Scáthach stared coldly at the group before her, murderous intent practically overflowing from her crimson eyes.
And she was not alone.
Behind her stood numerous powerful women, each carrying their own weapons.
At this moment, if these fools failed to provide a convincing explanation—
Scáthach would likely slaughter them all without hesitation.
Trying to rob someone inside Izumi's world?
That was no different from courting death.
And worse—
These idiots had actually tried to rob Youmu Konpaku.
Who was Youmu?
Although the little half-phantom swordswoman normally lacked much presence, the people backing her were absolutely terrifying.
Behind Youmu stood Yuyuko Saigyouji.
Behind Yuyuko stood Yukari Yakumo… and Izumi himself.
And who exactly was Izumi?
He was the guardian, benefactor, and beloved man of countless girls present within this world.
In other words—
All of them stood behind Youmu as well.
As for that godhead?
Nobody here was stupid.
Everyone understood perfectly well that the Sword God Divinity had obviously come from Izumi.
Trying to steal something he personally bestowed?
That was simply suicide.
Under the terrifying gazes surrounding them, the troublemakers trembled in fear.
Just as they were about to desperately explain themselves—
An icy voice suddenly echoed across the arena.
"Kill them."
It was Izumi's voice.
Naturally, he had been observing the situation from the very beginning.
Inside his own world, someone dared attempt to steal his belongings?
Why would he keep such people alive?
The instant those words rang out, countless expressions changed drastically.
"N-No—!"
"You can't do this! We're guests here—!"
Before the man could finish speaking, Scáthach's crimson spear pierced directly through him.
At the same time, the others also attacked.
Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!!
In an instant, the entire group was riddled with fatal wounds.
Not a single one managed to resist.
Seeing this scene, many nearby spectators felt their hearts turn cold.
They finally understood something important.
Inside this world—
Certain people absolutely could not be provoked.
"Hm?"
"What's going on here?"
"Tsk, why didn't anyone call me?"
A frivolous voice suddenly rang out from above.
The next moment, a winged girl descended casually from the sky.
The newcomer was none other than Jibril.
The moment she appeared, many people subconsciously shuddered.
After all, Jibril's reputation within Izumi's world was… questionable.
Mainly because she loved causing trouble far too much.
Scáthach looked utterly speechless after seeing her arrive.
"You came at the perfect time."
"Clean this up."
She pointed directly toward the corpses on the ground.
Hearing that, Jibril immediately rolled her eyes.
"Tch."
"You people only call me over for annoying jobs."
Despite her complaints, she still casually flicked her hand.
A mass of purple flames instantly flew out.
Within moments, the corpses were completely reduced to ash.
Then, with another wave of her hand, the ashes scattered into the wind and vanished into the world itself.
Clearly—
She had done this countless times before.
The spectators nearby genuinely did not know what expression they should even make anymore.
After that brief disturbance, the tournament quickly resumed.
With several people publicly executed, no one else dared stir up trouble so casually anymore.
This incident effectively served as a warning to everyone present.
This was not their home world.
Here, there existed countless individuals capable of crushing them effortlessly.
After realizing that fact, many people immediately became far more cautious.
After all—
If you died here, then you simply died.
Nobody would avenge you.
Nobody would care.
Meanwhile, after the disturbance ended, Youmu remained standing quietly in place, her emotions extremely complicated.
"Lady Yuyuko… Lord Izumi…"
She naturally understood where the Sword God Divinity had come from.
All this time, she had refused to spend the points Yuyuko gave her.
Instead, she secretly saved everything.
Why?
Because she feared that one day Yuyuko and Izumi might separate.
As the caretaker of Hakugyokurou, Youmu believed she needed to prepare for that possibility in advance.
If that day ever came, she wanted to ensure Yuyuko could still live comfortably without worrying about food or money.
In a sense…
Her thoughts were painfully simple.
And honestly, if Izumi ever learned the full extent of her worries, he would probably laugh helplessly.
Break up with Yuyuko?
Impossible.
Once someone became part of his family, there was no chance Izumi would ever let them go.
It could only be said that Youmu worried far too much.
There was absolutely no scenario where Yuyuko would ever leave.
Meanwhile, back at Hakugyokurou, Yuyuko smiled warmly at Izumi.
"Thank you, dear."
"That girl really caused you trouble."
Hearing that, Izumi merely waved his hand dismissively.
"It's nothing."
"Some people were simply too arrogant and needed to be taught a lesson."
"After this incident, I doubt anyone in my world will dare behave so recklessly again."
Then his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Fighting may be prohibited in this world…"
"But that doesn't mean killing is forbidden."