The Silent Pact of a Wolf Babysitter
Chapter 75: A True Holy Form

Chapter 75: A True Holy Form

I had managed to fully regenerate by now.

But once again, Jobina appeared before me in a literal flash of light and drove her fist into my jaw, launching me skyward.

You know, Coastelle’s scenery is really something.

And from up here? It’s even better.

I inhaled lightly.

Mhmm. The air is delicious.

But before I could finish appreciating nature, a colossal hammer—apparently forged from pure light—materialized above me.

This wasn’t some party trick. It was a weapon designed to crush me.

Jobina slammed it into me mid-air.

Pain surged through me.

And the more pain I felt, the more certain I became: that thing could actually end me.

Time to abandon pride and call for backup...

My God...

They were all just sitting on the smooth, soft grass—watching their Master get clobbered by a divine hammer?

How cruel.

I’ve become a spectacle.

I turned to Platform and begged for help before I completely embarrassed myself.

After a few seconds of internal groveling, Platform agreed.

I had almost forgotten—I hadn’t used it in a while—but I had a light-inclined transformation.

No, even better. A true holy form.

All my darkness inverts and becomes light.

It’s mystifying. Frankly, it feels downright impossible.

But it saves me when I need it. So, no point overthinking it.

My second transformation—I call it [Blonde Holy Form].

A form that absolutely ignores the laws of existence.

It burns through a ton of magic energy, though not as much as my fourth Demigod form.

As the light hammer came swinging again, I raised a hand—and the light dispersed on impact.

That stunt earned me a wide-eyed look from Jobina.

We were several meters away from Alicia and the others, but I knew they were still watching.

Which means—I can’t disgrace myself.

The release of holy energy from a darkness-attributed Principality didn’t really confuse my followers much—they genuinely believe there’s nothing I can’t do. Same goes for Alicia. Blind faith that gets me into trouble.

And Levi? She already knew I could use divine powers from our first battle.

But Jobina? Her eyes were trembling in disbelief.

Fufufu. (A variation of Ruben’s evil laugh. Enjoy.)

My body began to grow—more muscular, taller.

Thanks to Jorō’s advances and Jobina’s pampering, my shirt was already in tatters.

But with the surge of holy energy, it finally gave up and tore apart completely.

And just like that, my delicious masculinity was on full display once again!

I can feel Levi drooling from all the way over here.

Mhmm. Now, this is the body of a Supreme Lord.

My scarlet eyes turned into glowing crystal blue, and my dark hair bleached into light blonde.

You know, this look reminds me of Bond—the con artist and Alicia’s father.

Maybe this current form has something to do with my Pact with him?

{...}

Well, no answers yet, I suppose.

Jobina’s mouth trembled. She wanted to say something, but the words wouldn’t come out.

"What? Do you have something to say?" I asked.

Unfortunately, in this form... my voice still sounded the same. Not intimidating at all. A shame.

"You... You..." Jobina’s face had gone pale. "You turned into a man!!"

What?!

Not ’You can use holy power even as a Principality?’

Not ’How did you even change your attribute? Inconceivable!’

This brat...!

"I was always a man, dammit!" I snapped, swinging my fist in frustration.

That revelation made her flinch. Probably replaying every moment she called me "her" or "she."

All the Specter Wolves were nearly on their knees in worship at the sight of my new transformation.

Alicia seemed to be in a good mood too, whispering battle thoughts with Levi—at least, that’s what I assumed.

I’ve truly become nothing more than their personal entertainer.

This whole thing feels like an illegal street fight, or some underground wrestling match.

When I glanced back at Jobina, I noticed a faint blush on her cheeks. She seemed lost in her own little world, just staring at me.

Ooooooooh?

Hehehe. Well, despite everything, she was still a growing girl. Maybe she’d finally started becoming interested in those kinds of things.

Oh, what a sinful wolf I am, letting such thoughts taint the innocence(debatable) of a young maiden!

"Th... This form means... h-he’ll be stronger..."

She muttered it like she was talking to herself. But her expression looked like an excited kid.

Suspicious.

Now, was she thrilled at the idea of me getting stronger, thinking she’d still beat me anyway?

Or... was she secretly hoping I’d finally give her a challenge?

Sigh... This is exactly why I don’t like unpredictable people. Like Bond.

Anyway, let’s hurry up and chase her away already.

Ordinarily, I’d be far more powerful than her.

It’s just that her attribute counters mine.

But now that we share the same attribute?

She’s a sitting deer... Or duck.

I like deer.

I don’t actually plan to kill her, though.

She’s the child of a Mortal Power. If I end her, I can kiss my peaceful life goodbye.

And probably kiss my life goodbye too. They’d hunt me down like a wild beast.

Never underestimate connection, folks!

Connection with Dearth saved me from Sarvest, and will now save Jobina from potential demise in the depths of Shadow Realm.

Honestly, I thought this would be easy.

I’m more powered up than ever (current PV: 1,660,000), running on pure holy energy now—

You’d think she’d start groveling, right?

Begging for her life?

She didn’t.

What she did was—

"Nonetheless," she scoffed, quickly regaining her composure. "Whether man or woman, you’re still plenty cute."

What’s that supposed to mean?

"...Your point?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.

Her smile faded. Her eyes turned ghostly white.

"I hate girls cuter than me."

It was almost guttural, the way she said it.

But... I’m a man!!! What is wrong with this kid?!

"So... Cutesy..." she whispered darkly, as her power began to flare. "Let’s inflict as much pain on each other as possible."

...Scary.

And so, it turns out I’m not the only Super Saiyan copycat in this novel.

Her green hair lengthened slightly, then turned spiky and gold.

Her eyes shone like miniature white suns, and her already-toned muscles bulked up just a bit more.

Hmm.

Platform, check her again.

{Understood.}

{Light-God Jobina

PV: 880,888.}

Ah. I see.

She just casually got a 100,000 Prime Value upgrade.

This is SO cheating.

Well... I got almost a 700K PV upgrade, so maybe I shouldn’t be complaining too much?

In this form, she was faster—her punches shredded the terrain through sheer shockwaves.

But...

It doesn’t really matter anymore.

I’m a jerk who doesn’t mind thrashing weaker opponents and gloating while I do it.

Her fist came screaming toward my chest.

I caught it, yanked her forward, and slammed my elbow into her face with enough force to hear an actual harmony of cracks.

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