Her cheeks had been flushed red for a long time, even while she was muttering. Lara, who had been muttering randomly without even knowing what he was saying, realized belatedly that the man in front of her was not saying anything.

She slowly raised her head and saw him smiling quietly. “I guess I should go now.”

At the same time as he said that, the man’s palm landed on Lara’s head. Lara blankly stared at the man’s back as he patted her once and smiled before leaving. It seemed like he was going up to the floor where the slave auction was taking place, but she couldn’t chase after him or call him.

‘How could he do something like that so casually?!’

He must have been a strange man, touching a lady’s head so carelessly. But even so, was it because she was strange that she didn’t feel bad? Lara had to keep her head down for a while because her heart was pounding strangely.

<It’s not too late. Chosen One, even now, you are putting the female protagonist in danger.>

‘Putting the female protagonist in danger?’

<There must be a cliché where the male protagonist saves the female protagonist from a desperate situation for the male protagonist and female protagonist relationship to develop rapidly.>

‘No matter what, it’s not like God is telling us to do this!’

<This is not the time to be nitpicking! Shouldn’t you save your brother from the non-cliche?>

Lara, who came to her senses belatedly at the urgent voice, threw away the surgical chin rest and left the operating room.

‘But, if the female protagonist gets seriously injured… … .’

<Isn’t it already certain that the male protagonist, the Emperor, has arrived here? We can’t just blow up the cliché like this.>

The Emperor? Lara tilted her head and thought of that man just now.

Since His Majesty the Emperor is here, it means that the man who came here with Him must be someone who is supporting His Majesty in the place where He is. Lara, convinced that her guess was right, input new information about him into her head.

<Even if you’re in danger, the male protagonist will save you. You’re afraid to jump when all the safety equipment is in place. Just close your eyes and do it!> Lara eventually made up her mind to intentionally harm the female protagonist after being persuaded repeatedly. If she took Elina2 to the slave auction house, which was the centre of the incident, she would face some kind of danger.

She tried to drag Elina2, who was leisurely reading a magazine in the waiting room, upstairs, but when she arrived, the waiting room was empty.

‘Where on earth did she go… …?’

Lara quickly left the room. When she returned to the prison, all the prison cells were empty. Lara crossed the long prison corridor. At the end of the corridor was a new corridor.

When she reached the end of the corridor, she was able to find stairs leading up to the upper floor. She carefully climbed the stairs and opened the door, revealing a red carpeted corridor. “We captured the auctioneer and all those who attended the auction. We also managed to rescue the women who were taken as slaves.”

“It seems that they also captured men and children, and there seems to be a separate prison where they are being held. This is, the structure of the building is so complicated like a maze, so where are they being held…?”

When loud voices were heard from not far away, Lara hid behind the wall and peeked at them. The knights’ faces clearly showed that they were in a state of distress. ‘What should we do now? It seems that they have already finished suppressing the scene.’

<Slave auctions are largely divided into two cases. The female protagonist is sold and the male protagonist bought her. The case of being sold is a cliché where the female protagonist is kidnapped and becomes a slave on stage, while the case of being bought is a cliché where the female protagonist accidentally participates in the slave auction and rescues a handsome man.>

‘That means… … .’

<There is a high probability that one of the male protagonists is among the captured slaves. This is what we should aim for.>

Somehow Elina2 had to save the male protagonist before the knights. No, she had to make her save him.

Lara quickly turned around and ran to a corner to avoid the knights. She thought that if it was a remote place, there might be something there. However, all the doors were open, as if the knights had already finished searching.

‘It can’t be this easy.’

Elina2 wasn’t there, and she didn’t know where the male protagonist was, so she was at a loss.

<Lara, that’s the door.>

At that moment, the voice of God was heard. I thought she was just talking nonsense, but it seemed to be useful.

Lara went into the door that God had told her. The room was already a mess because the knights had already torn it apart. A bookshelf filled with books, a half-rolled carpet, a fallen chair, and a messy desk drawer. Lara was looking around the room when she heard a rustling sound from under the desk.

“Who, who?!”

Lara, who was very alert, looked back at the place and suddenly a head appeared on top of the desk. The clothes he was wearing were so tattered that they looked like rags, and through them, you could see delicately woven muscles.

The man who had completely raised his body put his hand on the desk. His hands were bigger than most men, and his fingernails were grown like those of a beast. It was a moment when his golden eyes flashed through his messy blond hair. The man jumped over the desk and ran towards me. “Gyaaaaak!”

Lara, who fell backwards, swung the heavy object in her hand with her eyes closed. It was a movement driven by her survival instinct.

A loud “Ppaak” sound rang out. When she opened her eyes, she saw the blond man who had collapsed on top of her.

