FFF-Class Trashero

Oh, my God.

From power to providence.

Although the words seem to have changed reasonably in appearance, there are obvious differences between the two.

Power is compulsory.

They insist that "my philosophy" is right.

Just as cute as Ranubel convinced and coerced others that his adventure was right.

So was my personality.

Brightness

I will rule time and space, light and darkness, so obey me!

... is forced to do so.

And now?

Do not force.

Shows the facts.

They do not understand the opponent by incitement and forgery of the name of power, but simply show the 'truth’.

You don't have to understand.

You don't have to accept it.

That doesn't change providence.

Warrior

The fact that I am a warrior is an absolute truth, so I don't need the permission or acknowledgement of a third party.

It's easier said than done.

If the personalities I've used so far are 'Physical & Magical Attack Power: 100000’ or higher, providence is' Penetration: 10 ’, which ignores the opponent's Defense and Resistance and strikes evenly!

That is, it cannot be stopped.

You have to hit everything you hit.

A God Suggests Choosing the Taste of Popcorn

A god who is too naive to choose falls short of his choice

A god who is too naive to choose the taste of chunjiang

A god starts popping popcorn

This chat window of any gods is also called providence.

Questioning, researching, and exploring can only hurt you. That's how it's always been.

It's someone's providence.

“100% penetration...”

I like it.

Even the disco I dusted, 99.9999% if I quantified defense and resistance like a game.

No matter how hard an attack hits, only a scratch can be inflicted.

But providence?

Its aggression falls considerably due to interference with great natural laws, but it is important that it can never be stopped.

This means that no matter how defensive and resistant you are, you will definitely suffer ‘10’ damage.

In other words, providence is deadly to the strong beyond a certain level!

I have to watch my back, too.

If you get the providence wrong, you can vanish in one shot.

“... This is not the time. ”

Not to imply it, but the gods who noticed my change began to ascend to the Fantasy dimension.

This is not the time to relax.

A Goddess who is too naive claims to have been quiet

A God Gives Choonjiang Flavored Popcorn

A goddess who is too naive says thank you

Praise be to some goddess for being so naive.

Some Gods Are Proud

Following their conversation, a line of gods began to enter.

What a gentleman

A Relaxed Genius Looking Intriguinely

A receiver waves a hand to greet you

Some Kind Goddess Makes Things Difficult

* Difficulty: I tried to keep my eyes open, but President Han Soo's personality spread everywhere...

Thank you so much for doing this for me, Miss Moral!

I got caught by an unexpected mistake, but I'm okay with Illina around here.

Plus, I have confidence.

I am confident it will be eaten in a provisioned universe (Major League).

It's important that I find the Romanium I was calculating at the Phantom level in order to become stronger.

It can't be that bad.

Always Declare Access Prohibited by Some Fair Person

It is said that a fair person always strikes when approaching

I'm not joking.

Denounce an Evil God as Evil

Some inversion shyly protests

Blame some loose spirit for being petty

Some Faith Leans Around

Shut the fuck up!

Those who abuse providence and steal others' privacy for free!

It was as bad as my high school alumni who had illegally downloaded novels and comics.

There's nothing left to talk about.

If you were weak, you would have hidden and worked quietly as before, but now you have the power to bite down on some gods' approach.

Warrior

providence was used.

What do I think of as a warrior?

You should be able to find your best friend with your eyes closed.

“There he is.”

The Panthazia dimension is a warehouse that holds the enormous will and power of the 'Me'.

Like a horse's wheel in a hurry.

That's how you can see what's happening inside the Fantasy dimension.

With a little effort.

“Clothing store...? ”

Ilina is in the only clothes shop in Parunaru Village.

Why would a decoding fairy be in a place like this?

“Mr. Hansoo. It's very natural for a woman to visit a clothing store in the destination…”

“Is that so?"

Why now, I had the same trivial question, but it seems to be the case from Caesar's explanation.

Caesar didn't notice my change at all.

I can't help it.

Me and her are so different.

Including the message of some noisy gods, she can't see and feel anything.

This is sad.

Only a cowardly wife can understand and empathize with my story.

Sweetheart.

As soon as I opened the door to the clothing store, I welcomed the ringing bell.

Hanging a little piece of paper or drop on the doorway to prevent a petty thief.

Inns, shops, bars, forges...

Most of the places in the Fantasy continent have been like this. However, I felt a little strange today.

It's new.

Even the owner of this clothing store has his own relationship for the first time.

“Excuse me?”

My senses are telling me.

The shopkeeper is preparing to weave new clothes in the workshop, and her daughter, the shopkeeper, is measuring Illina's body.

Do you have any measurements?

I used to hang out with her for a while, but she was reluctant to touch her body in order not to get caught.

Then what happened?

I don't know if this is the only god of Fantasy.

“Ahhh?! ”

Do you really need to take off all your shirts to measure your clothes?

Illina was wrapped around her chest with her arms outstretched, facing the door.

