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[21st] Food Chain

“I was trying to connect with my geography teacher, but I didn't have enough time, so I failed. ”

The garden teacher was a fairy.

I was wearing clothes made of blue leaves, but it was more like a girl coming to a nightclub than a farmer working in a field.

Kwon & Moon: My successor! Don't you feel like a Noble Forest Fairy at first glance? How can you look at her and imagine hanging out with a bunch of ugly guys all night?

I don't think that's what you're talking about, running away, who is both the master and model of those filthy men.

Wearing clothes with obvious calves, thighs and forearms in the forest is insane.

Exposed skin can be scratched on grass and twigs, and insects bite from time to time. The default option is to break your knee when you fall.

When you meet a wild animal...

Discomfort: I took care of her when she was scratched or bitten in the forest. Isn't that enough?

This successor to his mind and philosophy is overwhelming.

I went straight to the gardening teacher in question.

But I was interrupted.

Bang, bang! Bang! Bang!

The roots of the trees protrude from all over the Crucible Cave, and they rush towards me like jellyfish tentacles.

“You're a garden teacher. ”

However, I narrowed the distance by folding the space without caring.

However, I continued to miss because of the tree root obscuring my vision persistently.

The garden teacher said.

“I'm in charge of horticulture. I can't teach horticulture to students who can't stay in one place for long because I have to go on an adventure, but it helps me get the herbs I need. And now, at the expense of the geo teacher, we've bought enough time for the plants to grow. ”

“You're annoying. ”

“The cycle of nature continues. While the ferocious you are destroying nature, the seeds I sow will grow back and become part of it. And plants don't have spines. I'm surprised that strong students are gods, not apostles, but they don't work as well for me. ”

“There's a lot to say. ”

“It's a habit of taking care of flowers and trees and talking to the forest. ”

“Talk...”

I talk to spirits all the time with my body.

I summoned the Spirit of Fire king who was hanging his head in my groin.

Burn it down.

The spirit king of fire, who received the spell, passes the task to the underlings in a jaw.

Boom, boom! Phew! Glug! Phew! Bloop! Boom! Boom! Eagle Eagle! Boom! Boom, boom.

Each of the top three, who received the king's command, called the top tens, and the top ten called the middle hundreds again. Then Intermediate called thousands of subordinates again.

Millions of Fire Spirits have gathered like that.

Wildfire!

“The trees! The grass! Flowers! How could you do such a horrible thing...! ”

“You have to make every sacrifice to defeat evil. ”

“... let's do it right. ”

Seeing the plants turning to ash, the ferocious horticultural teacher sowed new seeds.

It was a flower.

It was the purple flower I had never seen before, but as soon as the spirits of the flaming fire were exposed to the scent of the flower, they blocked their noses and ran off.

“Ueeek -!"

“This damn spirit?! Where are you going to throw up? ”

“Ha, but a drug dealer! This stinks so bad! If I hadn't neutralized it with your scent, I would have run away like a child! ”

It was not just the first spirit.

Earth, fire, wind, water, heart!

The Five Spirit Kings had their faces tucked close to their groin and armpits as if I were a body mask.

The smell of purple flowers caused the fire spirits to flee and the wildfire quickly evolved.

The horticultural teacher boasted again.

“The ashen forest becomes fertilizer for the next generation. A strong student's horrific behavior is ineffective in front of the great natural cycle. ”

“What are those flowers? ”

“His name is...”

“Just tell me the effect. ”

“... a flower that smells like something the spirits hate. All across the universe, I only live on the continent of Fantasy. A rare flower that was designated as Poisonous Herb by the Nymphs with the help of a Spirit and was on the verge of extinction. ”

“If you can't be a spirit, how about this. ”

Bloop-oop. Bloop-oop.

The wings of the righteous warrior spring from my back.

Three pairs of skeletons harder than a sword are surrounded by thorns that never forgive evil.

And I can shoot.

Knock knock-

It is the judgment of a righteous warrior with the sheer power to slay the dragons that transformed into men in an instant!

Justice in the wings!

“This, this...! ”

I heard the boastful voice of the horticultural teacher.

I had to.

Shimrook...

Plants that could not bear the justice of a MAX class warrior who was not afraid of sacrifice died.

“This is justice! ”

“Ugh! Oh, my God! What a horrible poison...! ”

“Justice, not poison! ”

“This poison that kills a tree in an instant, even though the thorns only touch the bark?! ”

“Yes! Justice! ”

“Strong student. You don't have a conscience! Killing the lovely flowers and trees without a care and bringing justice to the world... Ew! ”

The horticultural teacher, who blamed me for not acknowledging justice, screamed.

It's not my fault.

Cowardice: My Lord! Who's going to hurt her but you?

Prejudice is bad, Mr. Escape.

I folded the space in the direction of the horticultural teacher's scream and moved quickly.

There were no more plants to stop him.

Because the righteous warrior's thorns are embedded everywhere, evil plants cannot grow here.

The narcotic spirit stops nausea and walks away.

“A drug warrior. There is no plant that can grow in this contaminated land. ”

“Sacrifice is inevitable to defeat the evil staff. You told me about the gardening teacher. Nature will recover over time. ”

“Oh, it's going to take weeks...”

