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[20th] Smell of Misery

"This is ridiculous! Something is very wrong! ’

Rebel, the warrior who was seized by the perforated ship, sits in the royal garden, devastated.

I felt so bold.

As soon as you're summoned to the fantasy world, you take out your last vehicle?

He grumbled and complained that it was unfair.

“I don't think the husband who rushed to the Demon King's castle on level 1 and grabbed his father by the neck in one day is the one to talk. ”

“What's wrong with that? ”

Socia wants to shave off this MAX class husband somehow, but I'm very confident.

The Blackbox was legal.

Skill and occupation developed by Master Black Coin.

Its power was scattered all over the Fantasy world, and its resistance to the system was effective.

But I didn't win because of the black box.

Even without the black box, I was strong enough to grab your neck with level one.

How did you do that?

Master Molang

Based on the teachings of this great being, the essence of life science is in my body.

Except for Margie, his father-in-law was beaten to a pulp.

“This is going to be awesome for me. ”

“You flicked your sword with your cowardly heart and took away your gaze! There are even cowards! ”

“Sexual harassment...?! ”

Leahel's quest for the stolen car went very smoothly.

He broke his promise to serve for a year for the Kingdom of Mandu and fled to the north at night.

After stopping by the mercenary guild and recruiting another mercenary A called "The Swordsman of Storms," Rachel went homeless every day and eluded the pursuers of the Mandu Kingdom.

Where are they headed?

The answer was quick to find out.

But it was a secret place that I didn't even know existed for 100 years.

“A cemetery.”

But not just any graveyard.

It was because it was the tomb of the sacred empire of Lanuberg.

Only the former emperor and his great achievements and his lineage could be buried dead.

Ordinary persons are strictly forbidden from entering, and grave robbers are strictly forbidden.

I was blind.

It is because the majority of the historic and powerful families have these tombs, whether large or small.

So I didn't care.

As soon as Rachel, the warrior, gets her blood on the memorial stone outside the cemetery, she turns into a completely different place.

Whew!

As the memorial stone split vertically like a closed door, a passageway formed.

But it wasn't some hidden staircase going down to the basement.

Space door.

I shook my hand to let in a white whirlpool mixed with blue magic.

Bravo! Bravo! I don't think the label is good! ’

"That's all right, Ms. Lanubel. Nothing to worry about. I only teach fools what noble lineage is. ’

"Ooh..."

Let's go in. I didn't want to do this, but I completely lost interest in the fantasy world. ’

‘... I guess. ’

I doubted my eyes for a moment.

“That look on your face...? ”

Emotions disappeared from the facial muscles and pupils of the pretty girl who pretended to be cute even when she died.

It seems that the warrior Rachel has not noticed, but I have been suffering from Ranubel for a long time.

It's unusual.

“Cowardly husband. I don't know what's different. ”

“Watch this. The lanubel into the dungeon doesn't shake its hips. ”

“... no matter how much I think about it, you look like crap. You're walking into a dangerous dungeon and you're looking at a beautiful girl's ass. ”

“I only saw it because it bothered me. ”

I won't deny that I fell in love with Ranubel in the first place, when everything was scary and unfamiliar.

I relied on it a lot.

Until she realizes she's deliberately walking into a trap or leading you down a rough path and making it difficult.

Bloop-!

While Sosia was devaluing her MAX class husband, the warriors Rachel and Ranubel entered the space door.

I didn't follow.

I can use Shadow A's Honorary Teacher status to "discreetly" observe all students.

Like a teacher and a teacher.

“Husband who likes butts. Something's wrong.”

“I noticed. Rachel's off the grid. And I like butt better than butt. ”

The warrior, Rachel, who had just been able to peer without a problem, disappeared completely from sight.

What the hell is going on here?

So I tried to consult with Sosia, the system developer, and...

“Don't say anything weird. ”

You're looking at me like I'm some kind of gentleman.

My pride was broken.

“Sosia. I didn't want to tell you, but I can't help but get the wrong idea. Your ass is the best. ”

She was the most beautiful of all the buttocks I'd ever tapped.

“I don't know! You fool!”

“Heehee! Even my little red niece is cute!”

“Ey, aunt - ughh...”

I rose from the Demon King's throne, leaving Sosia in bad shape.

To explore the tomb of the House of Lanuberg.

I could fly with the wings of a righteous warrior, but I took advantage of the perforated orgata.

It's about equity.

If I travel to the North Central Continent for no reason, it's only fair that the rest of the pile be moved.

However, if a "variable" is inserted here, the story changes.

Introduction) The warrior summoned the perforated ship.

Essentially) The Demon King seized the perforated ship.

Conclusion) The Demon King was on board the perforated ship.

When the warrior Reyhel summoned the perforated ship, the Demon King Parmamon escaped.

That is, I did not violate equity.

It is caused by a lowly follower who has acted alone.

▶ Admiration: It's amazing. That's an interpretation!

I'm flattered, miss!

Even a fellow staff member who eats a decisive bias without clear criteria would not be able to say anything.

[Captain, welcome.]

[Please set course.]

If the other warriors summon the perforated ship, they must also go out for equity, but all the warriors begin their adventures with nothing but Rachel, a well-met parent beast.

So there is no problem at all.

“The Holy Empire of the Central Continent. That was God's bloodline, wasn't it? ”

Rachel, a half-angel, knows the secret of her family and sees her unseal it with her own blood.

My fantasy career is 100 years.

Pretend you're Chuck.

“The descendants of the House Lanuberg of the Holy Empire are aunts? ”

“You followed me?”

A cowardly wife boards an orgata on a perforated ship.

