‘Oh no. It’s too cute!’

Rosé clenched her fists, ready to stomp her feet in excitement.

Oh my god, where else could there be such an adorable creature?

A round, white fluffball reminiscent of a baby bear was waddling along. From a distance, it looked just like a cute teddy bear.

‘The hidden f*tish is also a teddy bear. Does that mean it likes dolls?’

So, if I just gift it a doll, will I get a critical hit? No, even the f*tish is too cute!

“Sir Emmett, let’s go help Sir Raiden!”

“He can handle that level of magic alone.”

“Still!”

Rosé pleaded, even tugging on Emmett’s sleeve. She wanted to see that adorable appearance as closely as possible.

Emmett frowned and asked in an irritated voice,

“Are you worried?”

Worried?

Oh, Sir Raiden.

“Um… well, a little?”

Even though she answered kindly, Emmett didn’t seem pleased. His eyebrows lowered even more than a minute ago.

“Because he’s your comrade, Sir Emmett.”

Rosé added, trying to read the room. It seemed to be a better answer. Only then did Emmett relax his frown and turn the horse around.

“Just this once.”

Oh, as if he’s not going to keep helping.

Even though he said that, his movements were urgent. Emmett was clearly worried about Raiden too.

When the two arrived, Raiden had already dismounted and was facing off against the white bears.

Three cute baby bears were shaking their heads and letting out adorable roars at Raiden.

“Roar!”

‘Ah, so cute!’

Faced with those cute baby bear monsters, Emmett drew his sword and stood shoulder to shoulder with Raiden.

Raiden, who had his shield raised, glanced at Emmett and sneered.

“Was this also that woman’s request?”

“Yes.”

Roar!

The White Bear wobbled towards them, shaking its chubby body from side to side.

Raiden infused his shield with hex and charged at the monster opposite him.

Thud!

“Roar!”

Raiden’s shield struck the monster’s crown. The monster staggered, unable to maintain its balance.

Rosé couldn’t help but clasp her hands together. Despite being a monster, its cute appearance evoked a sense of pity.

“Roar!”

The white bear fighting Emmett met the same fate. Its leg was cut off, and it rolled down the mountain.

‘So pitiful…’

“Roar!”

One surviving white bear wobbled towards the two with all its might.

Emmett and Raiden swung their weapons simultaneously from both sides.

Slash!

Thud!

“Roar…”

The white bear, with its limbs severed, was buried in the snow.

“I didn’t need your help.”

“Of course.”

Emmett, with a cold smile, sheathed his sword and turned away. Raiden hurriedly grabbed his shoulder.

“Are you really planning to go up?”

“Yes.”

“Just because she asked?”

“No.”

Emmett forcefully pushed Raiden’s hand away and looked at him with clear eyes.

“Because there are still people alive.”

For a moment, a similar emotion passed between their eyes. It was a familiar look for the two who had led the First Division together as Captain and Deputy Captain. A determination to save lives, not for honor or wealth.

Damn it. Raiden ruffled his hair and reluctantly spoke.

“What’s the plan?”

“Miss Mora has the key. First, we get the people out of the detention center…”

“What if they swarm us?”

Raiden laughed hollowly as Emmett hesitated to answer.

“See? No plan after all…”

“There is a plan.”

Just then, Rosé, who had dismounted, walked over to the two. Raiden could only scoff at her confident eyes.

“Let’s hear it then.”

Rosé moved her hand below her waist and opened her inventory.

At first, she thought of showing her master’s bead. But as she reached into the inventory slot,

Growl…

‘The sound of a white wolf!’

All three turned their heads simultaneously towards the sound.

A pack of white wolves was baring their teeth at them. They were in a semi-beast state, with long fur and protruding muzzles.

“That plan of yours, use it now.”

Raiden sneered as he raised his shield. Rosé hesitated and looked through her inventory slots.

Her master’s bead could only be used one more time. It had to be saved for the final protection of the missing people.

“Let’s deal with those first.”

Emmett, with his sword infused with hex, glanced at Raiden. Raiden shrugged as if to say, ‘Of course.’

Growl!

Sensing the hex from the two men, the white wolves charged in a pack.

