Even Posing as a Hero is Easy–Why? Cause I’m a God–

"Tilt, are you okay? Tilt."

"Huh...?

Tilt woke up shaking his body.

Looking around rubbing his sleepy eyes, there were boys and girls around between the ages of 10 and 15.

There is no wall facing the hallway, instead an iron lattice is fitted.

It was like a barn.

The children in the cell were crying. Some kids are tired of crying and nodding.

Sleeping Tilt woke up his upper body. I'm sure my flank hurts and I hold it down unexpectedly.

"Ku......! Two or three ribs, I got him..."

"Are you okay?"

It was Sarah lying next to me. He looks worried and brings his face closer.

Tilt turned a blind eye as he blushed his cheeks.

"Well, I guess it's decided to be okay. This is a scratch... Where are we?

"It's like a basement in the woods."

"Why are you here..."

"People here, people who can't pay their debts and are supposed to be slaves."

"Seriously?

Tilt approached the hallway side and looked out.

There were several similarly made barns on both sides of the dim hallway, many of them in.

Everyone looked dark and leaned down or sat with their knees.

"Hmm, it's not just Sarah's village, right?

"There are people from nearby villages. But it doesn't look like the same place you were supposed to work."

"Oh well. There's a demon clan, and it still looks like a slave print. This is suspicious - isn't magic hanging on the keys? Everybody stay away from me."

"What do you do?

Sarah leaned her neck strangely. The blonde hair shook and glowed slightly.

"I can't stand it without being hit. I'm gonna destroy you a little bit."

Tilt clenches his fist. Hardened like steel.

Envelope with more flames.

- Flaming steel fists (steel burning).

Defense value ignore attack. Double damage. Flame additional damage. powerful moves, with.

It was a mixed advanced move between Ironclad Fist (Iron Fist) and Flame Fist (Flame Fist).

When Tilt pressed a bright red burning fist against the lock of the barn, it burned and bent.

Grab it with your hand and pull it. It stretched like candy and the lock came off.

Tilt laughed distorting the edge of his mouth.

"Okay, I'm coming. I'm interrupting, so why don't you grow up?

"Hey, hey, Tilt!? What are you gonna do with your body like that?

"You've decided to fight!

"It's impotent! They're full of strong men and demons."

"What's wrong with that? I can win!

Then a boy stared at me crying in the corner of the room.

"Gu... only your brother runs away...?

"Hmm? Right, run away"

"" "Huh?

The children in the storeroom voiced their surprises.

Tilt grinned invincibly as he scratched up his green hair.

"I said run away. It's just that I hate it here."

"What don't you like about Tilt?

"It's a kid's cry. I hate you the most in the world - if you wait with your fingers around and no one will help you - then you'll have to do it yourself...... so wait. Smile for all of you."

I bit my back teeth a long time.

- Tilt was remembering the village of Elves.

Childhood when the world tree was defeated and taken.

The Elves flee for days when they are not strong enough to try to get it back and the Demon King's Army chases them.

Everyone had a dark face and cried as soon as there was anything in particular for the child.

No one could help me.

So I popped out of the village trying to figure it out for myself.

I wanted to be strong enough to get everyone's smile back.

"Tilt-kun..."

Sarah's cheeks stained red. Big eyes, moisturizing.

The child stops crying and says so at ease.

"Brother, I'm sorry"

"Don't worry about it! I'm not abandoning how desperate you are."

Tilt opened the door of the chamber and went out into the hallway when he rubbed under his nose to offend him.

Sarah calls out on its back.

"Don't push me."

"I'll take care of it. I only do reckless things."

Tilt showed his white teeth and smiled, rushing straight out the hallway with great momentum.

Sarah, who was left, sat back on the stone floor and exhaled.

"All impotent......, you look like a beautiful elf, but you're a boy to do"

Sarah groaned to shudder, but her cheeks remained stained red.

Tilt ran through a corridor made of stone.

There was a chair and a table in front of the stairs, with a fat barn number sitting.

"Oh, my God!

"Hey, what!? - Gu Boo!"

Tilt's fist pierces the belly of an unprotected barn.

The fat barn number blew bubbles out of his mouth, his white eyes turned and passed out.

Hey, let me give you the keys.

Tilt took a bunch of keys from the hips of the barn and threw them into the barn in front of him.

"Whoa," "Thanks..."

And I start making noise about it.

"Wait till you bring it all down."

Leaving that behind, Tilt ran up the stairs.

Equipped with a spare mask that was in his pocket.

The ground floor was a carpeted entrance.

Chandeliers glow in the blowout ceiling.

In the corner of the hall, with a wide range of stairs leading to the second floor, was placed the armor of the knight. The walls are decorated with swords crossed.

Reminded me of the noble mansion.

There were men sitting in circles on the floor and interested in card games. The number is three.

To the sudden appearance of Tilt, he was stopping his hand and circling his eyes.

"Hey, what? Who are you!?

"Hehe, what is it? - Ya!"

Assault reminiscent of Tilt's instantaneous movement.

Sharp fists rolling out of luxurious arms. Shockwave that holds the flames together.

"" "Gu!

Three men blew up.

I get knocked over by walls and floors and I don't move.

"Where is he?

Tilt ran through the mansion to find it.

If you don't do something about the Demon Men, they'll catch you again even if you take the villagers away.

Beat up a man who was in a hallway or dining room and stun him.

But I searched around the ground floor and couldn't find the Demon Man.

"Are you going upstairs?

Tilt returned to the hall.

Once in, a bright red mass spread in front of me.

"Whoa!

Tilt creates a flame in his right hand and smashes it to pieces.

Bang! and the air shook and the fireballs smashed and scattered.

