How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

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Taking this attack head-on made Corcy realize that weaklings are weaklings, unable to resist him, a Level 8...

"Pfft!"

"Norius? Are you alright? Your acting was way too exaggerated."

The brick flashed a crimson light and struck Norius's belly, the excruciating pain causing his body to bend into a ">" shape.

"Um....?"

Cole was also a little confused.

She looked at her right hand, which was covered in brick fragments, and then at Norris, who was kneeling on the ground, gagging and clutching his stomach.

Ah, I understand!

These days, Cass has been taking her and Brid to all sorts of strange and unusual areas to level up.

Her level increased rapidly; it took her more than two years to reach Lv5, but she reached Lv8 in just a few weeks.

The fact that this person looks like he's in pain means my attack was effective.

Yes, maybe he's a lower level than me, so maybe I can beat him!

Just when Corsi saw a glimmer of hope.

"Don't push your luck, you filthy bastard."

Norris stared at Corsi with bloodshot eyes.

Skill Activation -

"...!!"

A piercing fear, a chill running through my entire body.

All previous hopes have vanished.

Her hands and feet became weak and uncontrollable, and Corsi completely collapsed to the ground.

So scary, so scary, so scary, so scary, so scary.

very scary.

Tears welled in his eyes, and his upper and lower teeth chattered.

In fact, he also possesses a talent—[Pain Sharing].

This talent, which is somewhat ironic for Corsi, is something she tries to compete with, but Corsi's mind is in a mess and she can't think straight.

"Even if your level has increased and your strength has improved considerably, your mental power is far inferior to mine. In all these years, I've fought those dungeon monsters in close combat. How much more of a threat can a [Priest] like you pose compared to those monsters?"

Don't look down on me, you small fry.

Cole noticed that Norris pushed away his companion who was trying to help him and stood up on his own.

Ruined.

What will be my fate?

I was being ridden on by these men, who kept ravaging me until they were satisfied.

One hour?

Or just one night?

I do not want.

I don't want this to happen...

Norius and his companions approached, chatting and laughing.

Colesie didn't even have the strength to lift her head. Norius continued to use "Intimidation," leaving her with nothing but despair in addition to fear.

She couldn't see their expressions, but she could feel their lustful gazes tearing at her body.

Corcy wondered what else she could do, only to find that all she could do was close her eyes...

"This is the end of it. I will not allow you to touch my companions."

A strong, deep voice echoed through the alley.

Behind the four appeared a young man wearing the uniform of the National Explorers Academy.

A powerful sound broke the continuous intimidation that Norius was releasing.

That sound...!

Corcy looked in the direction of the voice and her face lit up with a look of relief. She saw that familiar blue hair and deep blue eyes.

Before Corcy could speak, Norius mocked first:

"Cass, right? That arrogant, pretentious nobody."

Norris took out an 80-centimeter-long katana from the ring, while the other three each took out brass knuckles, chains, and metal baseball bats.

"I heard you've been looking for me?"

The seventh sound.

It sounds very old, yet it's also very magnetic.

Norris immediately recognized that this was a clumsy disguise; the other party had used a device to alter their voice.

But he immediately knew who the real owner of the voice was.

The man had appeared next to Colesie at some point and helped her up.

He was wearing a slightly wrinkled gray hooded sweatshirt, black jeans, a light blue baseball cap, and a black metal mask, but his dark hair revealed his identity.

Norius pronounced the other person's name...

62. Norris will not admit defeat.

“xi.…”

“Ugh!——”

Before Norius could utter the name of Sirocco...

Sirocco quickly covered Corsi's mouth and nose with a handkerchief, which was soaked with a carefully prepared potion.

"Sleep peacefully. This is all just a nightmare. When you wake up, you will forget all about it."

A gentle voice echoed in her ear, and the other person's bangs brushed against the tip of Corsi's nose, tickling her.

Who are you?

With that thought in mind, Corsi closed her eyes and lost consciousness.

““““？ ？ ””””

This inexplicable behavior left Norius and the others completely baffled.

Cass, watching all this from behind, smiled wryly and helplessly rubbed his forehead.

Sirocco was actually quite nervous.

He made this potion using a recipe from the game's memory, mixing various magical potions. He even tried it on himself at home, but the effects only lasted about 5 minutes.

To put it bluntly, Sirocco knew he had contraband...

Fortunately, they managed to make Corcy faint.

Sirocco hadn't originally intended to make Korsi lose consciousness; this was supposed to be Kass's hero debut.

Unfortunately, Norris was far too sensitive to himself; even with a voice changer, he could still tell who he was.

I can't let Corsi know that I saved her.

Stealing the spotlight from the main character is not a good idea.

"Hey, Sirocco... what are you doing, you little punk? You always like to ruin my plans, don't you?"

From Norris's perspective.

It was Sirocco who came out from between the wire mesh door and the incinerator and then knocked out Corcy.

“Shillok? Who’s that? My name is John Smith.”

"Don't pretend to be stupid for me!"

Norris kicked the trash can away, making a loud noise in the deserted alley at night.

"Oh well... never mind..."

Norius let out a sadistic laugh, raising his katana and pointing the tip at Sirocco—

"You delivered yourself right to my door, saving me a lot of trouble. This time, there's no sister for you to hide behind."

Seeing that the other party knew his identity, Sirocco adjusted the touch screen button on the right side of the mask to disable the voice-changing effect:

"Oh, actually I just saw someone planning to do something illegal and disorderly, and I just happened to be passing by out of a sense of justice."

Tsk.

Noris's forehead veins bulged.