Leaving the country of falling-about the fact that he was the 4th granting surgeon in the world-

~ accelerator side ~

"Haaahh!" "Yaaahh!!" Kutabaré, narcissist bastard!

The three damn starving demons who ignore SS rank monsters and fallen angels and slash me with trumpets.

The wind magically strengthens the weapon, breaks through the defenses of the living armor and reaches my beautiful skin.

"You're human! Get down on your knees!

Even if the fallen angels beat them and bled them, their fighting will not fade.

"Yaaaaahh!!

Especially troubling is the smallest spear.

Every time I was swinging my spear down, a big shock struck me.

"Are we all combatants idiots!? You're not afraid of SS rank!?

No... in a situation where both hearing and sight are sealed, given that we are all still alive, we must be confident that we will not suffer fatal injuries.

"I only have shattered fractures and SS ranked monsters to defend myself properly. Xheel!"

If you don't die right away, Enchant's healing magic will bring you back to life.

"Michael! He leaked information to his enemies....."

The Fallen Angel is the first monster to be killed.

Those who heard the "hymn of the curse" have been crying for forgiveness, without exception.

And yet, it's all ruined by shame!

Damn it, there's nothing better than pride in a Class B item... that won't bother you until after you're dead!

The Fallen Angels attack was about to kill the damn hungry or use their magic to kill the magic... but there was no sign of them falling.

They're bleeding a lot, but I guess I'm the one being hunted down.

I've been attacked hundreds and thousands of times, and my body is already screaming.

Not only slashing and beating, but also ranged attacks from inside giant slimes are tough.

Even wearing Orihalcon's armor, if it is burned by fire magic, it is hot, and if it is damaged by metal arrows.

If you pay too much attention to the arrows coming down from your head, you neglect to defend against the fucking hungry... if you focus on the attack in front of you, an unexpected impact will hit your head.

Besides, it's hot and humid that condenses disgust.

The more you move, the less energy you lose, and the more you breathe, the more energy you lose.

I've been trying to blow the fog with wind magic... but their magic is too powerful to work at all.

The difference in skill levels is too great between me, who is concentrating on the magic of the Dead, and those who are increasing their strength with items.

The irrational situation seems to break my heart, but there are other misfortunes that attack me.

I've used too many potions to heal death magic, wind magic, and injuries, and my bladder is about to come off!

The sweat flows like a waterfall because it moves around in harsh environments... and more potions are drinking.

We're using the finest potions to restore mana efficiently, but we'll be at our limit soon.

You won't be able to drink potions, you'll lose out on magic, or you'll be exposed to a loss of noble stature.

There are only a few people nearby, but there must be a lot of people looking at me from afar.

Many soldiers have lost their role by losing the Kingdom of Nazareth because of the giant slime... and above all, I'm beautiful.

I am fighting to kill the Granting Magician who made House Bernhardt look good.

It's not conspicuous to leak in front of the public!

"Oh no, we're at our limit. I can't keep it any longer."

Because of the fog, I may not be able to see it from the outside... but in front of me is a villainous granting surgeon.

If it stays like this, my fame will fall to the ground and be passed down as ”you leak".

Pain and heat are both psychological limitations, and we should choose a strategic retreat.

"I didn't mean to, but I can't help it. It's an emergency."

Transfer to Magic Continent, work out a more elaborate plan, and then come back to kill the damn hungry.

"Axel, are you trying to get away with this? My feet are tight! I can still fight!

Fallen angels have rebelled against me for deciding to withdraw strategically according to reasonable judgment.

Apparently, he's still hungry for blood.

"What is foot and hand tie!? Don't defy your master while he's manipulating you!

I fought hard while being attacked by a large number of people!

You're the one who allowed the attack on me to consume the huge mana!

I suddenly heard the sound of roughness and felt uncomfortable with my body.

"What is it? Your whole body is sniffing."

When you calm down and check your body, a large number of insects cover your living armor....

"Hyi...!?

No, not me!

This living armor is a zombie that prevents attacks and does not support small insects.

There are air holes everywhere to keep you breathing and seeing so you don't have to worry about the people inside!

"Ah, ahh...."

In other words, the feeling of sneezing in my whole body is an insect penetrating through the air hole...

"I was given insect medicine by my living armor during the battle. It might be a little exciting for you to grow up in the city, but... good luck."

"What is it!? Blood and tears, demon! For a skilled hungry demon!!