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

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They gathered around Sirocco as if summoned by him.

The reason for this feeling is that their empty gazes were not looking at Sirocco at all, but were locked on Adofa and Adimor.

"Gurgle..."

Adofa's mind was no longer on Sirocco; he was looking at the gaps between the skeletons, calculating his escape route.

Because he could feel it.

The air was vibrating; something even more terrifying was approaching.

"I made some minor modifications to that N11 item in conjunction with other items. Not only can it not be wiped off, but it will also raise the monster's aggro to the maximum."

"Woohoo woohoo woohoo—!!"

Whoosh! The sound of the wind cutting through the air and the monster's roar struck my eardrums.

A swaying figure appeared from the smoke and dust; the remains of a Hellfire Dragon sprang out from around the corner, approaching with a gust of wind.

To Adofa and Adim, the scene before them resembled a solemn painting—

A terrifying, roaring dragon skeleton unfurled its blue-flame wings behind the girl (?), shattering the surrounding walls. The skeleton soldiers stood ready, seemingly at the center of the world. The girl with the black ponytail (?) stood tall and unmoving, the strong wind whipping her dark brown trench coat and long hair, her expressionless eyes sending chills down one's spine.

It wasn't until the remains of the Hellfire Dragon flew over the girl's head that Adofa and Adimor, who were frozen in place, realized that time was still passing.

Do not make jokes.

impossible.

Haha, I must be dreaming....

My breathing feels off, my tongue is dry, and meaningless thoughts keep popping up and disappearing.

The instinct for survival made their legs move again, and they fled for their lives.

"How dare you hurt my lovely little sister, you two..."

Sirocco held his left hand with three fingers together and his little finger slightly raised, then placed it on his face and gave a wicked smile:

"Go to hell."

"Loooo ...

The roar of the Hellfire Dragon was deafening, and together with the skeleton soldiers, they launched a charge against the fleeing Adimor and Adofa.

Watching the monsters and the two disappear into the distance, Sirocco's indifferent expression vanished:

"It's so hot! It's so hot! It's burning me!"

Quickly roll on the ground to extinguish the remaining flames from the BOSS that have gotten on your body.

Fortunately, the trench coat she was wearing was made of wolf skin, and although the flames from the Hellfire Dragon's skeleton were scorching hot for Sirocco, they didn't burn her.

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When did Hill start noticing her brother?

Hill considers himself a person who says he likes what he likes and dislikes what he dislikes, and whose feelings are genuine and undisguised.

...Occasionally, she would tell a little white lie to appear innocent.

Mom and Dad like it, I like playing games, I like chatting with friends at school, I like playing badminton, I hate math homework and wood ear mushrooms (I just can't stand them), but I like the food my brother makes.

So, when did I start to feel that my brother was special?

It's really strange.

My feelings for my brother used to be similar to those for my parents. He never played with me and only responded to me with three words: "ah," "oh," and "um." He wasn't indifferent, but there was a distance and unfamiliarity between us.

I figured if I was more enthusiastic towards him, he wouldn't be so gloomy, so I started hitting him with my head.

I always managed to dodge it, which caused me to bump into the door, but after bumping into it a few times, I didn't feel like it was a big deal.

And so, he kept avoiding me.

Several weeks, many years have passed.

Until that day, he caught me.

Sirocco caught me.

Even though blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth, his face was ashen, and he looked adorable as his bones buckled and he struggled to stay upright, his legs trembling, he still held my head and whispered gently in my ear:

—I'm back, Hill—

For the first time, I thought my brother's smile was very beautiful.

My emotions have stirred a new ripple, and a new bond has been formed between us.

Gradually, I began to look forward to seeing my brother.

The excitement gradually increased day by day, before settling down.

That's not the kind of feeling I have for "liking you" or "wanting to be with you." My seriousness has reached the point where I want him to belong only to me and I want to hide him away from everyone else if I could.

He is that special to me.

My thoughts returned to reality.

So, that older brother who could once withstand my talent.

Are you running away in fear now?

My brother abandoned me?

Hill has been abandoned?

"How is that possible, you idiot?"

Hill smiled confidently.

"Hill!"

A pretty figure with a long ponytail appeared from around the corner, slamming on the brakes.

A reassuring voice, though slightly hoarse, belonged to a girl, whose figure also resembled that of a girl, and whose delicate face was filled with worry.

What appears to be a slender figure to others seems incredibly tall to me, and from this vantage point looking up, it appears even taller.

It's Hill... it belongs only to me, brother.

Looking around at Sirocco, she realized she was invisible, and Hill deactivated her skill.

"Sorry! If my acting isn't convincing enough, I'm afraid they won't fall for it..."

Sirocco helped Hill up and gave her a potion to remove the abnormal status.

"Yeah! My body feels numb, brother."

"...Do you think I would abandon you and run away?"

Hill tilted his head innocently, puzzled:

"...? No, Hill hadn't even considered that."

86. Sirocco was completely drained (3k)

"Really... Hill, you don't have to be stubborn. If you're really upset with your brother, just say so. This time it was really my fault, I scared you."

“No, no, Hill doesn’t care at all.”

Sirocco helped his sister to her feet.

"Whoa!"

She suddenly hugged Sirocco tightly.

"What's wrong? Are you still scared? It's okay, they've already... What are you doing? Hmm!"

Hill buried his face near Sirocco's neck, sniffing greedily, his hot breath making Sirocco very itchy.

"There's no smell of blood... My brother isn't injured."

"You can tell from the appearance, right?"

She still has the leisure to do this, so it seems she really wasn't scared.

My sister is so strong-willed; that was a boss more than 20 levels higher than her.

Most people... like Ruhr would have run away in fright, but she was able to stay invisible at the BOSS's feet while driving the "Stalker" and wasn't scared at all.

Or perhaps... she simply didn't realize how powerful the BOSS was? After all, it was her first time venturing into the dungeon.

"Anyway."

Since Hill had come up to her, Sirocco, filled with pure gratitude, simply embraced her.

"Thanks to Hill for temporarily delaying the BOSS, I had time to ambush those two. You protected me, Hill."

"Huh? Oh oh..."

"Well--!"

Someone pinched their own buttocks hard.

"Hill, don't try to touch my butt!"