Kaisha had no choice but to invest her entire fortune to purchase the “Admin’s Mercy Package for the Meek.”

“Ugh, why?!”

Judging by the fact that there was only one available, it seemed the admin had customized this package specifically for her. But the product name…

Just as she feared, a vibrant marquee message flashed across the community:

**"Announcement: User ‘MagicIsJustAnAid’ has successfully purchased the ‘Admin’s Mercy Package for the Meek’ from the Dimensional Store."**

Comments flooded in almost immediately:

- *"What the heck…?"*
- *"LOL, what kind of nonsense is the admin up to now?"*
- *"Only the admin could come up with something this ridiculous!"*
- *"So, ‘Meek’? What a name, lol!"*
- *"Look at the shameless volunteer for unpaid labor!"*
- *"Is there anyone sane left on this platform?"*

Kaisha quietly vowed not to visit the community again anytime soon. She quickly closed the chat window and glanced at the items on the table—her “prized” package that had cost her entire Karma Point savings. She was trembling with embarrassment.

Inside the package were:

- **[Swift! Precise! One-Hit KO! Auto-Targeting Mini Plasma Cannon - Custom Magic Wand (Single-Use)]**
- **[Perfect! Warm! Clean! Full-Body Protection Suit (3-Star) - Magical Girl Costume]**
- **[Hacking Chip (???)**

“What…why…?”

A hundred questions ran through her mind, but she knew she’d get no answers.

“Calm down… it’s the purpose that matters, not the appearance.”

She tried to rationalize and donned the peculiar-looking suit along with the magic wand—or rather, the tiny plasma cannon.

“Ngh…”

Her humiliation was overwhelming, but she’d push through it for the greater good…

---

As she was gathering her resolve, the door opened, and the Crown Prince stepped in—only to freeze.

“….”
“….”

A heavy silence hung between them.

“Well… I won’t question your taste, but… I’ll wait outside.”

With a slight shake of his head, he stepped back and closed the door.

Kaisha looked down at the magic wand.

*Should I shoot him?*

A sudden urge to disappear washed over her.

---

“I’m more open-minded than I thought. I can try to understand your preferences,” he said with a smirk.

“You want to die?”

“That seems… a bit harsh for the Crown Prince.”

“Just be quiet!”

The Crown Prince wisely fell silent as Kaisha, her face as red as a tomato, stalked down the corridor in her adorable, pink, frilly outfit. Her brisk pace showed her eagerness to escape.

He followed her closely as they headed deeper into the palace.

“If we don’t succeed this time, we may not get another chance. Are you sure about this approach?” he asked.

“I’ve thought this through; that’s why I’m doing it now.”

“…Dressed like that?”

The fierce look she shot him silenced him again.

“Anyway, we have to consider this our last chance. The ‘meeting in private’ he suggested is obviously a trap,” she said.

“Yes, it’s likely an ambush. But it’s the only chance we have to do this without interference,” he replied, his gaze steely with determination.

The Crown Prince was prepared to sacrifice everything, including his title, to assassinate their enemy. Kaisha could tell he was carrying some secret weapon.

“It may be reckless,” she said, stopping to look at him. “But we can’t afford to wait any longer. If the contamination continues to accelerate, recovery will become impossible.”

“You’re right… although…”

“Although what?”

“Your outfit… ahem.”

With a small twitch of her eye, Kaisha kicked his shin.

“Gah!”

Ignoring the Crown Prince’s hopping and groaning, she marched forward with renewed determination.

---

In a dimly lit underground chamber, a towering figure stood in awe of a massive glowing pillar.

“Beautiful.”

The pillar, wider than ten men standing with arms outstretched, reached up from the depths and through the ceiling. The man’s black eyes gleamed as he gazed at the light radiating from the machinery.

“Ethanium…”

Known as the “Power of the Stars,” this miraculous fuel, *Ettar*, was refined and solidified into a metal called Ethanium for efficient storage. Extracting it was vital to his mission.

“My work here is nearly complete.”

He’d used a brutal process that drained the planet’s lifespan, but all he needed to do now was deliver the Ettar to his home world, and his mission would be finished.

---

The Crown Prince clenched his fists as they approached, steadying his pounding heart. He knew that if they failed, it wouldn’t just be his life at risk.

The weight of responsibility pressed down on his shoulders.

*If we don’t stop him now, the empire will be doomed.*

Failure was not an option. He had to succeed.

He clenched his dagger—an ancient relic known as the “Poison Dragon’s Fang,” a relic from the mythical age that held a venom far deadlier than any known poison.

The Crown Prince and Kaisha made their way to the enemy’s underground laboratory, passing through halls lined with electric wiring. Once a prison for captives, it was now repurposed into the enemy’s research facility—a stark reminder of how deeply the empire had fallen under his influence.

The door groaned as it opened, and there he was, his blue skin and piercing gaze greeting them with a sinister smile.

“It’s been a while. Kaisha, was it? You look particularly lovely today.”

The enemy’s snake-like gaze settled on Kaisha.

“…What?”

The Crown Prince’s mind froze for a moment.

*Is he serious? Or is he mocking her?*

No… by the look on his face, he actually meant it.

*Damn alien… his tastes really are different.*

Behind the Crown Prince, Kaisha’s barely-contained embarrassment finally exploded.

“D-die!”

*Wait, what?*

He hadn’t even—

---

*BOOOOM*

A blinding light filled the room, as if a dragon’s breath from the mythical age had descended upon them.