Episode 84

Blanche, who had defeated the remaining monsters in an instant, ran towards where Ricardo was.

Fortunately, it seemed that he hadn't been defeated yet.

There were no sudden attacks from a group of monsters like just now, so Blanche felt relieved.

No, it wasn't just that.

No monsters had come from behind either.

Upon realizing this fact, she felt a belated sense of unease.

She was worried that he might have been pushed to his limit.

"If not, there wouldn't be a single monster around me. I clearly told Ricardo to send three monsters each."

Blanche's footsteps became even more hurried.

In an instant, Blanche shouted, "White Dragon! Hold on tighter!"

"How can I hold on any tighter than this?"

It was just as she said.

The White Dragon was desperately clinging to her shoulder with its childlike claws.

Even without using its wings, it felt like it was soaring through the sky.

Blanche was running, but because she was running too fast, the dragon was hanging halfway in the air, clinging to her shoulder.

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The water scattered in the air, caught in the large pupils of the divine beast's eyes.

How much time has passed. | Fortunately, she was able to appear in front of Ricardo at the right time.

Blanche took out a [Frost Bomb] from her inventory.

In an instant, a gas-like smoke rose and the relentless blow of the headless knight froze.

The giant bat's fireball was hit by a bullet piercing through the [Frost Bomb] and dissipated in the surrounding cold.

However, there was no time to relax as there were about a hundred monsters near them.

Ricardo was covered in sweat, dust, and the blood of monsters from head to toe, shaking his shoulders.

"Blanche. . . ? What is this?!"

"I'll answer later!" She immediately detonated a [Frost Bomb] in the air.

In an instant, nearly a hundred monsters froze.

But it's not over yet. More monsters were running towards them from beyond the horizon.

Level 772.

His level had increased by 10.

However, despite frequent level-ups, Ricardo seemed more tired than usual.

Because of this, Blancshe passed him and stepped forward. "I'll give you ten minutes. Rest well during that time."

Without waiting for a response, she swiftly moved forward, shooting bullets at all the frozen monsters, shattering them into pieces.

With the busy "Peace Maker" emitting smoke and sparks, Blancshe's shoe soles were worn out in real-time.

She continuously caught Ricardo's gaze and moved without hesitation.

Blancshe shot a bullet into the chest of the remaining giant bat.

As the giant bat, the size of an adult male, fell against the backdrop of the sunrise, text appeared: "[system/ You have reached level 213]."

"Being able to raise 212 levels in a day without experience fruit. It's possible, huh." Blancshe finally put the two sweaty "Peace Makers" into her inventory.

After raising all six gun-related skills to S rank.

Fortunately, her attack power was not limited to level 1000, so her shooting attack power, raised through skills, was 2051.

If you have the determination, you can even challenge an S-rank dungeon alone.

Blancshee took a deep breath and drank a [Strength Recovery Potion].

The White Dragon, who had been shaking and busy, collapsed onto Blancshee's shoulder.

Just then, Ricardo asked from behind her.

When she turned around, Ricardo was approaching her, putting the [Masked Ball's Sword] into his inventory.

Just like Blancshee, he had been engaged in a long and messy battle.

Finally, Ricardo was relieved to know that she was unharmed.

His smiling face was quite charming, and Blancshee felt her fatigue melting away.

She was taken aback. Moreover, unexpectedly, her palm was getting hot without even holding hands with Ricardo.

Blancshee tried to act nonchalant as much as possible.

"Of course. If something like this happened, the name of the Consigliere of the Giato Family would be in jeopardy."

In an instant, Ricardo's expression softened.

Blancshee quickly looked around, avoiding his affectionate gaze.

"There is no suitable place to rest amidst the corpses of monsters. We must wait standing until the magician who can use teleportation magic arrives."

"Wait a little longer."

Blancshe frowned and grabbed his hand, which was covered in the blood of monsters.

"Why? What are you planning to do again?" Ricardo tightly held Blancshe's hand and smiled broadly.

"I didn't accept your words as a command. I'm just doing it because I want to."

His demeanor was detached from the brutal scenery of the monster-filled surroundings. As Ricardo started to clear away the monster's corpses from a distance, the White Dragon whispered in Blancshe's ear. "That guy really likes you, it seems."

