Ch.132Chapter 132 – Strange Decisive Battle (6)

“Haa, haa…”

“…Excuse me.”

A few minutes after Issac Adler came face to face with Silver Blaze who was out for a walk.

“Y-yes?”

“Are you having a hard time?”

“Ah, n-not really…?”

“Then why are you breathing so heavily?”

Adler, who was quietly being tied up with the rope that Silver Blaze always carried for emergencies, tilted his head and asked her.

“Ah, th-that’s…..”

“Well, I suppose it makes sense. Are you still feeling the aftermath of the battle?”

When Silver Blaze stammered nervously at those words, Adler asked again with a bright expression.

“Battle…?”

“I guess it would be tough. Gil the Reaper can’t be an easy opponent.”

“…Huh?”

After tilting her head in confusion for a moment, she quickly began to mumble vague responses.

“Well, I guess so…?”

“Honestly, I’ve gained new respect for you. I thought you were just some insignificant side character…”

“Th-thank you…?”

Having grown up watching people’s reactions at the racetrack since childhood, she was confident in at least pretending to understand and agreeing with whatever her master said, even if she didn’t fully comprehend it.

“Come here.”

“…Pardon?”

Of course, she did this knowing that praise and rewards—like carrots and a warm bed—would follow such behavior.

“I’ll praise you, so come here.”

“Ah…!”

And this time too, her behavioral strategy proved correct.

Even though she was technically kidnapping him, her master was calling her over with a gentle expression to praise her.

“Hehe…”

Thanks to this, Silver Blaze approached him with her usually drooping tail now wagging, her face full of anticipation.

– Slap…!

But the next moment, with a sharp sound, her head turned slightly to the side.

“Master?”

With a dazed expression, she realized she had just been slapped by Adler, who was now wearing a cold expression.

‘What did I do wrong? Did I misread his joke and actually do something inappropriate? Did I tie the rope too tight? Or maybe…’

In that instant, countless thoughts began racing through her mind.

‘…I should just cut my wrists first before I get thrown away, if I self-harm quickly he might take pity on me.’

“It’s a reward.”

“What?”

Just as her thoughts were heading in a rather dark direction, Adler’s voice, tinged with laughter, reached Silver Blaze’s ears.

“You like getting hit, don’t you?”

“……Oh.”

Tears began to well up in Silver Blaze’s eyes as her expression suddenly turned sorrowful.

“…Isn’t that right, Arsène Lupin?”

“Huh?”

At least until Adler suddenly mentioned the “thief’s” name.

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A few more minutes later.

“Wow, my life is completely over now.”

“………”

“To think I’d be kidnapped by the world’s greatest thief. Am I going to disappear forever?”

Silver Blaze, who had been walking quietly with her head down while holding the rope that bound Adler, stopped in her tracks upon hearing those words.

‘I thought something was strange…’

“Miss Thief?”

‘…Master thinks I’m the thief.’

Eventually, she muttered this to herself and glanced back.

‘Then, I should tell him the truth now…’

“What’s wrong~”

Just as she was about to speak up out of loyalty after a brief moment of dejection.

“Are you going to be a coward and leave the jewel right in front of you~?”

Adler asked with a playful expression while wagging his tail.

‘…Well, I’ll just keep him for myself.’

“Miss Thief~ Say something~”

‘No, I’ll take care of him properly.’

Silver Blaze’s judgment was immediately revised after seeing his expression.

‘With the donations in my account, I can serve him for a lifetime without him having to lift a finger…’

– Thump, thump…

“…Ugh.”

But suddenly, her heart began to race wildly.

‘Not again…’

Soon enough, as her body began to heat up, Silver Blaze lowered her head and started trembling quietly.

‘I thought I had cooled down a bit… but thinking about Master…..’

The heat cycle that werebeasts experience periodically every few months was not something that could be resolved by putting reason first.

Silver Blaze herself had tried various methods to relieve the heat in her hideout before finally coming to the park when she couldn’t bear it anymore.

“Ungh…..”

After twisting her body for a moment, she slowly began to turn her head toward Adler.

“Haah… Haah…”

“Um…?”

