Is it wrong to try to meet someone in a dungeon?

Even as she coughed up blood multiple times, she continued to weep as if in prayer:

"...This Bert Roca is not impressive at all! You, you're truly disillusioning!"

Even so, the werewolf, covered in wounds, remained unresponsive.

Looking at the hand that didn't grasp hers back, which remained lifeless, and the eyes that didn't open for a long time, Lina held back her tears and fiercely raised her eyebrows.

"Bert Roca, you always love to show off! You always yell at me, telling me to get out of the way, you little punk! But you still lose to your opponents! You're such a loser! Absolutely pathetic! I was wrong about you! Bert Roca is nothing but a drowning dog!!"

Lina stopped crying and started cursing furiously.

They went to great lengths to humiliate the other party.

I hope to inspire the people in front of me with this.

However, her tearful voice and the two strands of snot hanging from her face proved that she was pretending to be strong.

She desperately suppressed the urge to sob, and feigned a sarcastic remark:

"Bert Roca, wasn't it you who told me not to come here?! Then get up now! Go and defeat the enemy! As usual, strike that intimidating pose and boast about how great you are, then beat the opponent to a pulp!"

Lina Talley is very weak.

She was a burden that Bert disliked.

She was unable to save her beloved male, let alone fight alongside him, and could barely even stay by his side to offer support.

Lina, Tali can't protect Bert Roca.

"Bert Roca, since you're so useless, it means you're all talk and no action! You're no better than any of those other boring males! If you're unhappy, come and hit me!"

But──

Lina Tully was able to "provoke" Bert Roca.

"Aisha and the others all call you a difficult and annoying werewolf! They mock you, saying you're no different from a wolf! Although I've always defended you, I think I should start supporting their arguments from now on!"

Lina is an expert at angering Bert.

For example, if someone pounces on Bert like an excited puppy, they'll be met with a heavy punch to the stomach. If they try to entangle Bert like a kitten in heat, they'll be kicked away immediately. Even if an innocent girl tries to chat with them, she'll only end up getting a beating.

Her harsh voice always ignited Bert's anger.

Her straightforward calls always awakened Bert's "pain".

She had become an infuriating presence that Bert could no longer ignore, to the point that Bert would call her by her name in anger.

"...Hey, the males I like are always so strong, aren't they? Even if they're rough and mean-spirited, they'll still come to our rescue, won't they? No matter how hurtful the things they've said to us, they'll never abandon us!"

Tears, as clear and sparkling as jewels, fell onto Bert's cheeks.

Her voice, which had been mimicking the tone of her beloved's voice, had long since turned into a sobbing murmur, and her cheeks were already wet with the emotions that welled up in her eyes.

"You act all strong like a child, always looking down on us, not caring at all even when we're fighting alone!"

Tears welled up and turned into raindrops, falling onto the man's left cheek and being absorbed by the pale blue tattoo on it.

It gradually seeped into the "scars" that had been constantly concealed.

"You always distance yourself from the weak, deliberately making yourself look bad!"

Just then—

Lina's hand suddenly twitched a finger.

"I absolutely don't want to see your back like that! But I just can't protect you like that! Because I'm afraid I'll put you in even more danger, I can't even lend you a hand!!"

The man clenched his free hand into a fist, as if trying to express his impatience.

Seeing the girl's unstoppable tears, he fiercely bared his "fangs".

"Someone as weak as me can only place my faith in you, who are so powerful!!"

next second.

The werewolf's lips trembled.

“…”

The tears shed by the weak only irritate Bert.

"...Dead."

The cries of the weak only aggravate Bert's "scars".

"...It's so noisy!"

The roars of the weak only ignite the fire of anger in Bert's heart.

"Please, Bert Roca!"

Lina grabbed the man's hands with both of hers and shouted:

"Don't become a liar!!"

The next moment—

"It's so noisy! Aa ...

The werewolf forced his eyes open.

"what……"

"It's so noisy! Shut up! Don't let me hear you crying again!!"

Lina's eyes widened in fright as she saw Bert grip her hand tightly as if he wanted to crush it, before she finally rallied.

He detached his body from the ground, tearing off the excruciating iron chains binding his entire body.

"Even if I hadn't heard the weaklings say that, I wouldn't have let this battle end here!!"

Looking at the upright figure of the "strong," the tears that remained in the eyes of the "weak" dissipated.

"Get out of my way, Lina!!"

Unable to force a smile, the girl followed the emotion welling up inside her and replied with a heavy "Mmm!"

Moreover—

"【The Magic Hammer】!"

"!!"

Another "weakling" bestowed golden light upon the werewolf.

