The goddesses attempted to gain my salvation.

[Your magic power is extremely weak right now, making it impossible for you to fight.]

We must absorb magic power as soon as possible.

Otherwise, even if you get to the scene, you'll only be adding to the burden.

In her mind, the Radiant Flame Girl issued a warning.

【Hello! 】

Did you hear me?!

Ryan replied impatiently.

As a result, he was once again criticized by the girl Huiyan for being heartless.

Ryan was well aware of his situation; his magic was almost depleted, and there was nothing around to replenish it.

Now, even the Labyrinth of Light is beyond his reach, let alone those lethal spells that can decide the outcome of a battle.

For example... the form of the Eight-Armed Yama.

Can you defeat a powerful enemy just by relying on physical skills?

That's just wishful thinking!

Ryan knew he needed to replenish his magic.

But the crucial question is, where can I replenish my magic power...?

The properties of Radiant Flame mean that Ryan can convert released magic into magical energy to replenish himself.

Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice.

Ryan is currently depleted of magic and has no one else around him. Is he going to absorb the magic of the civilians on the ground?

The amount of magic power stored in an ordinary person's body is far too small. Even if they absorbed thousands of people, it would be impossible to fill their magic circuits.

It was gone in a few spells.

Damn...

What should I do!

Just then, Ryan caught a glimpse of the shadow at his feet.

How could I forget about her?

Isn't there a person here?

Ryan yanked Yvette out of the shadows, and she knelt on the ground like a little chick.

His face was full of humility.

Seeing Yvette's expression, Ryan couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions.

You know, back in the royal city of Canosa, when Yvette fought against me, she was so unruly, like a proud and confident queen.

now......

Hehe, just like a little maid who's afraid of being disciplined by her master.

It's just that fortunes change.

However... Ryan always felt that Yvette was more interesting and more intriguing when she was still the rebellious type.

Ryan grabbed her hair and lifted her up.

The intense pain caused Yvette to let out cries of agony. Yet, mixed within these cries was a hint of inexplicable pleasure.

The shock that the Eight-Armed Yama form had brought to Yvette was too intense, and coupled with Ryan's defeat of the powerful assassin of the Hermitage, the Martyr, Yvette dared not protest and could only silently endure it.

“Yvette”.

"If I remember correctly, when we met just now, you called me... Master, right?"

Yvette forced a fawning smile, enduring the pain.

"Yes...yes, Master."

Ryan moved closer, his eyes flashing with malice, completely losing his previous gentlemanly demeanor.

Instead, it's more like... a greedy beast.

Yvette swallowed unconsciously.

The pressure from those in power made her face flush and her breathing become rapid.

"Since I am your master, then... what are you to me?"

"Ha, ha, ha..." Yvette gasped for breath, her pupils trembling violently.

Without much internal struggle, Yvette quickly spoke.

“I…I am my master’s…pet.”

Ryan increased the pressure in his hands, lifting her up a little more.

The intense stinging pain caused a whimper to sound in her throat again.

This time, the element of pleasure increased even more.

Ryan carefully savored the emotions contained within.

Then, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

"In that case, as a pet, it is only natural to share the burden of one's owner."

"Yes......"

"Now, give me your magic, not a single drop may be left."

Yvette hesitated.

Upon seeing this, Ryan frowned and unconsciously lowered his voice.

"Why, don't you want to?"

Yvette immediately shook her head: "No!"

"It's just because... my magic circuits... were damaged by my master before."

"Only one circuit remains that can form a complete circuit. If I were to offer you my magic... it would probably take a very long time."

So this is ah.

Upon glancing at Yvette's severed arm, Ryan suddenly realized what was going on.

Previously in the royal city of Canosa, I severed her arm with a single sword strike.

This is getting a bit tricky.

But it doesn't matter, Ryan still has the power of the dream world.

This power can repair Claire's circuits, but Claire's magic circuits are intact, just broken.

Yvette's case was different; her life was severed at its very foundation.

Ryan wasn't entirely confident he could fix it.

As he drew closer to Cold Mountain Town, Ryan knew he didn't have much time left.

Never mind, let's give it a try!

Even a desperate measure is better than doing nothing!

So Ryan placed one hand on Yvette's forehead.

"In that case, let the master lend you a small hand."

Yvette's eyes widened, then her pupils gradually lost their luster.

Her body went limp, and she collapsed into Ryan's arms...

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When Yvette opened her eyes again, she found herself in a dark room.

Candles hung on the walls, casting a dim, flickering light on everything in the room.

This place is filled with all sorts of instruments, which look like torture devices.

Rusty iron shackles, slightly worn wooden tables and chairs, and crosses specifically used to restrain limbs.

Although Yvette didn't recognize these things, having spent so much time in the laboratory, she instinctively sensed danger from these strange instruments. She shrank back, constantly backing away.

And just then, she discovered that her severed arm was completely intact!

"how come......"

"Where...am I?"

Yvette looked around blankly. There were no windows in the room, only a wooden door in the corner leading to the outside world.

Yvette rushed over and pounded on the wooden door.

"let me out!"

"Let me out now!"

Suddenly, a candle flame lit up in the corner of the room.

A figure sat in the corner.

Half bright, half dark.

Why go out?

"Didn't you insist that I bring you here in the first place?"

It's Ryan!

However, the Ryan in front of her was somewhat different from the one she remembered.

He was dressed in a sharp suit, with pure white gloves on his hands and a ram's horn mask covering half of his face.

The half of her face that was exposed had her eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a very gentle smile.

But it was this smile that set off alarm bells inside Yvette's body!