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

(What the hell! That bucket thing haha!?)

While I run desperately, I ask myself repeatedly, but of course I can't possibly find an answer or anything.

(It was sweet! No it was too sweet!!)

That's an authentic bucket of stuff in people's skins.

Poisonous liquor is even the chief executive of [Laguna]. He has slaughtered many powerful men, and has also crossed blades with legendary creatures such as phantom beasts, dragons, etc.

But for such a horrible creature, poisonous liquor has never been seen before in his life.

Red colored eyes with ripped up mouth angles. Above all, the dense, vicious red magic that flowed like turbulence from the entire body of a guy who even distorted the atmosphere had shredded the whole house from what was called warfare from poisonous liquor.

Besides, the strange ability to twist up those threads and my men. Is that magic? But for that, it's too powerful for cod. Such power, even phantom beasts and spirits, is easy to use.

If it is conceivable, an extrahuman being.

That spider monster who attacked [Laguna] headquarters with Gray's life and doings. That was pretty strong. Whatever it is, it is enough that all four leaders have finally left. He's using that class of bucket stuff. There's nothing odd about him being more powerful.

In addition, information was rising that the Sagami Chamber of Commerce was holding the Faeries under its umbrella. The Faeries see people in low places. Whatever you force them to obey as slaves, their pride in serving people of their own free will can never forgive them.

So, Gray is the outsider the Faeries deserve to kneel in. Such things come to a limited extent. That is - super-high spirits.

(No way, such a heritage creature as the Holy Spirit King?

The Holy Spirit King is what the Spirits worship. Such a thing is not very different from God. Is it something that people can resist God? Because he is a god because he is paranormal.

(We have to get our hands on it as soon as possible)

That's not how humanity can do it. Most importantly, he left a message. "As far as I can think of you, I will kill you in the worst and most brutal way."

[Laguna] has been targeted by such a monster. What do people spare their lives for? At the end of the day, like my men...

"I'm not kidding. Wow!!"

It's something that happens to my eyes!! I'll definitely run away and show it to you.

This empire is the castle of that monster. We must abandon this land and flee to other countries. The considerable retreat of the organization's forces is forced, but it is still somewhat more than being unilaterally ravaged and crushed.

(Did you get it?)

[Laguna] has its home in a pleasant neighborhood for nights slightly more southeasterly than Straheim.

"Get ready to leave this place immediately!!"

Like rolling into a mansion, shouting but no one answers. No, I don't have one kid in the first place.

This is the [Laguna] branch of the big city of Straheim. Starting with executives, quite a few constituents are staying. That was the anomaly, no matter what you think, of not seeing one person.

"No, we're finally here."

A man in a mask wearing a black cloth from his head showing up from the back of the room.

"Did you do it?

He couldn't hide his anger and asked, but he flaunted his shoulders.

"Yeah. Even if you're not worried, I'm holding you back properly. Anyway, it's an important ingredient."

I replied with a bouncing voice.

"Ingredients? What did you do?

Nothing but a perception of the meat of my men and others, but that's why I'm the soldier I need to shake off that monster's pursuit and get this Straheim out of here safely.

"Rather than that, apparently you're back on the run with your tail wrapped around it?

"Of course not! You think it's human?"

fiercely high, but he had a thin creepy grin,

"He is human. You can swear that. More, how many minutes, it's such an aboriginal child, and it's still unclear what country hero of any era you're in."

"Native people? Heroes? I have no idea what you're talking about."

Even so, he recognizes his puppet-like making laughter and is attacked by the disgust of countless bugs crawling around his body.

"Yeah, I want to know. Get his contents. Hey. Yet you escaped without even trying the effect of the pendant. I can't have it. I can't have it."

I exaggerate and spread my arms to speak of criticism and insult to poisonous liquor.

Originally, it's a rage scene. Yet the instinct of poisonous liquor insisted so painfully on escaping the scene with all its might.

"Let's have no choice. The head-on battle with that monster is a bit heavy on Non."

Dangerous. This man, like that monster, is terribly dangerous. Come on. I shouldn't have gotten involved.

(This is the body weight that has been held too much by the warm water!

If it were a full-season poisonous drink, I would never have thought to join hands with a dubious man with such an unknown personality, and I would have been happening since I got more accurate information about that monster like Gray.

As we ascended to the top of the back society, the world continued to have no locust enemies, which would have created pride.

But even if I regret it now, I can't. Now how do we get through a situation like this iron fire?

"That's why I want you to help me."

Words that don't fit. Maybe he hasn't even put poisonous liquor words in his ear.

"Let's do good."

While nodding loudly, check the escape route sideways, slightly lowering the center of gravity to an unnoticed extent.

All you have to do is timing.

"First of all, that pendant. It doesn't have a function to it. Well, it's no exaggeration to say that's the original role of that pendant"

Put your hand on your chin, and go around the floor to the guy who goes around,

"Right."

When he hits the hammer, the moment he turns his back on the poisonous liquor, he backsteps with all his might behind the door.

Timing of Dompisha. This would have allowed a first escape - it should have been.

Dosung shock against the back. Looking back, he was grinning with a full smile and gripping the neck of poisonous liquor with his right hand.

"I haven't finished talking to you yet. You shouldn't. I can't."

Put your face on your left palm, pretend your neck to the left or right, and lift the neck of the poisonous liquor.

(Then, this foolishness is easy to get!? Non is not a poisonous liquor of the Four Commanders!!)

I was shot through the dark eyes looking up over the mask and understood the poisonous liquor to be so stony. He said he was similar to that monster again.

"Get off me!!"

I'm desperate, but I'm not scared at all. The fact is even scary.

"Hmm, let's just try the effects of that [demon king's vessel]. I'm not happy. You are quite powerful among the natives of this world. You must be a powerful demon king."

"Ugh..."

He was groaning out of a unique sense of despair that dragged him to the bottom invisible valley bottom.

"As much as I hope, this experiment will not reveal his origins."

The conductor slowly tries to touch his left hand toward the poisonous pendant.

"Stop it! Stop it, whoa!!"

The conductor's hand touches the pendant in spite of all the words of refusal.

Dokun!!

The pendant pulses, vision stains bright red, and severe pain runs as if a stick of red fever was punched directly into the brain's medulla.

"Guuuuuuuuuuu"

"Well, good luck and best wishes"

The conductor's voice of joy. Finally, his last memory as a man of poisonous liquor disappears.