Corporate Slave Hero Says He’s Quitting His Job

"Sorry, I'm late."

"I don't mind, but can a woman who would also be the head of the clan be exposed to seasickness?

"Keep in mind that seasickness was more than an A-rank quest foe..."

Silver and Leona align on board and surround the round table.

This is a meeting place between the masters, but for some reason my presence was also allowed.

"But what are we talking about here? I haven't seen any enemies yet, and I don't think we're going to have a meeting."

"What I'd like to talk about here is a division of roles on how to search."

"I don't share roles."

"Our two clans are distinctly different in colour. Greed Tiger is the one who is highly mobile and can't get his hands on it if he gains momentum. We stand from the front and have a reputation for defense, The Knights of the Silver Wings. If we fight nearby, we can pull together too many legs of that difference."

What Silver is saying makes sense.

Even I, the members of these two clans seemed incompatible (...).

It's nearly impossible to fight together. In the first place, personality itself would not fit.

"Hmm, that's where we share roles."

"That's the thing. There are a few magicians here who can walk on the water. With their power, you are free to look for the sea. We'll stay here and explore the perimeter while protecting the ship."

"I see. But isn't that a pretty high risk for you and the others? I'm gonna tear you apart."

"So I want to put Al on your side"

Suddenly he called his name and his body jumped.

Me?

"I'd ask you not to take it as an excuse, but we're not suited for maritime warfare, including the weight of armor first. Because the magic that matches the mass and allows you to walk at sea also increases the cost. It's easier for the light-hearted Grid Tigers to sustain it."

Indeed, the Knights of the Silver Wings must be by name, all dressed as knights.

Excellent in terms of defense, but that is synonymous with being weighty in turn.

"It would also be horrible to lose a ship that is a return leg. In case we defend the ship perfectly. but it doesn't break your power to you. So it's Al's turn."

"... that's comforting. Don't worry about that."

"Looks like Grid Tiger convinced me. What about Al, the person of the day?

I don't feel weird listening to you.

I would be more fortunate to follow than I can come up with a better proposal than this one myself.

"That's fine. All we have to do is move about the Grid Tigers, right?

"Mm-hmm. Well, that's settled, then"

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"Play the water, anti-water"

Unusual in the Knights of the Silver Wings camp, the Magician-style men wrapped around the robe perform magic on my body.

I felt my body glowing pale, wrapped by the magic of others.

"Now you should be able to walk on the water. Just in case, try your hand on that bucket of water there."

"Okay."

I'll gently put my hand in the bucket that was available nearby.

Then he felt resistance as if he was holding hands on the ground.

Pushing it won't sink your hands under the water.

It's a really strange feeling.

"That's a rare sorcery."

"It was originally a magic trick to defend against attacks with water. I narrow it down to the limit, because I'm just keeping it on the surface to be good."

"Sounds pretty difficult..."

"That took quite a while to master. To put it another way, the duration isn't that long either. It's two hours with you, so if time runs out, go back to your ship. Then I'll call you back."

"Okay, thank you"

I followed the magicians and hurried to Leona's place waiting on the deck.

Looks like they're all here now, and they've been waiting for me.

"Sorry, I kept you waiting"

"Fine. Fine. Come on, you bastards!

"" "Ooh!

The faces of the Green Tiger, who were spending their thoughts, such as relaxing their bodies, checking their armaments, and so on, each travels to the edge of the ship.

"Gentlemen of Green Tiger! Basically, keep up with the ship's travel, narrow it down and explore! In case the magic runs out, we won't be able to collect it!

"Because, you bastards! I'll be careful with all the people who can't swim anyway!

"" "Ay gutten!

Faces of the mighty replied Green Tiger jump to sea level.

But it doesn't make a jumping sound of water.

Naturally, they're all landing on water.

"Atashi and the others are coming! Al!"

"Oh."

I'll jump to the surface with Leona.

Quite tall, but no way.

Bend your knees slightly to kill the impact and succeed in landing lightly.

Leona, who landed as well, looked around and shook her arms up and raised her voice.

"Bastards! I'll stick around and look for you!

The search for the mysterious shadow began with the roar of the Green Tigers.

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"Dear Gidalla! I have a report for you!

"What the fuck!

A soldier who was rushing around inside Demon King's Castle kneels in front of Gidalla.

With his breath in order, the soldier continued his words.

"We have confirmed at sea the ship of Captain Phantom, Captain of the Demon King SS Most Squad, and Master Ireira, the deputy captain. They think we'll be there in half an hour!

"What? Don't be too soon... can you connect the Demon Stone for contact!

"We have it. You can always connect."

"Good luck, back off"

"Ha!"

Along with Gidalla's instructions, the soldier falls back.

As the soldiers left, Gidalla moved to another room.

There's just a big shining demon stone sitting there, no shadows.

"Dialogue Request, Phantom"

This demonic stone is used to have conversations at a distance via demonic stones held by SS captains such as Phantom.

When the demon stone glowed stronger, his voice echoed from nowhere.

"Is that Gidalla? Are you in a good mood?

"Phantom, why are you returning so soon? There must still have been a search period."

'That 's-- whoa, can I talk to you in person?

There was a slight sign of movement over there, and a different voice sounded like Phantom in this demonic stone room.

"Gidalla, it's me. Isbell."

"Ma, demon king! Are you really the Demon King?"

'Um, there's no difference. I'll be back there now. Prepare to welcome you. "

"Oh......! Gidalla will be delighted! Demon King! I'm ready to pick you up now!

That's how the voice disappears when Gidalla talks her hands out of the demon stone.

As Gidalla tried to leave the room with the look of joy from the bottom of her heart, a voice different from Isbell and Phantom stopped him.

"- Master Gidalla, is the Demon King returning?

"Huh!? Saddle......! Since when..."

"Don't you care about that? You called me anyway, didn't you? I'm the captain of the second squad. It's the difference between early and late."

"- Mmm."

At some point the man, called Sador, who was in the room, opened the door of the room and went outside after a grin that made him look like a different fool than Phantom.

"Well, if I'm not ready to pick you up too...... then excuse me"

"Ma, wait! Sador!"

Yes, Gidalla goes in to stop it, but Sador ignores it and goes down the hallway.

Left behind, Gidalla lowered her hand, stretched out into the void, and stomped to the floor in shame.

"Don't... what are you really up to..."

Isbell, the Demon King, returns.

It was a pleasure, and at the same time - a factor that called for waves.