The Villainess Is My Cute Daughter

”I will join you.”, she said, her hand resting on her heirloom sword.

And the second she stepped up, the other eight wives stepped forward in unison.

”We will join you, too.” they echoed together.

Adrian gave them a nod.

”Alright. We all move out together.” Draven said as he sent the broadsword into his spatial ring and brought out a huge war axe instead.

”We need to keep the civilians safe. And we have to keep our foot soldiers from suffering too many causalities.”

Adrian nodded again.

And to everyone’s disbelief, Adrian casually lifted his hand and took another massive bite of his sandwich.

It felt incredibly unhinged. He looked like a complete lunatic who did not even care about the dire situation unfolding around them.

Draven just shook his head in pure exasperation. ”Eat up quickly and join us.”

Adrian chewed rapidly and nodded. He started jogging behind the Marquis’s heavily armed family. Draven took the lead, his powerful wives flanked him, and his older children followed closely behind.

Adrian looked back over his shoulder at Aria.

”Stay up on the wall with the archers and fire your long range spells.” Adrian told her. ”Papa will be down with the soldiers to fight the monsters up close.”

Aria gave a nod. She immediately bolted up the stone steps toward the top of the wall.

But she totally copied his behavior on the way up. She actually slowed down for a split second just to get a massive bite out of her gravy soaked sandwich before resuming her sprint.

Adrian basically inhaled his food. He finished the entire giant loaf in maybe two minutes at most. He forced the last bite down, used the cleanse spell to clean his hands up and triggered Dungeon Link.

Heavy steel armor appeared on his body in an instant.

He ran toward the massive gap in the defensive wall to see that his two thousand Oresfall soldiers were already standing there, fully equipped in their heavy armor and holding tight defensive formations.

When Adrian found out a few days ago that a bunch of these men had successfully broken through to the F rank during their training, he had personally congratulated them.

Now, he just took a deep, steadying breath.

He knew that while his modern rifles were incredibly strong, these mutated monsters literally ignored their own pain. Unless his soldiers managed to perfectly blow their brains out with a headshot, the stopping power of a bullet would not be that useful against a rampaging beast.

Compared to that, using heavy swords and polearms was much more dangerous because it required close combat, but it was vastly more efficient for actually stopping the monsters’ momentum and chopping off limbs.

So Adrian did not even bother giving a grand, motivational speech. He just took out his weapons and walked right into the front lines to join them.

He pulled his heavy steel chakrams out of his spatial ring and got ready.

He looked around the vanguard. Almost everyone in the army was using the standard military setup. Holding a heavy kite shield in one hand and an arming sword in the other, while there were only a few elite fighters who were using weapons that were different from the norm.

Adrian was one of them, using his floating chakrams.

Draven was another. The Marquis was holding a huge, two-handed war axe.

And Draven’s first wife was the third. She held two beautifully enchanted longswords, perfectly balanced for dual wielding. As for the heirloom sword, it was nowhere insight so Adrian just assumed that maybe she put it into her storage ring.

Adrian looked over at Draven and his wife.

”Are you guys ready?” Adrian shouted over the noise of the approaching monster horde.

The two of them gave a firm nod.

Adrian looked over his shoulder at his own general. Claire stood right behind him with her shield raised and her sword drawn.

”Stay alive.” Adrian told her seriously.

”I will be right behind you.” Claire said instead of giving him promises.

Adrian nodded back to her. He turned to face the massive gap in the wall.

He looked at the apocalyptic monster horde rapidly closing the distance.

There was no end to them. It was literal sea of monsters stretching all the way to the horizon.

Adrian sucked in a massive amount of air and let it out slowly.

He sent ten steel chakrams floating into the air. The rings immediately started spinning rapidly around his body. He did not make them spin at an incredibly high, blinding speed. He just set them to a moderate speed that was fast enough to easily slice through raw monster flesh and bone without burning too much mana.

But then he suddenly stopped.

He simply pulled the ten chakrams back and put them directly into his spatial ring.

Instead of his signature rings, Adrian reached into his storage and pulled out a handful of strange, small metal objects.

They looked exactly like the steel-tipped arrows he normally used. But they did not have any long wooden shafts or feathers attached to them. They were literally just the steel arrowheads.

He used his telekinesis to float ten of the sharp steel tips in the air right in front of his chest.

He used the exact same method he used for his arrows. He compressed gust into a dense ball right behind the flat back of each steel tip.

Then, he fired.

The ten steel arrowheads shot forward. But because they didn’t have the wooden shafts or feathers, they spun out of control and also lost a lot of speed. The accuracy was terrible too.

They flew through the air and sliced into the front line of monsters, but the damage was pathetic.

Because they lost so much speed and barely had any stability, the steel tips barely managed to scratch the thick monster skins before dropping uselessly to the ground. Some didn’t even cut the monsters since they hit them with their flat sides.