Master’s Smile

I sighed when I saw Rousseld, the guild master of Iron Queen, fall down before me.

No, I was so nervous that I couldn't really breathe because it was a long melee fight.

After all, I don't like melee fights where my life is in danger with a few mistakes...

It would be easier to have a magic turret in the rear.

"Master, I'm tired. You look great."

Solgros walks up to me thinking about it.

Oh, are you hurt okay?

"Oh, there's no problem at all with that. I immediately recovered from sucking up water from the lake."

Sorgross says so and laughs like nothing.

Well, I guess she would be fine being a slime species......

From me being the guild master of Solgloss and feeling like a parent on my own, it really caught my blood when she got drilled in my stomach......

This is also why I fought in close proximity with Rousseld.

I wanted to give you back my fist for hurting my daughter.

... Yeah, you've been annoying me for a long time.

"Oh my... I didn't know you fought for the awkward...... Oh, it's a little crappy. It's going to leak a lot..."

What? What?

I have no choice but to laugh bitterly at the sorgrosses that stuffs me. [M]

"Your husband was so strong..."

Lucille came this way, too.

Are you hurt, too?

"Oh, your husband saved my life."

Right, that's good.

It's been a long time since I've teleported others, so I was anxious.

"Sir, can I ask you something? How could you defeat Rousseld the Undead? I didn't even try to recover..."

"Ah, I don't know what it feels like to say the same opinion as Lord Lucille, but I also want to hear the awkward. Was there such magic?

Lucille and Sorgros look up and ask.

What you two are saying must be about the magic I used before I attacked Rousseld.

That included the ability to make a painless opponent feel pain and the ability to inhibit self-recovery.

The latter, well, is a must to win, isn't it?

If it plays again and again, that's Jiri Poor.

The former one... I was a little distracted by the fact that I was hurt by the solgloss.

I just taught him a little bit because he didn't even seem to know the pain that hurt people.

Well, he's not as noble as I can tell people...

Sorgross said there wouldn't be such magic, but you're right.

I needed it, so I made it improvised. Properly, more than anything that works for me.

"... create magic? What, you can't do that?

"... the Master was a Great Demon Mentor...?

Lucille asks Sorgros, but she was bluffing to herself.

Yeah, I think it'll be easy for you.

Think about what kind of magic you want to create, and it's something that everyone can do as long as you follow a proper process.

Well, what I was able to do in battle was give it a year's work.

Still young, though.

"Gu, ooh..."

When the three of us are having a conversation, we hear groans from below.

It belonged to Rousseld, who was lying on the ground with only his upper body left by my kick.

Boulders, undead. Still, I even remain conscious instead of dying.

"Ugh. I don't know if I'm persistent. It's like a cockroach."

... Sorgross, isn't it terrible?

Well, she got kicked in the ass or opened her belly by Rousseld. You'll have every right to speak so badly.

"... you didn't kill him?

Lucille says, staring hatefully at Rousseld.

In order to kill the undead, we must use the powerful magic of holiness or the weapon blessed with angelic blessings.

I'm not an angelic believer, so I only have the former method, but if I tried to use such magic in front of him in melee, he would have done the opposite.

Rousseld said the boulder had such a solid strength that it could be said to be the master of one guild.

But it's hard to forgive you for hurting Sorgros and killing the Apollos.

Though, Sorgros sees Rousseld as uninterested for the price, and I guess I'll leave the latter to Lucille's discretion. Me, too, the irritation has healed.

"Ah, hiccup..."

With that in mind, Rousseld leaks a slightly disgusting laugh.

... I can talk a lot, even though I only have an upper body. Undead is amazing.

"Now you're going to win..." The Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla) "Ah...!

Look up at Guillaume and me and say that, Rousseld.

"What, you're staring at the master, I'll kill you," he says, stopping Sorgross, who was shaking his leg up.

... What does that mean? Though I think it comes with wins and losses already.

Or does Rousseld even have a trump card that would still open up this situation?

"Ah-ha-ha...... This isn't just me and Temeer. The war between the Alliance and the Alliance... the Iron Queen and the Army of Salvation! Then it's up to my men to be moving too...?

"Ho!

Sorgross reacts happily to Rousseld's words for some reason.

Guess what he's trying to say, "The Iron Queen" is also attacking my guild members.

... really, why does Sorgros seem happy?