"Of course."

Blancshe answered without hesitation, feeling proud and worried at the same time. "The Ricardo in the original work wasn't such an honest and pure-hearted man."

Even in the hidden ending with Anastasia, Ricardo was the embodiment of 'absolute evil. '

After a while, amidst the disgusting stench of the monster's blood, his gentle voice reached Blancshe. E1

"Come here, Blanche."

After clearing away the corpses of the monsters that had gathered in one place, Ricardo took out a red velvet cloth from his inventory.

And after laying the cloth on the floor,

he took out a chair from his inventory with a backrest as tall as an adult man.

| The chair was an exquisite work of art that could be used by noble families.

It was also a splendid chair adorned with golden reliefs.

Blanche asked, "Where did you get this?"

It was a lie. It was something Ricardo had been carrying around to give as a gift to Blanche.

It's not just that.

Half of Ricardo's inventory was not his own.

Even though he knew she wouldn't accept his heart, he wanted to give her gifts piled up like a mountain if the opportunity arose.

But is there anywhere she doesn't like?

Blanche did not sit on the chair. Instead, she stared at him intently. This made Ricardo tense up.

He was afraid that he might have done something that she didn't like again.

"Why?"

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Finally, a faint emotion flickered in Blanche's expressionless face.

"It's late, but happy birthday. Ricardo."

The Blancshe who said those words seemed a little embarrassed.

However, Blancshe ignored this fact.

Blancshe's cheek twitched. "Don't say that and take a rest. What are you going to do with that body again?"

Blancshe responded with a puzzled expression. "My feet?" "Yes, your feet. Does it hurt, Blancshe?"

Blancshe finally followed Ricardo's gaze and checked her own feet. The soles were swollen. It was because the shoes were worn out from the recoil of the gun she had been shooting.

He gently persuaded her. "Sit on the chair, Blancshe. I'll treat you."

It was a permission. Ricardo willingly knelt down on one knee next to her foot.

It seemed like her right cheek was slightly wrinkled in pain. Finally, Blancshe's revealed feet couldn't be described as fine even without words. The red flesh was exposed where the skin hadn't peeled off completely.

Not only that, on the back of her feet

Blood was dripping down vividly.

Ricardo's eyes twitched as if he was in pain.

Unusually, he made an annoyed expression in front of Blanche.

"I know you don't handle pain well, but don't hold back until it gets to this point next time."

"I don't want to."

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Ricardo clenched his mouth in dissatisfaction at Blanche's firm response.

He had so much to say, but he knew it wouldn't reach her.

He understood and was frustrated. He burned with anger.

Suddenly, Blanche knelt in front of him, leaning forward and smiling sarcastically.

"You should know without me saying it. Just like now. Isn't that right?"

Ricardo's voice, filled with both disgust and hope, trembled weakly.

"Really, Blanche? Will you allow me to be by your side from now on?"

He looked at Blanche with an anxious gaze.

Because of this, she could only look down at him with an indescribable expression.

Blanche didn't mean she would keep Ricardo by her side.

Furthermore, she couldn't understand why she said such words.

She couldn't comprehend it either. It was just allowing him to be by her side, not a kiss or sharing a bed, that made him happy.

Ricardo, I don't understand you. Why are you so desperate? Why are you doing this to me?"

"Because it's you that I fell for. Blanche, you always make me want to strive."

His rough cry, answering with a hoarse voice, subsided.

Blancshe became even more confused in that moment. | Eventually, Ricardo took out a healing potion from his inventory and washed her wounds.

His touch was as sincere as someone washing the feet of a saint.

Also, he took out a [Top-grade Health Potion] that could be exchanged for 5,000kg of gold.

Clear red liquid, a color that can be described simply as strawberry, poured generously over her feet. | In the blink of an eye, Blancshe's wounds seemed to have healed.

But this was not the end. Blancshe suddenly blinked at the cream-colored shoes that popped out of thin air.

"What's with those shoes again?" "It's your birthday present. I couldn't give you a birthday present this year, so I kept it separately in my inventory."

The villainess received the worship of the family and

Note: Unrevised