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



"It's done, and it's a beautiful masterpiece, don't you think?" Fiona spoke, wiping her hands together and stepping away from a large block of ice containing twelve frozen bodies. 

"Twelve men caught in the cold... it would make a great theater play," Amanda said, sitting on a chair and stepping on the head of a man lying on the ground, blood running down his forehead.

"Hahaha, that's a brilliant name, Amanda. You truly are a girl full of ideas," Fiona replied, snapping her fingers and shattering the ice block, leaving all the men lying on the ground in pieces. "But, I've reconsidered; the models are hideous and won't be successful."

Before Amanda could continue the conversation, Freytan spoke, wiping the blood from her blade with a white cloth. "Enough with the playfulness, we have more important things to do."

"Oh, you're right; we almost forgot our master's orders." An evil gleam appeared in Fiona and Amanda's eyes as they focused on the two men who were still alive but covered in superficial cuts.

Freytan pointed her sword at the two and said, "Your friends were sliced, punched to death, and finally frozen and shattered."

Fiona touched the tip of her sword with a sinister expression. "Do you still think you stand a chance?"

The two men were trembling uncontrollably, their souls seemingly wanting to escape their bodies, and all that crossed their minds was, 'Shit! We shouldn't have listened to that damn coward.'

Far from the guild, the man who had lost his manhood and was beaten by Dantalian before he left to find their true leader thought, 'Hahahah, I'm a genius! How dumb can those guys be to believe that man was lying?' The man stopped running as he felt a sharp pain in his groin, causing him to fall to the ground, writhing in agony and biting his lips to stifle his screams.

"Ahhhh... Those bitches, they will pay for what they did. It will be incredible to see the look on her face when she sees her master's head rolling on the ground."

The man started to sense the presence of some people approaching him, which made him quickly get up. Every part of his body begged him not to move as he placed his hand on his groin. He ran towards a dark alley, going as far away as possible, and then stopped, opening his mouth to release a loud and continuous scream of pain.

"Ahhhhhhhh...." Pausing to catch his breath, he tore off his black shirt, revealing various ice burns, bruises from punches, and a diagonal cut on his stomach that seemed to gradually disappear.

"Just wait until I heal; you will suffer at my hands..." The man then looked at his groin, feeling something strange. 'Why the hell aren't you healing? The girl's arrow didn't have anything abnormal, so why?'

Far away from where the man was, Amanda stood up, her eyes taking on a fox-like appearance. A proud smile spread across her face as she kicked the man who had his foot on top of her, sending him flying. She then started walking towards the guild's door.

Freytan thrust the tip of her sword into the right shoulder of the man in front of her, and both men's mouths seemed sealed shut. "Why are you still keeping your mouths shut? Come on, tell me your plan with all of this," Freytan demanded.

"The only option left is to go after the runaway, as he's the only one without any respect for his master," Fiona said, a thin thread of ice emanating from her fingertip and splitting into two, slowly starting to freeze the men. "They're already condemned, so let's just wait for our dear Amanda to lead us to the treasure."

Hearing this, Freytan pulled her sword from the man's shoulder and turned to Amanda, who was waiting for both of them while leaning against the guild's door.

With a smile, she asked, "Are you two finished?"

"It's been a while since I've done this, so it was good to remember," Freytan replied, shaking her sword to remove most of the blood. She then wiped what was left on her finger and smeared it across the faces of the two men, who were paralyzed by the cold that had reached their spines.

"It's a shame they didn't say anything; now we can't let that runaway escape," Fiona said, stomping her foot on the ground, causing all the bodies that had been completely frozen to explode into snowflakes. "Now we don't need to worry about cleaning up."

"Well, we'll deal with those two later, it's nothing major anyway," Fiona added with a smile.

"Now that both of you are ready, Amanda, lead us to that coward," Freytan said, already standing next to Amanda.

Amanda clenched her fist, showing an angelic face as she spoke, "Hehehe, with pleasure. After all, I wanted to beat him up myself for lowering the Master's standards."

Amanda's nose twitched, and upon closing her eyes, she could sense a faint trail of odor leading to an alley six hundred meters away from their location. "What a shame. It seems he couldn't run that far," she remarked.

"I'm surprised he managed to escape without losing his balls," Fiona said, with a disgusted expression.

"He's nothing special. It was all just the adrenaline caused by fear. He's still just a coward," Freytan said, pointing ahead with an excited smile. "Now, Amanda, lead us to that bastard."

Amanda took her right leg back, raised her nose, and started running. "Let's go, girls! We've got a criminal to take down," she said with a cute tone, despite the seriousness of her words.

Freytan and Fiona looked at each other and smiled.

"You heard the boss, haha," Fiona said, leaping forward and running with small jumps in the same direction as Amanda.

"And off they go..." Freytan sheathed her sword, taking a step to the side, almost disappearing and reappearing between Amanda and Fiona, creating a gust of wind.

"Are we already there?" Freytan asked, stopping beside the other two.

The three looked at the dark alley, and Fiona thought, "I hope there are no bats in there; I don't like them."

"Well, I can only smell the rotten stench of that man, so there shouldn't be any," Amanda replied.

Freytan took a deep breath and leaped, landing on the building to the left of the alley where she could already sense the man's energy. She smiled and waved to the other two, saying, "Come on, let's give him a surprise."

A few minutes later, the man let out a sigh of relief, sitting on the ground and speaking with relief, "Finally, you're healing. I don't mind having burns, but losing you is something I can't bear." He looked down at his own groin.

"Urghh... The more you talk, the more disgusting you sound," Freytan's voice came from all directions, making the man instantly alert. A black mist formed above his arm as he looked around. "You bitches come down here, let's see who will get beaten now."

"Hmm, why all this sudden arrogance? I think the master had already taught you a lesson," Amanda's voice seemed to come directly from inside his head.

"Huh? How did you do that? Where are you, you whores?" The man continued to curse them, repeating the same question over and over again in different ways.

"Are you okay? Confused, perhaps? Why do you keep saying the same thing over and over? Feeling controlled?" Fiona spoke, and at that moment, the man noticed a blue smoke filling the area.

"You really have a weak mind, don't you? Poor thing... Should we let him go?" Fiona emerged from within the blue smoke.

"What? No way! This bastard dared to belittle someone like the master and then to run away from us." Amanda emerged from the blue smoke, smiling, holding an arrow in each hand.

"Amanda, you should use the arrows properly... And why are we even chasing this nobody?" Freytan spoke, looking at the man with complete disinterest.

The man realized that he had fully recovered, for some reason, it seemed that he had absorbed some of the blue smoke, recognizing it as Krintoin energy. He made a grave mistake by speaking, "Krintoin energy? Girl, then you're on my side?" He said with a smile, but within a fraction of a second, Fiona's foot struck his face, completely destroying his nose and breaking all his teeth, launching him far away.

"You bastard! So you're a servant of one of the fifteen?" The sound of Fiona's hand moving and cracking at the same time echoed as her face showed complete fury towards the boy who dared to absorb her energy, even if it was diluted to have only a weak effect and not affect the other two.

"Girls, this is no longer a game... Amanda, hit this bastard's kneecaps with your arrows, and Freytan, I ask you to run to Dantalian and inform him about this. This is not a time for him to play around," Fiona said, and as she finished speaking, she began to hear the man laughing.

"Hahaha, I told you! I knew it! You're all screwed! The master will kill that bastard and then hand you over to me..." Before the man could finish his sentence, his tongue was cut, and Freytan spoke with clarity and calmness, "Don't worry, Dantalian never gets involved in something he's not sure he can win."