I Became the Cute One in the Troubleshooter Squad-Chapter 105: The Enigma Auction Showdown (6)
Divine Power.
Or, to put it another way—Divine Magic.
In a typical fantasy setting, this was a supernatural force borrowed from a deity, primarily used by clerics.
But in the world of Fixers, it had long been considered extinct.
The reason was simple.
The primary deity who granted divine power had vanished along with the destruction of another world.
At its core, divine magic was a spiritual contract—an exchange of faith and focus in return for power.
And if the source of that power no longer existed, then divine magic itself should have ceased to exist.
For decades, ever since otherworlders first arrived on Earth,
the remaining priests had desperately tried to revive divine power.
But their efforts yielded nothing—not a single meaningful result.
The world had moved on.
‘And thanks to that, undead and vampires are living their best lives.’
With their worst natural predator conveniently gone,
it was no surprise that vampires managed to claim two spots on the World’s Seven Great Evils list.
But this world was based on a shounen manga.
And a lost power, erased alongside the apocalypse?
That was prime storytelling material.
Of course, divine power was bound to make a comeback.
In the near future, it would be revived—
by a certain secret organization
alongside a cult with millions of believers
and an artificial deity created on Earth.
At this very moment, that cult was still in its recruitment phase.
But the artificial deity itself had already been completed years ago in the original story.
Divine power functioned on faith—
gathering strength from belief and then redistributing that power.
Which meant, in theory—
if someone had the right aptitude, they could already access divine magic even now.
Good thing I remembered the undead’s weakness before it was too late.
Whether it works or not, I already asked the Tesseract to turn me into a version of myself from a timeline where I can use divine power...
It made sense that I could now cast divine magic.
After all, I had explicitly asked to be turned into a body capable of using it.
But what didn’t make sense...
Was why I had cat ears and a tail.
The Tesseract didn’t let me freely shapeshift.
Its actual ability was to overlay a possible version of myself from another timeline onto my current self.
To put it simply—
I could become another me from a parallel world.
I could turn into a future version of myself,
or even a version of me that fell off my bed this morning and scraped my arm.
But I couldn’t turn into Alice’s little sister.
Or Raven’s older sister.
Even if such a version of me existed in another timeline,
that wouldn’t be me anymore.
So why the hell was I suddenly a beastkin with cat ears and a tail?!
What the hell happened in this other version of me to make me turn out like this?!
Was I misunderstanding the Tesseract’s ability this whole time?!
That aside... so this is what life feels like for beastkin, huh?
Apparently, cats had a sense of smell that was 15 times stronger than humans.
And wow, did I hate that.
It felt like I was drowning in sensory overload.
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The sickly sweet scent of perfume,
the sharp, iron-like stench of blood,
and the gut-churning rot of decaying flesh—
Everything hit my brain like a hammer.
And my newly acquired ears and tail?
Twitching nonstop.
Completely out of my control.
Ugh.
Do beastkin just live their whole lives like this?
Honestly, being a dull, boring human might have been way more comfortable.
...Well, that’s not important right now.
I didn’t have time to worry about my new biology.
The Tesseract’s energy was limited.
I couldn’t waste even a single second.
The battlefield was still frozen in shock from the sudden appearance of divine magic.
And while everyone else was busy freaking out—
I calmly pressed my hands together.
I knew exactly how divine magic worked from the original story.
No formulas.
No incantations.
No calculations.
The only requirement was a prayer.
The moment I triggered it,
A warm, powerful energy surged through my entire body.
This overwhelming omnipotence—
Was this... divine power?
It was completely foreign to me.
I’d never even felt magic before,
so I had nothing to compare it to.
It was almost ticklish,
like invisible fingers tracing over my skin.
I almost let out a weird noise from the sensation.
Luckily, even with this new form,
I still couldn’t speak out loud,
so nothing actually came out.
"Verita! That brat is gathering divine power! KILL HER NOW!"
"Understood. That is a dangerous enemy. Immediate elimination required."
So channeling divine magic was visibly obvious.
The Vita sisters immediately rushed me down,
their eyes burning with pure killing intent.
Vita, the High Lich,
unleashed a wave of necrotic energy,
her attack capable of rotting anything it touched within seconds.
Verita, the Death Knight,
sprinted at me with her blade raised,
ready to cut me into tiny pieces.
But I wasn’t worried.
Because Tamamo and Alice had already moved.
"Tamamo! QUICK—"
"Nihya-haha! I’m already done!"
Maybe it was pure survival instinct,
but both of them had immediately realized that protecting me
was the only way to turn this situation around.
And thanks to their desperate efforts—
Tamamo’s defensive magic misdirected Vita’s necrotic attack,
turning a nearby wall and ceiling into ash instead of my body.
Alice threw herself at Verita,taking a deep cut to her shoulder,
but stopping the blade from reaching me.For this one moment,
I had no distractions.
This was my chance.
I pray.
FWOOOOSH!
With a dazzling burst of light, countless feathers woven from divine power scattered in every direction.
The moment they touched the undead, their bodies corroded away, leaving gaping holes where the divine energy burned through.
