Thanks to the wild boar monster breaking through the iron bars, Rukna and Matian were able to escape from the underground prison.

Upon seeing the old swan decorations and old banners with the school emblem scattered along the corridor, Rukna was certain that they were inside a building at St. Agnes Girls’ School.

The internal structure was quite simple.

After leaving the small prison and following the corridor, they reached a large hall, and at the end of it was an exit leading upstairs.

‘The question is how to break through this hall.’

The hall was full of monsters. They had barely managed to deal with them by combining Matian’s strength, but there were still many left.

‘Wow, they just keep coming endlessly!’

Rukna panted and wiped the sweat running down her jawline.

The girls’ school uniform she had put on to avoid the crisis was heavily stained with monster blood.

Just in case, she had taken off the uniform in the underground prison and packed it in her bundle, which seemed like a very smart choice.

“Now what do we do, Matian?”

At the same time, a huge snake raised its maw and charged at Rukna.

Matian accurately pressed the snake’s crown with a broken chair leg.

“Well. I’d like to stop having these dreams too. My condition is also not goo-…”

Ugh. Matian groaned, clutching his heart.

At the same time, red circles appeared on the hall floor, and frost began to form from there.

The monsters that touched the ice quickly froze all over.

They lost their balance, collapsed to the side, shattered into pieces, and the small ice shards quickly melted away.

“Something is definitely strange, Matian.”

It seemed like someone had cast this magic to clear this place.

Fortunately, the ice only spread downward, so there was a way to survive if you stepped on something or took shelter in a high place.

“We need to get to the exit quickly… Matian!”

Rukna supported Matian’s staggering arm on her shoulder.

As his weight, with his consciousness fading, rested on her, her shoulder tilted to one side.

Why is he so heavy! Rukna gritted her teeth and just started running. She also slashed and pushed aside the monsters blocking her way.

Thanks to the frost that froze everything, there were no monsters chasing her.

However, Rukna was also in danger of becoming an ice decoration.

“Even if it’s hard, hurry up, Matian!”

Rukna stepped on the stairs, wary of the frost spreading right behind her.

“Haa. Just leave me and go, Lulu.”

“Stop saying weak things and move your legs quickly!”

Rukna whipped Matian, saying that with his long legs, he should at least be going up two steps at a time.

“It’s a dream, so I’m giving up.”

“What?”

“If this were reality, could I have given up? I’m a Wiegratz.”

The Descendants of Heroes had to endure until the very end, becoming the sword and shield of the world.

“So I have to enjoy the luxury of being able to give up on something, even if it’s in a dream… Ugh!”

Matian frowned as he felt a sharp pain.

Rukna had pinched his arm with all her might.

Matian swallowed back the complaints that had filled his mouth as the eyes looking up at him brimmed with tears.

“You can do whatever you want at other times, but not now.”

Rukna steadily climbed the stairs, enduring Matian’s weight.

“At least not in the dreams I appear in.”

Upon reaching the top of the stairs, Rukna struck down the lock on the huge entrance door with her holy sword.

As the door creaked open, Rukna quickly shoved Matian and herself inside.

And she slammed the door shut with her foot. Fortunately, the frost did not spread this far.

‘There are no monsters here, and it looks safe.’

“That’s right, Master.”

‘Bisbi? You spoke even though Matian is here?’

“Matian Wiegratz has lost consciousness.”

At those words, Rukna examined Matian, whom she had roughly thrown on the floor.

Really? He’s not dead, right? Rukna put her ear to his chest to check his heartbeat.

“Not yet.”

‘Yet?’

“He has consumed an excessive amount of mana-infused pond water and engaged in strenuous activities while wearing wet clothes, resulting in a high fever. Light a fire and remove his clothes to maintain his body temperature.”

‘How do you expect me to light a fire?’

At the holy sword’s words, Rukna began to gather things that could be used as fuel while looking around.

She stacked old textbooks and yellowed papers, then stabbed the holy sword into them.

‘Now, light a fire, Bisbi.’

“You’re probably the only one who uses a holy sword as a match, Master.”

As she said that, sparks flew from the tip of the holy sword, and the fuel caught fire.

“When all the pond water inside me drains out, I’ll turn back into a pendant, Master. Don’t forget to take me with you.”

The holy sword urged, but Rukna was too busy dragging the collapsed Matian next to the bonfire and unbuttoning his shirt to respond.

“Master? You haven’t forgotten about the merciful and great holy sword because you’re distracted by a handsome man, have you?”

