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If all Emilia needed to do was 'subdue' this gang of less than fifty scumbags, she actually didn't need much help, and calling in 'reinforcents' would be more of a hassle than anything.
After all, aside from a slight risk of a few of them escaping her notice, to her they were no different from powerless bugs that she could easily crush in her palms whenever she felt like it.
Of course, that would be the sa as removing the symptom while ignoring the disease, and it wasn't really Emilia's style.
What she was looking for was not the first step in the right direction, but a breakthrough that could usher in a fundantal change!
And to do that as 'Emi', she first needed to make the girl unique and unforgettable in the eyes of the public.
Obliterating a gang of human traffickers on her first day in the country may not convince many people of her innocence and cuteness, but it was precisely what would make them look at her as not just another doll on the screen!
Confident as she was in her charm, Emilia knew the limitations of every face she created better than anyone else. And while this one may be able to bewitch a select few, it was still far from the level of creating fanatics with just a single look.
To make changes in Carn without being involved as 'Emilia', she could only be 'sacrifice' these scumbags. Since it was for a good cause, she hoped they wouldn't mind.
If they did… well, she didn't particularly care.
All that being said, Emilia still knew the aning of 'moderation', and had carefully removed anything that would stand out too much before her 'rescuers' entered the scene, such as the tal 'rope' she used to tie the three goons.
As for where and how it was disposed… the princess wasn't taking any comnts.
The police lady who had barged in finally seed to snap back to her senses at that mont. "W-What happened here…?"
Emilia knew the ti had co to put on her show, and she proudly flicked her hair back with a smile. "These fools dared to lay their hands on , and even admitted that they do bad things to lots of people all the ti, so I had no choice but to teach them a little lesson."
Suddenly, as if realizing sothing, the 'little girl' blinked. "… I'm not in trouble, am I?"
"Uh, no no, not at all… j-just, give a mont…" The police chief pinched the bridge of her nose tightly. 'No matter how nonsensical it seems, it looks like this girl really was the one who beat them all up?!'
Of course, while the officer was staring at her without blinking, Emilia was also observing the older girl with keen interest.
Dressed in a uniform with a shiny badge pinned to her chest, the crimson-haired girl didn't need to be a genius to figure out the identity of this woman. It was clear from the mont she had burst in through that door.
The woman continued staring at her intently, to a point where almost anyone would start considering it extrely rude, though it seed like even she wasn't aware of it.
Generous as she was, though, the crimson-haired girl naturally didn't mind her staring, and even smiled. 'She has to be that chief of police that Penny was talking about, right? She looks younger than I expected…'
In the end, the police lady sighed. 'She doesn't look like she's been through anything traumatic at all? But…'
Having served as the chief of police here for over two years already, and many more in less prominent roles, the lady was intimately aware of the strength of these goons.
They may not be particularly skilled in combat, but if there was one thing they had in plenty, it was ruthlessness.
If soone told her they were kind and considerate of others when they weren't forced to be, she would be the first to laugh herself to death.
Quick as they were to run away when encountering real trouble, they were equally as decisive when it ca to crushing those that they could.
She didn't believe for a mont that they must have been beaten up because they were 'holding back' against a young girl.
However, that could only an that despite her appearance, this girl at least had the skill and strength necessary to subdue—!
"W-Wait… those are—?!"
Emilia realized that the woman had only now shifted her eyes away from the center, and finally noticed the mountain of 'trash' in the corner. "Ohh, those people? I thought they were good guys at first since they were fighting with the baddies when I woke up, but then they started saying so really an things!"
The police chief felt like her head was going to explode as she reeled back in horror. 'Wait, forget about beating up three gangsters, this little monster actually demolished a whole squad from the Nightingale clan?!'
No matter how hard she stared, the girl looked quite normal, with no extra limbs or weaponized body parts. In fact, she even looked very cute, though nowhere near the level of her princess. 'Wait, even if she looks cute, what kind of a monster have they sent as their mascot?!'
Even if she ranked the first in Blue Dawn in terms of cuteness, there had to be soone less lethal than this girl that they could have sent over, right?
If she were to honestly report everything to her superiors—!
No, at this point, it was not a question of 'if'. It was impossible to silence everyone here completely without blowing the matter up, which would make trying hide anything pointless anyway. Just the existence of the Nightingale clan mbers here ensured that.
But once the higher-ups were to learn about this 'tactical weapon' sent their way… the police chief didn't believe their reaction would be anything to look forward to.
'No, there has to be sothing I'm missing, definitely!'
She was so desperate to convince herself that it only took her a few monts to 'realize' sothing. 'R-Right! The goons and the clan mbers must have fought over so dispute, I-I heard they were going around asking for 'interest', right? That must be it!'
If the little mascot swooped in while everything was almost over, and she was the most naturally talented fighter in the world, this type of outco could still be justified!
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