She listened to the bell, looked back, looked at my face, and was furious, covering her chest.

Isn't that a little sloppy?

... but there is no compartmentalized facility in the first place, because there are very few people in this outdoor clothing store and most of those guests grew up together.

“Illina, it's already written in my head what your limp body and spine look like. So if you want to scream, you have to meet another man. ”

“Pinzan from the beginning...! ”

Ilena, hiding behind the hanger, screams loudly.

The evil teacher gave her the poison, so I figured she'd look weak, but she's fine, right?

I guess I was worried for no reason.

“Looks like you're doing well. ”

“Don't talk to me like that in front of my mother. And the expression" leaky "will have to be withdrawn immediately. Look! ”

Illina came running out the back of her hanger saying that.

Still, I thought she was a woman and would cover something up, but she brazenly exposes her upper body no matter how she measures it.

I was frightened to look at it without a single glance.

“Well, what the hell, those breasts...! ”

It wasn't mulberry.

Like her mother, she was not a high-functioning fraud.

It's real!

He was telling me that the rampage was not a fake.

What is this harmony...?

“Mother was right. I kept on wearing it desperately, and it really changed! ”

“That mulberry...? ”

“Do you want to touch it? Oh, no, no, no. I'm a snotty girl now. So if you touch it or point it, get down on your knees and ask for it in an itchy voice. ”

“... an instinct in Elveheim's genes? Something that doesn't work, and then you brag when it does. ”

“Hmph! You wouldn't know it as a man. With your head down, your chest is covered and your back is hidden from your feet! ”

“... I see. ”

Not at all familiar

“You have no idea how great it is to wear a strapless dress and not have to worry about falling. Do you know how good it feels when a cashier looks at you and says you'll fit in any outfit? ”

“Uh... last bit? ”

Anyway, I wasn't looking for Ilena to talk about that kind of nonsense.

First, mulberry...

“There was gum hee too! ”

“Yes? Yes. It wasn't often, but I had several adventures with Ilena who joined me as a saint. I heard you had a poison crisis, but I'm glad you're feeling well. But did I do something wrong? You look a little...”

“At that time, I thought I was the only one who would be miserable, but I will say it clearly now. You were the most annoying of your peers! ”

“Well, that's...! ”

“Moaning about how hard it is to hold the center of gravity, sighing about how your shoulders are constantly clenching, frustrated about how you can't breathe because your clothes are too tight, and your breasts obstruct your lower vision, making you vulnerable to lower body defense and complaining about...”

“I'm... sorry. ”

“I hated you complaining the whole time we were on the adventure together. Now that the memories have merged, even more! What am I worse than you? Knife? I'm good, too. She told me to nail my ears that she needed to be strong to be a loving wife like herself. ”

“Fooled you.”

I didn't want to intrude because Ilena was so serious, but she came out of nowhere.

Did it become a drawing line?

“Yes! My mother told me to go to , but I also married my father by deceiving him with fake breasts made of impersonation! ”

“Hey, Ilena? ”

“I'm not finished with you! So keep your mouth shut, you perverted warrior. ”

“...... ”

What an art timing!

I've just become a 'perfect warrior’ with providence.

However, this elf provoked me to a perverted warrior who only sought out cheerful breasts in a few words.

This was a bit of a psychological blow.

A certain kind of faith thrills

A god distributes popcorn diligently

A Laid-Back Gentile Highly Appreciates This Development

A goddess who is too naive regards someone lightly

Some reception wipes tears with a handkerchief

A goddess who is so naive is sniffing and thanking me

I was distracted because my vision was flooded with a message from some gods who said it was good.

Illina's complaint continues.

“Thanks to those big breasts, whenever you get a break from a warrior's beloved subject, whine! But I'm not jealous anymore! ”

“... is that real? ”

“It's true! If you don't believe it, will you touch it? I hate this, but I'll give you a special permission today! ”

“Mulberry?”

“It turned into this chest. ”

My head started hurting when there was an unexpected setback to my grand plan.

Is that even possible?

Romantinum.

Fantasy metals whose properties change with the owner's emotions.

I never wrote it myself, but according to the description of my cowardly wife who studied in the big city.

Purpose?

God's weapon.

Romanium is very good for gods with their own perfect philosophy.

I was looking for romance, too.

I did, but...

“Let me check for a second. ”

“Huff! You perverted warrior! Usually, if they are so confident, why don't you just trust them?! This is it! The feeling of being crushed by a man...! ”

“Don't call me a pervert. ”

I'm very serious if the original plan goes wrong. Darkness is but a fist.

Hmm. I'm really flattered.

It was no longer a full-plane LCD monitor.

“Sa, take it easy! This is something offensive and hateful...! ”

As the only Fantasy God in the world, I quickly scoured Illina's chest records.

And I acknowledged it.

“Huh! What a heartache. But not all of them. ”

There was a romantium that remained after this ignorant fairy consumed her breasts.

Hope is not dead yet.