Women's World: I am the man with the most OP auxiliary class-Chapter 170: First Day of Quest; Making a New Friend

"What is a Vorshaan Nivalis Cimeira?" I asked Dianeira curiously, who stood in front of me on guard against the great white cat, keeping her eyes fixed on it instead of the aliens.

It was as if this motherly white cat were more dangerous than the aliens themselves...

"That! That great lynx is a Vorshaan Nivalis Cimeira! It’s the most dangerous feline that exists!

They grow beyond ten li, and some even surpass fifteen or even twenty li—but I think the last part is a myth... Still, this one seems very small..."

Dianeira gave me a quick lesson on the feline species of this world. I haven’t had many zoology classes, and although the Royal Academy teaches many courses, these are mostly extracurricular or specialty tracks—like for those who specialize in taming and breeding magical beasts.

Headmistress Roselle also added this subject to my curriculum, but she left it pending since I already had too many classes scheduled for this year. So for now, I can identify plants, trees, shrubs, herbs, and everything in the vegetal and partial fungal kingdoms—but I don’t know much about the animal kingdom.

But hearing Dianeira’s voice—filled with both fear and respect—I could feel that this great white cat was truly important and dangerous.

I could see the mother cat stood three meters tall—still far from the ten li Dianeira mentioned, which would be about five meters.

Dianeira says they can grow up to ten meters? Even if it’s a myth, seven meters alone would make them enormous monsters!

And yet, this huge white mother cat is already three meters tall... and Dianeira says she’s still young?

"It seems you’re both afraid of her and in love with her at the same time."

"Are you kidding!? It’s a Vorshaan Nivalis Cimeira!!

It’s every hunter’s and beast-tamer’s dream!!!"

By now, the great Vorshaan cat—though in better shape thanks to my buffs and having eliminated one Dune Runner—hadn’t reduced the enemy count, because another Dune Runner arrived: the one that ran ahead and showed us the way.

"Well, if we don’t do anything, the big white cat will lose."

"But..."

"We are Summoning Warriors, and our duty is to protect this planet from alien invaders from another world!"

I cast support magic and fairy dust over Dianeira.

It’s not that I ignore the danger of a wild beast—it’s that watching a mother fight to protect her cubs and doing nothing would stab my heart with regret for the rest of my life.

Rising into the sky, I unfurled my wings. Though I don’t need fairy wings to fly, releasing them from my body maximizes my connection to nature’s energy and my control over fairy dust.

"RAAAAWW!" The Vorshaan’s mighty roar unleashed a gale of wind blades.

The Dune Runners (Zerglings) were thrown back, but not seriously injured. At a distance, the Roaches prepared to spit their acidic venom.

Though the Vorshaan’s area attack seemed indiscriminate, not a single blade came in my direction.

I flew to position myself above the great Vorshaan cat.

"{Earth Wall!}"

Just as the Roaches were about to launch their acid, I gathered earth-element mana in my hands and raised a wall of soil right in their faces.

TSSSSSSSSSSSS... The sound of acid sizzling filled the air as it melted my earth wall—but the wall did its job and blocked the attack.

Zantar Snigill, alias Roaches, store potent acid in their stomachs that they vomit to cause massive damage. Though they can’t use it constantly—their acid production is limited—you must always watch for when they might unleash it.

GRRRRRRRR

RAAAAAAGSS

Though the Roaches seemed annoyed, and the Zerglings frustrated by their failed assault, the Vorshaan seized the opportunity to pounce on a Zergling, bite its neck, swing it through the air, and slam it into the ground.

The other Zerglings lunged at the cat—but glowing silver arrows struck them down.

"Let’s defeat these otherworldly invaders!" I smiled at Dianeira, who had already flown to my side.

Thanks to the fairy dust I sprinkle on allies, they not only gain abundant energy to fight—they also heal wounds, recover stamina, and can fly.

I watched *Peter Pan* in my past life too...

"Mm! Let’s kill these monsters!" Dianeira took position beside me and began drawing the string of her longbow, charging magical arrows.

A small, cute white rabbit sat on Dianeira’s right shoulder.

"Come on~! lest fight together" I whispered softly—and the great white cat seemed to understand me, leaping forward to fight the Roaches.

