The Main Heroines are Trying to Kill Me

Chapter 233: Awakening?

Awakening?

Gasp Gasp

Keep it down. Our target is nearby.

Damn them.

Isolet gripped her sword tightly, breathing heavily. Annoyance furrowed her brows as shouts echoed from the stairs.

These assassins are too skilled Each ones abilities rival a Commander of a Knight Order.

Sweat covered her body, numerous small wounds marring her form.

Who are these guys?

She ensured not a single wound was on her lower abdomen.

Meow

Frey, shush.

Inside her clothes, Frey, transformed into a small silver cat, clung closely to her belly.

Meow?

They cant find out about you

However, a small problem arose.

Lick.

Huh?

The Tower Masterhailed as the mightiest before Irina appearedhad created the miniaturization scroll that could flawlessly morph its subject into an animal.

Meow

F Frey?

The issue was its perfection. Due to the prolonged effects of the scroll, the individual undergoing transformation experienced a diminishing of rationality, giving way to heightened animal instincts.

Lick Lick

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Frey, becoming more cat-like in instincts, rubbed his face against Isolets bare skin, licking her belly.

That stop iiit

Already flustered by Frey squirming against her belly, Isolet shivered at the sensation, her face reddening.

If you keep doing that

Frey continued licking, and Isolet felt her legs begin to unravel.

..Umm.

Her expression soured, and she glared at him coldly.

Im not taking chances.

Just as she spoke, she looked toward the stair entrance.

Shashasha! 

Swish!

Multiple shadows, about half a dozen, whisked past her, initiating a silent battle.

Fizzing!

Screech!

In a one-versus-many handicap match, Isolet, shedding her earlier flustered demeanor, showcased her prowess as the upcoming Sword Saint.

As Isolets sword traced an elegant path, two masked assassins dropped to their knees.

Subsequently, the remaining assailants cautiously began to retreat. The elimination of all the front-liners targeting Isolet caught them off guard; they hadnt anticipated her strength.

Haa Haa

Isolet appeared visibly fatigued, so she refrained from an immediate counterattack and instead assessed the situation.

Should we retreat?

What a foolish thing to say. If we retreat now, were dead too.

The assassins engaged in a discussion among themselves.

But that woman shes too strong.

Hmm

After thoughtful contemplation, a shorter manthe apparent leader at the backspoke.

Everyone, target her abdomen.

His eyes gleamed as he continued.

She was wary of her stomach when attacked. There must be something there.

Thats right, her behavior seemed unnatural.

Come to think of it, it feels like something is wriggling

Upon hearing his words, the assassins, nodding in agreement, turned their cold gaze toward Isolet.

Maybe its a baby.

When the short man timidly suggested this, everyone stared at him intensely.

When have we ever cared about that?

Have you ever killed a pregnant woman?

Well, that is

As the man hesitated, the assassins gave him a cold, piercing look.

Seriously, I cant believe we have to fight alongside these newbies.

Ignoring him, the leader stepped forward.

Inflict a fatal wound and capture her alive. We need to find out Freys whereabouts.

With that directive, they advanced toward Isolet.

Damn Bastards.

Isolets heightened senses allowed her to hear their whispers; her eyes burned with fury as she watched them.

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Haa Haa

Isolet, with a strained expression, collapsed heavily onto the ground.

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The corpses of the assassins were strewn around her.

Uh, ugh

Among those who had attacked her, only the short man remained, clutching his knife with both hands and trembling on the ground.

Grrrrr

This is impossible That, that power

Contrary to the typical demeanor of an assassin, the man found himself paralyzed by fear. The frigid aura emanating from Isolet ensured that he couldnt attack or flee.

Thats beyond human

Eventually, succumbing to Isolets overwhelming rage, he dropped his knife and collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth.

Haa.

Isolet finally released a sigh and then turned her attention to her stomach with a fearful expression.

F, Frey

The realization that the assassins had targeted her abdomen made her lose her composure. As she regained her senses, she felt significant pain in her stomach. 

So, what happened to Frey, whom she was carrying?

Oh no No, Frey

With a pale face, she reached for her belly.

Lick.

Sigh..

Upon feeling a lick on her abdomen, she released a deep sigh of relief.

You must have been worried, Frey.

Isolet, smiling softly and inspecting her clothes, suddenly gasped.

!

Her eyes widened.

Oh my God

Meow.

The cat, Frey, had wounds in various places.

Surprisingly, he wouldnt be this wounded if he had just curled up into a ball. 

This suggested that Frey, as a cat, had instinctively protected her.

Ah, ah

Isolet could be overthinking, or this could be a coincidence, but she accepted it as her truth.

Meow!

Looking up at her with innocent eyes, Frey smiled and let out a confident meow.

Lick.

Isolet, whose eyes had been shaky, sighed as Frey licked her wounds and sweat with his eyes closed.

Ha.

She murmured, catching her breath.

