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[31st] Glaring Body

He was a very unusual man.

A crow sits on the right shoulder like a shoulder, and a master rattles on the left shoulder.

Like an animal trainer?

And a face that resembles a runaway senior.

If you ask me if I'm more handsome, I'll tell you the opposite.

If they're related, it's obvious that she's a lowly woman, so the gene has been improved.

He said.

“I thought the contract had suddenly been terminated and my grandson had died. Then I was in a hurry to find some supplies...”

“Raagh.”

“Don't you care about this crow, young warrior? He's like pet number two. ”

Come on. Come on.

“And this is the number one secretary. Unlike that, he's a very talented fellow. ”

I turned my head and listened to him, holding between the six and seven cervical vertebrae.

“Your grandson? ”

“Yes. In advance, given the approximate circumstances, it's one of many offspring. ”

“Then is it okay for one of your descendants to die? ”

“Haha! You must be mistaken. ”

“...... ”

I have kept silent.

Honestly, I'm sick of their enormity.

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I was bored with the number of providence like the stars in the night sky.

There were many absurd things, but the total amount of power that was accumulated was not something I could compare it to.

If you fight, you will be crumbled like powder with no room for action.

Is that realistic?

“Don't mind this. It's just a combination of the forces of some gods who have reached providence. ”

“...... ”

“That individual is not that great. The providence you have must be queek three. Numbers are not a measure of abilities, but they're not that different from you as one. ”

A man who says his providence is three and the rest is not.

So I was even more curious.

“Who are you, other than a pet on your shoulder? ”

“Commander, commonly referred to as the Commander. It's like being in an alley, isn't it? Hahaha!”

“...... ”

“Hehe. You're not joking. Maybe it's just the situation. I...”

A very cheerful gentleman laughs

A goddess who is too naive waves her bandages

A very urgent drink is dark

“Here it is. ”

“Whoa…”

The other two don't know where they are hiding, but three great gods have gathered, the strongest in the universe.

The presence in front of us is one of them.

So where were we?

“I am the General Commander. We use providence entrusted to us by some gods to deal with the enormous events that take place in space. The problem with grandchildren... is they belong to something as small as dust. ”

“What's the big deal for you? ”

“Fifty billion people saved before being sucked into a black hole and moved to a safe galaxy? ”

“...... ”

I lost my words because the scale was so stupid.

“The problem between man and man. It's very trivial for me. I don't have time to care about the unfortunate few, but I'm numb to death or injury to millions. ”

“...... ”

“This was... not to be alarming. Looking at you, it reminds me of my youthful vigor. ”

I felt goosebumps as I listened to the story of some monk.

Because his life is very similar to the ‘life of a warrior’ I have been pursuing since the first time.

It's just a huge expansion from country to space.

“You...”

“Talk to me.”

“No. Nothing. ”

I couldn't even ask.

Are you humanely satisfied with the current self that's been broken somewhere?

He smiles bitterly.

“I've known about your grandchildren for a long time. ”

“Ugh…?! ”

“Yes, this grandfather doesn't know. You know how good my secretary is. ”

Come on. Come on.

A rainbow slime, which became the grandfather of Master Molang, was floating on the shoulders of a monk.

Pope Molang.

It's a really cool roar.

“But grandchildren's mistakes, from a cosmic point of view, belong to a very small axis. Although he was a bit of a womanizer, his political prowess was very good. The peaceful performance of operating one galaxy, covering its mistakes, remained. ”

“So you want me to forgive you? ”

“Ah, again, don't get me wrong. There are a lot of candidates who can run a galaxy. Smart Molasses, naive Molasses, friendly Molasses, smart Molasses. Honest Molasses, cold Molasses, etc. If you look, there will be more. ”

“Oh, yes...”

Brothers of Master Molan have been playing all over the universe.

“I knew I had to leave my grandson alone because I had to punish billions more tyrants than him. If only my grandchildren were to be punished, that would be a pity. And in a perfect world ruled by Molang, a new god like you will never be born. It's how we make heroes. ”

“That's a strange policy. ”

Deliberately neglected to create a new God?

“Fair human being. Look back at your life. The first time you ever graduated Fantasy under the name Strong Water, would you have been as strong as you are now? ”

“...... ”

We don't know that.

But most likely not.

It would have been a pity to lose a year, but it would have been socially significant by practicing Master Molang's teachings.

Especially athletes.

I will be able to wipe out the Olympic gold medal myself.

World Cup? I am confident that football can win 11-to-1 matches without a goalkeeper and supervisor.

But there is no "warrior" anywhere. You must be sick of it.

“I am so grateful that a great god like you was born. ”

“Why are you? ”

“The reason I became the general commander of all gods is to confront the most powerful enemy in the universe. His name is Solo. Instead of winning a war against all the gods in the distant past. And I'm building an alliance of the gods in case Solo shows up again. That's why new gods are always welcome. ”

“Solo...”

It's a very lonely alternative to a name.

Come on. Come on.

“My secretary did a little research on you, and it was absolutely gorgeous. The Panthazia School of Education was a world that completely blocked the way to becoming a god. because weaved implants don't create autonomy. And yet, in this terrible environment, you've reached third-rate status in just 200 years. Did Lotus blossom-like refusal raise you? I'd love to talk more about that, but I don't have time. ”

“Huh? Huh? ”

Obviously, the runaway senior who was in my hands disappeared.

