[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game":3,"chapter-how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-551":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","How to survive in the Romance Fantasy Game",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1218820,1604,"Chapter 551: Hero....!","how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-551",551,"\u003Cp>FOOOOSHHHH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A streak of light—blinding, as radiant as the sun’s own spears—ripped across the dungeon skies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark cavern, once an eternal void, cracked under the sheer brilliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the deepest pits, where nothing but shadows had ever breathed, a searing blaze ignited everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HOOOO...!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SWIIISSHHH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SWOOOSHHHH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monsters shrieked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creatures that had lived their entire lives blind in the abyss froze, their instincts breaking under the storm of radiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure of light blurred past them, faster than their eyes could follow, tearing them apart like hot knives through frozen butter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Limbs fell before their screams even formed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas didn’t even need to strike anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The holy sword sang for him, its edge cutting through air, through flesh, through spirit itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monsters fell in droves—those that crawled on the ground, those that soared in the air—none of them escaped the holy brilliance that refused to dim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carved down every last one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Their traces lie within this very realm, Master.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice of the holy sword rang in his skull. Lucas’s golden eyes narrowed, a hunter’s gaze piercing the writhing darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He searched, but all he saw was the endless tide of beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just blood and ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you sure they’re here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yes... though their presence is masked... no—it is scattered.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas’s jaw clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The divine fire roaring in his veins felt absolute, limitless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet—why did he feel so powerless?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So damned useless?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then where—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>GRAAAGHHHH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A monster’s death-cry cut him short.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas plunged down, his blade spearing through its skull, light exploding out as the creature’s body split apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He landed slowly, feathers of white radiance spilling from him, cascading across the mountains of corpses he’d made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stink of death filled the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black blood soaked into the stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hand, spreading his divinity like a tidal wave, hunting for a trace, a whisper—anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No Stacia. No Reina. No Emilia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I shouldn’t have let that demonic worshipper go...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas mumbled, his voice cracking with frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in his haze, he knew it had been a mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To let himself get distracted, even for a heartbeat, was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enough for that twisted servant of darkness to slip through his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Foolish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unforgivable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Your actions were enough, Master... it is simply unfortunate the enemy was very tricky.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword’s words did nothing to ease the burning in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas clenched his teeth. He couldn’t afford to waste another moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even know where this overwhelming strength inside him came from—only that it wasn’t endless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was burning through him faster than he realized, and if he didn’t move now... if he didn’t find them soon...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time would devour him before the dungeon did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stacia. Reina. Emilia. Vanessa. Flamme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swore he would protect them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been the right choice to split from Flamme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they had stayed together in this twisted bait of a labyrinth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even from here, he felt it—the faint trace of the divinity he’d entrusted to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like an invisible thread pulling tight, it brushed against something else, someone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strange resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As though part of him could feel her, see her, touch her, despite the impossible distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas lifted his hand. White divinity pooled in his palm, pulsing, breathing under his will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every beat, feathers spilled from it—pure and radiant—drifting down like snow melting into nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest tightened. His lips parted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you know what’s happening to me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The holy sword was silent for a long moment. Then its voice echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...This is the prize—and the burden—of your birth, Master.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas’s brows furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words twisted around him like chains he couldn’t see, couldn’t understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did it mean? What truth was buried in that riddle?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to demand answers, but he knew better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled sharply, shaking his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no point pressing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gripped the holy sword tighter, knuckles whitening around its hilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade thrummed in his hands, and his aura spread outward, flooding the black plains with blinding radiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darkness recoiled, peeling back under the weight of his light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Have you found out anything?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[..... Based on the energy traces left, the mana here has been laced with the same frequency as your missing juniors, Master... but it is too far-spread, too wide to pin down.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas’s jaw tightened. His thoughts sharpened into a single, grim conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So this place was bait...’\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yes... the signs are faint, but I can feel traces of celestial magic interwoven within the monsters inhabiting these plains.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas had already begun to notice it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time he cleaved through the endless horde, every time he cut down another beast, that same foul, mocking sensation stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if the demonic nun worshipper were still here—faint whispers of her existence tangled in their flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now his senses were stretched so wide he felt he could perceive nearly anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pulse of mana, the weight of life, the tremors of hidden spells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—no matter how far he reached, no matter how he strained—he couldn’t feel them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze turned east.