Corporate Slave Hero Says He’s Quitting His Job

"Long time no see, Mr. Blair"

"You're the vice captain's lady... what, you must be tired of this previous sword"

Ringing his neck, a demonic man asks, who would be more than two meters tall.

That's a lot of intimidation.

"To keep you from getting bored, you'll be the one who made me familiar with it. If I could, I still wanted to use this girl for you..."

Yet, Irela gives her sword to the store owner by sheath.

The shopkeeper, who received it with an astonishing look, pulled it out of his sheath and saw its misery.

"What the hell... you're totally crushed"

"I'm sorry. I'm an immature loser."

"It's an immature or something like that. It's a previous issue. By who? No, by what? Anyway, if it's going to be cut off, there's no way my sword is going to be crushed (...)"

The man known as Blair stares at his remorsefully crushed self.

Not so long ago, I guess I had myself in my arms.

"This guy was an unlimited four-star close to five stars. A three-star or higher sword crawls a nerve named Magic Circuit to increase its Magic Conductivity... that's why I can't crush my body. It can't be broken."

"... what do you mean"

"If it's a high-density magic blade, I can cut it because I can burn out the magic circuit itself. But this guy's totally smashed, ignoring all the magic circuits. It's impossible to use a five-star weapon like this."

Blail regrets, kicking off a nearby tar.

What if me and Exdark have done something quite sorry?

"Do you understand? You're not totally losing out on the weapon's performance, and this isn't how it works. Overwhelmingly...... that's impossible if two or more stars are different. - Ask again. What did you do to me?"

……

Irela, who was asked again, after she let her gaze swim a little, I - no, I pointed to Exdark.

"How dare you... let me see that sword"

"Oh, oh... ok"

I remove every sheath of Xdark and give it to Brail.

As the received Brail pulled out Xdark, he began to look seriously at himself and his full body.

"Lord... there is also a strange pleasure in being stared at like this"

Shut up, shut up.

"This guy... is going to be crushed in the street."

Blail puts X-Dark back in his sheath and returns it to me.

At that time, he had the look of having given up somewhere and admitted to losing.

"This sword... what is it?

"Specifically, I don't even know. But the sword is a substitute for more than six stars. Even the Five Stars literally wouldn't stand a blade."

"Six or more stars!?"

I wonder if we only had five stars.

I don't know, but it must be complimented.

I stroked the Xdark pattern because it seemed as happy as it was about me.

Weird voice leaked out, so I stopped.

"A sword of six stars or more is considered 'not to be made in the hands of man' so far. For example, a holy sword held by a brave man… the sword has a comparable level of quality."

"I don't want him to be with the Holy Sword, etc...." Aw, he's worse than me in another way. "

I knew you'd know about the Holy Sword if you were Exdark...

I can see a little reason why Exdark disgusts the Holy Sword.

From others, that's what other swords say, the presence of Arre is' incomprehensible '.

I'm the one who's been with him for a long time, so I got a little bit of a clue.

That's why I sold it off.

I don't even know where it is, like I'll never get it again.

"... this sword was found in the dungeon. It doesn't have anyone's name on it."

"I don't know what to do with that... if that guy crushed me, I don't have a choice. This time it's also my lack of strength. Stay put, I'll hit you with something superior soon."

Blair pulls Irela's shattered sword out of his sheath and returns to the back of the store with it.

"It helps."

"Welcome and thank you for using this guy to the end. Too much is against policy, but thanks to you, how about a five-star sword for the same price as this guy?

"Can you get that far..."

"Of course, let me keep using the pattern and the foundation itself."

Blail refers to the pattern of the sword in his hand.

"If that's the case, I'd love to. Because that handshake is something I don't want to let go of anymore."

"Okay. Let me hit you with my life. Wait about two hours, I just had something I was about to make."

So now it's time for Blair to disappear into the back of the store.

"Good for you. I think I can handle it for now."

"Yep. I couldn't even get my hands on a five-star sword originally on my salary...... if you could make it the same price as before I could buy it"

"... Was the Demon King Army on a payroll basis?

"That's right. Although there's quite a difference between general soldiers and deputy captains."

I came here and had a terrible impact on me personally.

Were all the demons I've fought for on payroll?

- Don't feel like it doesn't fit a lot.

"More than that, what shall we do for two hours? I thought it might be easier to keep your stomach full before you leave."

"Tummy... right, keep it. I haven't eaten anything since yesterday."

"Then there is a famous fish restaurant nearby. Let's go there."

Irela leaves the store as soon as she takes the mortgage sword with her sword in her hand.

Excellent store after all.

Basically, weapons stores keep swords for lending everywhere, but they're all crude.

In the words of a blacksmith, you can call it all one-star stuff.

But things here seem to perform more than three stars, even with a lending sword.

"I wonder why this store isn't popular."

"Sometimes it's because it's in an inconspicuous place, but I can't even get you to show me your sword unless you're the right person for Mr. Blair's glasses first. At first, I couldn't buy it either."

"Did you?"

"Sometimes I wanted to try and wield the sword of the superb stuff that is here, and I couldn't believe I continued my training. This is also why I became strong."

The store that created the deputy captain of the Demon King's Army?

I have to thank the shopkeepers here for the way they operate.

If this technology had been used relentlessly during the war, the war would have definitely moved towards something that was not good for us.

Wiping a slightly dripping cold sweat, I walked through a lot of frustration.