Is it wrong to try to meet someone in a dungeon?

"My Lord Fate—My Fate!?"

Just then, Haruhime's scream reached Mikoto's ears.

"!!"

Her almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise.

Life restored the light to his eyes, and he mustered all his strength for the sake of the girl.

"Hahahaha!? Are you really Level 2!?"

Samira cheered when she saw that Ming had not fallen despite her continuous attacks and had not lost her fighting spirit.

He was hit repeatedly with punches, knee strikes, and elbows from the side. Despite being covered in blood, he still tried to keep up with his opponent's movements, defending and dodging.

She fought back bravely, displaying Far Eastern martial arts, but the gray-haired fighting prostitute dodged them all with her innate instincts.

(You can't win using adventurer tactics!!)

In the midst of fierce offense and defense, Ming narrowly escaped fatal wounds time and time again, screaming inwardly.

Continuing to fight fairly against an opponent who is only a second-tier adventurer will never break the deadlock. Fate has decided this, and pride, restraint, and even courtesy to one's adversaries have all been thrown to the winds.

"Listen carefully, fate. Ninjas—are despicable."

The voice of the warrior god (Takemikazuchi) echoed in my mind.

"Surprise attacks, ambushes, traps... using various techniques to achieve their goals—that's what makes a ninja."

His beloved god said sternly:

So to put it bluntly, this technology is probably not suitable for you.

He said he really didn't want to teach himself this technique, but then added:

Many ninjas would do anything to uphold loyalty, because they have a lord they must protect, and their beloved ones.

Then, the God of War (Takemikazuchi) smiled.

"As long as your beloved is on the battlefield—you, with your earnest and gentle nature, will surely become a ninja better than anyone else."

Devoting oneself to loyalty and righteousness

He devoted himself to loyalty to Chun Ji.

Give me the means to save her!!

Kicked away by Samira, Ming, who was flying through the air, reached into his waist pouch and slammed a prop onto the ground.

"What—smoke screen!?"

"A smoke grenade!"

Samira and the other Amazons were taken aback when they saw large plumes of white smoke rising from the ground.

The smoke grenade was taken from the treasure vault along with the flashbang. Seeing their own faction's item being used by the enemy, the combat prostitutes were greatly shaken.

Ming and Samira, who were in the center of the ring, disappeared completely into the depths of the smoke.

"Where!?"

As several combat prostitutes returned to the altar to heighten their vigilance, Samira, her vision shrouded in smoke, looked around anxiously. Her presence was perfectly concealed, undetectable even to second-level adventurers, which made her panic for the first time.

The next instant, a dark figure appeared behind her.

"—There it is!!"

Samira grinned fiercely and turned to deliver a high kick.

She reacted with astonishing speed to the swaying smoke behind her, and then stared wide-eyed.

"clothing!?"

What she kicked through was merely a young girl's short blouse.

Substitution Technique – "Empty Cicada".

Then, taking advantage of her surprise, fate truly came close to her from behind this time.

"Turning"

He leaped into the air and his legs clamped down on Samira's face as she turned around.

To deal with an opponent whose vision is blocked and who is stunned, he roared and performed a backflip.

"—Aa ...

Full Moon Slam (Thunder Control).

She slammed the enemy's head, which she had trapped between her legs, onto the stone floor with tremendous speed.

“Wu!?”

With a deafening roar, the stone slabs were smashed and shattered, and Samira's head was buried completely in the ground.

"Haa, haa...!?"

Beside the erratic-breathing Samira, whose neck and above were buried in the ground, swayed and collapsed.

Witnessing the powerful slam he unleashed the moment the smoke cleared, the surrounding Amazons were speechless.

Using a short-sleeved shirt as a stand-in, her upper body reduced to nothing more than a white cloth wrapped around her chest, she stood up unsteadily. Seeing that despite her numerous wounds, the light in her eyes had not faded, the fighting prostitutes hesitated for a moment, taking a step back.

"...Hehehehe, you've got quite a knack for that."

As his shoulders heaved, he looked around, trying to figure out who his next opponent would be.

The giantess (Friline) seemed to find it amusing, shaking her swollen shoulders.

"How pitiful~"

"...?"

Ming looked at the Amazon team leader who was speaking in a hoarse voice.

