Did You Know That a Playboy Can Change His Job to a Sage?

I think you're lying.

Tamiwa (...) There's no way a religious cleaner could name himself, and what's the conversation with Mills that I've been having?

I have no doubt that he is an assassin of the Order of Monte. Berry Jean must also be a pseudonym.

Falsifying affiliation would be the instruction of Monte denominational executives who want the Tamiwa denomination to turn its suspicious attention. I guess I'm just faking it because it's an order and Berry Jean himself thinks it doesn't matter.

Then Mills was murdered with a mouth seal (although I feel that there is no body even as a denomination)?

Berry Jean said he would torture me. Like Mills, he's looking for information about the Demon King.

Well, fine. Whatever.

"- The enemy. You're strong, keep your head down."

"Yes!"

"Okay!

When I spoke, they answered.

"This time I fight in the main. Cover the two of you."

Get out in front of Tina, masked man - relative to Gene. I lifted the silk hat gently with my left hand and greeted him.

"As you know, let me introduce myself. Former clown, Dylan Albertini. I'm a monk now."

and show the long sword in your right hand. As I put that long sword from the tip in my silk hat, the sword fit perfectly in the hat with every right hand. I don't have anything in my pulled out right hand. It is a trick, of course.

The masked man narrowed his eyes as thin as thread. Looks like he's laughing.

"Berry Gene. I know what you want to hear from me. About the Demon King, right? I spoke to Mills earlier, but do I need to speak to you, the same denomination?

"Weren't you listening? I'm Tamiwa."

"Oops, I was. I don't care either way. I don't want to be tortured. I don't know what you're going to talk about from here, but why don't you just leave?

"Unfortunately, you can't. I'm here to see your trick."

"It's not the trick. Magic trick. No seeds, no tricks."

"It's the first skill you can use with the benefit of the profession Job, isn't it? There are seeds and tricks, adventurer"... "

- This guy, give me a break.

With the silk hat in my head, I asked.

"For your information, what's your occupation, Job?

Berry Jean replied, laughing "Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

"Shinobi"

- Coming!

It was at the same time that Gene took the first step as I did with my right hand.

Gene approaches as he steps left and right. Too fast, a remnant was created in my eyes, and I can see the three of them. Gene's hand on the far right moved. Throwing knife.

I took it, with my right palm. The knife stabbed me deeply, and I laughed niggly.

- Right on target.

My right hand flew "..." with tremendous momentum.

Amazing Gene. My rocket punch (endlessly nasty name, but not that I gave it to you, so give me a break. By the way, the source is the same spindle as the launch fireworks) but I guess I didn't know what the intent was.

The right hand exploded flashly.

Of course it's a trick. He was planting the right arm of the crop when he put his sword in the silk hat.

Gene suffers an explosion, slightly disfigured. Only a few. The magic trick of clown skills is flashy but lacks power. But that's enough.

Real right-handed fingers pounding and I pull a "Night Watch” out of the void. Flip a long sword as Gene moves,

Trump rain pours from overhead.

Trump covers Gene up. The long sword on your right hand is the trap Fake. When I was behind Tina, I was hiding in the big shield and throwing one to the ceiling. Replace one of them with a "bag with a lot of cards" in the void. Sometimes it fails with difficult moves, but it went well.

Tina slammed through my side to Gene, who had zero vision on the tramp.

I gave him instructions with my signature, saying, "I'll fight the main battle." Sorry, liar.

Heavy tank Tina advances while hiding her body from the Great Shield. Assuming the opponent will be at a high level of 50 or more, if eaten properly, damage will not be spared. Even if they pierce the big shield with a spike, Tina should be able to avoid it right now.

Plus, he's hiding in Tina's body and Nyannyan's sticking in at the same time. I can't see it from the enemy, and even if I do, there's nothing I can do. Behind that, I'm holding back, too.

If you flatter Tina, I will defeat Gene, even if you flatter Tina.

Stuffing.

This victory was confirmed at the time of the creation of this three-step situation.

- It should have been.

The thread laughs. Gene sets an incredible mark in front of his chest.

I could see his body sinking unexpectedly.

