Heroic Spirit: I, Shinji, have tried my best.

“…Hey, do you think those [ghosts] will come back again, meow?”

"Who knows? They've died so many times, yet they still come running here one after another."

"But speaking of which, don't you think the [Ghost] that came this time is a little strange?"

"What's so strange... You're just worrying too much!"

The guards guarding the stone peaks were chatting casually. It would be a while before someone would come to take over their shift, so they seemed very casual.

The cat girl who played the prank at the beginning always felt an inexplicable sense of unease at this time.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that the way that person looked at them last time was terrifying... It was like the suffocating feeling of being stared at by a superior race.

But because it was only a moment, she wasn't sure if it was her illusion...

"Based on the previous ones, that guy probably won't be coming back..."

"Of course I can't come back! The people over there are very cruel... Wait, someone is coming!"

One of my companions suddenly smelled a strange scent while chatting, and this scent was accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

Several people became alert instantly, ready to respond to the enemy's arrival at any time, but when they really saw the appearance of the person coming, they were still stunned.

Black robe...skull mask...

…Is there a new [Ghost] coming?

"No! The smell of blood is coming from him!"

"Tick-tock...tick-tock..."

On the blade hidden under the cloak, blood that had not yet dried dripped from the tip of the blade onto the ground.

The masked man left another orc gathering place and came here again...but unlike the last time he came, he was now covered in blood, and there was a splash of blood on his white skull mask.

Several orc guards didn't know what to do for a moment... Logically speaking, no matter whether this person was new or old, they could have just put him in the new row.

But the situation this time is a little special... There is such a strong smell of blood, I am afraid that the other party has killed a lot of people...

They weren't even sure whether it was each other's blood or someone else's.

"…stop!"

"Are you the [Ghost] from before? Or are you new here? Or... an enemy!"

"..."

"Hey! Didn't I tell you to stop?"

"..."

"Tsk, damn it! I'm afraid this person has bad intentions..."

After shouting many times without success, they could only treat the opponent as an enemy, regardless of whether he was a [Ghost] or not. If they killed the wrong person, then he would have to blame himself for his bad luck...

Several orcs assumed fighting stances, looked at the approaching figure, and suddenly rushed forward at an astonishing speed, with several attacks landing on the opponent in an instant.

There was only a crisp sound, and a large stone was broken into pieces, scattering in front of the surprised people...

"Disappeared?"

"Isn't this... the stone I just sat on..."

"..."

"!"

Several people hurriedly turned back and saw that the masked man had passed through their guard and entered their base easily.

When they rushed back, the figure had disappeared...

"Oh no...something bad has happened. We need to tell the Queen right away!"

"Oh my gosh, meow!"

Catwoman, who was the fastest among the group, immediately agreed and ran through various buildings at the fastest speed in her life. After climbing over several houses, she arrived at the house where the queen was.

Without caring whether it was rude or not, Catwoman pushed open the wooden door and shouted to the group of people who were still leisurely drinking tea:

“Oh no! Someone… huh… someone broke in!”

"That guy with the strange mask and a lot of blood on his body..."

"We just launched an attack on him, but he flashed in in an instant!"

"..."

"…What's wrong? Don't you believe what I said? Why are you looking at me like that, meow…"

As soon as Catwoman entered the room, she began to introduce herself with gestures and excitement, but everyone in front of her, including the Queen, remained silent, which made her feel wronged as if she had been subjected to cold violence.

Until another orc pointed at her back with a horrified look on his face, Catwoman realized something was wrong and turned her head mechanically...

"..."

A bloody mask suddenly appeared before my eyes.

"Meow!!!"

Catwoman was so frightened that she jumped up and quickly hid under a table nearby:

"That's him, meow!"

The queen sitting on the high seat frowned as she looked at the blood-soaked figure and recognized that the other person was the [Ghost] who had just left.

She was already quite surprised to see that he was able to survive, but now the blood all over his body made her even more wary...

"I remember you were supposed to be submitting a peace proposal, so why did you end up like this?"

"..."

The other party did not answer, but just threw out a bloody scroll.

The orc queen took the scroll and opened it, and saw the signature of the leader of another orc group was clearly written on it!

[It actually worked! ]

The queen was shocked and looked at the blood-stained man in disbelief. She knew without thinking that the negotiation must have been very tragic...

"I understand. I will send someone to inquire whether this signature is true. If it is true, then we will abide by the agreement and become your helper."

"…If you think that's the only reason I'm here, you're wrong."

Then, under the puzzled gaze of the Orc Queen, the masked man walked through the gate and walked straight towards her.

The knife that had been hidden under the black robe was also taken out. It had long been stained dark red with blood, but the cold light on it could still be seen.

"what are you up to!"

The other orcs couldn't sit still anymore. They didn't look like they were going to have a good negotiation...

The two female orcs immediately stood up and blocked the other party's way forward. As the leader, the queen would naturally not be afraid of such a blatant provocation... She had relied on her hard power to sit in this position, and now she was really underestimated!

But the next moment, her eyes met those strange eyes, and her movement to get up froze instantly. She looked at the figure that brought her a huge sense of oppression in disbelief:

"What on earth is this..."

At the same time, her subordinates were unaware of this. They still firmly believed that their strength must be superior to that of the other side, and now the other side's actions were undoubtedly a provocation to their beastmen!

"This is my last warning... If you dare to come closer again, you will bear the consequences..."

However, the other party still ignored their warnings and continued walking forward on his own. This arrogant attitude completely angered the two of them.

"【Blood Bad】!"

The familiar red blood energy exploded from the two men, the fangs in their mouths and the claws on their hands became ferocious, and then they rushed up at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye.

In an instant, they easily tore the arrogant figure into pieces, but before they could laugh at each other's weakness, the torn limbs floated in the air as if they had no substance.

Then, accompanied by the sound of "wa wa" and flapping wings, it turned into a group of crows and flew away...

"!?"

The flock of crows circled above everyone's heads, then gathered in front of the orc queen and transformed into the human figure just now like a magic trick...

"!"

Seeing the enemy suddenly coming in front of her, the hair on the Orc Queen's tail stood up, and a strong sense of crisis kept coming, but why couldn't she move?

"Um…"

As she was trying to control her body in fear, the back of a bloody long knife lifted her chin, and the strong smell of blood made her shudder...

"There is one thing you must remember, Werebeasts... All [Ghost] missions are just [Notifications]. They will only carry out tasks within the mission, and your mission is just to accept it..."

"Please note that I am not negotiating with you. This is an order... [Accept] or [Die], you must choose one..."

"And from now on, if the [Ghost] is killed and cannot reach you, it will be regarded as you have refused to [accept] this option... Then the next one to come to you will no longer be a [Ghost]... but a [Dead Spirit]."

After saying this, he jokingly patted the orc queen's smooth face with his blood-stained hand, leaving a dirty blood mark on it:

"I hope I won't come here again... Otherwise, there will be no more Werebeasts in the world..."

"boom…"

The figure in front of him exploded into countless feathers, and turned into a group of crows in the air and flew away, leaving only blood and black feathers on the ground...