"Haruhime!?"

With Lina's exclamation, Bert turned his gaze to the girl.

To prevent anyone from being affected, the fox-girl, who had been walking alone through the perilous battlefield and was gradually disappearing from the girl's blurry vision, bestowed the last remaining "Fox Tail of Light" upon Bert.

She had finally waited for this moment, giving all her "magic" to the werewolf who had risen again.

This was the third time the girl had confronted Bert.

The first girl to appear before Bert was a "coward" completely incapable of fighting; the second was a "weakling" who decided to join the battle.

This is the third time.

Despite still being a "weakling," Haruhime stared directly at Bert with an incredibly strong gaze.

Even though her breathing was disordered due to mental exhaustion and heavy pressure, and she had to desperately support her legs which were almost powerless, she still looked at Bert and "believed" in him.

"!!"

This trust can be considered the most intense form of "revenge".

The "weakling" who was always mocked and insulted by the man never held a grudge and always believed that the "strong" would rise again.

Holding a will stronger than that of the strong.

I believe Bert will definitely return to the battlefield.

The werewolf was now furious.

His amber eyes were bloodshot and began to fill with blood.

He hated himself for forcing the weak to roar and "pay" so much for him.

The rest is self-evident.

The raging beast, its fury exceeding its ignition point, unleashed the primal instincts hidden within its heart. Even the surging blood gushing from its wounds transformed into power, unleashing a fierce roar at the girls, vowing to "hunt to the bitter end."

"Ugh, uh...!!"

"It's time to end this."

The Amazon warriors lying around her resembled tombstones, leaving only Philweis alone, who grabbed the woman by the neck.

It was Aisha. She was the only survivor, covered in blood, her beautiful face unrecognizable. As the slender fingers gripping her neck dug deep into her flesh, she could barely breathe, her gasps escaping like a broken music box.

However, the female warrior, looking down at her opponent, still radiated an unwavering fighting spirit from her eyes.

"...[The Holy Staff of Destruction, sweep away my enemies]."

Phil Weiss narrowed her eyes coldly, intending to eliminate her opponent in the most ruthless way.

The left hand gripping the other's neck began to crackle and spark. The instant the "magic" was activated, Aisha's body above the neck would vanish, and the beautiful shrew would be reduced to a gruesome corpse.

Ignoring the sobbing pleas of Lefia and the others, Philweis intended to end Aisha's last breath.

“────!?”

Just then—

A chilling roar came from the side.

The howl did not come from a wounded beast, but from a giant wolf that only wanted to tear apart all its prey.

Phil Weiss sensed a murderous aura.

Moreover, this was the first time since she became a monster that she felt a strong sense of crisis from such a powerful killing intent.

She quickly turned her head away.

A werewolf covered in blood approached her, baring its fangs and claws.

"Gaa ...

Bert leaped forward and unleashed a powerful kick.

Philweis hurriedly raised one hand to block, but was kicked so hard that her skin was torn open, her tendons broken, and her bones crushed. The force was so great that she couldn't help but feel her body sink, and she even let go of Aisha, whom she had been holding. Philweis was shocked by this situation, but she quickly calmed down from the chaos and stretched out her left hand towards the werewolf who was about to give chase.

"【The Staff of Dionysus】!"

Philweis decisively launched the "magic" she had already chanted at close range.

This is a deadly lightning strike powerful enough to destroy the entire cave.

But at the last second, Bert swung his right fist at the electrified arm.

"────"

The hand that had cast the spell was raised.

The moment the cannon pointed upwards, it shot out lightning, shattering the ceiling and sending the dark lightning bolts piercing through to the next floor.

A bright light shone from above, and the entire cave shook violently.

Despite being enveloped in lightning, the werewolf paid it no heed.

He immediately lowered his center of gravity and punched Phil Weiss in the abdomen.

"Cough!?"

He unleashed a devastating blow to the abdomen that seemed capable of piercing a person's soul.

The pale red "root" attached to Philweis's upper body immediately expanded and hardened in an attempt to protect the "magic stone," but it had already been seen through by her opponent.

A punch that exploded in the unsuspecting side of the abdomen caused internal injuries to the monster, causing her to vomit a large amount of blood.

"Ugh ugh ...

The fierce attack showed no signs of stopping.

The werewolf continued its attack as if it would never let go of its prey, not even allowing the monster, who was being attacked, a moment to catch its breath. It used every part of its body, including its fists, elbows, knees, and heels, to unleash a continuous barrage of attacks.

The heavy attack did indeed cause damage to the body, trapping the monster in a relentless barrage of blows that repeatedly robbed it of its consciousness.