A black man stood, with black wings, from the column trunk upstairs if I looked up.

"Huh. Have the rats escaped... keep them company until the slave traders arrive"

"Unfortunately, you're not an adult! - Rah!

Tilt ran up a wide range of stairs arcing loosely.

The demons standing on the stairs put their hands forward and flew the fireballs again.

Tilt says as he wraps a flame around his hands and feet.

"You have no art, you! - Hmm!

He unleashed an intense flying kick as he smashed the fireball.

A toe reminiscent of a flying bird paints a magnificent arc.

- Flying Swallow Legs.

The first blow cuts the sky, but a flowing series of kicks - flaming legs (burst dancing) strikes the Demon Clan.

A demon clan flying back and taking distance distorted his face depressingly.

"Shit, don't use weird moves"

"Unique, tell me! - Ha!"

Tilt, who went upstairs, packs the distance at once and rolls out his fiery fist.

I plundered the Demons' cheeks.

The Demons wave their hands with sharp claws.

Tilt knelt gently and shrugged. A few green hairs tear apart and dance in the sky.

Unleash the force accumulated on the bent leg.

A right leg rolled out as he stretched out pierced the Demon clan's torso.

"Gu Hu!"

The Demon Clan leads the way. To the demon clan, who stopped moving for a moment, slap in further fists and kicks.

"Rah! Well, it worked a little!

"Ku, yup......!

The Demon Clan waves through but falls off. Even if a tail like a whip chases him, he is cut off by a tilt that just pulls a half step.

"Give it back!

Fist released as you step in.

He broke down his system and stabbed him on the flank of a demonic clan who turned sideways.

"Guh!"

The Demons blow up and clash against the wall.

Tilt's right hand burns bright red, hardening like steel.

- Flaming Steel Fist (Steel Burning)!

Zung!

Demons plunging into walls. Tilt's fist was piercing his chest.

- But.

Gassi and the Demons grabbed Tilt's right arm with both hands.

I laugh nasty as I shed red and black blood from the edge of my mouth.

"There's a slightly moving rat... I got him!

"Hey, get off me!

"- Flame enclosure (flame barrier)!

The demonic body is engulfed in flames.

Naturally, the tilt burned up as well.

"Wow! Get off me!

Beat him with a bright red burning left fist, but the Demons won't stop.

"Flames don't work for me, Kuhaha!

"- Oh, well... thanks for letting me know."

Tilt clenched his left fist, putting out the flame and making it hard as a chunk of iron.

- Ironclad Fist (Ironfist).

Tilt slaps his fist in again and again as he burns.

"Guha! Can you still move, sir!

"Unfortunately, I'm good at flames, too!

Grab the demons trying to escape and punch them with more fists.

"Damn! - What, get off me!

Missy, the squeaky dull noise keeps ringing.

"Ha ha! Stupid!"

He took a powerful blow with a scream reminiscent of a dragon.

- Raging Roar (Dragon Howling). Increases muscle strength and speed.

Zudong!

A blow reminiscent of the cannon pierced the demon's chest.

The walls snapped round and black blood splashed like flowers.

"Ku... Kisa... what's your first name?

"Tilt. Now - I think I'm one of the brave Kaika's people,"

"The one who defeated Master Geadorf..."

The Demons still tried to say something, but their black bodies smashed.

It collapses like powder, and at the end it becomes just ash.

Tilt, who saw it, exhaled.

He had burns all over his body.

"Ouch, that was a little too unscrupulous - let's, uh, take them all back"

I went down to the first floor and further into the basement.

Stand in the aisle and scream out loud.

"Hey! It's okay now. The Demons defeated them. Run! Run!

Tilt's voice echoed the aisle.

It felt like people roughly creeping through the iron lattice and coming out into the hallway.

Sarah runs her blonde hair.

"Tilt!"

"Whoops! - Stay here."

"Oh, I'm sorry!

Though I hugged her as much as I wanted, I hurried away.

Sarah looks worried.

"You're so hurt... you're too unscrupulous"

"It's no big deal. Let's get out of here faster than that."

"Yeah."

The villagers continued with Tilt in the lead.

There were about fifty of them.

Climb the stairs and exit to the entrance.

It was when Tilt casually took a step forward.

Suddenly, that leg stops. Pulls and shivers but I can't move.

"- Nah!? What!"

Tilt moved only his eyes and looked at the square on the ground floor.

Soon the entrance of both openings opened and a man in the priest's clothes and a knight with a sword stood.

The priest is putting up a glowing scepter.

"Shit! Magic...! Everybody, hide!

"Yeah!"

Sarah and the villagers rushed back to the stairs.

The priest says in an administrative tone.

"That thing is dangerous. Dispose of it."

"Execute the order."

One of the knights runs out gasping for black armor.

Tilt thinks desperately and powerfully trying to move his body.

That knight, he's not human.

He said he was wearing heavy looking full body armor, but he approached him lightly across the hall.

From the entrance came the priests followed by the man on the net and the rough men, plus the man in the hood - even the district secretary.

Laughs as he picks up the hood.

"You've been hit"

"What, you just have to use it anew. Instead, there's as much of it as there is."

Two people laughing at each other.

Then I gave instructions to the nets and the slave traders.

"You guys, get those guys and make them all unconditional slaves"

"Heh, leave it to me"

"I might get a little hurt, but hehe"

Tilt managed to run wild trying to escape the magical effects.

But the body did not move at all, as it was in gold bondage.

Sarah makes a peek through the stairs and calls in a sad voice.

"Tilt - heh!

"I'm fine, stay hidden!

That said, I can't move.

Armor knights are approaching...

A rushing sweat flowed from Tilt's forehead.