I, who was eager to retire, became an Imperial General.

Chapter 26 I really don't like your attitude
"If I say it's inconvenient, what will you do?"

Looking at the man in front of him, dressed in a butler's uniform with a fake smile on his face, Serbia narrowed his eyes slightly.

She knew who he was: Pino Dörck, the baron's butler, and also a well-known white glove in the town of Bahamut.

Although banditry has always been rampant around the town, those who know the inside story will realize that these active bandits are almost always linked to the butler Pinault.

Even the Tongxin Society she founded was able to avoid being raided by Baron Hartmann over the years.

It was also because, through the introduction of a highly respected old gentleman, she had sent some gifts to this butler Pinault, even though she never actually met him.

But after the other party sent someone to accept the box of jewelry, she could be considered to have paid her respects.

This gave me a chance to settle down and make a living.

But seeing Pino leading a group of baron's guards to visit him, Serbia instantly realized that the other party probably had ill intentions.

Thinking of this, she immediately increased her vigilance.

His muscles were taut, his eyes fixed on the heavily armed guards who had surrounded him without his noticing, his gaze cold and filled with murderous intent.

If the guards from the Hardman family in front of her showed any sign of attack, she would not hesitate to unleash the magic within her body, instantly transforming into a terrifying half-dragon and annihilating these weaklings with absolute power.

“Baron Hardman admires your strength, and as a commoner, I think you should be honored by it, rather than showing such hostility towards us, shouldn’t you, Miss Serbia Reinhardt of the Concord Society?”

Pino, the butler, said with a forced smile, then raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

The next second, a crack appeared in the neatly arranged wall of people around them.

Immediately afterwards, in the Serbian's narrowed eyes, several members of the Tongxin Society, bound hand and foot, were pushed out.

"Boss, don't worry about us, let's go!"

"You damned noble lackeys, if you have the guts, let go of your grandfather and let's have a real fight!"

Upon seeing their leader, the core members of the Tongxin Society immediately became agitated. However, Pino didn't even glance at the Tongxin Society members who were cursing wildly.

Instead, he slightly raised his left hand, and the next second, his bodyguards immediately understood and slammed the butts of their rifles into the faces of the cursing Tongxinhui members.

"Crack!"

Crimson blood splattered along with the teeth, and the angry curses instantly turned into wails.

Listening to the chilling screams, Pino's face remained unchanged; he simply smiled and took out his pocket watch to keep track of time.

It wasn't until a minute later that he raised his hand again to stop his guards from moving.

Then he had the unconscious members of the Tongxin Society dragged out of the room. Afterwards, amidst the Serbian's somber expression, he once again gave an elegant bow, his tone composed:

"I am deeply sorry to have shown you such a rude scene, but time is of the essence. In order not to keep the Baron waiting for too long, I had to resort to some tricks. I hope you don't mind."

"Butler Pino, you've got some clever ideas. So, according to you, I guess I'll have no choice but to go to the Baron's mansion today?"

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid so. After all, no one can refuse the Baron's invitation, can they?"

Butler Pino smiled, his tone calm, but his arrogant gaze and disdainful expression betrayed his true feelings.

Everything has been said in silence.

And he certainly should be, after all, as Baron Hardman's white glove.

For Serbia, a mere stray dog ​​whom he could manipulate at will with his power, to be personally invited by him was already the greatest blessing for them.

"hehe!"

Seemingly understanding the other party's thoughts, Serbia suddenly chuckled, and then warned Pino again before he could even frown.

The next second, a dazzling red light appeared in the arena, and then, in Pino's constricted pupils, a sharp claw covered with countless scarlet dragon scales rapidly enlarged in his field of vision.

"Crack!"

With the sound of bones cracking, crimson blood gushed out instantly.

"!"

When everyone came to their senses, they realized that Serbia, who had been standing ten meters away from them, had appeared in front of Pino's butler in an instant.

At this moment, her originally wine-red round pupils had been replaced by deep red vertical pupils, and two terrifying dragon horns had grown on her forehead, giving her an overall curly appearance.

The sides of his face were covered with strange red scales, like a natural helmet.

The once tight sleeves were torn apart by the ferocious dragon claws, and in the palm of her dragon claws was a human arm that was still gushing blood.

"Ho, ho!"

Seemingly recovering from the excruciating pain, Pino, the butler whose right arm had been suddenly torn off, immediately changed his expression and collapsed to the ground, clutching his empty arm.

