“Captain!”

Linvar infused mana into his dagger, slicing through the iron bars. Entering the cell, he cut the chains binding Tarkind.

Linvar caught Tarkind’s limp body as he slumped down, like a piece of seaweed.

“Captain! Can you hear me? Do you recognize me?”

“Uhh…?”

Tarkind looked around with hazy, unfocused eyes. His gaze settled on Linvar, who was holding him.

The long, thin strands of hair.

The faint scent unique to women.

“Hiiiik! No more females! I don’t want to mate anymore!”

“Captain? What’s wrong, Captain! It’s me, Linvar! Get a hold of yourself!”

“Hiiiieeeek!”

Tarkind let out a girlish shriek, covering his face with his arms. He struggled violently, trying to escape Linvar’s embrace.

But his body was too weakened to break free.

The proud, dependable leader of the investigation squad—seeing him reduced to this state left Linvar in stunned disbelief. At a loss for what to do, he turned to Karami.

“W-why is the captain acting like this?”

“Hmm. Maybe the female orcs did something terrible to him? Seeing how violently he’s rejecting even a human woman like you, it seems he’s been through hell.”@@novelbin@@

Karami clicked his tongue as he observed the broken Tarkind.

If you’re going to be born as a male character in a weeb game, you’d better be overpowered enough to break the meta.

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