Genocide Reality

Take the Japanese leaves and step down the stone stairs into the dungeon.

Near the entrance, there is no oak or goblin shadow. It's been opened, the chest is rolling.

"I wonder if anyone went in first"

From the ground floor to the second floor, they're going a long way in exploring student councils.

When we meet other groups (parties), we go down the shortest route down there because there can be trouble again.

It's going to be so much more troublesome to meet a human than a monster, I just want to pass by.

Such a bad feeling about me, when I walked into the hall, armed men looked at me from before.

"Whoa, this place is a dead end."

Blonde long-haired with dyed hair shaded like pudding stands up to me with a long sword.

Buyo Buyo giant with fat that has some better sides of the oak, a sharp gallihyoro with eyes, little one with a ratty face with his teeth out.

When you feel the signs and turn around, four elephants appear from that side as well.

Four from the front, four from the back, eight in total, apparently surrounded.

They were in conflict with the Seven Seas.

When I thought so, my blonde long-haired opened her mouth. After all, is this the leader?

"Mayuki, I wonder what happened to that ferocious rabbit woman."

"Ahhh? I'm from the city."

The disgusting tone hinders you, but I'm not hiding anything from you, so I'll tell you.

I want to avoid any trouble, but I very much don't think this vibe will let me through honestly.

"Hehe, this would be convenient. If it weren't for that monster rabbit woman, I wouldn't be scared of Mayuki."

Apparently, you're mistaken that Usher is the only strong one.

After all, aren't you convinced you have to show the difference in power? Well, these guys are annoying, so I was just about to do some shimmering.

Gently threaten me, and I still have to listen to what I have to say. Let's break even one or two bones and let them pull.

I grabbed the sheath on my back and put myself in a position where I could pull a knife at any time.

"Wow, you're bringing a woman again."

"Hey, isn't this the Japanese-leaf of this classmate! Uhehe, I think you're physically fit. I've been thinking about this for a long time."

From behind Ron's hair, the japanese leaves are frightened and his feet tremble as Galihyoro and the little one raise a guessy cheer (supreechol).

The guys looked at the dragon gall Japanese leaves to lick, and they all had an equally inferior grin.

I know you're going to attack me, I guess you're going to give me back the fun that Wooser did to me anyway.

But are they seriously going to attack even girls who were in the same class?

No, am I too sweet to think I won't attack a woman?

Even in a city unable to act negatively, Japanese-leaf was about to die.

Step out of the city into the labyrinth, and that's a lawless zone where you can do whatever you want.

Nine days have already passed since the transfer, so much so that it seems likely that the management of the Seven Seas Students' Union was so good that murder and rape have not occurred in its manifestation.

If you become lawless in a closed environment that continues to be under strong stress, people naturally do about that.

Is it time for the Seven Seas Students' Association to come out with the stitches of reason?

I don't think it's worth it if these guys have already lost their morals as people.

Why don't you just say it?

"You guys, this is my last warning. If you don't want to die, don't worry about us..."

"Oh scary scary" "Uhahaha, he's still in a vanity in this situation!

My warning seemed futile after all.

Blonde Ron Chi, even says in the tone that this is the best concession.

"Mashika-kun, there are good things about being the same F group, and let's appreciate that you invited Waba out of the city. If you give a woman to her, you can do it by peeling her off and bumping her. Heh, after we've all enjoyed ourselves, I can let you do it too."

I can't talk about it.

I'll keep my mouth shut and gauge the distance from the eight people I'm surrounding.

I've grown stronger too, but you've never dealt with eight armed men before.

If I were alone, I'd just have to beat the enemy in front of me and break through, but I've got a toe on me today.

In this number of people, you can't win unless you're prepared to seriously (bee) kill them.

The question is, can I really kill someone now that I've never killed them yet... kill them.

Kill me or I'll kill you, I'll kill you.

I've been in the dungeon all my life, and I just do the same thing.

"Whoa, Maichiro-kun, just rub your head on the ground and beg for your life!" "Hehe, you can't win eight on one." "If you don't want to die, fuck you!

That's the line over here.

If you guys weren't a little more stupid, we wouldn't have to kill each other.