Tina's big shield strikes straight at Gene. Hmm, and the body of an enemy that can play. No, it's not flesh, it's pieces of wood wrapped in enemy clothing.

When Gene's body, Marutai "..." (!).

- Transformation!?

Marutai moreover turned into a net, intertwining Tina and Nyannyan, who advanced, and causing them to fall. I look for the enemy.

Behind you.

The protruding short sword was almost just critical with intuition.

The sight in front of you becomes slow motion to the unexpectedly visited crisis of life.

My body flushing out of shape.

The short sword that plundered the tip of the nose is a straight sword/single-edged ”knife".

Throw the knife away with the momentum of the spike, and Gene laughs. Its annoyingly thin eyes and gaze intersect.

In his left hand is a giant ”scroll".

Skilled skill at ”transforming” me into a clown.

Definitely, this guy,

- Ninja...!

That's not the adventurer's profession, Job. Again, I'm not an adventurer (...)!

Is that what caused the strange atmosphere! Babel's - assassin who gained superhuman power without God's protection. That's the ninja!

It's not magic they use...

"Ninja Law"... ", prison gate junction"... "

Gene opened the scroll and put together an incredible mark with both hands.

There was a sound of Tina and Nyannyan falling behind.

My body moved on its own and threw a silk hat at both of us, but that was it.

The next moment, my vision darkened.

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆

When I realized I was on my knees on the hard ground.

- Dead? No, are you still alive?

Your body moves, and you can breathe. I feel the magic flowing through my body, as well as the spiritual shell of the profession Job.

When I stood up and looked around, it was a hell of a place.

Hard rock earth. The sky is dark and thunderous at times. I don't see the moon.

There are a number of shelves in front of me, and the one on top of it - it was my neck.

The human head, like a spectacle, is sloppily placed on the shelf and exposed.

Yes, it was exposed to the neck.

The four people in front of me look familiar. It's that party I helped earlier.

There is no sign of Tina and Nyang.

I try to destroy this hallucination with the full use of my sense of clown ”illusion” and my sense of the Great Sage ”magic” - as if I am unresponsive.

- You mean you're not hallucinating.

There was no sense of metastatic crystals or metastatic magic. Somewhere on the ground, far from Babel, apparently, doesn't mean either.

So this is a different world created by ninjaku?

Divergent world with exposed neck. I see, this is what the prison gate junction "..." means?

shah, and there's a big footstep behind me.

Looking back, there were a lot of geeks with big sickles there. That is to the end of the earth. Plus, it keeps gushing out of the ground.

I look at my neck. They're gonna make me one of them. What happened to the talk of torture? Oh, torturing him and then exposing him to his neck.

Oh, boy.

I don't know how to escape. I don't have company either. The enemy springs up infinitely.

Really, man.

I used the trick to get my new silk hat. Invert it. Something flew straight out of the hat.

Hiu, Dopa!

- Can I use magic tricks?

Once I put up a big fireworks for the economy, I put on a hat and set up the Moon Hua Sword "Ekake" Night Watch.

"Kakakakakakakakaka!"

"Ugh!

I slashed three looming geeks with a disgusting laugh in one swing.

"Ha!"

Use that momentum for a four-rotation "Quadro" turn. A band of light was born in quadruplicate, summoning the Spirit to mediate it.

"Wow. This was called to a lot of interesting places again"

"Oh. You're in session today, clown."

"Angel of the Wind, suit me."

"You're going to fit me, Mr. Fire Powder?

Seeing Yfried and Silf, who manifested themselves behind my back, started a friendly fight, I waved the nightwatch like a conductor stick, Tact.

"You're going to fit me in on the conductor, you two! - Let go!"

- Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!

Two spirits following my command wind the flames and lick the hell out of the gates.

"Gaga giggo gogo..................!

But the monsters are born anew from the vanished shade.

Funny!

"You're dancing with me that far!?

I can see for all the geeks who have lost meat, skin, even eyeballs.

"Fine, you deceased! The outdoor performance of this legendary clown, Dear Dylan, burn it firmly in its dark eyes!

"Gaga or gacaca is your bastard!

Intercept the arriving geeks. Waving the sword, using the Spirit, I figure out a way out.

- Wait, Tina, Nyan!

Hell on stage, I dance.