“I will deal with my bad grandson with honor and certainty. 100 years of Panchon. It has been, and it will be, ever. It may sound strange, but his greatest sin was wasting my precious time in vain. ”

“Well...”

It's not weird at all.

It's because I say it to my cowardly wife every night.

Be thankful to spend the night with such a handsome warrior.

Socia used to snort, but now it works so well that she listens to everything I say.

“Farewell. ”

“Raagh!”

“... to eat. Stay calm, don't break the mood. ”

A very cheerful gentleman bids you farewell

A goddess who is too naive waves her bandages

A very urgent drink stirs hands

“Kaaaah! Kaaaah! ”

“Oh, come on…! ”

Pod-!

A very grumpy monk leaves, arguing with the crows.

And me?

“Oh my...”

It is difficult for a fair person

You're so rude!

It's okay to bring your grandson to justice.

I don't know if he's really going to punish me.

Our best friend Neubius' promise to us in the beginning was fulfilled successfully.

There is a problem.

“It's always a matter of scavenging. ”

The end of war, taken from each other, is never futile.

It's just annoying.

Molang?

“... Huh? ”

It wasn't Pope Molang who was on the shoulders of some monk.

These morons were wearing hats like clerks.

“My friend, look at the sky. ”

“Sky?”

I looked up, following Neubius' words, holding Herdanti's chopped waist in one arm, completely melted.

I couldn't help but smile.

Fleet.

The ship is invisible, but numerous Molandroids are descending from space to the ground.

“So narrow for a thug. But I didn't expect to see you again so soon. ”

“Is it you again? ”

“Pronouns are bad. Brave Private Molasses. I've received an order from Command to repair the planet. Report this.”

“Disloyalty...”

Perfect backhaul.

In fact, I have a lot of excellence that I don't have to do myself.

The ideal warrior I drew.

Will you follow in his footsteps?

Or will they find a whole new path?

“What would you do as an associate? Would you like to monitor the planetary recovery process here? ”

“Do you think I'm white? Of course I'm going back.”

The GGG rank warrior has a new problem!

*

“Seeeeeex ~! ”

I quickly returned home on a sexy weeping ray.

With Molansoft's interference gone, I've finally become my own fantasy.

Now it's my fault if it goes well, or my wife's fault if it doesn't.

“Handsome husband! It's just so unreasonable! ”

“Then be your second wife. ”

“What a coward! ”

“Hmph! You think anyone does the first wife? ”

“Ugh...”

Sosia burst into fury at my moon's edge, but she finally succumbed to the magical word 'first’.

This is the first and second demonic Han decision!

Then, Sosia said.

“I feel a little sorry for my husband who just got back, but do you think there's a problem with the Bonga family? ”

“To your mother-in-law?”

“No, I don't care if you want to take your son-in-law away from your daughter. Handsome husband's house. ”

“Hmm…”

It was fine for about 25 years without me on a global basis.

And then suddenly, what's the problem?

“Look at this. ”

I read the message from Sosia's phone.

⤷I: Mother! I have very good news! (1: 04 AM)

-----September 17, 2050 -----

⤷The text came in late at night to check in. (7: 04 AM)

⤷Sweetheart. So what are you happy about? You got a second grandson? (7: 05 AM)

⤷B: My work here is going well, and I think my husband will soon be able to go to Earth. (7: 08 AM)

⤷Is that so? I've been a little upset because I've been ignoring my texts a lot lately. (7: 09 AM)

⤷B: I did. My husband is wrong.I 'll see you soon, so teach him a lesson. (7: 11 AM)

“... my wife. Do I need to read more? Or do you want me to kick your ass right now? ”

“Lower, lower. ”

I lowered the letter straight down, following the little Sausi.

⤷Honey. Be sure to call me before you arrive. (9: 24 AM)

⤷B: Yeah. Mother. (9: 25 am)

-----September 17, 2050 -----

⤷We're in trouble! What am I supposed to do?

⤷I: Mother. What's this all of a sudden? (6: 38 AM)

⤷The second I heard you were coming, I ran away. Did Hansoo say something bad to his brother? You said you'd kill me if I met you. (6: 39 AM)

⤷I: No way. Even though he just touched my spine and pelvis, my family loves him terribly. (6: 41 AM)

⤷Still not coming back. I can't find it. Could it have been kidnapped by someone? What do we do?

⤷B: Don't worry. I'm sure he'll be fine. I'll talk to him when he gets back. (4: 06 PM)

“Your brother? ”

“Yes, my handsome husband. Did you ever send your brother a bad threatening text? ”

“No.”

I never texted or texted.

He knew he was avoiding me.

But I was suspected of the cause of my brother's escape.

It's because the timing of the escape is subtle.

“What do you want to do? ”

“We have to go now. ”

As soon as I met her, I couldn't relax working in this situation like I would be beaten by my mother's tennis racket.

I don't know why, but...

I finally returned to my home planet, which was breathtaking by the smoke.

Welcome home, warrior.