I continuously kicked off the temple pillars and collapsed roof. This place was narrow yet open at the same time.

Like the slime I fought before, now it was my turn to use the terrain.

My body is lean, and I’m nimble like a squirrel. That’s how I was trained.

If so, I can utilize it.

Whoosh, Tatatat! Taat! Tak!

I kept kicking off surrounding objects, disrupting the Warlock’s line of sight.

He seemed flustered, cast some magic, then stopped.

’I don’t have the ability to run insanely fast. I don’t have the ability to unleash overwhelming power either. But... I have a strategy!’

I am the Debauched Hero, a bastard who enjoys screwing women over with his wits rather than overpowering them with strength.

What has always made me shine is my cunning. Even if it’s just mediocre!

With my aura activated, I moved even faster. Recalling my obstacle training, I breathed in through my nose and out through my mouth.

The Warlock tried to catch me by firing magic, and even predicted my routes.

He was doing things that only hardcore players would do in a game, without reservation.

Nevertheless, I kept dodging as if I knew.

’Oh, Goddess. Just watch for a bit. This is a sacred place, right?’

’That’s enough. That bastard will shackle himself!’

Time is on my side. The question is whether I can endure until that time comes.

Tatatatat! Whoosh!

I kept stalling for time. The Warlock, as if his mana was endless, continuously spammed predictive casts.

’How does a swordsman with a disadvantage defeat a mage? There’s no such way. Just as a top-tier fighter can be taken down by an ordinary person with a gun, just as the weak cannot defeat the strong. But I’ll show you, if it’s a sacred place where mana condenses to this extent!’

I turned my body to the right. The bastard cast magic again.

But it was a feint.

I turned my body to the left again and ran. Kicking off a wall, just as I was about to kick off the next.

[Dark Wave]

Pah-haang! Crash!

As if by a lie, the magic flew to where I was. I kicked off the wall as fast as I could and returned to my original spot. I almost got hit.

He was slowly adapting to my movements. A mere C-rank monster, is this right?

"Ugh!"

My entire body screamed. It began to creak like a broken machine.

My breathing grew more twisted, and my legs trembled from the aura’s risk.

Even so, I didn’t let go of my sword. If there was nowhere left to retreat, the answer was always a head-on breakthrough.

As I ran with my sword in hand, the Warlock was suddenly behind me.

Wooong, Tsutsutsu!

An enormous amount of mana condensed between me and him. Was he going to use that again?

Just as I was about to react quickly.

Flick.

Suddenly, the mana extinguished futilely. The Warlock also froze as if turned to stone. He trembled violently.

’Yes, Goddess. It’s the divine power interfering.’

Finally, that time had come. My time to win!

I took a breath and approached him. The Warlock was currently sealed by divine power interference.

"Hey, that was a bit dangerous, wasn’t it? With the Abyssal Value rising, monsters from C-rank onwards are fucking scary."

I shrugged my shoulders, gripping my sword. Ah, that was really close.

I nodded, looking at the immobile Warlock.

"You can’t move, can you? That’s what happens if you spam magic in a temple or a god-related ruin. Up to a certain level is fine, but if you overuse magic excessively, divine power intervenes and turns the bastard who emitted the mana into a cripple."

This was a setting from the original work. Of course, trusting this wasn’t a gamble.

After all, if mana condenses in temples or ruins, this setting naturally follows.

The Warlock trembled severely. He must have been incredibly angry.

"Then you’d probably want to ask, ’Why are you fine when you’ve been using aura?’ I don’t have mana to begin with. I use aura with item power. So... goodbye!"

Shaak, Screech!

I cut him down in one swift motion. As he died, he dropped loot.

[Enemy Defeated!]

[Acquired 25000 Collector Points (CP)!]

[’Special Leather Handbag’ Dropped!]

[’Micro Bikini’ Dropped!]

[’Abyssal Orb’ Dropped!]

Something about this combination is strange? Is this Warlock bastard a pervert?

Even better. I wanted to give the Micro Bikini to the Goddess.

"Goddess, would you like to try it on?"

Tsk!

The Goddess released her ethereal form and snorted.

"Hmph, are you telling me to wear such a vulgar scrap of cloth?"

"I think it would suit you perfectly."

"Hmph, hmph. I’ll try it on!"

If she wasn’t going to wear it, she wouldn’t have appeared in the first place. Isis put on the Micro Bikini I was holding with a single gesture.

"Oh...!"

It was a design that seemed tight yet appropriately emphasized her flesh, including her breasts.

If this were a beach, I’d want to immediately pin her down and pound her until her pussy juice flowed freely.

Extremely alluring and lewd, hehe.

"I-is that enough? Hmph...."

"Please appear in that form from now on, my lovely Goddess!"

"Hmph, don’t get your hopes up!"

I summoned Lyn and rode with her. A concern arose as I headed towards the manor.

There’s no one to use the handbag right now. My relationship with Fiora and Zara is already good.

I’ll probably have a use for this later.

What about the Abyssal Orb? What is this, anyway? I have never heard of it.

[Abyssal Orb]

Type: Special Item

Description: A special item that cannot be used for enhancement or mana engineering.

「From the void, I have come.」

Upon arriving at the manor, Isis turned ethereal. I considered going to the blacksmith, but it seemed pointless.

After a moment of thought, I clicked my tongue.

’Is that person the only one, after all?’

I headed to where that person was.