Trapped in a gacha game, I will steal all the heroines.



"Master, we've arrived," Amanda said, stopping the carriage in front of the guild and leaping to the front, landing on the ground. A strong odor of sweat entered her nostrils. "Master?"

'He didn't use his power to mask the sound, did he?' Amanda thought, running to the front of the carriage. When she was three steps away from the door, the entire trajectory of the strong odor formed in her mind.

The source of the strong odor was coming from inside the guild. "Oh..." She sighed in relief, but at the same time, a sense of danger formed in her subconscious, and it wasn't just her feeling it.

Dantalian and the other two got down from the carriage, both of them had already returned to their normal clothes. The first to speak about the situation was Fiona.

"My Owner," Fiona said with her eyes shining, able to see the energy of everyone inside the guild. Unlike usual, every single person without exception was male, and their energies bore a strong similarity.

"It seems we have unwanted visitors," Dantalian activated the divine hand.

Two small rays shot out from Freytan's eyes as she began to walk ahead of everyone. "This is what happens when you stay away for too long; the rats start having a party."

"Hahaha," Dantalian, with his legs covered in golden energy, took a step forward, appearing next to Freytan. He placed his arm in front of her belly, halting her steps. She looked at him, and he smiled, saying, "Alright... They're all yours, Dantalian."

"Ohhh... If Freytan is stepping back, I think I know what's about to happen," Amanda said excitedly, holding her nose with her fingers due to the strong and increasing odor she was sensing. "Ahh, the master did warn us to be cautious in places like this, but how could we have predicted this in our guild?" Amanda thought, searching her body for something to help alleviate the terrible smell.

"Freytan?" Fiona asked, looking at her. In response, Freytan gestured with her thumb as if she were slashing her neck with a sword, while saying, "He's not happy... not at all."

"Wow... What could they have done?" Fiona wondered, looking back inside the guild, not finding anything different from what she had seen before.

"Freytan... Don't you feel the absence of someone's presence?" Amanda asked, her eyes taking on the aspect of an owl.

"Hmm, what are you talking about?" After Freytan closed her mouth, a loud noise could be heard. It was Dantalian forcefully opening the door, immediately drawing the attention of most of the men who were now inside the guild.

"Huuu?" Amanda covered her ears, crouching on the ground. "My ears... buzzing... it hurts."

"Oh, poor thing, did our Master forget about your peculiarity?" Fiona said, crouching beside Amanda and gently stroking her head.

Sobbing, sobbing.

"Ah, what a terrible smell..." Amanda made a disgusted expression, covering her nose again. "What the hell is in there? A corpse?" Amanda pointed towards the guild's door, which, due to the current situation, ended up pointing towards Dantalian's back.

Trying to ease the situation, as she heard Dantalian's heavy footsteps and the sound of swords being unsheathed and weapons being readied inside, Freytan spoke while extending her hand to Amanda. "A problematic guy, huh? Hee?"

"Yeah, no doubt he's losing his composure in a place like this. Without even warning us, crazy Master," Fiona said, looking at Amanda with a normalized expression again.

Inside the guild, all the men looked at Dantalian. Some had already stood up, like Freytan, and most of them were armed, while the rest simply gazed at him. A small group of them showed an immense thirst for blood as they stared at Dantalian.

"Hey, you softie, what are you doing here?" asked a man with black hair, wearing a blood-stained white shirt from goblin fights and torn brown pants. He held a small, worn-out sword.

"What's the matter, cat got your tongue, baby?" Dantalian taunted another man with blonde hair and a topknot, wearing a black shirt and black leather pants. He held two swords with dried blood on the blades.

Outside the guild, Amanda clenched her fist, boiling with anger. "Why is the master silent? Why doesn't he just kill them all?" Amanda lightly bit her own fist in frustration.

"You know him, don't you? Just wait, he wouldn't be like this without a reason," Freytan said, putting her arm around Amanda's neck.

Fiona smiled, "Freytan, can't you see this kind of thing yet?"

