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It's been a long time!

“Gooooool ~! ”

Even though I lost to the baby, I didn't lose my age.

The golden dragon, judged unfair, gave up fighting and fled. The attributes were very fast like light.

Of course, this is also relative.

“Greee ~”

The green dragon raised its head and roared for victory.

“... man. Why are you saying goodbye? ”

“G, Greeee…? ”

“Phew! It's a long way to be a magnificent dragon. ”

I summoned the Sword Nuclion swiftly. The wings of the righteous warrior were on their backs.

I know it's a lot to take in, but I can still track it down and I can finish...

Score: 15304

Rank: 68

... and then I stopped.

It's because you boosted your score just by getting rid of the Nymph-eating Dragon.

I would have managed to track it down and turned it into EXP, but I couldn't ignore the festival scores now.

It was a problem because it went up too well.

Except for the points your health teacher gave you.

It was a long way from the festival, but I was forced to take the place of the dominant secondary curriculum.

“My score just goes up with a breath... ”

So it was very difficult.

Until morning, I was quite relaxed. The higher the score, the more illegal it is to lower it again.

This is normal flow.

However, I have experienced a 'skip' while returning.

There were a few times when the film was cut, but there was no law telling me not to do it here.

So let's be careful!

“I…. Thank you for saving me.”

“I'm alive because of you! ”

“Phew! I thought I was falling to Class C! ”

“Oh, my God! Class S?! True story?!"

The most sincerely fought shield warrior entered the dragon's belly, but the other four survived his sacrifice.

They thanked me and opened their mouths when they saw the rainbow label.

I had to.

The name tag of the warriors of this party is silver, meaning Class B.

Their festival scores will be similar to mine, as around the top 30 said their labels were golden in class A.

But what about it?

I'm not interested in anything but the way back to Earth.

“B class friends. Good work.”

I shook my hand as if I were chasing the flies away.

But these flies didn't give up so easily, they followed me. Then I studied my abilities hard.

“The race is unique and spiritual...?" ”

“Look at the skill of the dragon with the saint accompanying you. ”

“Huff! You have a lot of class Z skills! ”

“Amazing! That's a real A-list! ”

Their praise did not comfort me at all.

While I was rolling around in the fantasy world for 53 years, I was living the lives of cultural citizens on a beautiful homeland.

It's a very simple matter.

Do you want to go back roughly 1,000 years and be the king who sits on the golden river every morning?

Do you want to be a Ceramic-flushed toilet and modern-day culture citizen?

Where's the toilet?

Air conditioning, boilers, refrigerators, computers, cell phones….

We can be confident that our cultural citizens live a much more comfortable life than any great person in the Great Person or in the history books.

In other words, their praises sound like ridicule to me.

“Why do you keep chasing me? ”

There is a way to ride on the back or fly by myself, but then I feel like I'm running away, so I just decided to walk.

The young man who looks like the leader of a class B party said with a smile.

“I want to watch and learn. Ah! I forgot to introduce you first! Our habit of omitting introductions because we are quite famous... Hmmm. I'm the leader of the 13th party, Silver Star.... ”

“I see. Class B starlet. We'll meet again at the third party. ”

“My name is…. ”

“Including that. ”

I didn't want to have a long conversation with them.

Because it might reveal that I've been stuck in the fantasy world for 53 years.

That alone must be avoided.

... Wait a minute.

“Hey. Class B. ”

“They say I'm class B... I'm very disappointed to hear that from Class S heavenly system No. 1... ”

“Factoria, you know? ”

“Factoria?”

“A human female magician living in the Pacific. He secretly boasts that he has a lot of money and pretends to be brilliant. He looks like he's in his early 20s, but I don't know if that's his real age. ”

I couldn't remember the look of Factoria well.

How beautiful was she white?

Overall, human women in the fantasy world who are born under parents who have been calibrated in their abilities are beautiful.

The impression of a factoria-level beauty was blurry because she saw too much.

Of course, there are clearly remembered classes.

Ranubel, Sylvia, Aqua.

This trio I met at the beginning of the first time still remains in my head as a specimen of a beautiful girl representing three races (human, fairy, mermaid).

That's why I memorized it myself.

But what else?

“By any chance... Don't you mean President Victoria? ”

“Who's that? ”

“Mr. 1 asked the question... A magician, a rich woman. Magic can only be done by people who are rich and smart in the first place, so your personal information is not helpful, but only a few Pacific celebrities. It's similar to the name Factoria. ”

“I think you're right. ”

Factoria.

We must keep her mouth shut.

If I made a mistake on Earth, I gave my golem to a mermaid entrusted to Factoria for protection.

I thought it was a pretty good deal at the time.

But I changed my mind when I saw Luke's goat golem.

The golem possessed by the soul of a warrior knows that I have lived in the fantasy world for a long time.

This information could have been passed on to Factoria.

And if she had the intel, she would have noticed that my family relationship is fundamental, and that I was missing for five years, not floating off the planet.

“Mr. Number One. How can you be so strong? ”

Class B junk has been relentlessly pursued. It seemed like he was going to get a small performance by saving this meeting.

“My question first. ”

“Ah! Yes. I don't know about Factoria, but if you're Victoria's president, you're one of the top A ranking warriors, and you're one of the top candidates. However, rumor has it that they are losing to a faction fight in the women's dormitory recently. ”

“The Four Nations are long. ”

The point is, Factoria also participated in the festival, right?