Although it wasn't until the start, the space constraints were meaningless to her as a fantasy developer.

Specifically, me and her have led to a second curse, like a cosmic notarized marriage contract.

Like following the thread where the needle goes, the Socians can always find my exact location.

“If you don't follow me, you'll think I'm ashamed to hide. Huh! You don't look so good in your butt bones. The second most beautiful thing in the world is the sound of my mouth shaking...”

“Nephew! Nephew!”

“I, I didn't want to be misunderstood. Don't get me wrong. ”

Okay, don't chew your tongue.

I couldn't concentrate on the work of the Demon King because the Socians were turning into a cowardly and cute character.

My wife wasn't a character like this.

Suddenly, I remembered the first time.

It was during a snowstorm ride on a perforated laurita borrowed from the Guardians of the North Continent to the nest of Elsh, the Great Five Catastrophes.

▶ Sparkle: That must have been very romantic.

It was so cold, my dear, warm body and heart!

It was a really strange day.

I fell in love with Gumchee, who blamed me for killing the Ice Princess who was hurting the villagers in a frenzy.

I called her on the perforated deck to confess my courage to her.

It was a dark night with no starlight.

▶ Expectation: So?

Gumchee stumbles over the clear ice sheet on the deck and falls over the white snow.

▶ Embarrassment: I was really unlucky...

Yeah, I know.

I never thought a woman called the greatest knight and the most beautiful woman in the North of Fantasy would fall.

Searching?

I didn't want to be harassed by my blaming colleagues, so I shut up and went back to bed.

Gumhee, who thought she was frozen to death, rejoined me alive, and was with me until the last journey of my first adventure.

What a tough relationship!

“You had a son because of a woman like Yonke? ”

“..... ”

I did not answer the ugly jealousy of the Socians.

It was the best thing at the time.

The continent, ruled by a cute 3-year-old emperor, needed a legitimate successor. I still don't regret that choice.

Why was it gum hee?

... because the nanny who gave birth to me loved her childhood friend.

There is no other reason.

“The drug lord! Love is great! ”

“I know.”

Even without a tennis racket, Mother's love is great!

It was 100 times easier to deal with my father-in-law.

[Captain, report]

[Arrived at destination]

[landing]

The skyscraper, which was the public transport of the young angels, was fast.

From the south-central continent of Pantagia to the north, it crossed the border while making three soggy expressions.

“Were you counting it?! ”

“No.”

I'm just saying. Don't you know the metaphor? It means you came as soon as you did.

“I, I know that much! ”

“Nephew! It looks like the cuteness is exploding today! ”

“Aunt, please be quiet today. ”

“Heeheehee!”

“Don't smile with that look. ”

“Nephew, I'm comfortable with that. ”

“Admit it? I have no idea what you're talking about. ”

“Ugly, nephew. ”

“I can't hear you. ”

I ignored the two brawlers and observed the monument in question.

However, I was unable to concentrate on the work as there was a disturbance that I was concerned about.

“It's a perforated ship...! ”

“The God Cruise is here! ”

“Oh, my God! God!”

“The Lord is coming! ”

If the perforated organata were the size of a cardboard vessel, it would not have been noticed, but it is larger than a five-sail sailboat that is only built on the eastern continent of Fantasy.

The slaves, people, knights, nobles and nobles of the Holy Empire were all frightened to see the ship docked on the plain.

“The coming of God...”

I'm not wrong.

Drinking is a true god, and its power constitutes half the world of fantasia.

I wanted to tell the indigenous fools about Master Molan's greatness, but now I've been very busy because of his inferior patronage.

But I couldn't ignore it. I don't want you to know that I'm the Demon Lord Parmamon.

Before that, someone has to stand up and face them.

Just in time, I came up with a good idea.

Boom!

“You called, my lord. ”

He was reborn as a spirit and became a total excrement, but he summoned the beautiful goddess, Chakdeok.

The face of the warrior festival.

The end of the visual!

No native fantasy will ever doubt her nobility and holiness.

“Immediately. I'm sorry for asking you to do such a troublesome thing at once, but spread the word to them. ”

“Leave it to me.”

Unlike the first spirit with a regrettable expression and tone, Lady H was the perfect goddess in every way!

“Oh!”

“Ah!”

“God.”

Everyone comes to their knees when they see her out of the perforated ship, slightly in the air.

It was natural for the people of the Holy Empire to believe that they were God's people.

It was then.

Shuuung-!

Shuung-!

The blue space door of the Memorial Stone reopened was outstanding, with warriors Rachel, Ranubel and Mercenary A.

But it wasn't like before.

Three levels and skill proficiency have increased dramatically, and equipped equipment has become overwhelmingly better than before.

Above all,

“Huh! Look at that guy? ”

The warrior Leihel's waist was strung up by three swords.

Inserting the souls of the vanguard warriors.

The ability to change shape and size.

I didn't write it because I wasn't that bad, but it seems to have been a great help to those who are good at being lonely.

I changed my name.

Molang Road!

It's called the Mermaid Sword.

That's not the case. There are five swords in the fifth curriculum, sealed one on every five continents.

The Sword 3 is sealed in an adventurous gland on the North continent, just like the fourth course.

And you found this sword in the Wasteland Cemetery of Central Continent?

The stench of corruption shook.

“What?! ”

As I was surprised by Sword 2, so was the warrior, Rachel, looking this way.

It must be confusing to think that the lost car is in the possession of a MAX class Demon.

It is an intended choreography.

By the way...

“Hey, where are you looking? ”

This cheeky junior did not look at you like heaven.

In fact,

“Grandma...! ”

I strangely called my hot pack preaching the Morang Bridge.