A sturdy body was revealed between the wet clothes.

Perhaps because the shirt fit snugly due to his large build, taking off the clothes stuck to his skin was a very difficult task…

“Master!”

‘Ah, what!’

“Are you betraying the great cause of the world for the sake of one man?”

‘Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of you. But why won’t these come off?’

“Lecherous.”

‘What? Hey, you’re the one who told me to take them off!’

Rukna was dumbfounded and ended up tearing the sleeves with a rip.

Oops. Rukna hesitated for a moment, then roughly started taking them off since they were already torn.

“…Cold.”

Matian mumbled, furrowing his eyebrows. Rukna opened her bundle, took out the school uniform jacket she had worn, and covered Matian with it.

The room was chilly, so she had intended to wear it herself, but shouldn’t that frail man come first?

However, the small jacket only covered about half of his body, so he complained about the cold once more.

“There’s nothing else to cover you with, patient.”

Rukna grumbled that she would have to take off her own clothes to cover him at this rate.

Then Matian stretched out his long arm and wrapped it around Rukna’s waist.

Eek! Rukna was instantly pulled into Matian’s embrace.

She unintentionally ended up in a position where her nose was buried in his bare chest.

‘It’s really big.’

No, should I say wide? Being this close, she newly realized how broad his shoulders and chest were.

‘It’s definitely different from my body.’

Rukna poked and prodded Matian’s firm rib cage curiously, then hurriedly took her hands off, muttering to herself, “What are you doing to a sleeping person!”

‘So this is Matian. Right. This guy was also a man.’

She had gotten sick and tired of seeing men’s bodies while living in the military academy, but his body felt different.

No, to be precise, she found herself becoming increasingly aware of her own femininity in front of him.

Thump thump. Her heart kept jumping up to her head and falling below her feet.

Perhaps because of the heat, the palms of her hands pressed against his chest felt particularly hot.

Like a person indulging in body heat, he hugged Rukna in his arms even tighter.

It seemed like she could escape if she pushed his arms away like this, but strangely, she couldn’t muster strength in her body, making it difficult to push him away.

‘It’s not because it feels good. I’m trying to transfer holy power.’

Rukna blinked, making excuses as she emitted holy power.

Why was the embrace of this hateful guy so comfortable?

‘It’s because this guy was spouting strange things earlier.’

Saying she was cute and pretty, then suddenly asking her to marry him.

She had no intention of believing the words of a man who had lost his mind at face value, but whenever he poured out those words, her ears tickled and her heart fluttered for no reason.

Rukna took a deep breath.

The perfume Matian often used mixed with his body scent to create a unique fragrance, which gave a sense of stability to the other person.

A peaceful sensation, as if it was hard to believe they had just fought against demon beasts a moment ago.

Rukna called out to the unconscious Matian, “Matian.”

“Do you know it’s me hugging you like this?”

“Yeah, Lulu.”

A deep voice affectionately mumbled her nickname.

As the ticklish voice, close to sleep talking, lingered in her ear, Rukna curled her fingertips inward and parted her lips.

“That’s right, I’m Lulu. I came from another world.”

“In a dream.”

“Yes, this is a dream.”

“Cold.”

“Still?”

Rukna, who had been passively held, hesitated for a moment, then spread her arms and hugged him back.

Her arms couldn’t fully embrace his large body, and her fingertips floundered near his shoulder blades.

Every time she touched him, the muscles on his back contracted and expanded, wriggling.

Instead of saying “It’s warm,” he replied, “I like it.”

“Actually, I know a very important future, Matian.”

“Me too.”

An unexpected answer flowed out without intonation. Did he just give any random answer?

“You know? About the future where the world is destroyed due to the demon war?”

“Don’t know.”

As expected, he was just saying anything. It made her laugh because he was like a child with just a large build.

It felt like hugging a baby predator.

“You don’t need the holy sword?”

Rukna asked the question she most wanted to ask.

“I need it.”

“Should I give it to you?”

“Yeah.”

“Yes, you have to become the hero who will save the world.”

“Don’t want to.”

“You really just give any answer. But Matian, you shouldn’t turn to black magic just because you can’t wield the holy sword?”

“Yeah.”

“I mean, you shouldn’t defile the holy sword or anything like that. Then the world will be destroyed. So try a little harder to be able to wield the holy sword.”

“I did, but it doesn’t work.”

At the same time as that answer, Matian opened his eyes slightly.

“Instead, if Lulu who wields the holy sword becomes mine, it’ll work.”