I was Reincarnated as the Youngest Child of a Villainous Noble Family Who Controls the Kingdom from Behind the Scenes

"What's happening! Royal Guard! Protect us properly!"

Due to an attack by unknown assailants, my father, the king, is in a state of panic.

The Royal Guard is skilled, but since the identity of the enemy is unknown, we cannot afford to be careless.

Just as we were about to head to the prearranged evacuation route, the window shattered, and several enemies burst in.

"Eeeek! Help me!"

"Don't let the enemy near His Majesty!"

The enemies, expressionless, are heading straight for my father, whom we are protecting.

This sensation feels familiar.

Yes, the way they attack emotionlessly, focusing solely on their target, is just like those who were protecting Duke Hezler.

I deflected one of the enemy's attacks with a deflect and simultaneously struck back.

"Haaaah!"

"Ugh!"

After I took down one enemy, my father clung to me from behind.

"L-Leticia! Well done! You're amazing!"

"Father, please step back. We need to retreat. Please move away."

"What are you saying! If I move away, I'll be killed!"

"Just do it!"

I couldn't suppress my anger at my father's pitiful behavior.

He should be the one worrying about the safety of the students, but instead, he's hiding behind me, only concerned about his own safety.

"Don't think you can get close to His Majesty!"

"They're tough!"

The Royal Guard is putting up a good fight, but the enemies are formidable.

The mages from the magic corps are also struggling, and the difference in strength is becoming apparent.

"B-Balfont... call Leorg! What is he doing!"

"Father... no, Your Majesty! Please calm down!"

"He can handle this! Call him immediately!"

"...!"

Suppressing my unspoken anger, I continue to fight the attackers.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something glint.

I dodged instinctively, and at the same time, something was hurled at incredible speed from outside the window, embedding itself into the floor.

It was a spear.

Looking outside, I saw someone perched on a tree outside the school building.

A shirtless man with countless spears on his back was whistling, preparing to throw a second one.

"Whoo! Can't take you down in one shot, huh?"

"Who are you people!?"

"I'm Alopo, vice-captain of the 6th Division of the Grim Reapers! We're taking over this academy, so if you could just cooperate, that'd be great!"

"Grim Reapers...!"

The way he revealed his identity without hesitation suggests he's confident of victory.

"Who's that guy? Leticia, I can handle him alone."

"Lucille, don't underestimate him. Judging by the strength behind those spear throws, he's highly skilled in physical enhancement through magic."

I'll leave the projectile user to Lucille.

I need to get my father to safety.

"Father, this way!"

"A-ah, are you sure this is the right way?"

Gritting my teeth, I protected my father as we moved away from the scene.

* * *

"A little kid is going to fight me? You're really underestimating me, aren't you?"

"Gross!"

The disgusting, half-naked pervert is sitting on a tree branch, completely mocking me.

A musclehead who throws spears with magic enhancement is no match for me.

"Hey!"

The pervert threw a spear.

It was fast, but I could shoot it down with an arrow—

"Ah!?"

"Hey! Close one!"

My arrow was deflected, and the spear came straight at me.

I barely dodged, and the spear shattered the floor of the hallway.

H-hey, not bad.

"My spear-throwing skills are no match for your puny arrows, baby!"

"Huh? You think you've won with that? It's enviable how easily trash like you gets overconfident."

"Hey hey hey hey! Scared, little brat?"

The half-naked pervert wriggled on the tree branch. Disgusting.

I'm also using magic enhancement, but the difference in mass is just too much.

Arrows versus spears—it's no contest.

"Alopo! Second throw! Here we go!"

This time, he threw two spears at once.

The hallway was getting riddled with holes, and the school building was on the verge of collapsing.

It's like a rain of spears.

"Hey hey! I became the vice-captain of the 6th Division of the Grim Reapers with just this!"

"Wow, impressive."

"Killing is simple! All those complicated magic formulas are just showing off! Even your bow and arrows are just for show!"

"Bow and arrows are for show? This isn't even a technique. Oh! Did it look like one to you? Eww..."

"Y-you brat...!"

He's getting angry, veins popping on his forehead. What a joke.

"Hey hey hey hey! Just die die die!"

I can't counter, but dodging is easy.

Just move around randomly, and eventually, he'll run out of spears.

But what should I do?

Killing him would be easy, but that's not enough.

What would Alfis-sama do in this situation?

While I was thinking, the hallway and walls were getting destroyed, but as expected, the half-naked pervert ran out of spears.

"Whoops! Ran out..."

"Idiot! You just kept throwing them like a fool! Moron, loser!"

As I taunted him, the half-naked guy lunged at me.

He yanked a spear from the hallway and started swinging it around.

"Hey hey hey! Did you think I couldn't fight up close!?"

"Whoa..."

Now it's close combat.

But thanks to the training I did with Alfis-sama in the mountains, this feels like slow motion.

"Hey hey hey hey! Can't do anything but run, huh!? Little brat! Your master's true level is showing!"

"Huh? Who are you talking about?"

"The guy from the Balfont family who keeps a brat like you around must be pretty pathetic!"

"Hey."

My arrow blew off one of the half-naked pervert's arms.

"Uwaaah!? Ugh... my arm, my aaaaarm!"

"Zero-distance shot. Eliminate all unnecessary movements and enhance only the necessary parts for an instant. The strain is minimal."

"Damn it! You little brat!"

"Oh? Where'd all that confidence from earlier go? Oh! Did you leave it somewhere along with your brain?"

The half-naked pervert, now missing an arm, staggered and tried to grab a spear with his other hand.

I blew that arm off too with a zero-distance shot.

"Ugyaaaaah! Aaaaah!"

"Hey, I'll give you a chance to correct what you said earlier. Whose true level is showing? Huh, loser?"

"H-hyaa..."

"Can't even talk now? You really are an idiot. Moron, moron, moooooron!"

I aimed my bow at the half-naked pervert's back as he tried to run.

"H-help..."

"Hey, loser. Running away?"

"S-stop..."

My arrow pierced through the half-naked pervert's back.

He collapsed face-first onto the hallway floor.

"Loser."

I added that last insult to the half-naked pervert's corpse.