Seeing her suspicious look, Aisha, who had been silent until now, spoke up.

"It's not over yet."

Immediately afterwards.

A voice sounded from behind fate.

"————"

A life frozen on the spot, looking back behind.

In front of her, the brown body, with its hands on the ground, pulled its head out with a "pop".

She let out a "plop" sound, pulled her dirty head out of the ground, shook her face like a dog, and then stood up.

"That's pretty impressive...you've got some skills."

Samira turned her neck, making a clicking sound, and smiled with her eyes narrowed.

Seeing the Amazons whom he could not defeat despite his best efforts, he was shocked and horrified, and tasted the bitterness of despair.

The brutal disparity in strength, known as Lv., was staring her down.

"Okay, continue!"

"ah!?"

Samira approached and punched her in the cheek.

Faced with an opponent who, despite being injured, still possesses remarkable skill, the already battered and bruised man is utterly powerless to resist.

"Ahhh...!?"

As Chunji shed tears and lowered her head, Samira continued to beat Ming mercilessly, as if to vent her anger.

The girl was brutally bullied amidst the sounds of beatings, a sight that brought a look of pleasure to the giantess... Just then, an Amazon came from the palace and reported something to her.

"Huh?...The 'rabbit' ran away?"

"Y-yes."

"Hehehehehe! What's so great about Lady Ishtar? She's nothing special~"

Upon hearing that Bell had escaped Ishtar's grasp, Frini laughed loudly.

She sneered at her own god while opening her mouth wide.

"—[Rookie], I bet you're hiding somewhere peeking! If you don't come to the rescue soon, your precious friend is going to kick the bucket!!"

She shouted at the top of her lungs, in a voice that made all the Amazons around her pound their ears, towards the surrounding towers and corners of the gardens.

The giantess (Friline) was certain that the boy who had escaped from the clutches of the goddess of beauty (Ishtar) would come to rescue Haruhime.

"..."

—In fact, she was right.

Bell arrived at the sky garden about five minutes late.

He abandoned the route from the heavily guarded palace to the sky corridor and instead ran and jumped up the outer wall of this annex, which was constructed of a divine tower.

Bell hid at the base of a tower surrounding the garden, intending to use his position as bait to distract the enemy and then destroy the "Killing Stone" as planned. However, the sight of the girl being tortured made him clench his fists.

Just as he thought he couldn't take it anymore and was about to rush out,

"Lord Bell!!"

The girl's loud shout stopped Bell's actions.

Not only him, but many Amazons were also taken aback. They saw a man covered in wounds, panting heavily, his arms hanging limply at his sides, clenched into two fists, his feet firmly planted on the stone ground.

She shouted at the boy, whose whereabouts were unknown, and glared at Samira with a fierce look.

"Oh... but what can you do next!?"

He took a kick to the temple, and his upper body became unsteady.

But she gritted her teeth and held on, while Samira beat her mercilessly.

"No time!?"

The victim, who was about to be beaten, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The pale stone slabs gradually turned red.

The altar in the center of the Sky Garden also began to change color. Bathed in the light of the full moon, the Moon Sigh Stone emitted a sobbing and trembling sound, and red and blue particles rose upwards.

Around Haruhime, who was bound by chains, pale red light particles danced and leaped about.

"Sally, when the time comes, let's do it!"

Seeing this, Florini's eyes curved into a bow shape as she gave instructions to the altar.

The Amazons nodded in response, holding their ceremonial swords, the "Killing Stone" on the swords radiating a brilliant light.

Aisha looked down at her hands, her toes pointing towards the altar alone—

"You stay right here!"

"..."

But it was blocked by Florini's enormous body.

The female giant and heroine clashing, the female warriors (Amazons) watching from the sidelines, and then the white-haired boy who couldn't wait to rush out—while at the same time casting a trusting glance at something.

All of this was beyond her sight; she continued to be beaten by Samira, muttering to herself:

"Beyond..."

The girl's bluish-purple eyes concealed a resolute brilliance.

"The opponent's..."

Samira, engrossed in the moment of battle, didn't notice.

"……predict……"

Then he let out a hoarse, low murmur of command.

With his last bit of strength, he dodged the punch and grabbed Samira's chest.

"what?"