Corporate Slave Hero Says He’s Quitting His Job

"Huh!"

When I broke through the door and rolled in between the demon kings, I rebuilt myself and set up X-Dark.

Behind me, the door closed all by itself, and I can't see the hallway anymore.

"Well done, my intruder."

"... Sador, you were"

"Well, you're Adele the Brave."

Sador, sitting with our faces on the throne, slowly rises with a creepy grin.

"I'm sorry we just got there at the expense of our people, but there's no Luke here."

……

If you ask me, I certainly don't see Luke in this room.

It seems that Sabres is right that there are not even signs of Sabres.

"Then... where is he?"

"By now, aren't we dealing with your people heading underground (...)? You're not supposed to go underground. Even we don't make it too easy in front of the barn, so Lord Luke is asking us to move immediately as guards."

"Huh!"

Sador says so in terms of the same yawning.

"Hey, I don't even know who went underground, but I'm sorry. He with the Holy Sword no longer has a winning eye, whoever he is"

"Damn it!

I'm driven by a bad feeling of running on my spine and turning back on my heels.

But the door that was supposed to have been smashed was undone at some point, holding back my whereabouts.

"It's no use. There is a system here to prevent enemies from breaking in, just in case they do not miss it. If it's you, you can break it… it's a story if there's nothing wrong with it"

"Huh 8265;"

At the edge of his vision, he caught some glint.

When I bow my head slightly, something passes over it.

Shortly after, there was a crack in the wall directly behind me.

"Unfortunately, let me be your opponent. Shall I play with you until your people are ravaged?"

"Don't be ridiculous...... ugh!

I'll set up an X-Dark and fly to Sador.

Whatever you do, you have to take this guy down right now.

(Irela......! Please, just stay safe!

♦

Time goes back a little...

"… do you mean we are completely on the palm"

"Well, I don't know. There's a chance this time it just happened to be a prediction."

Ahead of where Irela headed, an underground barn.

The man, Luke, stood in the middle of the hallway leading to the chamber.

"Running away? Now I can give you a blink of an eye."

"Please don't joke"

Irela immediately pulls out her sword and pokes it at Luke.

"If I defeat you here, Mr. Adele's burden will be lighter. I'm not running away."

"... I don't hate strong women, but I prefer to subjugate women like that"

Luke also pulled out the Holy Sword Sabres and set it up in nature.

The hallway has no sidewalks but stretches to the Luke and Irela sides, and no other rooms.

The escape route is behind the frustration, but once the flying sword is released, there is nothing to prevent it but to accept it.

(I know the winning eye is thin...... I'd rather buy some time with just a few hopes than get killed trying to escape here)

Breathe deeply for a moment, then switch to a shallow little breath.

Keeping it this way reduces the gap when breathing.

Though it is a minor change, it would kill you in an instant if you hadn't pointed your nerves so far.

There are so many threats in front of the man.

"You're not coming? Then let me set you up!

……

Luke kicks the ground and fleshes to the irritation.

That speed is just divine speed.

Having polished the minute moves that cannot be pushed with force moves, Irela has a reflex nerve to react instantly to enemy attacks.

But even with all that reflex nerve, stopping his blow was tantamount to a miracle.

"Well, you stopped it."

"Knock..."

A metal noise echoes in the hallway.

Barely, Irela was preventing Luke from striking.

If the judgment had been delayed for another moment, she would have scattered her organs around her.

"Then let's play some more!

"Huh! Don't lick it!

When the relay returns the sword by twisting it up, it runs the blade straight to the luke.

"Oops."

It was also readily accepted, and Irela leaked her breath small.

In the skill kire, she hasn't lost anything.

It is still the presence of the Holy Sword Savers that is creating the overwhelming difference.

This sword is bottoming up Luke's physical abilities and boosting his vegan strength.

At a time when he originally had this sword, a powerful man, most no longer have a winning eye.

(What's wrong with that...!

Just because you don't have a winner, there's no escape in the options left to your current frustration.

Unless you defeat him, she has no raw.

"Demonic Swordsmanship/Slashing Steps! Dragon Claws!"

Irela's sword flashes.

That attack is a series of four-degree slaughters, including a feint.

The slaughter is sucked in the exact opposite side of the guard because each body flipped and set it up.

"Mmm."

An attack that should have definitely cleared a gap.

Still reacting is this guy named Luke.

Return your wrist and take the slash of the relay.

It's just that her slaughter wasn't just fast.

"Ha!

The first emotion Luke had was a surprise.

Dragon claws have a power equal to a dragon's blow in the sense they are.

Whatever happens if you took it from the front, to the extent that you did -.

"Heh...!

As if he had hit a giant iron ball, Luke's body was slammed against the wall directly from the side.

To the shock of a crack in the wall, Luke exhales all the air in his lungs.

(Now if you want to stop!

An attack that exerts so much power even from above the guard.

To a lesser extent, the disadvantage was the strain on Irela's arm.

Muscle pain and slight paralysis.

Ignoring that, Irela sets up a chase.

The tip of the sword goes to Luke, and he slits his throat as it is - when he thinks.

A glass of flash filled Irela's vision.