Trapped in a gacha game, I will steal all the heroines.



"If there's anything left, right?" Drakion smiled, but as he turned his face, he saw Dantalian with his body covered in golden energy, smiling back at him and disappearing in front of him. At that moment, his body froze, realizing Fiona's footsteps getting closer and closer.

' I'm dead... '  That was the only thought in Drakion's mind.

Upon observing Drakion's state, Fiona would realize what had happened, but before she could make any move, an overwhelming pressure emerged, and in her vision, she saw only a blur heading towards her. Without time to respond, she simply accepted the blow.

"Let's make a bet?"

The blur, in fact, was just the motion of my arm extending forward, coming within a few centimeters of Fiona's face.

Fiona held my hand at that moment, and a numbing sensation began to spread throughout her left arm, making her wonder:

"What would have happened if he had punched me?"

But avoiding that feeling, she spoke while giving her consent, holding my hand.

"What kind of bet?"

With a smile on my face, I started speaking.

"It will work as follows..."

While talking to Fiona, Drakion watched us from afar, seeing two monstrous beings at a level he could never reach, which made him realize how foolish he had been trying to deceive not just one of them, but both.

"So, it will be ten attacks?" Fiona spoke thoughtfully.

"But are you sure about the conditions?"

"Of course, after all, it was me who proposed them."

I raised my arm, pointing to the north.

"Shall we then? I don't want my city to be destroyed."

The memory of when Fiona ordered her servants to attack the city came to her mind.

"I guess it's too late for that."

"You don't have to be like that. After all, your servants have already paid the price."

Instead of appearing irritated or scared by this information, Fiona simply smiled and said:

"Oh really? What a shame, it seems I've already lost one to you then."

"Seems like it, so do you think you can tie the score?"

"I don't know, maybe I'll push myself a little further."

"Oh please, you saw me being incinerated. You don't need to worry, I can handle it."

I leaped, landing on top of a house, looking at Fiona.

"I think we've had enough talking."

Fiona jumped, landing beside me.

"That way, at least we get to know each other a little better."

Fiona started running, jumping from the house, touching the tip of her left toe in front, and leaping to another house. As she continued this way, she distanced herself from me.

"Always competitive, as she has always been."

With the divine power activated, I covered my legs, leaping to the ground and starting to run in the direction I mentioned.

Going back a few minutes in the past, one of the hooded figures was about to invade a tavern when an arrow pierced through his skull, causing him to stay still for a few seconds before dropping dead to the ground.

On the rooftop of a theater, more than four hundred meters away from the tavern, Amanda stood with her body and everything she held transparent, camouflaged by the color of water due to her unique ability called Chameleon. Surprised by what had just happened, she spoke:

"The master was right, these people are very weak..."

"Ahhhhh, get away from me!"

Amanda turned her head to see where that scream was coming from. It was a group of children in front of the puppet store, being surrounded by three of the hooded figures. The three wore masks with sad expressions.

"Alright, I can't forget the mission the master gave me: eliminate their existence."

Amanda took three arrows, holding each one between two fingers. Arming her bow, she activated her only ability among the three, Buzzard Eyes, firing the three arrows which, upon losing contact with Amanda's fingers, became visible again.

"Get out of the way, kids, if you don't want to..." The hooded figure in the middle had his speech interrupted as an arrow was lodged in his skull.

The children, upon seeing the three men fall dead to the ground, ran away in desperation. At that moment, Amanda began shooting at every hooded figure she saw, not only to prevent the children from encountering them again, but also to save other people and, at the same time, reduce their numbers further.

However, being unable to deal with all of them due to the city's vastness and her limited supply of arrows, the adventurers would take care of the remaining ones.

Going back a few minutes in the past, inside the guild, Freytan stood outside, waiting for the arrival of the hooded figures.

"Finally, it's time to act. Let's test you."

Freytan looked at the Sakura sword, opened the guild's door, and, looking back over his shoulder, said:

"I hope no adventurer below Rank Purple stayed here because now we will begin our competition."

The hooded figures began to run and started looting and destroying everything they saw in front of them.

Freytan slid his left leg back and spoke:

"Remember, every head is worth a gold coin. Kill them all."

At that moment, he advanced towards the hooded figures, beheading one of them and splitting two in half.

"Come on, sweetheart, I don't want your flowers, just the money."

Freytan released his sword, throwing it into the air and grabbing the hilt again, hurling it towards the hooded figure with the unfriendly mask. The sword pierced through his head, shattering it, and a few seconds later, Freytan appeared in front of the woman who was selling flowers.

"Go to the guild and ask for a gold coin. They will understand."

The woman, frightened, let the basket of flowers drop. The shock that should have been caused by the death of the hooded figure was now due to the gold coin she received.

' Dantalian, what are you thinking, using your own money for this? ' Freytan thought, looking at the woman's eyes shining now with her body covered in blood.

Now, in the present, I arrived at the place I mentioned, where a simple yet beautiful vast green field stretches out. Free from any vegetation other than the lush grass that uniformly covers the ground, in the center of this wide space stands an imposing tree, with a sturdy trunk and a wide canopy. Its leaves in a blue hue contrast with the surrounding green.

"What do you think?" I say, looking at Fiona sitting on the tree branch, legs crossed, with a fixed gaze on me.

"Destroying a beautiful place like this will be interesting, so shall we begin?" Fiona spoke, with a cold air starting to escape from the corners of her mouth.