But it seemed that the pain was so intense that even though he was desperately vibrating his vocal cords.

He was unable to utter a complete scream, only letting out heavy, guttural breaths that sounded like his trachea had been bitten off by a wild beast.

How weak!
Serbia looked down at the pale-faced humans in front of him with some boredom, then glanced at the group of baron's guards who were standing there in fright.

She chuckled and casually tossed the severed arm at her feet.

"thump!"

The severed arm slammed onto the wooden plank with a dull thud. It seemed to strike the hearts of the guards, instantly jolting them awake.

They instinctively raised their guns, attempting to shoot this monstrous creature.

However, before they could even make a move, Serbia flicked his fingertips.

A flash of cold light appeared, and the next second, the sound of countless pieces of flesh being torn apart completely silenced the gunshot that was about to ring out.

"Puff puff!"

As if struck by an invisible blade, the once unharmed guards now stared wide-eyed, instinctively clutching their bleeding necks, trying to stop the flow of life.

But it was all in vain.

In an instant, this well-equipped guard of twelve men was completely reduced to twelve cold corpses.

"..."

However, after doing all this, Serbia didn't even glance at it. She simply manipulated her magic and slowly withdrew from her half-dragon state.

She then approached Pino, whose face was filled with horror. Under the other's terrified and venomous gaze, she raised her foot and stomped on Pino's head. A chilling smile slowly spread across her face, which was still somewhat grotesque from not having fully shed her dragon form:

“You’re absolutely right. No one can refuse Baron Hardman’s invitation.”

"But I don't like your attitude, so I have to use some tricks to make you understand what kind of attitude is appropriate when asking others for help."

"Although the methods were a bit violent, I think you, Butler Pino, should be able to understand them."

"After all, I was personally invited by Baron Hardman, wasn't I?"

Serbia looked down at the weaker person he was trampling under his feet, and continued to exert force with his foot.

Only after she saw the resentment in the other person's eyes replaced by fear did she withdraw her foot before her powerful strength could crush the other person's head.

Without giving Pino the butler a chance to catch his breath, Serbia chuckled and spoke to him:

“However, I am now quite interested in Baron Hardman’s invitation, so, Butler Pino, you may lead the way now.”

"Before you bleed to death, tell your driver to drive faster. Maybe with the doctor's treatment, you can save your life."

……

Ten minutes later, in the drawing room of the Baron's Castle.

An elderly man with gray hair and a somewhat plump figure was sitting quietly in the main seat, gently sipping his tea. However, upon closer inspection, one could see that his eyes were somewhat unfocused, indicating that his attention was not on tasting the tea.

Instead, he was thinking about something else.

He only slowly came to his senses when he heard hurried footsteps coming from the entrance of the reception room. Looking at his secretary's flustered expression, as if she had already foreseen a certain outcome, he couldn't help but sigh.

He then interrupted his secretary before she could speak, saying:

"Alright, I understand the situation. Go and arrange for someone to dispose of the body later. Also, has the person I asked for arrived?"

“Uh, Lord Micah…”

"No need for explanation, I'm already here."

As a gentle voice rang out, Serbia, wearing a fitted vest and straight trousers, walked into the reception room with a smile.

His wine-red eyes looked at Baron Micah at the conference table, a slight smile playing on his lips. He then bowed slightly under the other's scrutinizing gaze and said:

"Serbia Reinhardt greets Your Excellency."

"Ah."

Looking at the polite Serbian, Micah Hardman nodded slightly, ignoring the secretary's nervous gaze, and waved to him, saying:

"Alright, Tom, you can go out now. This is a guest I specially invited. I have something to discuss with this lady. Everyone else, please leave."

“But… alright, Lord Micah.”

Despite her deep confusion, the secretary suppressed her doubts under the baron's unquestionable gaze.

After gesturing to the guards standing watch in the corner, he bowed and left the reception room, thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

"Squeak."

The door closed, and the entire conference room returned to silence.

Sunlight streamed through the window into the room, but instead of bringing warmth, it made the atmosphere inexplicably cold.

Looking at the woman before him with her gentle smile and seemingly harmless demeanor, Baron Micah remained silent for a moment before speaking first:

"It seems that Pino's cleverness has brought him unbearable consequences. Although this was not my intention, in my opinion, since the person involved has paid the price with his life, our friendship should not be affected by this."

"So, if you don't mind, please take a seat. This is a half-dragon lady from the Empire."

"!"

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(End of this chapter)