I’m a Human Loved by Non-Humans

He glanced briefly at Haniel, witnessing an unbelievable sight.

With a single blow. Haniel had just killed a Binder with one strike—a being that even the greatly strengthened Regan had to struggle against.

It was impossible. But Regan had no time to continue his amazement as he had to move his body to face the remaining ones that kept attacking his openings.

However, Haniel in the distance… was gaping with a bewildered expression, unable to take her eyes off the exploded body of the Binder.

“…W-what was that just now?”

It was clearly no ordinary attack.

Especially that golden aura that shimmered around the axe when she threw it…!

At that moment, as if answering the confused Haniel, the status window burst forth.

Ding!

Congratulations!

You have successfully used vitality for the first time since coming to this world to purify a creature from the Rift.

“What?”

Using vitality for the first time now, despite considerable time having passed since coming to this world, would be impressive to anyone.

“What the hell?”

You have achieved an accomplishment.

Well… this is usage.

You receive an additional vitality bonus of 30.

Current vitality: 515

Ah…

Haniel’s eyes, which had been narrowing sharply, instantly transformed into those of a gentle lamb.

The term “vitality 30” had enough power to make her ignore the status window’s seemingly mocking words.

Moreover…

‘Isn’t this magic? To be able to kill such a monster in one go!’

Magic.

I can use magic now…!

The golden aura surrounding the axe. Haniel clearly remembered that energy seeping into her after her intimacy with Nasir.

To think it could be utilized like magic! Isn’t that amazing.

Had she finally obtained the splendid power that matched the romance fantasy she had been longing for all this time, the kind of fantasy she had dreamed of?

As Haniel’s lips quivered while clenching and unclenching her hands, a status window appeared before her eyes like a bucket of cold water being poured over her.

Passive Skill (Vitality Usage)

10 vitality has been used.

“Huh?”

Well… this is usage. Vitality usage.

Usage means to “spend.”

The status window was holding onto Haniel’s mind like a senior training a new employee who was excited about magical powers, telling her so.

Her focus returned to Haniel’s eyes, which had momentarily blurred with joy but suddenly became aware of reality.

‘D*mn it! No, my dryer…!’

Was this how it was meant to be used?

Haniel’s neck tensed at the unexpected expenditure.

Automatic vitality usage. Did this mean that all of Haniel’s attacks would now include this power called vitality in this way, and that the vitality she had preciously accumulated would leak out like water from a cracked pot?

Haniel barely contained her anger as she muttered inwardly.

‘No, no. But I saved Regan, so it’s worth it.’

What was it called, a new chapter about Rifts?

Yes, thinking about it, in almost any game, resources collected in the early stages rarely remain valuable until the end.

Resources designed to be collected in large amounts early on usually mean you’ll need to spend a lot of them in the next chapter…

This suggested that the precious vitality Haniel had collected would leak out like water in the future.

With a terribly distorted face, Haniel picked up her crossbow and loaded it. Then she began shooting arrows frantically while shouting loudly.

“Uaaaaaaah!”

Twang! Twang! Arrows shooting out like light, surrounded by golden energy.

Thwack! Screeeech! The Binders hit by arrows burst into sharp death cries, their armor-like shells exploding.

And the cheerful sound in her ears.

10 vitality has been used.

“Uaaaah! D*mn it all!”

10 vitality has been used.

Combat success!

Your combat proficiency increases by a total of 20.

Combat(74)

And so Haniel poured attacks toward the Binders attacking Regan, as if avenging her small and precious vitality she had collected.

Thwack! Thwack! Screeeech! A scene of carnage with blood and screams everywhere. Among them, by far the most desperate sound was Haniel’s battle cry as she operated her crossbow.

“…This is for the dryer I was going to buy! This is for the dishwasher! This is for my tied-up housing deposit!”

There probably isn’t even a deposit system in this world, but perhaps she had too much resentment from her previous life.

Twang, twang! Haniel’s crossbow was drawn without rest, busy shooting arrows filled with the true anger of a homeless tenant.

“What is this…!”

Regan, seeing the Binders he had been facing suddenly explode helplessly, looked back at her while gasping for breath.

The creatures from the Rift, all now fallen to the ground. The small human figure of Haniel stood firmly at their end.

Was it Regan’s illusion? Her eyes seemed to be faintly glowing golden like dawn in the twilight.

At that sight, Regan unconsciously closed his trembling eyes and then opened them again.

Wondering if it was an illusion shown by his body longing for the sun after being trapped for hours in this tomb-like place filled only with the pale light of fungal growth.

And when he opened his eyes, there was Haniel with a clear face.

“Huff, haack.”

With an innocent face that had never killed even an ant, now covered in disgusting fl*ids, smiling confidently.

“…Are you hurt anywhere?”

Haniel, standing with a bold smile, reached out her hand to him and said so.

Regan’s Adam’s apple moved up and down as he was momentarily speechless. He moved his lips and finally spat out.

“Thanks to you.”

“I’m glad. There were so many gathered around you… I was worried.”

Though I used a total of 80 vitality!

But it should be fine since Regan is safe. It’s not a waste at all.

Haniel smiled somewhat awkwardly while widening her eyes.

Current vitality: 435

Vitality drained in chunks. She roughly pulled out the axe embedded in the Binder’s corpse with a deliberately nonchalant expression.

After that, their progress flowed surprisingly smoothly.

The battles that had been strenuous as they went deeper into the Rift, even though Regan and Haniel worked well together, began to proceed smoothly as if oiled.

It was all thanks to the vitality that Haniel was sending out with tears in her eyes… but now there was hope that they could easily handle and safely overcome even stronger and more vicious creatures that might appear.

The most bewildered by this situation was Regan.

‘Were Rifts… like this?’

How could this be a Rift? The Rift he remembered was hell.

The horrific memory that had made him swim in a sea of blood and screams now seemed like a dream.

By now, several parts of his body should have been torn and broken beyond recovery.

Could this truly be the disaster known as a Rift, which supposedly devoured and twisted all living beings, time, and space?

Regan, who had just killed an unbelievably strong enemy with relative ease, exhaled deeply.

Do people in the outside world know that Rifts can be conquered this way?

He couldn’t shake the feeling that things were proceeding strangely easily and favorably for them.

If in the past, the Sun Wolf troops who fell into Rifts had crawled painfully in darkness without a single ray of light, groping their way forward… the path that Haniel and Regan were taking together now was like a road bathed in bright sunlight.

And that sunlight was being cast by Haniel.

What kind of auspicious power, what kind of vision did Regan’s one and only mate possess?

Haniel was leading Regan, finding only the “right paths” in this Rift with its countless diverging routes.

Even when the ground twisted with a sound and the path suddenly changed, or at intersections where multiple paths split in different directions going up and down, Haniel stepped forward without hesitation toward a certain path… and soon that path proved to be the correct one.

As if she knew exactly where to go…

Like she had eyes that could discern truth, see the essence of things.

Just like that magical power she had begun wielding at some point after entering this Rift.

‘And she still claims she’s not a fairy…’

A crooked smile appeared on Regan’s lips.