Chapter 5

Ugh, disgusting.

I spit out a piece of the penis and cautiously opened my eyes.

After logging out, I was definitely going to complain about this.

The game character’s severed penis rolled across the floor. As one of them approached me with a dagger, my eyes focused on the door behind him.

Run over there and log out right away. If you leave the garden, you can log out. Now that you’ve set the sensitivity to 100 percent, the pain will be the same as actually getting stabbed. I wiped my sweat-soaked palm on my nightgown and bent my knees.

Because of the sensitivity, my belly was still throbbing, and it was hard to move. But this was no time to worry about something so trivial.

“Now…”

I took a deep breath and quickly passed by the man. I felt the man chase me from behind, but I kept running.

“Stop!”

“Ahh!”

As soon as I grabbed the door handle, the man’s hands gripped my hair and pulled me back.

But I refused to give up. I yanked open the door, allowing the bright sunlight to pour in.

“Haniel, what happened?”

I heard a low, rough voice, and I squinted.

‘Paladin Ardal.’

A man with nicely tanned skin, black hair, and an abstinent impression man asked me. He wore a white paladin uniform.

Noticing the dire situation, he frowned, and his hand moved to his sword, sheathed at his waist.

“Who are you! Get out now!”

“Haniel?”

“Yes, yes! That’s me!”

I hurriedly nodded. This was our first meeting, so I had to introduce myself.

Ardal was a paladin who escorted me from the temple and was one of the target characters.

The paladin that originally picked me up was not Ardal, but the Terminal Knights, so I didn’t know why he was here.

But it didn’t matter. The only one who could save me now was Ardal.

“Shut up!”

The man behind me frantically put me in a headlock and pressed a knife to my neck. It was a blunt blade, but it could still pierce my neck.

My body froze. Trembling, I whispered a plea to Ardal.

“H-Help me.”

Ardal heard my plea, and an eerie light flashed in his black eyes. He unsheathed his sword and slashed the man’s neck.

Puuk.

Ardal’s other hand pushed the dagger away from my neck.

Huh?

I had to take a potion. What the heck.

My eyes rolled back in my head, and I collapsed before Ardal.

I could see my surroundings, even when I was stunned by the game. Although the game had closed my eyes, I could still see Ardal and me from the air.

“Haniel, are you okay?”

“……”

Ardal spoke to me, and he knelt. He threw his sword away and examined my face.

Ardal’s eyebrows furrowed when he saw my swollen cheek, where the man had hit me. Frowning, he laid down his sword and carefully brushed my cheek.

I could feel his touch, even when I was knocked out.

Ardal’s gaze flickered over my body to check if I had any other injuries. It slowly traveled down toward my bare, chilly legs.

Oh, this is a bit embarrassing.

The liquid I had generated still lingered on my thighs, and because Haniel was a rated R game character, I didn’t need a gel.

“Huh…”

Ardal seemed to be able to tell what had happened.

It wasn’t hard to tell after looking at the messy room, skewed bed sheets, and the abandoned toy lying on the floor.

It wouldn’t be unusual for Ardal to jump to a conclusion.

“I-I didn’t do anything. That bitch is mine…”

“Shut up.”

Ardal stood up, hugging my body with one hand. My cheeks rested against his shoulder, and I marveled at Ardal, who held me like I was a light doll.

Ardal embedded his sword in the body of the man who had been rolling around the floor. He looked around and sighed.

“Sorry, Haniel.”

His apology stunned me, and he placed my outer garment in the closet. He covered my body with his jackets and headed to the porch.