Corporate Slave Hero Says He’s Quitting His Job

"Ooh..."

I looked at Sabres with a deep stab in my chest.

It's more than pain, it's just hot.

The next time he was attacked by uncontrollable nausea, he spit a lot of blood out of his mouth.

"By the time I let go of my position of bravery, you can no longer beat me"

There is strength in Luke's arms.

If they keep twisting Sabres up like this, the damage I take will no longer be irretrievable.

"Adele!"

I heard Leona screaming.

The next moment, I see her flying to Luke at the edge of my sight.

"Chip."

Luke pulls Sabres out of me, along with his tongue.

Fever and nausea struck me again.

"Blow it up!

It was Luke, who prevented Leona from kicking flying in the Sabres, but he is pushed by momentum and forced to retreat greatly.

Watching it in a hazy consciousness, I leave the front in a way that could be held by the relay that was approaching at some point.

"Mr. Adele! Dear Gidalla, can you do something ⁉"

"I got in such a bad position...... wait!

Gidalla pushes her hand against my wound.

Then the space blurred in such a way that it covered the wound.

"I pushed the wound away with spatial magic! And then pour the potion into your mouth!

"Yes!"

Irela takes the wound healing potion out of her nostrils and pours it out of my mouth.

The warmth, unlike the temperatures, stained my body and relieved my chest wound pain.

"Bad...... screwed up"

"Now don't talk and try to recover. Leona! We're retreating once!

Leona, who was buying time in the form of a successful poke at the unexpected, had left us as soon as she heard the word.

Cold sweat was telling on his face, and he could tell how much he had strained his consciousness.

This appearance of even the adventurers of the war, how much Luke was raising his arms, became more and more emergent.

"Sounds like you only have a brain to move a little!

To where we are, Luke unleashes a flying sword.

What prevented it was the silver that had interrupted between.

Silver uses his absolute defense to take the Flying Sword.

Whether the opponent is the Holy Sword, his magic seems to work.

"... you're a pain in the ass"

"Because he's a king."

Irela carries me and tries her best to leave the square.

To follow that, Gidalla and Leona, and Silver also began to retreat.

"That's a wise decision as a loser. Adele! We wait at Demon King's Castle. If I'm still willing to fight you, I'll welcome you anytime. But the execution of this woman is tomorrow. Remember that!

Luke's voice, which I no longer even find offensive, struck me in the ear.

In fading consciousness, there is the sound of a fellow fighting around to cut through the soldiers' walls again.

I try to move without joining myself, but even my fingertips don't work.

I was completely unconscious as I listened to Exdark calling me desperately.

♦

"... are you glad I let you get away with it?

"Yeah?"

Saddle left in the square asks against Luke.

Luke laughed the question off with his nose and opened his mouth.

"I was actually trying to get rid of them all here. But if Adele's here, it's not a story. I have no good feelings for him. [M] I want him to despair until he has no skin."

Luke's mouth angle hoists slowly.

It is such a cold grin that even Sador, the devil's man, is afraid.

Sador felt an emotion that could also be called pure malice.

"We need this woman to do that. First, the moment Adele returns to me with hope, she kills the Demon King in front of her. Kill one of your people miserably, too. And kill Adele alone, twitching at the end."

"... well, I don't mind if it doesn't interfere with the plan"

The moment Sador spoke so, his neck was accompanied by the Holy Sword Sabres.

No one can catch Luke's movements with their eyes, and a cold sweat conveys Sador's cheeks.

"You just have to shut up and obey. You don't need people questioning my plan."

"Wow, I see..."

Sador exhaled the moment Sabres was withdrawn from his neck.

Luke turns Sabres away and turns his back on the square.

"Come on, let's go back! Our castle."

♦

"... n"

I woke up feeling like a droplet falling on my cheek.

If you open your eyes and look around, you'll see that this is some alley.

"I woke up. How are you feeling?

"Gidalla... well, I lost"

When I woke up my body, a severe pain ran on my chest.

I have one scar on my chest.

This seems to be the mark pierced by the luke.

"The potion has stopped the blood, but the internal damage has not yet healed. I thought we should refrain from moving immediately."

"... ok. First of all, thank you."

Yeah, I tell everyone, but I realize nobody's expression clears up.

I naturally understand the reason for the serious look, but this air is so uncomfortable.

- It's a trap.

"Eh."

Silver's voice accidentally clogged the words.

"Obviously that man is waiting for you. He's the one who lost once, fight again and he'll kill you. You know what I mean."

……

The fear of losing your life when you're pierced through your chest.

It stayed in me as something I could never wipe.

But if it was over, I'd be dead a long time ago.

"I'm coming. Help Isbell."

"... then let's go out. The minister's problem is my problem."

"Silver......"

Silver leaned away from the wall and stood in front of me.

I made sure it followed, and now Leona raised her voice.

"Then I have to go out with you, too. Adele's problem is mine!

"Until Leona......"

"I'm in love with your strength, and I prefer to live. I want to be upright enough to be fake for better or worse... to support you."

That said, Leona had a full smile.

This may be the first time they've said this to me.

Well, I didn't have a buddy I could call my buddy.

The three of us who fought the Demon King together just asked about my brave title.

The loneliness I couldn't tell you was there.

"Both of you...... help. Thanks."

"Hmm."

"Cheap. Absolutely, I'm going home alive. Take that kid too!

"Oh, you're right"

These two can trust me from the bottom of my heart.

I could be so sure.

"Oh ho. Sorry about the intake, but haven't you forgotten them?

"We may not be Mr. Adele's true companions... for the same purpose"

"We can't let them do what they want. Let me help you to the end."

To the two words, reassurance swells.

"- Okay. All right, let's go."

The deadline is one day.

We decided to get ready to recapture Isbell and get our country back.