"Ha..."

A deep sigh blew through my chest.

People's minds throw up at the same time. I'm a blade that kills people. If you don't, I'll die.

"Ahhh!

The scream went up. Four people behind them, swarmed by the Japanese leaves, hug them and try to grab them.

The men's inferior laughter and the sound of a bursting Japanese-leaf skirt pulled billy.

"... you've really got your hands on it"

Let the fight begin, my head is soothing cold.

With temper all over his body, he pulls through the wild tattoo "Isolation (Solitude)" all at once, which is in charge of his back.

Forced by the girallies and a fierce blade crossing a metre of fullness, the four men in front of the blonde longhairs felt a slight sign of awe.

Still, the men surrounding the Japanese leaves trying to ramble are obsessed and grabbed, pulling down their skirts and stripping away their skinned armor.

Even in front of the enemy blade, I only consider satisfying my greed in front of me.

You're stupid everywhere.

Towards the scream of the Japanese leaves swarmed by the men, I waved a long wild sword unwrought.

The men flocking to the Japanese leaves are full of gaps.

With one knife, he slashes the two backs and shoulders off.

Flashy splashes of blood and screaming.

Not only were the two slaughtered, but the other two, who were surrounding the Japanese leaves, also said, "Hia!," he shouted pitifully and lost his hips.

You're too weak. This one's too weak.

Fate is better with the blonde longhairs.

The blonde longhairs are attacking me at the same time as I attacked the side surrounding the Japanese leaves.

I scratch a single piece of paper for the blonde long-haired attack that has been slashing quickly with a long sword.

"Knock..."

"Vagina!

Take the battle axe (Battleax) of the tall giant (fat) who has been trying to slap it off with a wild voice, with a knife to return it.

The metal rubs and makes an unpleasant noise.

That's a hundred-piercing fat, pretty heavy blow, isn't it?

I managed to kill the momentum of a heavy blow that I couldn't take by flying hard diagonally back.

Sparks scattered across Gilli and the universe.

Land while re-attacking the dull giant (fat) in motion.

I shake the knife up to the top and use the spring all over my body to slay everything from my right hand. It's an operation I've worked out countless times, I can swing it at every second of the time.

"Late!

"Ghaaaa!

The dull giant (fat) of movement was still defenseless with his battle axe (Battleax) swinging down, slashing deep from his shoulder and pushing the fat down.

Isolation (solitude), which is never harmed, even iron armor is slashed and torn apart if the strength is sufficient.

I slaughtered him deeply with the willingness to kill him, but as much as I can afford to scream, he won't die.

Fat people have thick fats.

Running through the excess, he even wrapped up and slashed away the little one's arm with the short sword that was to the right of the giant. It's like slashing tofu. Miscellaneous fish.

Still, the enemy remains. I'll stay alert and wait for the next attack, but for some reason, no one will attack me.

Even though everyone was armed, the enemy seemed not to be able to react to my speed.

I slashed up the flank of a long, skinny man who was on the left, thinking these guys were really dull.

The armor worn by the long-time student was made of sturdy steel and did not go until the armor was crushed, but the gushy torso plate was shaken, snapped into a tall, bodily handwriting and slammed against the wall.

No matter how hard the armor is, it doesn't make sense if the humans inside aren't trained enough.

Are the last three satisfied?

I put my knife in the back trying to kill the people who were losing their hips.

"Hey, what are you doing, cover me with magic!

Blonde long hair finally skipping instructions. The two, who were frightened and had lost their hips, seem to have regained their sanity with a blonde long-haired voice and chant the magic of flameballs (fireballs) in their mouths.

Well, were they magicians?

Jumping tools are good, but magic is a bad idea here.

If this was a well-targeted arrow or throwing knife, it might not have been avoided. If that were the case, I might have been able to take a bitter beating at me for breaking up.

Attack magic in Genolia only flies straight to your front. It considerably limits the angle of ballistics.

In an inevitable narrow passage, if you're going to use huge advanced (high) offensive magic, you're sure to hit it, but there's no way you're going to hit a small lower (low) flameball (fireball) or anything like that.

