“Cough… cough… cough”

  Over and over, Coldness Divine coughs up large amounts of blood, Lawrence quickly heals her wounds, but the damage does not come from her physical body. Absorbing too much vitality in a limited time causes damage to the hunter's soul, no one in their right mind would try it unless their life was in danger.

  “Level 492, but at what cost?”

  “…cough”

  Coldness Divine leans on Lawrence's shoulder, but despite her weakness, her eyes show an unbreakable will.

  “Let's continue.”

  She separates from him and takes flight, “This regression contains too many factors, it's impossible to ensure they will repeat next time. I need to see how far I can get.”

  Silently, Lawrence follows her, he would be considered a fool if he hasn’t understood what's happening by now.

  The ferocity and precision with which Coldness Divine attacks her enemies are none other than the experience of having faced them over and over. Each one is partnerd with a death, a regression, it's insane to think that she has been able to endure all this.

  “There she is! Stop her!”

  “Ha! Trash, know your place.”

  Her fan generates waves of fire, hunters and lower-level sentinels join forces to withstand the attack, but their efforts are futile.

  Coldness Divine can rightfully be considered a ranker at this moment.

  Along the way, this situation repeats on numerous occasions, the killings are not even enough to level up. Strangely, the direction they are headed is not outward, where the barrier that rankers have the possibility to break is located.

  “This must be the place.”

  At some point, Coldness Divine lands on the ground.

  Lawrence looks around and asks, “What exactly are we looking for?”

  “I don’t know, this is the first time I've gotten this far.”

  She was always interrupted by that woman, whether by attacking her head-on or encountering her along the way. Today she has the chance to search for what she longs for without a stone in her shoe.

  “If Sky Petal were here, the search would be easy.”

  “Haven’t you been told that talking about another woman is rude?”

  “You know my job, be thankful I don’t hide it from you.”

  Coldness Divine clenches her fists, she doesn’t continue the fight simply because her head hurts.

  At some point, Lawrence stops and looks around. “Wait, I think I feel something.”

  “You?”

  She mocks, if what they are looking for was so easy to find, she wouldn’t need so many regressions to locate it. At the same time, Lawrence wants to slap this ungrateful dragon bitch, but the feeling he has is real.

  Something different can indeed be felt in the environment.

  “…You were right.”

  Spatial magic resides in the place, distorting the environment. A vast circumference is protected, making it impossible to discover this place through any method. Only by being close for a few meters is it possible to glimpse the strangeness in the atmosphere.

  “How did you do it?”

  If Lawrence has such an ability, then...

  “I don’t know.”

  To hell with his ability, it was pure coincidence.

  “Hahaha, Hahaha!”

  Nothing matters more to her at this moment. Coldness Divine gathers all her strength in her fan, a small sphere changes from red to blue and finally to white.

  “Destroy this sub-space and all that inhabits within!”

  After hundreds of regressions, she has come to understand the composition of this sub-space. Before her lies the core that holds this world in a different dimension, and destroying it will have unimaginable consequences!

  The sphere of compressed fire follows a straight trajectory, its force can destroy kilometers around. Coldness Divine is sure that this time she will succeed.

  But then, a voice is heard in the distance.

  “Stop right there!”

  Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

  The next moment, the sphere of compressed fire is diverted, generating a loud noise and subsequent shaking of the ground. Still, the damage was minimized, someone was able to nullify her attack.

  “I never expected one of those women to level up so much.”

  Four men appear in the sky, one of them looks at Lawrence. “What surprises me most is seeing you involved, I didn’t think you were so stupid.”

  “Dark Root…”

  The one who invited him to work in this place and who granted him the privilege of choosing Coldness Divine to be her dao protector. Dark Root.

  In response, Lawrence casually shrugs his shoulders. “It’s not like I could have done much either, I'm not very strong to begin with.”

  “…You have a point.”

  The men accompanying him subtly change their expressions. They came to this place to stop the enemy, they didn’t believe one of the big shots would stop to chat with one of the criminals. The situation borders on the absurd.

  ‘Is that Lawrence’s benefactor? Can he be of use to me? No, it doesn’t seem to be the case.’

  Meanwhile, Lawrence is surprised to see Coldness Divine so calm-- no, it would be more accurate to describe her as immobile. Since those four men appeared, she dares not make a move.

  ‘Damn it! At this point, if she doesn’t do something in the next few seconds, I’ll have to force her to--’

  His thoughts are interrupted by Coldness Divine. “Buy me time.”

  Faint words reach his ears, Lawrence is glad to hear her.

  “Lawrence… Lawrence. We are not strangers, we have known each other for a long time. There have been few occasions when we have met, but I have a very good impression of you. You will make things very easy for us if you stay away from that bitch.”

  His tone of voice changes near the end, his expression clearly shows he is not joking. He must not test their friendship, because he will end up losing!

  “From the beginning, I had no intention of interfering.”

  Lawrence raises his hands high in a sign of peace.

  “I can’t tell if you’re smart or stupid.”

