30 Years after Reincarnation, it turns out to be a Romance Fantasy Novel

A normal human cannot defeat a monster.

Some claim that with enough effort, perseverance, and sheer determination, even the strongest of beasts can be slain. But that is nothing more than a philosophical notion—it has no bearing on reality.

Simon understood this well. He knew he could not defeat monsters, much less creatures of nightmare.

Sure, he might be able to take down a thug or two, but anything beyond that was beyond his talent or effort. That was why he hired mercenaries and free knights as his escorts.

However—

"Fighting them is one thing, but what about just killing them?"
"…Excuse me?"
"Think about it. If we don't concern ourselves with honor or method and focus solely on the goal—killing the monster—wouldn’t that change things?"
"……."
"Poison, drugs, weapons—if you use them without hesitation, wouldn't your odds improve? More importantly, who in their right mind thinks of fighting a monster barehanded? Humans use tools. That’s what makes us human. What good does brute strength do against a monster?"
"…Sir, are you really saying this?"
"What? What's wrong with that?"
"……."

…Coming from a man who could slaughter thousands of monsters with his bare hands, the advice seemed oddly unconvincing. But the point still embedded itself in Simon’s mind.

If honor and method didn’t matter, he could kill.

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"I need to figure out a plan. Any specific advice?"
"What am I, your babysitter?"

Fair point.

Simon was serious. It wasn’t just about how he had been played—what truly enraged him was how a vampire had dared to manipulate the Guild. As the Guildmaster, that was something he could never tolerate.

The Guild.

An organization of the weak.
A gathering of the downtrodden.
Vermin.

People ridiculed it, spat on it, treated it as scum.

But the Guild had its own pride.

It was created by those who, despite their weakness, still dreamed of changing the world.

That was why this could not be forgiven.