1000 nin no Homunkurusu no Shoujo tachi ni Kakomarete Isekai Kenkoku

"I still don't know what to say. He's not..."

On behalf of Algiers, the silver-haired daughter with such a grumpy voice, Nahat comes forward, shaking her pitch-black hair to power violence.

"Heh, so much so that a little girl like you can kill me, this 100 slayer Greggin doesn't fall apart. You really think you're the only one who can do it? You can ask your friends for help."

When Nahat told him to provoke him so, he snorted.

"Don't be ridiculous, right? Uncle, I am enough alone!! Never let anyone get their hands on you! It's okay, I'll be done in a minute."

When she lets her whole body look at the aura, she starts to get hot enough that if she touches it, she might get burned (burned).

But Greggin threw more provocative words at Nahat.

"Well, my little girl is full of shit. Leave a message for someone like you. You're just gonna wind up your tail and go home!

"Hey Nahato, don't get caught up in this seemingly provocative..."

"Unplug it. Eh!

Nahat plunged straight into Greggin so that he could be played by the words of his enemies.

"Big fool!" "Algiers screams.

Nahat's assault was a pitch-black lightning bolt earlier than the bullet.

Regardless, it is impossible to follow the speed of thunder (squid) with your eyes, even Greygin, who slaughtered a hundred people on the battlefield.

But he's going straight into it. It's...

"Timing is easy to read!!

Repeating the provocation, Greggin struck the ground with a smokescreen bullet that had been planted in his nostalgia after a simple blow by Nahato, who had burst into it as high as he had maneuvered!

Then, immediately, the smoke rose around the area, turning one side into a space with no vision.

So it was all a provocation to leave the scene once and for all.

After the smoke cleared up for a while, Greggin was nowhere to be seen.

"Hiya!? What the hell is this situation? What the hell, you guys!?

When the receptionist and the youngest heard loud noises and pushed them into the room, the bodies of the mayor Dean and the mercenaries were rolled unconstitutionally on the couch and on the floor, and a large number of strangers were standing there.

One of them turned around and smiled.

She is too beautiful a girl.

Hair color is a clear light blue color and too white skin like snow.

And there were fierce golden eyes instantly (again).

"Don't you see? We, the Homunculus, are waging war on this country. I wanted to start by occupying this town, and I put Dean in my hands."

"It's a homunculus!? Of that dirty doll... Speaking of which, the color of those eyes!!

"Fair enough. I guess you don't hate it that much. Wherever you look at it, it's the pretty girls."

It was Issi who deceived his entourage when he dived in the door with such swallowing words in his mouth.

It took me a little while to get here because I was kept waiting in a separate room in the distance.

Weren't you the lady's companion?

Yeah? And Issi leaned her neck,

"Oh, that's just an act. The lady is more fake. We have a professional in disguise, let him turn it into something. That means you were fooled."

Taking Issi's subtly untrue words truthfully, the receptionists and the youngest look remorseful.

But when I realized something had happened, I raised my voice.

"I mean, it's amazing how you, who are supposed to be human, are involved in homunculus and such!? It is a blasphemous act, clearly contrary to the teachings of the goddess La Stelle!!

against her screaming so, Issi shrugged her shoulders,

"Shut up. Our house is Buddhist in the first place. And the goddess Rustell? There's no way a religion can be right to have these naughty girls. That's what a cult is."

He himself is exactly like an ex-human assimilated to some of the evil gods, but he put it up on a complete shelf and said it away.

When the receptionist realized that blood was going to rise on her head because of the ridicule of her faith, but that there was no one in the body to be present, she said calm down a little.

"You don't seem to see Master Greggin. In this case, I think it's the most rushed one."

Issi said, "Hmm,"

"He would have run away. Put your tail on this situation."

The receptionist distracts her lips from that explanation.

"No, there's no way Master Greggin can lose to you guys or anything. Perhaps you attacked Dean and the mercenaries in a cowardly way. Dean and his men seem to have been murdered abruptly, but Master Greggin is a terrible mercenary who has accomplished a hundred slaughters. I will surely take the rest of your men and kill you filthy homunculus and the wicked men who will give it to you."

Issi is impressed with the woman who mocks her.

What you're saying is only a grudge in itself, but how could I be surprised at the receptionist who calms down and calculates the situation so much in this situation?

"No problem. In the meantime, let me put you in another room."

Saying so and poking their swords, they followed his instructions in the end, perhaps even with a remorseful look on their face.