The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

Theo's right fist, which accumulates his power, crashes into the wall (all the time) and blows around every monster.

Is this the power of my lord?

The body was as light as a feather and enclosed with the power of crushing iron easily, as if it were no longer its own flesh.

It seems that this is due to the ability [rigidity] of [the rememberer-general].

This [rigidity] significantly increases physical ability and reborn it into another dimensional being. Besides, we can see the monsters stopped working because of their increased visual acuity to the limit. Exactly, it has never been more compatible with Theo, who dominates melee warfare. This force is causing the monsters encountered to be slaughtered without question.

Maybe some of these monsters are former compatriots. The soul of the owner is captured even after monstrosity. That's also clear from the Zap and Bull cases. That's why we have to let Theo and the others go.

"Eh."

Signs of monsters as many as a dozen attacking from behind Theo.

Without looking back, he tries to swing through his right fist, but countless bands of light emitted from the front of Calogero as a shell make him wear the monster's head and explode.

"Sorry. Thanks for the help."

Various enhancements against weapons with flight distances. That's Calogero's ability - [Essential Fixtures].

I still give special effects to guns I use regularly. The innumerable bands of light that slaughtered the creatures just now are also a form of effect. Exactly an unorthodox force.

"What is it at a time like this, but do you really think Master Gray is the same person as us?

Even as he punches through the monster who still shows up with his gun, Calogero speaks such a simple (some) question.

"You said so yourself."

"Until now, I've managed to get a reason, but this is on the boulder..."

I know what Calogero is trying to say. Such paranormal phenomena. Because I don't think it's possible for the same person.

"I agree with that, but does that conclusion change anything about you?

"No, it doesn't matter. I don't care if Mr. Grey's a person or not."

Then I guess don't ask, but it's also true that for Calogero, who now calls himself the SS captain of the Lordship, there is only an appendix (fumbling) meaning, such as who he is. In short, I want to look for a reason to admire the Lord. That seems to be all.

"Looks like you're about to arrive."

When the door of the drawer was opened vigorously, the great hall was wide open.

And put the musculoskeletal guy sitting behind it in his sight.

"Father!!"

"General!!"

The shock of being nailed to the chest runs, turning straight into my boiling rage.

There was a father who was supposed to have been executed by the kingdom.

"Is it inside this body? It's funny."

Speak such an unintelligible dialogue with the same voice color and the same eyes as my father. That's just unpleasant and unforgivable.

"Be proud. Non is the second flag of Rushengmen - horsehead. Receiving meat requires more than a certain amount of talented sacrifice. What's inside of you?"

"Shut up!"

Calogero's fierce height! Then, eight red flashes of light tearing apart the atmosphere emitted from its gunpoint strike through the entire body of the horsehead (Mezu).

One after the other, the flashes burst, scattering the heat, but the horsehead (Suzu) rises up rashly when he taps the garment with a pat.

"Oh, man, as usual, a creature called man is pathetic."

The nose of the horsehead is longer, the ears move to the side, and the body is bigger, and the whole body is covered with hair. A monster on the horse's face appeared before Theo and the others.

That's the form of battle, and I'm guessing your combat abilities have increased significantly. Fortunately, however, the nostalgic figure of my father disappeared from sight, rather becoming somewhat calm.

"Calogero! You will never lose this battle alone! Nice!?"

"Naturally. We'll send the general!

Calogero also responds, pointing the muzzle at the horsehead.

It was so easily prevented. I'm pretty sure that bucket is far away.

Still, it has to be done. My father made me a Ladle hero, Theo's ideal. You can't let that get dirty by such a monster any more.