Munou To Yobareta Ore, Yottsu No Chikara Wo Eru

"What!?

"You're saying that Jihad's top was killed by Titanomachia...?

"Oh... in a flash. Only my neck flies beautifully and my body stays seated... Ha ha... I don't know what happened... I just couldn't help but look at it"

"Nooo..."

"So you said jihad was over."

"I see... but even if the big boss died, there would be others who would turn to that, wouldn't there? So much so that Jihad is over..."

"And one more thing... I'm not sure what the situation is, but why were you safe?

"... I'll tell you everything. What happened that day?"

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A week ago.

That day, at the headquarters of Jihad, regular executive meetings were held.

Period joining its last seat was chewing on the joy of being on the spot as he glanced at the figure of a distant, large head.

Naturally, there is no reason to know, for example, that it will be the last payment.

The reports of each department will proceed without delay and the agenda will eventually move to Titanomachia.

As rumored in the alley, Jihad neglected the presence of Titanomachia.

Originally, the comparison itself was remarkable, especially after Armenia was destroyed by Titanomachia.

"I can't do that to Jihad", "Titanomachia is still of a different character"... such a word tasted the humiliation that the town originally spread to the world and even the residents of the town could lick it by its dealers, hostile organizations and, at the end of the day, even though Jihad has not changed in particular.

"We cannot leave it like this" … that is the conclusion reached by Jihad.

They used all their power to gather information on Titanomachia.

As a result, it was found that there were members with cracked faces, and it was further grasped that the latent destination of Titanomachia was apparently north.

I don't have to know if it's any other land, and north is their home ground. All towns have branches of them that you don't know are.

A member with a cracked face...... in other words, discovering faux was not a creation for them either.

Jihad's big boss, who had finished hearing those information, said this quietly, sitting in a chair.

"Starting a war" …….

And that was the final word.

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"It's the moment I'm done... my neck jumped"

Period groaned so with thin tears in his eyes.

After he rinses his nose, he slowly continues his words.

"Shortly after that, behind the big head with the missing neck...... a man with a black robe stood"

"Black robe......"

Din squeals like that, not telling anyone.

He was listening.

The look of the man that Lord talked about.

"It sprang up all of a sudden, so I think it's probably a spatial transfer system. So, my neck jumped again while I blinked. The necks of the top executives close to the big heads... they put together the escorts, so maybe 20 people... some of them were said to be the next big heads"

"Is that what you mean..."

They understand there that what Period said, "jihad is over" meant.

In short, they wiped out the entire upper layer of the jihad.

If there is no one to take over, that's where the thing called organization ends.

That's why Period was putting more effort than ever to protect Jihad.

Din and Zuid showed up there.

That's where he broke his heart when he found out that the reality of having no teeth at all and no more power to do something about it was jihad.

"... the jihad is still there. Big buns made by stretching the skin just to stretch it... no contents. Most of the constituents are still there, so I can manage to do it, but if something like that turns up... it doesn't make sense, like I just did. There was a gathering of people called the fierce among the jihad. That's what killed them all... including the five killers."

"Even the Five Killers...!

"Hey, what is that?

"Five of them are called the strongest of jihad. Adventurer rank... they said SS is certain."

"Well, those people in an instant..."

"When I often remember, I think those people were reacting to something. But I couldn't move. I don't know."

"Hmm..."

"As a result, they were unexpectedly and I wasn't even close enough. The executives were full of monsters. Well, if you ask me if there's a guy in Tyman who can beat you... I don't think I know the fight if all of them are against you?

"... no matter how unintentional, it won't be that easy"

"Maybe... So, what happened then?

"... it was quiet. Neither did I, but I guess the people around me didn't really understand the current situation either. Well, even if I had understood it, I might not have been able to move... somehow all I had left was a master of an assassination guild just below Jihad like me, or a non-militant executive who mainly manages the gold spin... less than one or two on the battlefield compared to the erased ones. Either way, there was no way to resist us. So, turning to us, he said quietly... that he was the leader of Titanomachia."

"Ma, are you serious...!

"The leader came in person!?

"... hey, what color was that hair?

"Huh? Was it gray..."

"How old are you?

"Maybe in his twenties..."

When Period answers that with confusion, Din puts his index finger on his forehead.

"Looks as reported from Lord...... probably real"

"What? That's...!

"That Mr. Lord was meeting with the leader of Titanomachia!?

"Oh, I didn't tell you. They said they met in Greece. He went home just to talk... but seriously, you look like a grand guy. So you're confident in yourself. Oh, go on."

"Oh, oh... he went on to say this. He knew we were sniffing around, and he knew there was hostility... but that's not why, this is our sin of persecuting" incompetence "... so let's turn it off..."

"I knew..."

This was the discomfort felt by Tia in a lonely inn where she had been until recently.

Even though Jihad was persecuting his "incompetence," he thought it strange not to show his hand.

But they still showed up.

Bear the hatred of your compatriots.

"Plus he went on. We'll keep him alive... he wants us to stay in the same shape as before. However, we must never engage ourselves again... and we will not tolerate" incompetence ". Tell them to protect you if they find you. If I made a mistake, now I'll erase everything... it didn't sound like a threat. I've seen it... its power..."

Period quietly closes his eyes after he finishes saying so.

Even if you want to do it back, you don't have the power to do it.

On the contrary, the organization itself is at stake.

I've managed to get around with the rest of them now, but I don't know what will happen in the future either.

There was no more power left to get up in a period that hurt it in this one case.

"You know what... but why didn't they completely erase the jihad? You've always been, haven't you?

"I don't know... is the only purpose of protecting" incompetence, "or is there some inconvenience when jihad is gone... I don't know at the moment. Hey, just answer this one last time... where are they?"

Period opened his eyes and answered staring at the ceiling.

"They're... they're in Otris"