How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

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Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

—Heating—

— Transform into Rock —

No.

My eyes are blurry, I can't see the numbers clearly.

"fine……"

His main concern is skills.

The skills section is displayed as usual.

I thought that using the "Pure Black Annihilation Ray" would be recorded by the ring again, but thankfully it wasn't.

There was no exposure, so there's no need to contact Beren to eliminate it again.

What caught his attention even more was a marker next to the health bar in the status bar, a marker so conspicuous it was almost impossible to miss—

It is a purple half-body figure with a pained expression and a deep sigh.

"This debuff... Am I currently in an extremely... weakened state...?"

Destroying the Hellfire Dragon's remains from a distance, and the BOSS didn't explode and release any toxic substances... which means that my debuff status was indeed caused by overuse of skills.

Is this also part of the aftereffects?

No wonder I feel so extremely uncomfortable.

It was indeed because I had overdone it, squeezing myself too hard.

“Hill.…”

Sirocco was breathless just from straightening up.

"...Please help me up...I need something...Quickly...I have to get it..."

"Hey... Hill wants her brother to lie down a little longer."

Don't look so disappointed!

This almost made Sirocco want to lie back down again.

Since we've already come to this area that only triggers at 5%, we should hurry and get that item before it completely collapses.

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In the BOSS room, I first saw the remains of the Hellfire Dragon, the place where it was lying.

The treasure chest it guards.

Because of the fear of the treasure chest trap, Hill was initially reluctant to touch it. However, after Sirocco's repeated assurances, he helped him open the treasure chest with his left hand.

"That big skeleton is guarding this? It doesn't look like anything very valuable. Hill is a little disappointed... Does it have any special effects?"

A piece of handicraft.

The lily of the valley is shaped like a flower, with three crystal-encrusted lily of the valley blooming on a five-centimeter-long stem. It looks so tiny in the empty treasure chest.

"No...it's just a regular...decoration..."

Hill lifted Sirocco's hand and helped him scan the artifact into the ring.

"If my brother wants it, there must be some reason."

"Yes...although it's true...not something valuable..."

buzz-

The ring clock sent a notification, and Sirocco knew it without even looking at it.

This is a notification to accept a dungeon quest.

A massive, complex, and troublesome plan began to take shape in his mind.

Getting involved in this area might not be all bad.

Having this item will make the rescue of Palenoa much smoother.

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Upon arriving at the plaza, Hill carried Sirocco on his back and investigated the scene of the Hellfire Dragon's death.

"Brother, your skills are too OP... the map has even changed."

There was a large, dark hole in the ground in front of me, about the size of a city block. Looking down, all I could see was darkness.

There was no smell, no heat, and the bottomless hole exuded a chill.

This is... my brother's skill.

Hill broke out in a cold sweat and swallowed hard.

"...An independent space...My skill damage...won't affect other floors...Hill...Hill?"

"...Hmm? Oh, Hill is here."

"Won't it be...very heavy?"

"No, my brother is very light. Hill doesn't feel heavy at all. I can hug him with one hand."

"Haha...is that so..."

After being carried in a princess carry by her younger sister, she was now being carried on her sister's back.

My brother's pride has been completely ruined.

Hill scanned the ground; the scattered debris belonged to other monsters.

"Look to the left... Hill..."

"Ah! It's crystallized!"

Hill jogged over and picked up the orange crystals that had fallen from the oak golem. She collected several like corn cobs and put them all into her bracelet.

"Help... Help me... Squeak!..."

A voice rang out, but it didn't come from Sirocco behind them.

Hill looked around, followed the faint sound, and found its source.

A man with a ponytail, his lower body was gone, and his internal organs were gushing out from the cross-section.

"Adofa...you're...cosplaying as Gojo-sensei?..."

“Brother, Hill remembers this humanoid monster; it used an electric shock device on him.”

"What happened before was my fault!"

Adofa, covered in blood, screamed.

"I underestimated the BOSS and abandoned my comrades, but this was a tactical retreat; only in this way could we ensure the survival of our personnel... You have to save me, or my organization will find out..."

Ado's French was incoherent.

Sirocco frowned.

Clap!

"?!"

Sirocco felt a violent jolt.

Hill stomped on Adofa's head, initially resisting, but in the next instant it shattered and burst open like a watermelon.

"It's so dirty..."

She uttered a flat expression of dissatisfaction, the pale golden magical glow on her boots dissipated, and she scraped them against the ground, rubbing away her brain matter.

"My brother's enemy is Hill's enemy. Can't you see how troubled my brother is? As a wild monster, you talk too much."

88. This person ( ), you don't want ( ) ( ) to be discovered by ( ) ( ), right?

Sirocco: "..."

The highlight in my sister's eyes can disappear naturally. What technique is that?

Afterwards, Hill carried Sirocco and picked up various items, including the bones of a Hellfire Dragon, the legs of a Spider-Man, and the roots of an Oak Golem.

Finally, the region completely collapsed.

A shattering sound rang in my ears, countless cracks appeared on the square, and a blinding white light illuminated my vision—

The two opened their eyes again.

The air was no longer cold with the chirping of insects and birds; the fragrance of trees wafted into my nostrils; and even the carnivorous plants in the distance seemed somewhat familiar.

Hill and Sirocco returned to the starting point—the location of the three treasure chests under the shade of the tree.

"Hill hasn't finished picking them all yet, what a pity..."

She sighed regretfully.

Hill spread out a picnic mat and placed Sirocco on it to rest against a tree.