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□ Mother: Are you very ill? (7: 32 AM)

“...... ”

I sent you a picture of my credentials saying I'm doing well. Why do you ask me that?

However, I was able to get all the blueprints I wanted.

It was even very detailed.

Let me give you an example.

The computer body includes a case, hard disk, memory card, CPU, soundcard, and graphics card.

If this is a manual for the general public, assemble it somewhere. ’A brief description is sufficient.

But what I need now is a basic part manufacturing method for hard disks, memory cards, CPUs, etc.

But it's like...

“What a blueprint for a cowardly husband. I don't know your home planet very well, but is it so easy to get a detailed schematic like this? ”

“No.”

The products I have requested are not national confidential, but this detailed blueprint is not readily accessible to the general public.

But my mother saved me.

Chargers, generators, bidets.

Calculating the response time did not take long to collect the data. Even the ability to send different kinds of generators!

Nothing bad about it, but it was awfully steamy. Let's just say it worked out too well.

“Your mother's praised daughter-in-law has a good ability. Seeing as how quickly we gathered and sent these rare blueprints. ”

He stared at his smartphone and said that it was interesting for Socia to lie next to me.

“How do you know that? ”

“A woman's intuition. ”

The most uncertain element in the universe.

Boom!

I summoned a quality piece of paper used by angels from the skill 'Warehouse’. You quickly copied the blueprint onto it.

You don't need a notebook.

Gain -

Using fatiguing fantasy technology and fantasy resources to describe it in words, I printed it immediately like a laser print.

“This way, you'll be able to come back. ”

The paper I used is the MADE IN Warrior Festival.

A warrior's death and regression does not disappear because he is not subordinated to the Fantasy dimension.

I copied all the blueprints.

I had trouble changing my smartphone 43 times because my battery ran out, but the results were satisfactory.

“Cowardly husband. Are you gonna order from the Dwarves? ”

Dwarves are skilled at making things.

Even the most advanced techniques of an unknown civilization can be created with detailed blueprints.

“You're welcome! Don't treat Dwarves as slave dragons and Class MAX Demon Lords alike. ”

A vain mercenary is not stupid.

I thought I could process gems, rare metals, etc. and make them into something more valuable to show off.

However, it is not processed directly. This is because no matter how good the material is, a Great Work cannot be born unless the technology supports it.

So the dragons plundered the handy Dwarves.

They force the dwarf to be subdued by force and make the desired artwork.

“Hmmm! You notice I make and use my own stuff? ”

“Keep an eye out. I'll show you what I got. ”

I spread the wings of a just warrior.

*

“Duck! It's the Demon King! ”

“The Demon King has invaded! ”

“Oh! God…. ”

This is above El Molando in the north central continent.

There is no great master Morang, but it is a public city where evil angels gather.

In the elementary curriculum, which teaches that the devil is always bad, the opposite concept, Angel, does not appear. That is why there is no El Molando where the angels live.

However, it is different from secondary education.

I take time to think again about the devil that I thought was bad, and I learn the concept of good and evil by comparing it with the new angels that emerged from secondary education.

“What a meaningless class. ”

These chicken heads are vile and hypocritical.

There's nothing to think about.

“Demon King Parmamon. Please refrain from reckless behavior. This is not where you come in. ”

It was an angel wearing a thin white cloth over his naked body and a black eye patch on his face.

She points her blade at me and warns me with an arrogant tone.

Race: Battle Angel

⁄ Level: 999 +

Job: Enforcer (Faith Retribution )

⁄ Skill: Faith ZZ Divine Judge Z Flight Z Regeneration Z...

Status: Prayer, Blessing, Strengthening, Blessing, Protection...

A gorgeous stat that supports its confidence.

Given my dummy abilities in secondary education, I felt like the world would be at peace if I just sent one or two of these angels without any warriors coming.

It wasn't even one or two.

“The majesty of God. ”

“Glory to God. ”

“Honor of God. ”

A man and woman dressed the same as a uniform tried to intimidate me by showing love and friendship in the back.

That chicken-head number is over 100.

The battlefield was so contrasted with the Demon army, which has only Grand Duke B.

“It wasn't like this when I was a father. ”

Simply summoning purple ether wings ignored gravity and impressed the Socians in the air.

“It must be the Parmamon playing tricks, right? ”

The power difference is too severe.

My piles waiting in the Castle of the Demon King will evaporate without hesitation if they fire at long range.

What kind of education is this?

Principal Parmamon doesn't seem to have an idea.

“Parmael. Parmamon is you. ”

“Oh no! It's confusing because the names are similar! ”

“That's on me. ”

“Cowardly wife. I'm not taking your aunt's side. Ugly.”

“It's not ugly, it's objectively your fault...! ”

The angels spread their white wings when they thought the negotiations were over, rushing like gliding eagles.

I tore the sonic velocity as if it were so natural, and protected my body with divinity instead of naked armor of zero defense strength.

Various weapons are wrapped in pure light.

Strong.

This was the first time in my entire fantasy 100 years as a group.

Previously, the Ghost King Sexphere resurrected a party of Black Coin seniors to surprise me, but there were not many practical fighters minus the provocative Nymph King and the Cheerleaders.

But all these angels are fighters.

Is this okay?

