Is there only Mimic here?

I thought I'd finally walked around like this, Mimic.

Have you even lost your way into Mimic's nest?

- 'I will end the EXP allocation'

There's nothing we can do about this.

That sound, which echoes every time the level rises, had a repetitive aftertaste in my head even after I stopped.

It's going to be a neurosis.

Uh-huh.

Hidaka Masamune

Lv: 212

Occupation: Healer

Vitality: 12720

Magic: 10600

Attack: 2120

Defense: 2120

Magic Attack: 2120

Demon Defense: 2120

Health: 2120

Jun Min: 2120

Intelligence: 2120

Condition: Different World Syndrome

Title: Reincarnator/Revenge God's Friend

Skills: King's Ark/Mimic's Life

Inherent Skills: Goddess Protection/Revenge God Prank/Inversion Prank [Pole]

Magic: Healing (Heel)/Healing Wave (Heel Aura)/Condition Abnormal Healing (Effect Heel)/Attribute Grant (Enchant)/Attack Enhancement Grant (Odium Aura)

Uh-huh.

Level 212.

Perhaps this is something special.

I thought so.

It doesn't matter what you think about getting to the level all at once.

If this is the game, it's fucking gay.

I'm not out of here yet.

Besides, I don't know the outside world.

I mean, I don't know world standards.

Even so, it's weird.

But there are only five sorceries I remember.

"I see."

I knew it.

So much so that the healer is weak.

You're the weakest.

That's what he said, too.

Abazzle's face floats.

I had another major level increase this time.

But I haven't got the magic.

I did get my status up.

But there was no more magic.

"I mean. You mean this is the limit of healers"

How many occupations on earth are there in this other world?

Am I a healer all the way up ahead?

But.

If even healers work hard, if they work hard, they can be promoted to senior positions.

If there is such a system.

No, you don't.

That princess flew me because she couldn't.

I just have extra questions no matter how much I think about it.

I don't know anything about not leaving here.

"Doesn't that make any sense from what I've just been thinking..."

I took a wand that floated while glowing on the stage.

The light gradually converges.

- I got "The Wrath of the Virgin" a demonic prop. I'll add it to my gear. '

Uh-huh.

Equipment: Anger of the Virgin

A wand with the intermediate magic of Holy Light (Saint Shine) of the Holy Class.

Uh-huh.

What is intermediate magic?

I've never heard of it before.

Is it true that anyone can use magic for now?

By the way, is it strong?

There's too much I don't know to like.

I'm tired of sighing, too.

I found a scythe that leads up to the back left wall of the room.

It's time to get hungry.

I feel like I'm finally screwed.

I don't just want to die that way.

"I can still do this."

I was drunk.

I was terribly drunk.

But fun.

For the first time since I've been here, I think it's fun.

"But no way, hiccup! Ugh... I didn't know there was a pantry here. Hmm? The pantry?... Brewery. What was that?

Pour the wine into your mouth as you sit back in the wine vault.

"Ugh! Ugh!

Wine on your left. Cheese on your right hand.

The cheese was found in the pantry not long before we found the reservoir.

"Sorry, buddy. My hands are blocked with wine and cheese."

At your feet is a demonic prop, The Wrath of the Virgin.

I don't know who the Virgin is carefully carved into the tip of the wand, but I wouldn't be able to make excuses for being turned to anger.

"Phew, I've got a tummy, and you want to get some sleep... Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Good night...... different worlds......