I fly at a low enough speed to see, I stroke two of the magicians as I wandered between the two flaming spheres.

The crimson blood paste (chisel) is punctured by both the crisp and creepy sound and response. Late, the guy's "Ghaaaaaa!" A wild scream.

All these guys are going to kill us anyway, but for now, as long as we can make it out of combat, we can die or we can live.

Well, now all we have to do is blonde long hair.

"Hiya!

Leaving the leader's blonde lone hair, the little one who was calling after being slashed in the right hand showed her back. I guess I'm going to run away on my own.

You were a little slow to judge. I've already decided to kill them all, I'm not gonna miss it.

"Intermediate (Middle) Flame (IA) Flying (Foy)!

I sing the magic of intermediate (middle) class flameballs calmly.

This is also an inevitable attack if you calm down and lay low, but if you try to escape to the dark clouds, that will hit you.

"Ghaaaa!

The little one's back, which received a flaming ball (fireball) on his back, is fiercely inflamed. He fell into a fire and wandered around on the ground.

The fragrant smell of the meat burning, rolling on the ground put out the fire obviously, but I continue to suffer stuffiness because of the terrible burns.

"Well, you're the only one left, blonde!

"Stay, wait... talk and you'll see!

I froze my heart out at the blonde lifting her hand by removing the long sword. You think I'm gonna allow you to surrender?

I left this one surrounded by a bunch, and now I surrender when I find out I can't win, and I end up at the bottom of my heart.

"I'm bored, is this the mediocrity of evil?"

"What's that?"

Even the same F group as me is a student at a further school, so these guys should be able to study at a minimum, but don't you even know Hannah Arendt?

I guess I would do something this ridiculous because I don't try to think of things with my own head just because of school studies.

"I don't know why you guys attacked me or dragon balls."

"No, I didn't mean to attack! It's them. They're on their own!

Blonde Longhaired told me to throw that up at my own people who were slashing and moaning at me.

Surround it and say the word.

"It's Kato, Kato said do it!

"You guys are lying, I didn't say that!

The wounded men scolded the blonde Long Hair named Kato in a dirty manner.

Well, I know this guy is the leader, but I guess in the end, it didn't mean anyone ordered it, it meant attacking anyone because it was a natural stream.

Around, there is not only the smell of blood like iron rust, but also the ammonia smell of poking your nose.

The men leaking around on the floor must have leaked in abundance in a slashed shock. If you're not hungry, that can happen.

Pity men. These guys attacked me because you weren't ready to be slashed.

If you ask me why, I will verbally explain that I just did it by being flushed by the atmosphere on the spot. Someone just ordered me, that I'm not the only one to be bad.

Will there be room for circumstantial discretion for the little villain Koitsu and others who just had a weak heart and had no clear motive for conscious evil like the Shrine Temple, for example?

Impossible!

Even though there is no motive, it is the ones who can strike people while they are flushed by the situation that are the evils that must be done first.

The shrines are still men of their own will.

Conscious evil also turns into conscious good depending on the circumstances. I hate the one at the Shrine Temple, but I guess it was helping to contain these idiots.

I think the student council order is fucked.

But it doesn't mean who's right just because the creed is different from the Shrine Temple or the Seven Seas and me.

Compared to that, Koitsu and others who attacked people are absolutely evil no longer human. Same bastard as an unintelligent monster.

I don't recognize them as the same people anymore. So I don't blame a single conscience for ending it.

"Okay. Which means you guys are not worth keeping alive."

"No, don't. Help me, help me."

Hearing my voice sound from the bottom of the ground, the blonde longhaired rushed down to the ground and rubbed her forehead against the cold stone floor.

Tell me to get grounded, and if you do it yourself, I won't take care of you.

"Okay, then let's do the possibility of being helpful. Blonde, tie everyone's hands together with this rope and restrain them."

I took the rope out of the rucksack, tied everyone's hands and ordered them to be restrained by the pearls.

"What are you going to do..."

"Just do it, all of you! Once the restraint is lifted, the injury can be treated with potion"

While the blonde longhaired restrained her companion and recovered in the potion, I embraced the Japanese-leaf.