Verita, who had been about to finish off Alice, clicked her tongue and backed away.
Vita, on the other hand, immediately prepared a new necromantic spell to strike me down.
But then—
The feathers slowly drifted down toward the battered Tamamo and Alice.
And then, something incredible happened.
"Huh? This is...!"
"My wounds... they're healing?"
It was true.
The feathers melted into their wounded bodies, and their injuries vanished as if time itself had rewound to a point where they had never been hurt.
This wasn't mere healing magic—which simply accelerated recovery.
This was a miracle unique to divine power—an absolute reversal of injuries.
Even Alice and Tamamo—the ones being healed—stared in pure disbelief at their own restored bodies.
Then, as if they had just realized something,
they both turned to look at me.
The exhaustion that had weighed them down just moments ago?
Gone.
Instead, they stood tall, now firmly blocking my path as they faced the Vita sisters once again.
"Nyaa-haha! So you're giving us one more shot at this? I’d hate to disappoint you!"
"Leave it to us. We won’t let them lay a single finger on you!"
Alice and Tamamo.
Side by side.
Standing shoulder to shoulder against their enemies.
For a fan of the original story, this was a moment so damn cool it was almost too much to handle.
But that wasn’t the only reason I had used up my precious divine power to heal them.
The real reason?
I didn’t have enough divine power left to fight.
It was likely because the Artificial Deity didn’t have enough followers yet,
so the power it granted was far too weak.
Even if I had the type advantage, I would have run out of energy too quickly fighting the Vita sisters directly.
So instead, I chose to heal Tamamo and Alice—
because fully restored, they could fight and actually win.
Oh, right. I should give her this, too.
I trotted up to Alice, who was still putting on an overconfident act,
and poked her in the back with my finger.
Since I had changed forms, my usual fox mask had been left with Sabrina,
and I had swapped to a black half-mask I found on the floor.
Maybe because of that, Alice was looking at me differently than usual—
there was a slight edge of tension in her gaze.
That made sense.
I was taller than normal,
I had ears on top of my head,
and I had a tail swaying behind me.
She probably wasn't even sure I was Yuria.
"Ah, thanks for the heal! But it’s too dangerous, so you should fall back—"
"...!"
"Oh? Is this... a sword?"
I said nothing and simply handed her a blade—
one forged from pure divine energy.
Alice, despite her attitude, was a highly skilled swordswoman.
But up until now, she had been fighting barehanded.
That must have been frustrating as hell.
And against the undead, a weapon imbued with divine power would give her a huge advantage against the Death Knight Verita.
For a moment, she stared blankly at the weapon.
Then, after processing something,
her face split into a confident grin as she firmly took the blade.
"Thanks! No matter what happens, I’ll protect you! Yu—... No, My Lady!"
SWOOOSH!
Alice swung the radiant white blade,
a determined glint in her eyes as she faced the Vita sisters.
Before, her stance had been filled with pure determination,
a willingness to die fighting rather than retreat.
Now?
Now, she was brimming with certainty—
the conviction that she would win.
This was the Alice I liked best.
Because damn, she was so cool it made me jealous.
"There's no way divine power still exists! It was erased!"
"Eliminate her. Then report to Lord Morte..."
Before I even stepped away,
the Vita sisters lunged forward—
One with necrotic energy,
the other with an untraceably fast sword strike.
But this time—
Tamamo and Alice were ready.
Tamamo, now fully focused,
moved just a single finger—
and dozens of magical barriers instantly materialized.
Alice, now armed,
didn’t dodge—
she parried Verita’s sword effortlessly.
Even as they switched opponents mid-fight,
their movements were perfectly in sync.
Their teamwork wasn’t just good—
it was flawless.
The Vita sisters were twins,
but Alice and Tamamo were something even stronger.
They weren’t just comrades.
They were childhood friends.
And when it came to trust?
They were unshakable.
"Tch...! These brats... they're completely different from before!"
"Annoying. That sword—divine power makes it twice as frustrating."
Unbelievably, despite their endless stamina,
the Vita sisters were the ones growing anxious.
Theoretically, they could keep fighting until sunrise.
But that wasn’t the problem.
Their mission had been to spread /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ Rage Gas through the hotel.
They weren’t supposed to get stuck in a prolonged fight.
And worse?
Even when they tried using their undead physiology for surprise attacks—
I just healed any injuries Alice and Tamamo sustained.
Which meant...
Alice and Tamamo were slowly learning their attack patterns.
The fight was only getting easier for them.
"Alice! Now!"
"HAAAAAH!"
Tamamo’s magic forced an opening—
And Alice rushed in to exploit it.
The Vita sisters' coordination had always been their biggest strength.
But just for a moment,
Alice and Tamamo’s teamwork surpassed them.
"Ugh...! T-Tch, I need a barrier—!"
"Sister!"
SWOOSH!
Alice deflected Verita’s blade,
spun into range,
and slashed straight at Vita's throat.
For the first time,
the pink glow of her blade
didn't just deflect.
Didn't just defend.
It cut through.
Victory—
was in Alice's hands.