▶ Description: I'm an enforcer. This pair features a black eye patch that says evil is meant to kill evil. They don't take their eyes off until they're dead. Holy is so deceptive and versatile, angels tend to be lazy and arrogant, but enforcers are different. I study hard every day for eight hours.

Eight hours a day! I never would have believed it if I told you I was working all day. What a realistic setting.

After hearing the pretty and smart teacher's explanation, the angel reached the bottom.

This is a pile of secondary curriculum, so Margie took her ZZ grade to the next level. However, there were many Z-grade angels in sight.

If you fight with stats, you will lose!

Your father-in-law wasn't trapped in the castle for nothing.

Tac-!

But that's the story of my father-in-law, and to me, Margie was given in exchange for her cowardly daughter.

My master is a great and great master, Molang.

An absolute power unlike any fantasy stat separated by numbers and ranks like a game!

“Ahhh?! ”

“Oops?! ”

As soon as I flicked my right hand, the resonance resonated, and the dark matter that was not recognized by the visible light shook roughly.

On top of that, the angels collapsed into a handful of blood.

The Divine Reflex Shield?

This is not an attack.

The space appears to be distorted, but it's just a side effect of dark matter moving like continental movements.

Everything in the world is above space.

It's like a drawing on a piece of paper.

The sacred can defend against attacks through spaces corresponding to the plot paper. How about a desk with lots of paper on it?

Pictures are drawn on paper, but they are on a flat desk.

If your desk is rugged, you won't be able to use any high-quality paper.

The desk in question is dark matter.

An invisible world covered in paper.

“Hiya! I feel sorry for my father-in-law for abandoning his cowardly daughter, but I like this one. ”

It is the number of spleens that the first Demon King had studied while trapped for a long time.

“Dad's specialty was such a scam...? ”

“Thanks to Master Molan! ”

Upgraded.

Power, Range, Range, Preparation Time, Cooldown Time….

Outperforms your skills in every way.

Molasses? Molasses?

You don't have to pretend you don't know anything, Master Molan.

The foolish natives of fantasy may have been able to deceive you with their naturalistic provocations, but they were not deceived by his eyes.

“... you. I think it hurts a lot like your mother said. ”

“She's very healthy. ”

I don't think those cocky chickens were just talking about punishing a righteous MAX class warrior.

Lardass!

Boom, boom!

Food!

White feathers have fallen all over the place.

There were angels who survived with high regenerative power, but when their hearts were crushed and their brains were distorted, the angels who died instantly dropped to a zero level as they were judged to be "dead" by their stats.

My life ended.

But it's okay.

“We are the one You are the Exp"

Those with experience will be with me in my heap until the end of the world.

“Oh, how can such power be……. ”

“That's ridiculous.... ”

“This can't be... ”

Survivors whine as they turn their backs and flee, without charging forward as before.

So I yelled at these foolish heads.

“I am the Demon King. ”

A final boss who stands in the way of the protagonist.

It is different from extras expressed in 'miscellaneous' without the time of portrayal and introduction.

It's natural to be overwhelmed.

To the Demon King, "Why are you so strong? ’is not the right question.

“You are destined to fall to a warrior. ”

“Quietly wait for the day of judgment! ”

“There is no destiny for the Demon King to win! ”

“Brothers! Destiny is with us! ”

“Charge! To the promised victory! ”

Angels who quickly rearrange and run like moths.

There was only one fate I could give to those who believed in an unfounded fate.

Tac-!

We will be one.

*

“Hello, beautiful angel girl with a strong spine. I had imagined a furry middle-aged male, but I didn't know such a beautiful woman could be the best blacksmith in El Molando. ”

“Hmph! What is it, Demon King? Are you here to order me to melt that ugly cannon in the furnace? ”

“Hahaha!”

Chicken's head is as refreshing as it is beautiful inside.

I thought I could leave it to you.

“Cowardly husband. If you have a conscience, look back. Do you have any idea how many angels you changed on your way to the forge? ”

“What are you doing? ”

That's what happens when people who kill fewer people buy dinner! ’This is only done by fellow warriors who enjoy such odd wagers.

The Good Demon King, like me, kills and passes like a river.

“Don't expect the blacksmith to cooperate. ”

“Oh! The Demon King's mistress is quite resourceful. Yes! Do you think you can cooperate with the man who butchered my people? The only thing I can beat you with is this hammer! ”

I did not understand. I tilted my head and asked.

“It was self-defense? I just came to order some stuff, but the savage angels attacked me first?" ”

“Ha! Keep that logic in front of Slime. ”

This blacksmith disrespects Slime. Slime is a delicate species unlike any other angel.

“Master Molang. Say something to this angel. ”

Molan?

You heard him, right? When Master Molan says something cute, you better listen carefully.

“Demon King, give up. I never take your orders - oops?! ”

The perfect body and face, as if custom-made, curled the cheeky lips of an attractive angel.

It is not just the external beauty that I have assessed.

I liked the strong lumbar spine because it was well maintained, although it lacked many words.

You can't just kill a talent like this.

“Slurp!”

“Oops! ”

I drank the Holy Angel of the Blacksmith all the time. Then I shoved a wet maggie down her throat.

That's right. That's good.

From this day forward, I appoint you the maker of Vide.