The men grabbed her and nearly stripped her of her clothes. She is terribly frightened.

Are you okay, Dragon Gale?

"Makoto-kun, I..."

Because the men pulled me hard, my hair fastening (shrug) was also cut a thousand times, and my long hair was bumpy.

The skirt had been unbroken, but the upper body was almost safe.

I didn't make you gear up for this, but you're lucky you weren't wearing skin armor.

I'll take off the "Diminish Cloak" and put it on the shoulder of the Japanese Leaf, who is enjoying crying. I'll lend it to you for a while.

"... Dungeons are dangerous, aren't they? If you get scared, you can go back to town."

"Ugh, I still want to go. I'm sorry, I'm stuck with my legs."

He had tears in his eyes, but still, Waba asked me to accompany him without crying. The decision whether to go or not can be made at the discretion of Waba.

Back in the city, I don't know what to do. Well, it's the end of the men.

I even took him to 'Naruto', near the stairs to the ground, poking him in the butt with a slippery knife and threatening him. Those who do not move drag, but take them.

If I ran, I was really going to slaughter him, but I don't run away for some reason even though I know he's going to be executed anyway.

The city in the safe zone is still close. Besides, it's 'Nara (Tartarus)' near the entrance that's on its way.

You're stupid even though you might have saved about one if you had anticipated the timing and run away all at the same time.

"All right, blonde. Drop your people in this hole."

"Please don't, don't kill me..."

"If I fall into this hole, I'm not going to die. Do it now!"

"Ugh, sorry, guys"

As I command, the blonde longhaired kicks his buddies off in turn, and the men screwed by the ropes step off one foot after another and fall.

Even if some of them fall, those who are still enduring are desperately trying to pull it up with a rope.

Blonde hair is also troublesome to move when she tells you to just drop it.

If I poke my blonde ass at the tip of the knife, they'll finally lose their blonde hair, too.

I see, the people who don't know what to say with their mouths wouldn't have been bothered if they had let them say this from the beginning.

I don't know what it feels like to be threatened by the shrine to make me listen.

"Hey Kato, don't, don't -!

"I'm sorry, it's the only way... it's not my fault you told me to do it"

"Kato, Temeye!

"Sorry!"

A long-time student who resisted without falling to the end was cursing Kato with tremendous shapes. He leads to the cliff with his desperately tied hands, but slips off unbearably to withstand the weight of the guys who fell.

I wonder what the names of the guys that just fell off were. I also feel like most of them were in the same F group because they hardly looked familiar to my face, but I can't remember the name at all.

Well, I don't care.

I will never see you alive again anyway.

When you're done dropping all seven, it's your turn to end up with blonde longhairs saying Kato or something.

"All right, Kato. You get down from this hole, too. You can take all your weapons and luggage as long as it's here."

"Oh, no... please help me. I did everything Mayuki told me!

"What are you talking about now! Leave your people alone. You can't just be exonerated."

"That sounds terrible, yes. I'll be Mr. Mayuki's loyal cousin, I'll do anything. So please, just save my life!

Even if they kneel, I don't want Raper's cousin.

You guys are over at the point where you attacked me.

They became cattle that attacked humans. All we have to do is cross that line and finish them all off.

Bears who remember the taste of human flesh have no choice but to eradicate it. I think it's the last chance to survive.

"Look, it's the 10th basement floor down here, but there's a water field down ahead. There have been cases where a fallen beginner (Newby) survived and returned. If you go and loosen up your buddy's rope, and the eight of us help each other out and explore the perimeter well, it could be helpful. If you want to survive, prove that we're worthy of living."

Even with that advice, the blonde long-haired didn't listen to me and said, "I don't like it, please help me!" So when I tightened up and grabbed the root, I kicked it down to the bottom of Naruto.

Following the blonde longhaired falling screaming, he also let his luggage and sword go into the hole.

For that matter, don't die.

No, will you die for sure?

I'm not lying about the possibility of survival, either.

If I didn't know Genoria, I wouldn't be able to get down to the tenth floor right now and make sure I return.

Increasing survival in a critical environment is the strength of the will to survive.

To those guys, I'm sure they'll all die arguing ugly because they don't have it.