“Please answer my question this time. ”

“Question? What did you say? ”

“... how strong they are. ”

“Look at my skills. You look weak.”

It's natural to be strong.

▶ Race: Natural Spirit

⁄ Level: 999 +

Job: Monarch (Pantheon Universal )

⁄ Skill: Destroyed MAX Love MAX Friendship MAX Hope MAX Flight MAX...

Status: Sword, Holy Girl

Activating the Blackbox will add to your sealed transcendental realm skills, making your stats even more spectacular, but the current maximum level of skill level was sufficient.

Compared to a health teacher, he's weak.

“How can I make stats...? ”

“Simple.”

“Huff! You teach me that secret, too?! ”

“It's simple.”

I spent 53 years in a fantasy world where other people graduate after three years. That's why it's strong.

But I don't think that's all.

During my time on Earth, I was an ordinary high school student who did not study very well or excel at sports, but I lived desperately on the continent of Fantasy.

To get back home.

“I'm busy. I'm not gonna tell you again, so listen. ”

“Yes!”

A bunch of B's got their ears shut.

“When my colleagues laughed and talked, I trained and hunted. When others cowardly attacked, I fought fair and square. Look back at your day. You won't have much time to actually do anything in the day. And then, if it's hard, you just give up. Don't get me wrong. I gave up on borrowing my colleagues' powers. A warrior doesn't need love and friendship. It's only poison that makes them weaker. ”

“You are saying that number 1 is both MAX...? ”

Love and friendship?

I didn't put it up because I wanted to.

When I was in Fantasy, I was sexually harassed by spirits all day and became a MAX.

“This is because of my race traits. ”

“Oh, yes. ”

But class B junk didn't believe me.

I felt like I was teaching incorrect information to reduce one competitor.

It was unbelievable.

“I don't want to believe it. ”

But this misunderstanding was not just as bad.

It is because the B class of junk that judged that I would get nothing but ‘wrong information’ left me without foolishness.

I immediately performed the next bounty mission.

“Small is the truth!” I resolutely executed the pervert who shouted.

Very thoroughly.

It's because he's highly likely to become a child sexual offender.

The pervert controls the bodies of fairy women.

Dressed in a very humiliating outfit.

As he boasts,

It is said to be a dream to have a Harem party of beautiful women like legendary warriors.

Does a pretty girl care about a dead body?

If I'd known what happened to that warrior's old age, I wouldn't have dreamed such a vain dream...

“What a waste of talent. ”

It would have been a good match if you had manipulated a powerful monster or hero's corpse instead of an imprudent fairy.

The pervert who heard the cup from me smiled and accepted it.

“Haha! You don't know women very well! ”

“... me? ”

I summoned a line of women from my pocket.

Holy Spirit H, Spirit C, Spirit D.

“Oh, my God...! ”

The pervert who saw them sat down with nothing to say.

He was staring up at the steep cliffs of the Horseman Elf that stood between the two angels that roamed like waves whenever he moved.

Spirit C, who was noticed by the pervert, said.

“Hey, mister? Do you mind if I handle this? ”

“Suit yourself.”

The pervert was not a demon, but this elf became uncomfortable and punished thoroughly like a heretic interrogator.

Do you respect your taste?

The generation always triumphs.

*

I returned to the dormitory after completing all my missions in Fairy City.

I thought I could sleep in a city or village inn, but the administration of a market with administrative authority was really special.

Every warrior was meant to sleep in a dormitory.

In the dormitory in advance, "That's why I sleep outside today.” If it is not permitted, the penalty shall apply to the basic and water supply.

I was not the exception who didn't want to fall from Class S to Class A warrior. Class S and A quality listings were that different.

“What a dump. ”

I looked up and saw the Class A accommodation.

“I broke into a lady's room in the middle of the night and said first... It suits you very well, Mr. Strong. ”

The room owner who thought he was sleeping comfortably replied with his eyes wide open.

“It's been a long time, Factoria. ”

“Victoria. As expected, you were still alive in the explosion.... ”

Do you like sleeping with your underwear off?

There was nothing hanging over her shoulders and neck that covered her breasts with the blanket she was covering.

“Long time no see, magician A. ”

“You can call me whatever you want, but please bear with that dusty title! I think I'll leave the world early without even knowing it.... ”

“That's none of my business. ”

“It's been a long time since I've seen you... By the way, Mr. Strong. How did you get in here? ”

Is she still awake?

I asked a very trivial question.

“Unauthorized entry. Are you stupid?"

“I know that much! No, I don't mean stupid! So take that pitiful look off your face! I mean, how did an unauthorized gentleman get into a women's dormitory without permission? ”

“You took off your name tag so you wouldn't get caught, right? ”

Factoria repeated only the obvious questions earlier.

How stupid are the warriors who believe this woman is smart?

I had no idea.

“How many traps and surveillance in the dormitory? ”

“Was there such a thing? ”

I almost burst into laughter because it was so crude. If this was a trap, I'd say you made it very well.

“No, thank you. So what happened? You want to make a baby with me? ”

“Don't make that awful sound. ”

I replied with clarity.

“Then what are you doing secretly at this hour...? ”

“We need Earth's information. And I have a gift for you. ”

I removed the second prototype of a new sword made of blackbox class S effect from my pocket.

A medium that connects the fantasy world and the Earth.

The more insurance, the better.

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