  Dark Root feels no animosity towards him, on the contrary, he is a rare user of sacred magic with whom he shares tastes. The only desire of that man are the women who were once great figures in their time, his? Money, power, and wine.

  "I only healed part of her wounds when she finished her battles, I didn't want them to ruin her beauty."

  With a smug smile, Lawrence extends his hand towards Coldness Divine's face and caresses her cheek. Then he slides his finger down her neck, when she finally understands his intention, he touches one of her breasts.

  He gently lifts it and then lets it fall under gravity.

  "You should thank me for my good work."

  Dark Root snorts. "It hasn't been of much use, the damage she has caused is considerable. We still have to identify the bodies, but if someone important has died... Do you understand what I mean?"

  For them, the result is still unclear, while for Lawrence and Coldness Divine, the outcome is more than obvious. Coldness Divine killed Noble Indolence for heaven's sake, what did they expect? To solve all this with a small punishment?

  Lawrence will see all his efforts, painstakingly built, be destroyed in vain, the resources invested in her will have been wasted.

  "She's still a level 500 dragon, she's so weak that a little pressure is enough to defeat her." Casually, Lawrence arrives at the topic he was waiting for, "Wouldn't it be better...?"

  After hearing him, Dark Root says: "Hm, not bad."

  Dark Root stops to think about the possible gains, when one of his men subtly coughs.

  Words are not necessary, Lawrence immediately distances himself from Coldness Divine understanding their meaning.

  “That’s all I could get for you.”

  Whether the time was enough or not, will depend on her.

  Dark Root points at her with his finger. “First things first, stop that bitch.”

  Of the three men, the one of intermediate level moves towards Coldness Divine. “Your attack was weaker than expected, are all dragons like this or is it due to your current conditions?”

  Despite closing the distance, Coldness Divine does not move an inch.

  "Hah, you'd be a worthy opponent outside. If you agree to join us, I promise no one will dare underestimate you."

  His confidence is absolute, those who underestimate a level 600 ranker are simply courting death.

  Five meters separate them, the man understands that Coldness Divine has reached her limit.

  “You’ve done well, no one would criticize your decision--”

  “Watch out!”

  An unusual aura surrounds him, for a moment he loses all his senses.

  “What?”

  The next moment the man turns into a cloud of blood.

  “That bitch killed him with a single attack! Protect me!”

  “Cough!”

  Coldness Divine coughs a mouthful of blood, not only from the backlash of using the laws of the world, but also because her level increased to level 507!

  With bloodshot eyes, Coldness Divine looks towards a certain place. 'I must destroy the core, that is my only chance...'

  She gathers all her strength and once again tries to destroy that space distorted by spatial magic, if she breaks through it, she can destroy this sub-space!

  “What are you doing?! Stop her!”

  As volatile as he is, seeing that Coldness Divine had no intention of attacking him, Dark Root sends his men towards her. A ranker can be replaced, not the core that holds the sub-space!

  But then…

  “I was kidding.”

  A smile appears on Dark Root's face.

  “Eh?”

  Too late, Coldness Divine realizes his meaning. When the magic, into which she had put her entire being, strikes the distorted space, it redirects in all directions. From the beginning, this place would deflect her attacks without the intervention of a third party.

  "Hahaha! Look at that bitch's face! She thought she could do it! Hahaha!"

  Her strength plummets rapidly, Coldness Divine has sacrificed too much, she no longer has the strength to fight.

  “Come on Lawrence, laugh with me. Haha, that bitch is more interesting than I thought.”

  Everyone can see her miserable state, worry about her? She can barely stand!

  “Hey, Lawrence... What do you think you’re doing?”

  Walking towards Coldness Divine, a sword appears in Lawrence’s hand.

  “Tsk, you’ve disappointed me, Lawrence.”

  Dark Root looks at his men and nods, "Kill him. As for that bitch, don't harm her, there are procedures to follow."

  The two men fly towards Lawrence, they don't dare attack him from a distance for fear of harming Coldness Divine. They will make sure to kill him with their own hands.

  “Coldness Divine...”

  Holding her in his arms, he takes advantage of her weakness.

  He presses his lips to hers and kisses her.

  After separating their lips, he says, “Promise me that next time you will let me kiss you again.”

  “Scum.”

  “Stop him! Don’t let him--!”

  A smile blooms on Coldness Divine and then, a sword pierces her heart. Vaguely, she can see a hand reaching for Lawrence's neck.

  Without knowing what happens next, she closes her eyes and breathes her last.

  ‘Someday... I’ll make it.’

  Coldness Divine has died.

  +++

  “What are the origins of Coldness Divine? Is she really an orphan?”

  He walks while reading some documents.

  “It is unknown whether she has siblings or had parents, the general belief is that she is an orphan who made her name through a bloody path. In a kingdom of humanoid dragons, admiration is hard to earn.”

  After reaching a conclusion, he sighs and burns the papers.

  At that same moment, Lawrence stops and looks around, puzzled.

  “How strange... déjà vu.”

  Minutes later, he would arrive at the residence of Coldness Divine, finding her sitting on her roof, swinging her feet.

  As if nothing had happened.