Reboot: Mechanic

Mary wasn't surprised by these four people, swaggering arrogantly into their space and demanding their equipment and resources. 

These types of people are dubbed as the Night Intruders, specifically targeting other people in the wilderness for their loot. They only operate at night time and focus on a small group of people or others that they deemed are weak. 

To mercenaries and other people that came to the wilderness to hunt for monsters, they were the most despised group of people and are considered worse than animals. 

"Woman, I don't have all day, so either you give up your resources willingly or we'll have to use force. Though let me kindly remind you. If we must use force, then I can't guarantee that you won't be sullied." Layn laughed heartily and said. 

It was clear that he was attempting to threaten and gaslight Mary into giving up without any resistance.

"Do you take me as a 3-year-old kid?" Mary asked coldly. "Night Intruders such as you would leave people alive after looting?" 

One main characteristic of the Night Intruders was the fact that they never leave anyone alive after their looting.

After all, this was to prevent anyone from escaping and identifying them. 

Night Intruders are people that lurk in Gearits City as well, so if their identity was to be exposed, then there would be no future for them.

Maybe it was correct to say that some Night Intruders truly had no interest in violating women in the process of their robbing, but that was only a small margin. Most Night Intruders would take everything they can and leave no traces behind.

Layn's expression slightly changed when he heard the tone of Mary. Based on her tone alone, it was clear that she wasn't a bit frightened by their sudden arrival. 

"Heh, it seems like my subordinate did in fact underestimate you by a little bit. Since you know we're Night Intruders, then you should have known about our process." Layn calmly said, not a bit worried about being exposed.

At first, he was posing to be just some third-rate robber. After all, third-rate robbers are the type that only loots without killing, unlike Night Intruders. 

Of course, third-rate robbers aren't as arrogant as them and would always sneakily rob people when they aren't aware. Layn thought that Mary would be an ignorant person given that she dared to come to the wilderness with only one other companion with her.

Not to mention, the fact that she could afford such a valuable vehicle might create a facade of a spoiled young miss sneaking out here for some "excitement". 

"Let's cut the bullshit talk and come at me! I don't have time to waste on idiots like you." Mary suddenly retrieved a dagger from her pocket and said boorishly. 

"Haha, it seems like you prefer a painful death, little missy." Layn laughed wildly before flashing a solemn expression, his eyes glaring menacingly at her.

"Fire at her-" 

Before Layn could even finish his command, he felt a gush of wind had passed by him. By the time he realized something was amiss, he felt his back was sprayed with something. 

And upon turning around, he noticed Kyle was trembling in fear on the left side. 

Confused, he continued the momentum of turning, only to be dumbfounded that his other two subordinates had their neck sliced, with blood spraying out of control. 

It was at this moment that he realized what he felt on his back, was in fact the blood of his two subordinates.

Meanwhile, Mary calmly swung her small dagger around, not an ounce of blood was staining it, a clear definitive of how clean and swift the cut was.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Layn knew they had kicked an iron plate this time.

'This damn Kyle. Didn't he say these two were only playing around in a field without doing anything else? Is this what he called ignorant fools who came out for some fun?' Layn cursed inwardly, his eyes furiously glaring at the frightened Kyle.

Kyle was the person he always assigned as a scout to choose a target to attack, and because his insight was great, Layn placed great value on him.

However, never did he expect this time, Kyle's insight was as good as fart and shit. 

What kind of ridiculous monster did he choose as a target? 

Being prone to fighting most of the time, Layn knew they were beyond helpless in the face of a monstrous being such as Mary. She was able to kill off two of his subordinates swiftly and silently. 

Then wouldn't the same be applied to him and Kyle as well, given the fact that they couldn't even react to what just happened? 

"Y-Young Miss, it is us that failed to see how great of a being you are. How about we talk it out slowly?" Layn dropped his weapon and said nervously.

"We'll give you all of our belongings, so please spare us for offending your great being." He added. 

Mary sighed softly and faked the action of putting her dagger away.

And it was at that split second, Layn pulled out another gun that was hidden in his pocket. He was about to shoot with the gun, only to realize his neck was in a bit of pain.

"What did you say, mister?" Mary tilted her head and yawned slightly, her dagger fiercely closed to Layn's neck. Just one more slight movement of her and it would have made a bigger cut on his neck. 

Layn was sweating profusely and dared not to move a single inch. 

"I-I was wrong, young miss. I didn't mean to offend you," Layn nervously said, though his hands were secretly making a signal at Kyle, who was still trembling by the sideline.

The hand signal was a sign to tell him to attack, and Kyle nodded his head.

A few seconds later, Layn lowered his head swiftly, ignoring the damage done by the dagger, and shouted fiercely, "Do it now, Kyle!"