"Huh?" Freytan and Amanda seemed confused by Fiona's statement.

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm just noticing the abnormal fluctuation of his energy..." Fiona clenched and opened her hand repeatedly. "In short, they will all lose their teeth." Fiona said this with an excited expression, making Freytan and Amanda initially puzzled by her words.

"Freytan... Fiona can be downright terrifying at times," Amanda remarked, a hint of awe mixed with a touch of apprehension in her voice.

"Just sometimes? You haven't seen me fighting with her, hehe," Freytan chuckled, though underneath, she felt a certain helplessness, releasing a sigh. "Anyway, it seems like he's really enjoying himself in there, huh?"

"They closed the door, damn it," Amanda muttered, wondering when exactly they had done it. She hadn't even heard the sound of them locking Dantalian inside.

"Oh well, now they've sealed their own fate, hahaha," Freytan said, stroking her chin, her eyes gleaming with a faint blue hue as she could see through the energy what was happening inside.

"I don't like this, should we just watch?" Amanda stood up, ready to move closer to the door, but before she could reach it, Freytan held her back.

"If he told us to stay here, it's better to listen, right? You know the beast," Freytan said, and instantly noticed Amanda's eyes now resembled a starry sky.

"Fiona, did you hear that? Did you hear that? Freytan is actually accepting an order so easily, and it's not even something important!"

"Well, isn't that normal? After all, she did say she belongs entirely to him," Fiona laughed, deliberately trying to provoke.

"Ohhh, it's true. How could I forget such an adorable remark? That must be why they were so excited," Amanda said, joining in the banter.

At that moment, Freytan took four steps to the side, with a bashful expression concealed by a hint of displeasure, saying, "You heard it wrong. I would never say something like that now... Before, it was all because of the seal."

"Alright, I won't mention it, hahaha," Amanda replied, while secretly thinking, 'The master already helped remove the seal... It can only mean one thing, hehehe.'

Inside the guild, Dantalian was on top of the bodies of three unconscious men, holding two others by their necks, one in each hand.

"gasp... Damn it, who are you?" spoke a man wearing a red bandana around his head.

"Urghh... Just kill me already..." groaned another man with both arms covered in tattoos.

'They had to be NPCs; I can't get any useful information even with the bonus, leaving everything to the schools and guilds,' thought Dantalian, looking at the tattoo, remembering a certain heroic nun whose skin had been changed due to controversy over a nun wearing casual clothing, yet still displaying the tattoo.

Dantalian tightened his grip, launching them towards the group of other men who were coming at him. Those attempting long-distance attacks were already incapacitated, thanks to some prisoners who had attacked them earlier, resulting in an easy flesh shield conquest.

With his hand open, Dantalian struck one of the men directly under the jaw, causing him to lose consciousness within seconds. Quickly, with his other hand, he maneuvered behind the head of another man, hurling him to the ground and using the momentum to propel himself into a jump. In mid-air, he landed two punches on the man in front of him and delivered a swift kick to the man on his right, followed by another to the one on his left.

Dantalian landed on the ground swiftly, sweeping the legs of the five men surrounding him and raising his leg to strike the chin of the one on his diagonal left.

"Where's your arrogance from earlier?" Dantalian spoke, stepping on the head of the man thrown to the ground in front of him.

"Ah, you bastard, die!" A man with brown hair and yellow eyes fired his pistol, but all he managed to do was be surprised as the golden energy stopped the bullet a meter away from reaching Dantalian.

"What? What the hell is this?"

Dantalian spat on the ground, leaping up and concentrating golden energy in the sole of his foot. He then shot towards the ground, causing a wave of energy to spread and hit everyone, or almost everyone, in the guild. They were thrown against walls, ceilings, and each other.

Before Dantalian landed on the floor, he could hear the sound of applause coming directly from the balcony. "very impressive! You truly have the strength to be a leader," said a man dressed in a red suit. "So, Mr. Dantalian, now that you've taken care of everyone, could you tell me the reason for your anger?"