Raiden slammed his shield into the ground where he stood. The red hex surrounding the shield formed a dome that protected the three of them.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The white wolves clawed at the dome. The barrier, which would have been impenetrable to ordinary magic, began to crack under their assault.

Raiden strained to reinforce the hex. It was a significant amount of magic, and he couldn’t hold out for long.

“Damn it, Emmett! Hurry!”

Meanwhile, Emmett, with his sword infused with hex, leaped out of the dome.

The blue-glowing sword instantly severed the arms of the wolves pounding on the dome.

“Roar!”

Several wolves lost their arms and rolled away, but more monsters emerged from the darkness than expected.

Emmett gripped his sword and counted. Ten, no, eleven.

Even considering that he understood their attack patterns, the difference in strength was significant.

“Humans! Capture them!”

The white wolves, tireless, charged at Emmett.

Raiden helped by casting defensive barriers around him, but the wolves’ sharp claws quickly shattered them.

Raiden grimaced and searched for Rosé. As much as he hated to admit it, they desperately needed the help of the Black Cloak right now.

“Black Cloak!”

‘I know that too!’

Rosé bit her lips hard as she looked through the inventory slots.

Apart from the bead, there were no useful items. They were all useless decorations.

‘There’s also a d*ldo, but its durability…’

Rosé habitually touched the slot where the d*ldo was, just like any other item.

The last time she checked, the d*ldo’s durability was 1.

‘Huh?’

But now…

Glass d*ldo Imbued With Holy Power (S-tier)
A glass d*ldo imbued with high-concentration divine power. Made with S-tier magic stone, it is extremely durable.
Effect: Strength ++++++
Durability: 30/30

Rosé widened her eyes and checked the item window. Did I see it wrong? The d*ldo, which had only 1 durability left, was now fully restored to 30.

‘How did this happen?’

“Damn it, Black Cloak! Right now!”

Raiden’s voice, which was almost a shout, came through. There was no time to think any further.

Rosé closed her eyes tightly and pulled out the d*ldo.

“Aaaaahhh!”

Rosé dashed out at full speed and charged at the white wolves.

Emmett and Raiden both stared in bewilderment at the shining weapon that passed by them.

Just now, that thick rod-like thing…

Thud!

“Roar!”

The thick rod displayed unexpected destructive power. Could the rumor that the Black Cloak could defeat monsters with a single finger be true?

With just a light touch of the rod-wielding hand on the monster’s arm, the monster suddenly turned to dust and disappeared.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

“Roar!”

“Roar!”

“Ah! Roar!”

Every time Rosé swung the rod, the monsters vanished with a scream. The tide had already turned.

Emmett unconsciously dropped his sword and watched Rosé’s battle with a dazed expression.

‘That light… is it hex?’

For an ordinary human to fight against monsters, an awakening of supernatural abilities was necessary. If so, that light must be the hex they were familiar with.

But was it a coincidence? Emmett had never sensed any hex aura from her before.

‘If it’s not hex awakening, then could it be…’

The dazzlingly white light bursting forth. Emmett knew of only one weapon that could explain that light.

‘The Sword of Asker.’

Thud! Thud!

“Spare me! Ugh!”

“Run away! Aaaah!”

Realizing the power of the d*ldo, the monsters started retreating one by one and eventually fled in a hurry.

Rosé wiped the slight sweat from her forehead and watched the backs of the fleeing monsters.

‘Oh… what a waste.’

The more she thought about it, the more she couldn’t shake off her regret.

To destroy such delicious monsters with her own hands was really…

‘To think I’d miss absorbing s*men.’

Rosé sighed deeply inside and brushed off the powder from the d*ldo.

When the Creator granted the ability to absorb s*men to the transmigrator, it was all for a reason. It was all a sacred consideration and a gift.

“You… what on earth was that just now…”

Raiden approached Rosé with a face as pale as if he had seen a ghost.

Oops. How should I explain this? Rosé looked at the d*ldo in her hand with a troubled expression.

The die was already cast; it was too late to take it back. Since it was for everyone’s survival, was there any need to hide it now?

‘I guess I have no choice.’

“What do you think it is?”

Rosé smiled brightly as she held out the glowing d*ldo, brighter than an LED light.

“It’s the plan.”