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pupils flared with golden light, vision piercing the horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, beyond the swarming dark, he saw it: a single red glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Distant, small as a dot, but burning unnaturally against the void. In all this suffocating night, it was the only natural light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it bled mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just a trickle—an ocean. It churned, leaking into the plains, feeding the dungeon itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The core had to be there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But behind that veil of energy... something else pulsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the cold of the abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the hollow hunger of the monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something hotter....???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you notice anything in that area?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Negative... the energy is too faint for me to assess. Master is free to act as he pleases, but pressing matters remain at hand.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Then has the goddess sent another form of guidance?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[No.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can you at least feel the Saintess?\".\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yes... she is all around us.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas froze. His grip on the sword trembled for a fraction of a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All around us?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words echoed through his skull like a curse. His breath steadied, but his mind refused calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the holy sword was as confused as he was, then what did it mean?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That the Saintess was spread across this dungeon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That her presence had been scattered, like dust in the air?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing as staying here was bound to get him nowhere, Lucas drew in a long breath and spread his mana as far as he could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White energy cascaded outward like a storm, brushing against the walls of this cursed floor, feeling for every crack, every hidden chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, just as quickly, he constricted it, pulling the tide back into himself until his aura was compressed into a razor’s edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know how vast the dimensionality of this tenth floor truly was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if he had to scour every crevice of this abyss, every corner, every shadow—he would.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The holy sword pulsed, answering his will, ready to ignite divinity and mana as one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fufufu~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mocking lilt slithered into his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice he knew too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello~ Did you miss me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nun floated above him, draped in the suffocating shroud of dark skies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her silhouette shimmered, faint circles of celestial magic spinning lazily around her, stardust trailing from her hands like a cruel imitation of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas’s grip on his sword tightened until the hilt groaned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh-uh~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sing-song voice cut him off. She pointed down at him, fingers curling sideways like a dagger poised to twist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Move... and they will surely get it~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flourish, she spread her palm. Two translucent screens tore open in the air, crackling with faint light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas’s breath caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On them—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reina and Emilia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The image was hazy, blurred like a dream, but clear enough to see their faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flushed, glistening with sweat, eyes wet with tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their breathing hitched and ragged, lips parted as though choked between sobs and gasps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bodies trembled, collapsing in on themselves in a haze of humiliation and suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas’s thoughts collapsed into static.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart lurched, rage and terror choking him all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VOOOOOOOOOSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Power erupted out of him, divinity flooding the plains in a single violent sweep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earth cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mountains of corpses around him liquefied into pulp beneath the weight of his unleashed fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nun only laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for the celestial reverse-gravity cocoon shielding her, she would have been obliterated where she floated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, she hovered effortlessly, a smirk etched across her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fufu~ now now... don’t get too excited.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wagged her finger mockingly, her eyes glowing like twin pits of amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We aren’t even at the climax yet... oh, dear hero~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words dripped like poison, taunting, dangling cruelty before him like bait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>........\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"P-Please stoop... ah... n-no more... please~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hhhhnngh—ahhh, shh-stop! P-please, I—I won’t be able to hold back—ahhhhnngh~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I-I can’t... p-please...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two hazy, breathless voices burned into my ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their faces—once filled with fear, concern, and that righteous glare—were now ruined with tears and flushed with humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every twitch, every cry, every stutter just dragged them deeper into shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They begged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They whimpered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They wanted me to stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The glowing white feather in my hand brushed against their skin again, and the results were just too perfect to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emilia jolted every time I teased under her armpits, her whole body trembling as she desperately bit her lip, trying not to break—only to burst into helpless giggles a second later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reina thrashed even harder, her composure shattered completely as she shrieked with laughter when I stroked her neck and legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They couldn’t fight it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not against me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[White Dragon’s Feather]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A neat little tooltip floated in the back of my mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A B-ranked item.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing flashy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a wonderful \"relationship booster item\" for Seo’s route.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An item that turned any touch into unbearable ticklishness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Supposed to be harmless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cute, even.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahahahaha—s-stop!!\" Emilia squealed, her cheeks glowing bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehehehehh—n-no, I-I can’t—!\" Reina begged through desperate laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn’t stop the slow grin stretching across my face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their flushed expressions, their helpless giggles, the way they writhed and trembled—it was intoxicating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would’ve thought? Teasing my sister and a supposed heroine like this... watching them come apart under nothing but a feather... was this much fun?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I should use this with the other girls next time...’\u003C\u002Fp>",1747,"2026-06-03T14:41:08.409Z",1,"novelbin.me","29f96f2a6b49add30fc004039092222f9ee80fcb2c5ab75f0aec0798367d1357","how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-552","how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-727",727,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhow-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-cover.jpg"]