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

' His name is Zack? Why did those damn translators change the name? I almost made a mistake because of that ' I thought as I looked at the contract.

' But it's good to know. So the names of all the characters follow the Japanese version ' I thought, signing the contract.

Zack took the paper, looked at it, and smiled, placing it back on the table. In that instant, the contract disappeared, and in its place, a small piece of paper appeared with the words:

"The Great Library thanks you for using its services."

Zack extended his left hand, causing a green flame to emanate from his left eye, and said, "Now we are not only friends but business partners."

There it is, his ability, which was only shown once in the game and otherwise could only be rarely seen in other media such as comics and s, excluding the animation, as they only adapted the game's story, which takes a long time to reach the moment when he is forced to use it.

"You're really taking this seriously" I activated the Divine Hand, gripping Zack's hand tightly.

"And of course, after all, this is an agreement with a very important person."

Zack felt a tingling in his hand and soon noticed something looking at him and smiling. He said, "Now I understand why that girl's body was so relaxed, her bones were glowing."

"Using your abilities on a higher-ranked adventurer can cause trouble for you. Haven't you forgotten that?"

"Me? When did I use something like that? I just said that a friend is good with girls" Zack smiled, get up pointing out for the red door.

"Alright, I understand. You need some time to talk to your other friends."

The air suddenly became cold, almost instantly. If you looked at the mannequins, you could see the hands of some of them moving slightly.

"They seem to be missing you."

Zack let out a sigh. "You're right. It's been a while since I used my ability. That's why we'll see each other later."

Releasing Zack's hand, I began walking towards the red door. The closer I got to it, the more the cold air was replaced by the ambient temperature.

' Alright, now I just need to visit the other places... Where is that girl? ' I thought, already outside Zack's office.

As I was heading towards one of the attendants, someone tapped me on the shoulder.

"So, did you manage to win him over?"

"Where were you?"

"Are you just going to ignore it?" Freytan pointed to a white curtain that was blocking the entrance to the bathroom area.

"In the bathroom, why can't I?"

"I was just asking, don't overthink things. Anyway, we need to visit two more places."

"Just hope that at least they don't see me as trash..."

I placed my hand on Freytan's head.I think you should take a look at

"Why do you care about that? It's not something you would normally think about."

After saying that, I would walk ahead. It wouldn't take long before Freytan would follow me.

And so the two of us headed towards a winery where, unlike the stable, the NPC owner was not important at all, just a regular NPC. What mattered was their shop. The same thing applied to the weapon shop, so I didn't spend much time talking to them, and now we were in front of Jack Hamut's blacksmith.

' Thank goodness those bastards are gone ' I thought, looking around.

"You can do calculations, right?"

"It wasn't my plan to come back here so soon, but it turned out to be faster than expected."

"But then, why are we here? Are you going to try to win him over too?"

"Oh, no. I already came and made the main piece so we can leave this city soon. Just go in and keep quiet."

Freytan just looked at me without saying anything.

Standing in front of the door, I knocked on it three times. A few seconds later, I would hear heavy footsteps coming from inside, running towards the door.

When the door opened, it was Jack Hamut who had already returned to normal.

"Mr. Dantalian, why have you come back so soon?"

"I finished what I needed to, so I came to fulfill my word. Could you take me to where your granddaughter is?"

Jack Hamut couldn't believe that the man in front of him, even though he was technically far superior to him, was stooping to make a request without even mentioning a reward.

"Of course, sir. And of course, I am very grateful for this. Please, come this way."

Excited about the situation, forgetting their positions and basically everything about himself, Jack Hamut grabbed my arm, pulling me as if he were a child wanting to show off a new toy, so excited he was.

With my sudden departure, Freytan stood alone in front of the door, pondering what had just happened.

"What are you planning this time?"

With a curious expression, Freytan entered the blacksmith's shop, walking in the direction I had been taken. Along the way, the shrill noise of the hammer could be heard coming from a door nearby, but for Freytan, it was nothing extraordinary, as she had spent much of her life watching swords being created and destroyed.

Sigh.

Scylla, with her skilled hands, manipulates the materials with dexterity and precision. In her dimly lit studio, illuminated by a faint blue light, she works with intense concentration. The sound of hammers striking and flames crackling fills the air. Her movements are graceful and fluid as she shapes and sculpts the weapon. Each strike is executed masterfully, revealing her passion and dedication to creation. As the masterpiece takes form, an aura of power and mystery fills the room, witnessing the birth of something truly extraordinary. She just hadn't realized it yet, as the weapon wasn't exactly a weapon.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Scylla looked ahead, seeing her masterpiece nearing its final stage.

"Who would have thought something so simple could be so beautiful?"