The tiny jelly and tiramisu raised their heads in bewilderment, gazing at the "father" who had created them, their little eyes full of trust and affection.
"...What can they do?" Their looks left Kroya momentarily stunned. He shook his head and said, "The things in there aren't actually that hard to deal with. I just need to spend some time on them."
"And then what? How much energy do you have to spare?" Miya reached out and tapped Kroya's head. "All you need to do is assign the right tasks to the right helpers."
"Besides, these little fellows are the same as those things."
The deity reached out and poked a little tiramisu, then told it, "I need your help. There are lots of naughty children in there, and I need you to eat them."
The little tiramisu visibly perked up.
Then, after Miya pointed at the golden space, it actually grabbed a little fork and leaped straight inside, brimming with aggression.
"Aaaaaah!"
Its tiny battle cry was still audible.
By all rights, a little creature whose magic was too weak to even qualify as a level-two magical beast should have been torn apart in less than a tenth of a second by the assortment of bizarre golden monsters inside.
Yet when it charged over with its short little fork, a golden monster around level thirteen recoiled in fright, retreating as it roared.
"Hm?" Kroya watched the tiramisu. It seemed to be growing stronger, with more... ladyfingers and cheese sprouting from its body, while cocoa powder practically blotted out the sky.
Just like that, it overwhelmed the level-thirteen golden monster with a furious barrage of stabs and blows. Soon, the monster covered its head with two strange tentacles and cowered on the ground, trembling as the golden markings on its