Corporate Slave Hero Says He’s Quitting His Job

"Well, well, well, well. But can you beat these numbers of arc oaks?

Although Red looked surprised for a little while, he seems to have recognised the power of the war around him, now regaining his spare look until just now.

"Hmm, haven't you noticed yet"

"What?"

"You can't scratch me with a pig like you."

"Huh! Bullshit! I wonder how long that void will hold!

Arc oak surrounds the silver that holds the sword.

The oaks waved the axe, only to kill the spear silver.

It is impossible for silver to turn them around more than they are surrounded.

Naturally, you're going to get it all.

"No use."

But it was still the Orcs' weapons that broke.

All the iron weapons are scattered and scattered on the ground.

"Duh, what do you mean...!

Red doesn't seem to understand who this phenomenon is.

I can't help it.

I couldn't believe it at first either, and I actually still doubt it.

Conceptual witchcraft - it is an ill-defined witchcraft with only rumoured information.

It is also the unpleasant magic of research into the reasons for expression and how to even work out, and it is said that there are only countless users with one hand.

Moreover, instead of being able to use any other magic at all, humans who can handle conceptual witchcraft become powerful people who do not allow other followers in one area.

"You must have noticed, Al."

"... the way you put it sounds like it fits with conceptual witchcraft after all"

"Well, you're not the only one who can see through it at first sight."

Silver instantly cuts off the orcs that were around him and continues the conversation.

"My conceptual magic is' absolute defense '. While you're activating this, you'll never be able to do anything to hurt me"

"Ohhhh... Ohh!

An upsetting oak comes down the axe damned.

Silver, he dared to lean his neck.

And on the slightly lagging silver hair, the axe hits.

That's all, the shaken axe scattered with the crushing noise.

I can't even slash one hair.

The name Absolute Defense does not seem to be Dada.

"No one can defeat this me. He therefore calls himself the King."

Silver trumps the orcs from the front one after the other, never avoiding them.

That prestigious attitude certainly deserves to be named King.

At least, he's more like a king than usual Isbell.

"Chi, I think you hit it with the nasty one"

"Finally, you realize, it's a red one. So what do we do? All the orcs that were there were gone."

If you realize it, it was just me and Silver and Red standing on this spot.

From the arc oaks, it's like they've hit a disaster.

After a few seconds, more than twenty others were killed.

"I can't use it, you bastards... I don't have a choice"

Red spits and throws away at his feet.

And I scowled at the silver.

"I don't know what else to do. I'll deal with you in a minute."

"Something you should have done from the beginning... don't let me take the time"

"Ugh! You know what I mean? I already know what's in your hand!

From all over Red, a crimson flame erupts.

It feels like a pretty good fire-attribute magic user.

"I'm going to burn you out right now!

Red, who jumped up, turned his hand to Silver.

"Flame Bullet!"

What was unleashed were the bullets of innumerable great human flames.

It is supposed to be a magic trick that emits only one shot of the magnitude that can be held, but it is huge and still shooting in a row.

He is a powerful man without deception.

If you look sweet, you'll be hunted lightly at the level of...

"Hmm. Something without art."

But it has nothing to do with silver.

Slowly, move forward with the flaming bullet in its body.

The bullet that landed spreads mist, leaving the firepowder and disappearing.

"Then how about this!

In Red's hands, a spark rises.

... not just attack magic to predict from its cohesive magic.

"Fire Garden!

The spark, Red threw towards Silver.

"I'm saying it's no use"

Naturally, it wasn't silver, I took it myself.

It's obvious, it's a spark bounced by an absolute defense, but the anomaly occurs when it falls to the ground.

"Mm, what is this?"

"It's the flame that kills you!

The moment the spark fell to the ground, its perimeter burned at once.

It never spread to my place, but it's so inflamed that there's no foot trail around the silver I was in the center.

The flame was still gaining momentum and instantly hid Silver's appearance.

"You think you can defeat me to this extent?

"I know you won't be able to defeat me... but this is enough"

"Say what..."

Indeed, such a widespread flame would also disperse power, and it would not be able to deal more and more damage or anything.

Originally, these sorceries were intended to inflict continuous damage on enduring enemies... Continued damage?

"Huh! Silver! Get the hell out of here!

"What?"

"Ha! I can't help but notice!

I could see Silver kneeling in the flames.

No, it was too late.

"Breathe... I can't suck...!

"That's right! There's no way you can breathe in such a flame-wrapped space! You can't scratch me. There are other ways to kill me!

If it was my first look, I couldn't possibly come up with such a tactic.

During the battle with the oak, Silver showed his hand.

The user of conceptual witchcraft is very strong for the first person to see, but extremely weak for the person who once showed his hand.

Because we only have one means of fighting, and there's nothing we can do about it if they take care of one of them.

"Not if you're watching me calmly."

I pull out my sword.

We have to help Silver first.

"Oh, what? You want to see the same thing?

"Give me a break if I die. I'm not as tough as silver."

I turn my hand to red.

The magic that unleashes is a storm bullet (windbarret).

It's a magic trick to shoot out a chunk of wind.

"You think such magic works for me!

"I don't think so."

I redirected that hand, which I was about to release, towards the silver in flames, and let go.

The bullet in the wind definitely hits silver and blows its body wide open.

Outside the flames.

"Ho ho ho... Phew, there was no other way?

"There's no damage anyway, is there?

"You disrespecters. I would have disarmed it to be blown away."

"Still almost intact..."

My aim is to get Silver out of the flames.

Red, who had witnessed the thought, was shaking his hands with a mess.

"Oh, my God..."

"I was actually supposed to leave you alone."

Honestly, if it was silver, it wouldn't have been as far out of that flame.

All you have to do is run through the flames holding your breath, so anyone can do it with their feet.

But Silver didn't try to, he was just looking at me.

Silver tried to try me in that situation.

I was trying to figure out who I was.

"Pushing trouble on one of us isn't right for sex. I just decided to work a little too."

"Miscellaneous fish...... Huh! Don't get on with it!

The output of the flames erupting from the red rose remarkably.

Still, I'm disappointed.

I was wondering if this was the extent.

"I'll tell you how dangerous your fish are."

I set up my sword and quietly scorched the red.