<What are you doing to Nam-ju right now!!> “Th-th-th-that’s Nam-ju?!”

<That’s right. His name is Krion. The male protagonist, who is in charge of the large dog position, is a beautiful and magical dragon.>

Lara looked down at the thick book in her hands. She felt dizzy at the blood on the corner of the book. “… Seo, Seot, Seo, No way.”

Blood was slowly soaking the floor, dyeing her dishevelled blond hair. The god’s voice could no longer be heard.

Lara, whose face was pale, stepped back behind Pavabak. Her butt felt cold from being rubbed, but somehow she didn’t feel anything.

She killed a person, and the male protagonist at that.

Thump thump thump. Lara’s hands trembled like a terminally ill patient. This wasn’t what she had intended. A dull sound rang out from the book that fell limply.

<You… , you… just now… .>

The voice of God trembled like a witness who witnessed the moment of murder. A heavy silence that could not be deepened any further continued between the two. At that moment, the male protagonist Krion’s fingers moved as if by a miracle.

“Sa, save, I’m alive!”

<Hurry up and find the first aid kit… …! Look under that cupboard. Hurry up!> “Oh, I see!”

Lara, who had gotten up in a hurry, started searching under the cupboard. God really was a god, and there really was a first aid kit.

Lara sat down next to Krion and started searching through the box. There were bandages, unknown ointments, tweezers, gauze, and other things, but she didn’t know what to put her hands on.

Lara took out the bandage and started wrapping Krion’s head without thinking. She just used all her strength to stop the bleeding. Krion’s hair floated up due to his poor skills, making his forehead look like it was stretched out.

<You’re not Jimmy Neutron, what is that! Don’t you have any style at all!> ‘Is style important right now?!’

If I had known this would happen, I would have wrapped it in a fashion bandage. Lara let out a self-deprecating laugh. At that moment, Krion’s golden eyebrows flinched. As expected of a dragon, he had quick recovery power.

<Wait! You shouldn’t open your eyes yet!> ‘Huh? Why …?’

<For the male protagonist, the first person who helped him is important. Just as a puppy recognizes the first person it sees as its mother and follows them, it is important for him to fall in love with the female protagonist who first treated him. If he opens his eyes now, it’s obvious that he will follow you, Lara!>

‘T-then what do I do!’

While Lara was flustered, Krion raised his head with his eyes half-opened.

As soon as their eyes met, Lara unconsciously struck his head with the thing in her hand. Crion’s body collapsed again with a dull sound. ‘Gyaaaaaaah!’

Fortunately, there was no blood this time, but Lara was starting to get scared. As her hands were shaking in fear, low footsteps rang out from outside the door.

“I just heard something here… … . There! What’s going on?!” A knight shouted as soon as he entered the room. There was a lot of blood soaking the floor, a man lying down, and a woman with shaking hands. At that moment, the woman suddenly turned her head and shouted.

“Hurry up!! Someone, please bring Princess Elina quickly!!”

At the urgent shout, the knight hurriedly left the room without knowing what was happening and began to look for Princess Elina. In the meantime, Lara just looked down at Krion with her shoulders drooping and her eyes shaking.

‘I’m sorry… … . I’m sorry. I’m sorry.’

When he opened his eyes, she would knock him out again, and when he showed signs of waking up, she would knock him out again. She hated herself for getting used to cruelty. My hands felt numb. It was after Lara had repeated this about five times. The door suddenly opened and Elina2 or Elina3, whom I had been longing to see, appeared.

“Lara? What’s going on?” “I found you, but where the hell did you go!” “In the bathroom for a moment.”

“No, do you realize that we’ve been kidnapped… …?”

After looking at Elina2 with confused eyes, Lara spoke again in an urgent voice.

“Anyway, it’s fortunate that you came at this time. Come and take care of this person!”

They were like medical staff struggling to save a critically ill patient right in front of them. Elina2 looked at the blood-stained bandages and muttered quietly, “You’re doing such a bad thing… … . Slave traders.” Lara quietly averted her gaze.

“Sylphid, come out if you hear my voice.”

The evil spell had worn off, and soon a whirlwind swept through the room. After that, Elina2’s monologue continued.

“Heal this guy cleanly. And I’ll catch those slavers and make them the same.” “No, you don’t have to do that.” “I have a plan. You can let me go just this once!” “Damn, there’s dust in my eye!” Oh, I understand. I’m sorry. I’m sorry!”

If someone who didn’t know saw it, it would seem like he needed urgent psychiatric counseling. As if he had finished talking to the Spirit King, a wind blew from somewhere. The wind wrapped around Krion’s head, and soon the bandage came loose and seeped through it.