mistake.

    Has it been about 4 days since then?

    It was a day with light rain.

    It was one of those days when I felt strange and a little worried because I couldn’t see the guy who used to come to me every day, whether it was raining, windy, or snowing.

    In the end, he was so scared that he couldn’t say anything and ended up going back to the organization?

    That coward will definitely do that.

    When I thought about it like that, I felt a little annoyed.

    As I walked into the man’s shop to do some maintenance on my weapon, someone hit a wall in the distance, stumbled, and waved to welcome me.

    “Sister…are you here?”

    “What is it? What’s wrong with you?”

    LaBoille’s face was as limp as dough, as if his face had been ground on the floor, and blood was streaming down here and there.

    LaBoille had blue bruises on his body, and his leg must have been injured as he limped towards me.

    I ran to LaBoille, who fell as he approached, and helped him up.

    “Hehe, sister…I mustered up the courage to say it. As a result, I don’t think it will be possible for me to leave the organization…”

    The guy grinned and gave a thumbs up with a trembling hand.

    It was a bit surprising that this guy, who I thought would be speechless and at a loss, found the courage to speak.

    “That guy who is called a friend…is he really a friend?”

    “Yes…?”

    No, the guy who tried to use that face for his own benefit will not have any friends.

    I guess he just knocked on La Boille because he felt like his money-making would disappear.

    A real friend would have been surprised that this coward had the courage to speak up and helped him start a new life.

    As I thought about that, feelings of anger began to swirl around me.

    After leaving the dead woman at the shop of Mr. Sadgeul, I took the large sword and started searching around the alley.

    As I searched for stores that had been doing favors, I was able to quickly find their hideout.

    Why am I so angry? Is it because we have developed a little affection?

    Now that I think about it, I’m not sure why he treats me like a sister, but if he thinks of me like a sister, I should respond in return.

    “Now!! Attention!”

    As soon as you kick in the door of the hideout, they are swarming around like cockroaches in a sewer.

    “The person who touched my brother?”

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