“Do you want me to throw you in the stinking flower field? ”

“The first spirit was blessed with the justice of a drug warrior! ”

The condition of the horticultural teacher who preached well to me was miserable.

My whole body was covered in scars.

Particularly, her undressed calves, thighs, forearms, and face were full of big and small vibrations.

“You've lost your foot, haven't you? ”

He fell in love with the thorny vines he had raised to keep me out of the way.

“Ugh...”

“Oh! This is a plant I know. I've seen it in dungeons a lot. If you don't neutralize the toxin quickly, you'll get a black scar regardless of your stats, but I don't care. ”

“Wait a minute…! ”

Boom!

I pushed the horticultural teacher who seemed to have something to say to me into the storage of the drink.

You're asking me to make sure there's no black scars.

But a righteous MAX warrior does not negotiate with a villain.

(* Disgrace: My Lord!) Don't leave a scar on her body!

Haha! Good joke. Free treatment for a wicked woman? If you don't do something right, you can do it later.

You can cut out a chunky butt and cover it with scars.

Advanced: Cut out the flesh to be cut off! Tell me what you want right now! He may be a wicked teacher to his successor, but only to me - one of my loving wives!

The story seems to have been outlined.

I looked around.

Scratched on the thorns of this thorny vine, the pigment deteriorates the structure of the body, leaving a black scar.

The user cuts the scar and casts healing magic, but it does not disappear. It is because I perceive my damaged skin as‘ normal ’.

Therefore, it is also used to write "no human rights" on the forehead of the bandit.

There are two treatments.

Maybe a skin graft or...

“The principle of osmotic pressure is to induce the pigment to fall naturally. ”

I hold the trunk of the thorny vine bare, and then I squeeze it like a wet towel.

Glug glug, glug...

Green sap mixed with my red blood and began to congeal on the floor.

I mixed the soft sand here like a dough and made it thick.

Question: What are they trying to do?

It's a simple private therapy.

If you were a professional herbalist, you would have mixed several herbs, but such luxury is hard to expect in the mountains.

So I devised it.

Boom!

I took the horticultural teacher out of the Marcin Storage and put the medicine I just made on her whole body.

“Ahhhh!"

She screams in pain, but her spine is broken and she can't even beat her whole body.

It's gonna hurt like hell, putting sand in the wound and rubbing it.

Bloop.

A toxin released from the wound is mixed into the fluid in the sand.

After that, I asked the water spirits to clean the sand from the wound.

Take care of the rest.

I don't know much about healing magic, but a highly skilled horticultural teacher regenerated quickly.

Except for the spine.

“First aid is over. There won't be any scars. Thank my ex-husband? ”

“...... ”

“Why?”

“Strong student. How do you know about this private therapy? A lot of people wanted to live with the scar in the bar to endure the pain, so they disappeared. ”

“That's a stupid question. ”

I had no money because of my colleagues, but I learned because I wanted to erase the black letters on my face somehow.

“... sorry. ”

“Huh? What are you talking about? ”

“I'm sorry. I'm not begging you to let me go. Don't get me wrong. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry...”

“... You're in a lot of pain. ”

Boom!

I suddenly put a grumpy horticultural teacher in the drink cellar.

▶ Question: What's wrong with you all of a sudden? Black letters? Am I the only one who doesn't understand?

It's no big deal, Miss!

“What a lame story. ”

On the first occasion, I was framed for murder and went to court in a kingdom.

My comrades who defeated the guards who came to arrest me rushed to flee, but I was proud, so I had nothing to fear.

But why?

It wasn't a mistake, it was real.

When I was tired of training and fell asleep at the inn, my 'fellow warriors’ killed the royal family. To protect the poor girl.

A 'warrior’ was nominated as the main character.

Though not at the scene of the murder, all responsibility rests with the warrior's companions.

I didn't run away.

I wasn't executed.

I wasn't tortured.

Parents lost their children to my colleagues, but when the warrior died, the world was destroyed by the Demon King Pedonar.

Instead, I stamped my face.

▶ Depression: Why didn't you run away? It wasn't even your fault, tough guy.

Because if I run away, someone's gonna get punished for me, young lady.

Penalty (24135; 32618;).

He's guilty of hanging out until his fierce warrior companions have killed the royal family.

Execute those who have helped, punish the parents who gave birth to this sinner, and the brothers and sisters are watched for a lifetime.

I know that, but like my colleagues, it feels good to be rid of a bad royal. ’Can you run away smiling?

I was unfair, too.

But I embraced all my faults and was gently punished.

Discomfort: My successor. Your mindset is no match for a warrior. No warrior in the fantasy world judges and acts like you.

So, what do we do?

Philosophy: Fight back. It's stupid to hug someone when it's not your fault. I laid waste to the wrong country, built a new dynasty...

“Hahaha!”

I know it's because I've changed the Holy Empire's emperor, but there's much less to run from.

The royal family bullies the people they don't like, the warriors remove the royal family they don't like...

There is no difference between royalty and warriors.

It's just a breeding ground.

“Shouldn't someone break that food chain? ”

What if I can't hang up?

I will stop this incompetent warrior.

And, uh...

Unemployed--!

I will be a god myself.