You licked me till now was it because of that?

Meow?

Forget it, Frey. Just hold on a little longer.

She burst out laughing when he tilted his head.

Ill protect you.

Whispering, she covered him again with her clothes and got up.

Ugh.

Suddenly, she stumbled.

What

She wondered if her muscles had spasmed because she had gotten up too quickly. However, a vivid scene abruptly flickered through her mind.

The sun had vanished from the sky, leaving the ground below lifeless and freezing, her home succumbing to the chill.

Regardless of her housekeeping habits, an array of alcohol bottles lay strewn across the floor. She found herself collapsed, inebriated, tightly grasping a gleaming sword.

Watching herself shedding silent tears and slowly succumbing to death, she gasped for breath.

Hah Haah

The scene resembled her current predicament, yet it held a distinct difference. She struggled with a headache induced by that memory.

Smash!

Cough.

Regaining consciousness, she swiftly swung her sword, striking down the short man patiently awaiting an opportunity to attack.

Ive been having this dream quite a lot Why did it resurface now?

Tilting her head in confusion, she looked around.

Anyway, where should I head next?

The doors and passages around her distorted and wavered.

I must locate an exit promptly

Dmir Khans spatial distortion magic corroded the structure, leading the passages to random locations.

If this persists, Frey will be in danger

Growl

In her attempt to flee, Isolet comforted the injured Frey, who writhed in pain.

Bang!

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Dozens of assassins appeared near the exit, causing her expression to pale.

Damn it

Isolet suddenly realized that one of the dead assassins held a magical communication device.

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Gathering energy in her body, she glared at the assassins, now moving as a group.

Hmm?

Suddenly, something stabbed her.

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Meanwhile

Uh Whats this?

Glare, who had left Isolet and Freys room, headed to the main hall with a sullen face, looking around.

Why am I going in circles?

Although the secret ballroom was the second-largest building she had visited after the magic tower, she shouldnt be lost like this.

However, she had been wandering around the ballroom for a while now.

Whats with that kid?

Lets get rid of her since she saw us.

Ah, ahh!

After encountering and fighting the assassins targeting Frey several times, she had grown quite exhausted.

Hmm

However, as she wandered further, her head cooled down, and she noticed oddities. She shone light from her hand toward the door she had opened numerous times. 

Whats this?

She soon realized this door was distorted.

Whoosh..

Could it be?

The door and the space inside were both distorted. She murmured through gritted teeth.

Spatial distortion

She stared in horror at the terrifying trap her mentor, the archenemy of Dmir Khan, had told her abouta trap she couldnt escape alive.

Oh, this cant be..

She murmured with a sad face.

I need to help the Hero I need to help that poor person too

She felt terrified, worried she might be trapped here forever.

Ah, ahh!

Snap!

Desperate, she snapped her fingers while looking at the distorted space.

Zzzzap!!!

Eek!

A huge shockwave came with a loud noise.

Ouch Huh?

For the second time today, she had landed on her buttocks. She gently rubbed her butt with tears in her eyes; suddenly, her eyes widened.

What, whats this?

The space shattered.

Gasp.

She had even broken Dmir Khans distorted space.

Its fascinating every time I see it.

Huh?

It seems to take up energy but its not magic.

In this perplexing situation, she recalled what her master had said when she shattered a five-layered barrier with a snap.

Its not divine power, nor sacred power, nor martial arts It doesnt even seem to mix with miracle power.

Then, what is it?

I dont know either.

She looked at her hand.

Your power is not from this world.

She stared at the ring on her left ring finger; it had been shining for a while.

Swish

Lets go.

She stood up and stepped into the broken space with determination.

Oops.

Then, in a flash, she arrived in the next space.

I did it I made it!

The thrill of reaching a new place delighted her, prompting her to cheer and smile.

Now thenHuh?

As she increased her pace, she noticed an open door beside her, and her eyes widened. 

Excuse me?

A girl lay unconscious in the bathroom.

Chirp! Chirp!

A canary was furiously pecking at the girls forehead.

Huh?

Above the girl, a buzzing window floated.

Whats this?

Glare was familiar with this opaque window. 

Helper System

Congratulations! You have been awakened as the Heros Helper!

However, this window was slightly different from the one she had seen before.

Helper System

> Identity of the Hero

The identity of the Hero, as you know

[System Error] [System Error] [System Error]

> Functions

> Store

> Achievements

Critical System Error Detected

Error code: 998, 999 (Suspicion of Abnormal Awakening / Doubt in Users Ownership Eligibility)

The Helper System window crackled and buzzed with strange messages due to a malfunction.

What on earth

Glare observed the situation intently and cautiously reached out to the window.

[System Error is being fixed.]

[Recovery: 1% Completed]

A message appeared at the bottom.

Umm

Roswyn, the unconscious girl, began to open her eyes.

Huh? Whats this?

Roswyns fierce voice soon echoed in the bathroom.

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