Dianeira fired her magical arrows while I focused on empowering them and aiding the Vorshaan—shielding her white fur and casting curse-type magic at the aliens.

Though Dianeira and I can easily handle two Dune Runners (Zerglings), against five we’d surely lose. But thanks to the massive Vorshaan acting as our tank and our advantage in the air, it was easy.

After a short while, with a whip-like tail strike, the last Zergling was eliminated.

The place no longer held its beautiful white vista—as if a blanket covered everything. Now it was full of attack marks and craters in the earth.

A Dune Runner’s size varies between 1.5 to 2–3 li in official records. Elite units and Brood Lords can exceed these measures. Zantar Snigill range from two to three meters.

So this great white mother cat is larger than the aliens that attacked her. Thinking about the size of an adult Vorshaan—and seeing this one is still young yet so strong—I can only imagine the power of full-grown Vorshaans. Now I understand Dianeira’s initial shock and fear.

The Vorshaan pounced on a Roach, driving her front claws into its back and biting its neck. While Dianeira and I distracted the other Roach, the Vorshaan tore through its neck and spine with teeth and claws.

After that, it only took a minute to kill the last Roach.

Then, when the Roach had stopped fighting, the Vorshaan released her grip and stepped aside. She looked exhausted and badly injured.

"Vremya, get away—it’s dangerous!"

"Wait, I have to help her. She bit those things—she might be contaminated." I lowered my altitude slowly, approaching the Vorshaan.

The great white mother cat growled softly at me—but didn’t attack. My magic is calm and serene. Unlike mages who wield chaotic arcane energy or shamans who channel wild natural forces, my fairy magic is tranquil—like a still lake.

I gathered a great deal of fairy dust and magical energy to cast a purification spell, not bothering to invent a name or chant—I didn’t want to scare the giant kitty.

"kurokurokurokuro~" The Great White Mother Cat relaxed under my touch and fairy magic and even started to purr.

"There, there, calm down... it’s over..."

"Vrem...!!" Dianeira wanted to say something when she saw me bring my hands close to the Vorshaan’s face.

My magic deeply calmed the Vorshaan. I could feel her breathing and heartbeat return to a peaceful rhythm.

After conjuring damp wind to rinse her fur, mouth, and paws, my arms were already wrapped around her fluffy neck...

"She’s so softttt~~~!"

"Vremya! You’re crazy... Ugh..." Dianeira sighed, but still wouldn’t come closer—hovering at a safe distance, bow and arrow ready in case the Vorshaan suddenly attacked me.

"Here, open your mouth—drink this~" From my backpack, I pulled out a purifying potion, a healing potion, and a recovery potion.

With one hand, I gently stroked the Vorshaan’s chin.

The Vorshaan seemed to understand. She lay down for a moment—perhaps to rest and regain energy—and opened her mouth slightly.

I poured the three potions into her snout, and she drank them all. These are home-made potions, specially crafted by Mom—their potency and flavor are unique. Not even my sisters get potions made by Mom.

So the taste must’ve pleased the Vorshaan, who happily drank them all—and at the end, gave me a lick on the face.

"AH! That tickles!~

Dianeira, come down—she won’t hurt you!"

"How did you do that?" Dianeira lowered her flight altitude and approached slowly.

Though my dear explorer’s eyes sparkled with desire for the Vorshaan, she still hesitated to get close without caution.

"We helped her. She’s a smart girl—she knows we’re not enemies."

"But it’s a Vorshaan Nivalis Cimeira. Even if she’s only five or six li tall, she’s a proud magical beast—and that makes her very dangerous."

"But pride doesn’t mean ingratitude. Right, Xuexue~?" I commented while petting Xuexue’s fluffy white neck fur.

"Xuexue?

Don’t give her a name!"

Dianeira exclaimed how an animal caretaker would scold a person who feeds the zoo animals.

"Vreem!!! Here I come!!!"

Magen’s shout echoed from a distance. Even though we had already defeated the aliens, my spatial awareness had remained sharp, observing the surroundings, especially the cave with the three kittens.

In the distance, I could see my teammates running towards us. They were about two or three kilometers away. Arriving quickly was great, but it was a shame they were late to the party.

I could also see someone lying in the snow, watching us...