Well, Rousseld says it's like he's won, but I'm not so worried.

They're not weak kids, like I worry about. [M]

Yeah, I'm fine. If I can defeat someone, there's no way they can lose.

"Is that it? Your husband, where are you going?

Lucille asks me to return her heel. [M]

Oh, I just have something to worry about.

Nothing, because I'm worried about everyone and I'm not going to go see if they're safe.

"Master! Let's talk about the awkwardness and Lord Rousseld a lot here!

Sorgross flies in and clings to me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Get off me, Sorgross!

Those kids'...... I can't think about Rousseld until I know how cheap those kids are!!

Lucille! Because Rousseld just needs to like you!

Then I'll go!

That's what I said when I tried to walk away with my snagging solgloss intact...

"Ahhh! What, are you snagging at the master!? This noodle slimes!!

"Wow..."

A very familiar, tall woman's voice echoed.

Sorgross looks at her like that and distorts her face blatantly and disgustingly.

I look back, too.

A luxurious red dress with long, golden hair that is sarcastic enough to make you feel even toxic.

It was vampires staring at this one in the woods too strangely.

What brings you here...?

"There's nothing wrong with you or anything like that. Because if I go back to my guild to talk about martial arts, my master is not back yet. I don't know what else to do! On purpose! Himself! I came looking for you!

Van Peel puts his hand on his busty chest and turns his back confidently.

Takeshi...? Did you finish anything, even a big job?

"That's right! Me... I don't know... Uh... iron scraps...?

"The Iron Queen." Pouncy, lady. "

Put a beautiful hand on your chin, yeah. Shake your head and roar vampire.

It was again someone I knew well who gave her such a help ship.

Shorter silver hair with healthy brown skin.

And it was Schwartz, a girl in made-up clothing with a characteristic long skirt.

"Long time no see, Master. I can finally meet him, and I, I'm going to cry. Due to some stupid ninja taking the master around..."

"Ugh... Not only Lord Van Peel, but even Lord Schwart..."

Chevalt bows his head beautifully and says that to me.

Really? I'm glad you said that, too, but we met two days ago, right?

And solgloss. I don't know why I don't think your reaction was exactly what it was when I saw your people.

Nevertheless, I can't believe that the two members of the Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla) are coming together...

What the hell is going on?

"Master, I'm here, too, right?

A little bit of it pulls my sleeve.

Looking back, for some reason a gray-haired crank-height stood with a luscious smile in this situation.

Is that it? And Crankheit?

This is finally, what happened?

"Become...!? These guys..."

Even though Rousseld seemed terribly incapable of speaking, he leaked those words.

Well, it's just the upper body, so I guess that makes sense.

Normally, it's stranger to be able to talk.

"Oh? What? This upper body haunt."

With the eyes of Van Peel seeing strange things, he sees Rousseld falling to the ground.

Add a small, unpleasant grunt.

"This is the Guildmaster of the Iron Queen. The master has fought so wonderfully that it has been so easy."

For some reason, Solgros proudly reports.

No, I hadn't fought that great...

The vampires who listen to the words of Sorgross and make their eyes patchy.

And soon a smile leaked.

"Well again, it is. I can't believe a master who's been out of the front line for years can defeat the same Dark Alliance master... that's impossible!

The arrow of Van Peel's words pierces me.

Ouch...... It hurts so bad......

"The master doesn't have to do anything, does he? I'll do anything for you..."

Crankheit. Will you not stroke my cheek with a glossy smile?

Or don't do anything... I'm not that trusted...

"It is I who devote myself to the Master"

Schwart was up against Crankheit.

Ugh... Sure, I'm not as strong as you guys, but I can fight a little too...

"No. Again, you'll have to see the master's awesomeness straight away, I'm sure. So far, it doesn't mean only the awkward!

Sorgross tells me to blur, depressed with a smile.

If that's the case, maybe Laradi knows about it, too?

"By the way, how did you get here? Am I interrupting?

Sorgross' question returned my thoughts, which were severely derailed.

Yes. How did they come together here?

"Oh, then..."

"I wanted to report this to my master."

Block the words of Van Peel, and Chevalt will teach you.

About this?

As I leaned my neck, apparently Van Peel and Chevalt were the same.

Each put something in his hand in front of me.

"Oh, you guys..."

Seeing that leaks voices like Rousseld is incredible.

It was the body of two people.