“Huaah…”

As she started breathing much more roughly than before, Adler looked at her with a slightly bewildered expression and began to back away, but at that very moment.

– Pounce…!

“Eek.”

Finally, with her eyes rolled back, Silver Blaze threw herself at Adler like she was crossing the finish line in a race.

“Miss Thief? This isn’t the time…?”

“Don’t know, don’t know…..”

“Shouldn’t we get out of here quickly?”

“I don’t knoooow…..”

Straddling Adler and wagging her tail frantically, she buried her face in his chest and began sniffing him.

“….Hauu.”

“What, what kind of thief is this strong.”

“I like it…”

“What?”

Although Adler was trying to push her away in confusion, there was no way his frail body could handle a werebeast in heat, whose strength exceeded that of an ordinary human even under normal circumstances.

“So sweet… Master’s scent is so good…..”

“…What?”

“I want to live smelling this scent every day……”

After struggling for a while, Adler gave up and quietly relaxed, and Silver Blaze embraced him completely and began to whisper.

“Master…”

The sweet scent emanating from her master had become dozens of times sweeter after his demonization, so it only took a few dozen seconds for her to completely lose her reason in that state.

– Nuzzle… nuzzle…

“I love you…”

“Wait…”

As she whispered with dreamy eyes while rubbing her belly against Adler’s, he finally seemed to realize something and brought his head close to her neck.

“This scent…”

After smelling her fur scent, which he had become quite familiar with after receiving her affectionate gestures over the past few months, he muttered in disbelief.

“Are you really Silver Blaze…?”

“…No.”

She quietly raised her head, stared intently at Adler, and whispered.

“I am Arsène Lupin, Master.”

“Ah, I don’t think so…”

“…I am.”

As her nuzzling became even more intense, cold sweat began to form on Adler’s forehead.

“I’m a thief, and I’m going to kidnap you now.”

“The thief never called me Master…”

“I’m going to kidnap you.”

She tightened the rope binding Adler’s body even more as she quietly corrected her statement.

“I, I trusted you…”

“This isn’t my fault, it’s yours, Master…”

“What?”

“Did you really think a werebeast in heat could maintain her sanity after being asked to tie someone up and kidnap them…?”

Saying this while burying her nose in Adler’s neck, she took another deep breath of his scent and muttered.

“I never told you to tie me up…”

“And Master, I’m a thief now, okay?”

“……”

“I don’t understand what you mean by saying you trusted me.”

Just as her eyes began to sparkle with perfect depravity.

“Don’t worry, Master. I’ll make you happy. Even though I’m a thief, I have a lot of money and supporters. So…”

– Rustle…

A small sound of stepping on fallen leaves came from behind them.

“Ah, guys!”

Adler looked back with a glimmer of hope and began waving his hand excitedly.

“Help me!”

“”………..””

Celestia Moran and Joanne Clay, who had just fought a bloody battle with the knights brought by Gil the Reaper, were staring down at him.

[No need to correct him anymore, right?]

[Probability of being kidnapped: 200% -> 500%]

[Probability of being imprisoned: 200% -> 500%]

[Probability of being ??: 200% -> 500%]

“…Guys?”

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“……..”

Meanwhile, at the park entrance.

“Hee, heehee.”

The vengeful spirit of Helen Stoner, who had been mercilessly absorbing the cold energy scattered around, was looking down at her increasingly visible body with a gloomy smile.

– Grrrr…

– Too strong…

And in front of her, various monsters from across England were kneeling and bowing their heads.

– Perhaps… it’s better to submit and get some scraps…

– Adler can be shared without dying…

– That’s right… grrrr…

It was the moment a leader was born for the low-level monsters who were destined to disappear quietly without even forming a proper shape.

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“…Cough, cough.”

And there was a girl watching this scene from a tree a little distance away, hiding her body and coughing up blood.

“Despite my nickname as a thief, I can’t let the jewel be taken like this…”

It was at that moment that a very familiar colored hair peeked out from between Arsène Lupin’s chest, who had temporarily retreated after being seriously injured in the fight with Gil the Reaper.

“…I was saving this for the very end.”

As those words ended, her body shape began to gradually change.