World’s Strongest Became the Game’s Weakest Villain

"As you wish."

"AAAH!" Dawn screamed as her back hit the ground.

"Good job! Just because she's an inhuman beauty does she think she can fling your kindness around like that?" Titania harrumphed. Was she praising her or insulting her? I couldn't tell to be honest.

The sounds of the Arachne's feet (dozens of them) entered my ears from the distance. I had flung them into a passageway away from the waterfall. It wouldn't have been possible to drop them down into the water from my angle.

"So, that's that. All the best," I said to Dawn. Just using the shields was straining my heart, I doubted I could pull any other magic for at least another fifteen minutes. It might seem short, but in a battle, each second highlighted the thin line between life and death.

"Tsk, just go if you're leaving," Dawn said, pulling back her words almost immediately. "It's better that way. Go and get help, this is not something we can do?"

"Oh yeah?" I said, puzzled.

The biggest reason that the adventurer's guild was so high on the entire system thing was that the fairies could use their abilities and remove someone from the dungeons.

I was here for training. The moment I was on the verge of death, Titania would kick me out and get me the help needed.

But what's with this girl?

Dawn wanted me to escape and call for help, but she didn't do it herself. She didn't even think of escaping by herself.

Either she was a total buffoon, unlikely since there should be a fairy with her.

Or something was wrong. I had already asked Titania to make sure that we can escape, so that wasn't the issue. I knew Titania was stronger than your general fairy, yet—

A hiss sounded out while I was lost in thought.

I immediately kicked Dawn, sending her away as I raised my sword and sliced down a web flying toward my face.

Before I could retreat, one arachnid of the three appeared in front of my eyes. Using the long appendages for its feet as an array of swords, the half-human half-spider unleashed a barrage of attacks at me.

Not letting go of my trail of thoughts, I moved just enough to avoid all the attacks. With extremely minuscule amounts of mana and aura left on me, this was pure physical training now.

"Not covering your body with Aura?" Titania posed, slightly concerned.

I had been doing so all this while since the requirement of not being even grazed was a constant, but that served as a level of insurance. Being on the very line that separated life and death was what counted as true training.

As I continued dodging, my intentions were conveyed clearly to Titania without a need for words.

"You actually are insane, aren't you? I knew it since we first met. You're totally gone in the head."

"Isn't it too late to say that now?"

As if on cue with her words, the other two Arachne also joined in on the battle. They sent shots of their webs hurtling through the air at me. I swiftly jumped back in an arch. Performing a backflip, I took some high ground and landed on two of my twelve shields.

I then fixed my hold on my sword. Another shield appeared behind my feet.

Using it as propulsion, I jumped through the air and prepared to attack one of the other two when.

"Damn brat!"

My shirt was tugged at, and before I could realize it, I was being lifted into the air.

My legs fluttered as I adjusted to the strange sensation of being carried. I looked up to see the hands of someone who should have been knocked down to the ground. The suited lady was carrying me as we soared through the air, and from the back of her clothes.

Came out wings.

Wings.

A person had wings.

I knew of beast people, but Avians didn't have retractable wings. They also couldn't pass as a human in the adventurer guild of all places.

Right there, with me in her hands, wings sprouted from the back of Adventurer Dawn as she carried me through the air.

Unable to process things well enough to offer some words, I ended up spouting the first thing that came to mind.

"You can probably save up if you tailor your clothes. Or are those wings like, ethereal? Do they not tear anything?"

"What!?" Dawn screamed. Her hands quaked as she dragged me to the lower floors. Her wings flapped as she avoided even the stray drops of bullets from touching me and looked for a safe place.

"Ah!" Then, a shout only I could hear from a cutie only I could see rang out. "I knew it! This brand, it's fake! This bitch has not entered a contract with any fairy!"

With the front-row seat to dawn's hands called my shoulders, Titania made a groundbreaking discovery. Adventurer journalists, my fairy has just brought you the next big sensational story!

The feeling of floating helplessly decreased as Dawn entered an empty passageway on the thirty-fifth floor.

Her wings flapped one last time as she lost power in her flight. We crash-landed and rolled on the ground deep into the empty passageway.

"Ahk! Ahk!" I coughed and pushed myself off the ground. As I sat up, adventurer Dawn was already on her feet.

She suddenly pulled me up and clasped my collars.

"What do you think you're doing, sacrificing yourself for me? Stupid kid! Just a scratch and you would've become the pawn of a demon."

Well, she was doing it out of worry so that was nice.

I didn't appreciate needless meddling though.

In a swift move, I knocked her hand away from my collar. Before she could react, I swept her feet off the ground. With one hand, I grabbed her collars and with the other, I pinned her hands to the wall.

My knee raised and dug into her abdomen, ready to attack at any moment.

Dawn couldn't utter a word as I did this.

"Wow, pinning a beauty right after seeing her, you savage," Titania commented from the side. Was that a jab since I couldn't see the 'beauty' of this beauty? What a trash fairy.

"Now," I said, ignoring my partner. The lady taller than me was now below my line of sight as I closed into her face. "I know you have made a fake contract. And those wings. Spill, what are you?"

Dawn groaned. Her jaws slackened first, as if she was surprised that I knew of the fake contract. Then, she quickly regained her composure and turned away from me.

Words weren't going to work, huh?

I couldn't use mana or aura well, but she was cornered nonetheless.

I let go of her collars and pulled my blade from my waist. I pressed the edge of the sword on her neck.

Dawn trembled and looked at the sword.

"Shitty brat..." she said.

"Answer."

She scoffed.

I drove the edge of the blade inside, just enough to make blood start spilling out. This wasn't enough, though, so I drove it in even deeper.

As soon as it went over the range of intimidation and entered the depth that would denote murder, Dawn started trembling.

"W-w-wait, stop! Stop!"

"Answer." I continued driving the blade in.

"I-!! Fuck. I-I am an angel!"

A smile spilled from my lips and I stopped driving the blade in. She didn't seem to have noticed though, as she screamed again with her eyes wedged shut.

"I am a fallen angel looking for regressors, god damn it!"

Hah?

For what now?

A chill ran up my spine at her loud proclamation.

Was the spice of the story coming in?

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