My Girlfriend is an S-Class Adventurer

Hazor took a step to the side, clearing the way for Luke to pass through the grate space without a hitch. At that moment, the little squirrel given by Hazor to Luke appeared out of nowhere on the ground, and Hazor bent down to pick it up with his right hand.

"You once again did a great job." Hazor said, patted the little creature's belly and placed it over his left shoulder.

Luke stared blankly at this situation. He'd gotten the feeling the squirrel wasn't there to help him, but to watch over him, only he definitely didn't expect Hazor to use that to get to him.

"So where are we?" Luke asked, rubbing his arms coldly. Unfortunately, he was still shirtless and barefoot, wearing only his pants.

"I don't know, probably in some Sakan faithful hideout."

"What do you mean you do not know? How did you get here, to me?" When it came to Hazor, the Scale didn't give much information, so for Luke he was a big unknown.

"Huh? Isn't it obvious? I know my summon to teleport. I placed a magic binding circle on his belly, which allowed him to travel long distances." Said Hazor simply, as if what he claimed to have done was easy to believe.

However, Luke was not a man who used to doubt when it came to magic circles, for he understood that the versatility of magic was far greater than he could have imagined. "Okay, okay, I get it. What will we do now? Do you have something in mind?"

"I'm going to blow this whole place up and search the rubble for the cursed item."

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"Right, right." Arms folded, Luke instinctively nodded as he listened and spoke. "Wait… What!? You can't destroy everything, Meredith is probably here somewhere."

"That's why I don't work in groups. Jobs get harder when we need to protect someone. But it's okay, I understand you... If my plan doesn't work for you, I'll stay behind you." Hazor placed his right hand on Luke's left shoulder and smiled sympathetically, trying to support him.

The half-wolf threw his hand aside and snorted. Certainly Hazor's appearance was a surprise factor, but if the man was going to go along with Luke's plan, there was no problem. Also, Hazor was incredibly strong, Luke wouldn't need to protect him.

"Alright, pay close attention. A few months ago I heard a rumor that came from the south about the Sakan Religion, apparently human sacrifice has become something practiced by some villages and small towns of Sakan faithful. So I proposed to my companion that she use me as an offering when we found any suspicious Church members."

"Huh? And how did you know this plan would work? Sorry, but this seems like a very risky plan with little chance of success." Hazor spoke as he scratched his beard.

"Among all the plans I thought of, this was the only one that would get me here as quickly as possible. However, you're right, there's a big problem with this plan that you probably can't even imagine: Meredith and I are half-beasts, and we drank the last vial of elixir yesterday morning, meaning the illusion effect should already be on about to end."

Hazor's brows arched as Luke revealed all this. Hazor was already surprised enough by the half-wolf's calculated way of acting, but discovering that he was a half-beast seemed even more surprising.

"This is not good. If her friend, Meredith, is by Sakan's side by the time the elixir wears off, it doesn't matter if she is a woman who is making an offering to their God or not, they will kill her in the cruelest way possible without thinking twice."

The religious who followed the Sakan God were extremely prejudiced against half-beasts, because in the Tome of religion, half-beasts were considered nefarious and impure creatures, aberrations created by the combination of monsters and humans.

"I know, I know. So there is no time to waste." Luke said, opened the <Normal Inventory> and took out Nebezial's obsidian sword.

Soon after, footsteps could be heard, coming from the direction of the wooden door that was in the dungeon. On the other side of the door, a pair of men in long white robes had just descended the stairs to the dungeon.

"Did you hear that too?" One of them asked the other.

"I didn't hear anything. Are you sure you heard something?"

The second man looked incredulously at the first, who smiled shyly. "Maybe it's just mice, I'm sorry sir."

"Okay… Don't warn me like that again. I've heard that the sacrifice of the time is a very strong man, so we have to be careful, but there's no reason to fear him so much, the woman who defeated him did it with just a piece of wood from what I heard." The one who appeared to be the oldest, and highest-ranking, scoffed.

,m "Hehe!" The first held back from laughing out loud.

As soon as the older man pushed the heavy dungeon door inside, the light from the lantern that the younger man held invaded the room, but that was not enough to illuminate almost anything in the chamber. Even so, the two faithful entered the dungeon without saying anything, however, they were not avoiding making noise, because their footsteps echoed all over the place.

The younger man walked over to the saddle they said the prisoner would be in, but the moment he raised the lantern, illuminating the entire saddle, and saw nothing even in the darkest corners, he turned to speak to his superior. However, the older man had simply disappeared from his side, saying nothing. Immediately, he prepared to run as fast as he could, only suddenly he felt a cold blade touch his lower back. He was going to scream, but his attempt was stopped by Luke, who covered his mouth with his hand.

"Shhhh... It's okay, I just want to ask you a few questions."

As this was the first time this man had been in a situation like this, his legs went wobbly, and he dropped the lantern on the floor.

When the lantern fell, luckily it didn't break or have its flame extinguished, but its cylindrical shape made it roll a little on the ground. At that time, the light from the lantern illuminated the back of the dungeon door, revealing the scene of Sakan's second faithful already on the floor with his severed head. His face was eternally haunted by an expression of astonishment. Hazor hadn't shown as much leniency to his target as Luke.

That man who was surrendered by Luke started screaming and biting the hand that covered his mouth when he saw his superior dead. Which gave Luke no choice but to shut him up forever. So that the man would not have a long and painful death, the half-wolf just plunged the knife into his head hard and withdrew.

After that, Hazor and Luke Lange emerged from the dungeon, wearing the white robes that the two men wore.

The stairs leading to the dungeon were long, but luckily for them there weren't many doors that needed checking. This seemed to be a little-traveled area, as they didn't see anyone until they found another door like the one in the dungeon, made entirely of solid wood and hinged with iron.

"There are other people on the side of the door." Hazor warned, not needing to put his ear to the wood to hear.

"Yes I know. It's eight people, no... it's ten now. Two armored people entered through a door on the right."

"People in armor? This is unusual for a small town like this, adventurers stay where there are a lot of monsters, is it some guard who is on their side?" Scratching his beard, Hazor theorized.

"I don't believe it's a city guard. I was able to talk to an officer as soon as I arrived in the city and he was not wearing armor, just a uniform." Luke said, but the one who spoke to the city guard was Meredith.

"Is your mate on the other side of that door?"

On the other side of the door, it looked like there was some sort of celebration going on, because people were talking loudly and laughing. This broke Luke's stereotypical thinking about members of cults like Sakan's.

"I don't know, I don't hear her voice. She's probably not here, otherwise the men would be very bold and louder, Meredith is unusually beautiful." Luke replied, touching the door with his left hand to feel the vibrations. "It doesn't look like a cafeteria to me and there are no sounds of mugs or plates, they are waiting for something outside."

"If you're right, it's you they might be waiting for. You said earlier that your mate offered you as a sacrifice, it could be that the men we killed were the people who would bring you here." Hazor's way of thinking was similar to that of the half-wolf. "What is the plan? Are we going to enter this room and kill everyone who tries to stop us or do you have another idea?"