“I-is this an illusion? Or has something happened to my head? There’s a naked woman in a place like this –”

Slice.

“No, this is reality. And who are you calling naked!”

“D-don’t mess with me! A crazy woman dressed like that –”

Slash.

“Please be killed quietly! Also, I am not particularly strange!”

Rita and Saria were swinging a glaive and a halberd, finishing soldiers one after another. They seemed quite displeased for some reason.

“Nee-san, the way we look doesn’t seem to be popular. Why is that?” asked Rita.

“Hmm, even though Bocchan praised us and called us cute…” Saria was puzzled as well. “We’re even wearing capes as he told us to.”

Even as they tried to solve this mystery, they continued to produce large quantities of dead corpses.

Now that they were wearing Magic Item capes, their stimulating backsides were covered, but the front of their bodies was still exposed. In fact, it was possible that the capes were emphasizing the exposed portions of their bodies.

“But there are other people who expose their bodies a lot as well, right? Like Kachia and Bilde,” said Rita.

“Basdia reveals quite a lot as well,” Saria added.

“I don’t reveal that much!” said Kachia in protest, from a spot a distance away from them. She was right, but the sisters didn’t respond to her words.

“Damn it, you monsters! Die!”

The surviving archers fired arrows at them. The arrows found their marks at the sisters’ exposed stomachs and chests, but they passed straight through their targets.

“Ah, Nee-san, there are healthy enemies over there,” said Rita, pointing at the archers.

“Well then, I’ll back you up with my bow, so you charge at them, Rita.”

“Okay.”

The two of them didn’t pay any attention to the arrows and began their counterattack. Saria switched weapons to her bow, and Rita charged at the archers. She was faster than she looked.

“I-impossible!”

“I mean, you’re using iron arrowheads against our spirit form bodies,” said Saria, firing an arrow that pierced straight through a soldier’s armor and into his chest.

“Though even if you hit our armored parts, these arrows would just bounce off anyway.” With these words, Rita began robbing the archers of their lives with her glaive.