The Failed Swordsman Who Became the Strongest After Spamming the 100 Million Years Button

Lao Village.

Located in the center of the sunny country of Dagriot, this is a peaceful and peaceful village with idyllic air.

But-That's an old story.

Now suffering from the black organization's tyranny and heavy taxes, the villagers were struggling with poverty and hunger, and lived a hellish life that was just being exploited.

And today is the monthly tax collection day.

The mayor, who reached the age of 80, desperately begged for his forehead under a simple tent with only a roof in the center of Lao village, rubbing his forehead against mud.

"Please ... please, could you please forgive me with this (...)?"

That's what he offers from the food he gathers from all over the village.

Potatoes, rice, and a little meat.

Truth, this was the limit of the village.

Then

"Huh ..."

Zam-Hashfeld, a man with a black organization charged with collecting taxes in Lao village, sighed greatly.

"Well, the village mayor. You ... lick me a little bit, aren't you? You can understand even this amount ..." "I'm not enough."

"..."

The village chief who was hit by the pain could only silence.

The tax that the black organization seeks in a month is "300 kg of food".

Crops, meat and milk-regardless of type, only 300 kilos are collected every month.

In the beginning, there was still no problem.

Three hundred kilograms of food-In Daglio, famous for its crops, there is nothing like that.

But things have changed a lot.

Since the black organization has come to dominate Daglio-rain has never stopped.

It is not about three or ten days of heavy rain.

It has been raining for several years now.

The two young men who refrain from the village chief also clung their teeth and bowed.

(Damn …… Black organization ……)

(These guys ... keep raining in some way ... to make us suffer ...)

The fertile soil flowed to the sea due to the endless rain.

The sun was blocked by thick clouds covering the sky.

In such a bad situation, there is no way to produce crops as before.

I managed to pay taxes through indoor cultivation using indoor lighting.

That's it this month—it's finally reaching its limits.

The village chief desperately asked, rubbing his forehead on the mud.

"Three hundred kilograms of food-I know he's not enough ... I know ... but ...!"

He raised his skinny face and complained of the plight of the village.

"In such a poor environment, the crops are not growing enough ... ! The food is running out and there is a pandemic in the village ...…! This month's 100 kg of food But it's the limit ... I wonder if I'm satisfied with this ...?

Then the village chief bowed deeply.

Zam saw that-with a gentle smile, he put his hand on the village chief's shoulder.

"Well, do you know? All we need is the cryolites (...) mined on this island. Do you know what this means?"

"What, what ...?"

"Well, that's a simple story. You might die or live, pay tax or not-it doesn't matter ...!"

That's why Zam swiftly pulled out his sword, and cut off the village mayor under one sword.

"But, ha ..."

"That village mayor !?"

"Oh, you ...! What are you ...?!"

Two young people who get excited.

Zam heard his angry loud voice and frowned.

"A little, don't make a noise at your ears, you're annoying .... I'm a hangover and I'm having a headache ..."

He had a headache just yesterday as he drank the collected alcohol.

"Huh, it's awkward to set up taxes one by one .... And most of all, this sullen country controlled by that" rain guy "is already sick .... Shane-Will you kill everyone?"

Zam muttered with Potully, and more than fifty swordsmen behind him pulled out his sword all at once.

"Wow, damn ...!"

The young man who followed the mayor pulled out a wooden whistle from his bosom and played a tone that signaled danger.

"Dakarara ... I'm gonna hurt my head, but I said ..."

That's why Zam quickly swings his sword twice,

"Guu ... what?"

"But, ha ..."

Two people playing a loud whistle have been cut off.

Thus, the tragedy of Lao Village began.

■

At that time, the sound of the danger sounded throughout the village.

In the Galish family at the southern end of Lao village, Maria-Garlish and Milley-Garlish, who had just turned five years old, had turned pale.

"This is the sound of this flute ...?!"

"Well, mom ..."

Maria hugged her daughter, who looked up at her face with anxious expression.

"Oh, it's okay, Mirei! I have a mom ... ! No matter what happens, I'll definitely show you only…!

No matter what, she protects Mirei-that was her last promise a few years ago with her husband who died of a pandemic.

"U, yeah ..."

Mirei calmed down her daughter, opened a small window and looked outside.

What jumped into her eyes like that

"What, what ...

The villagers fell down in the middle of the village.

"Mayor, Rama, Dresta ..."

Cooled her bloody head and immediately shook Milley's shoulders.

"--Mimi, I'll run away!"

"Eh, uh, uh ..."

Maria pulled out Mirei's hand and sneaked out of the back door of the house.

But there-.

"Oh yeah ...? Two people, where are you going to go with such a mess?"

I came across Zam Hashfeld, a man with a black organization who just cut off the village mayors.

"..."

"Well, mom ..."

Tension runs on their faces.

"Kakuku, that face ... good, good! No more than this-it's the highest!"

Zam liked "hunting."

Rather than killing the strong who bravely faced, I loved crushing the weak desperately fleeing.

So he ran to the southern end of the village shortly after killing the mayors.

Permanently south of Lao Village, there is a holy knight station.

Surely the girls and girls should have a little hope and try to flee there--thinking that way.

And now, as expected, Zam has found two prey.

"... Mire, run away alone"

"But ..."

"Mom is okay, so please run south anyway. You should never look back no matter what."

Maria pushed the back of Miley.

"No, no ... I'll go with my mom ...!"

Mirei shook his head gently, whispering.

"Okay, my mom will follow soon. And I promised you daddy in heaven, too." "I'm going to be a strong girl"-no? "

"... I understand."

At the same time as Mirei nodded-an unpleasant laughter sounded.

"That's a tear, I'm sorry ... I'm inadvertently hot on my eyes ... Hmm! I'll kill you after all?"

At the same time Zam with a brutal smile pulls out his sword,

"--I'm sorry, I can't pass here even if I die!"

Maria pulled out a poor sword on her waist in an awkward movement.

"Huh ... was he a swordsman?"

Zam's face was stiffened for a moment… and immediately pasted the original smile.

It is because Maria's attitude was too poor.

The most basic of swordsmanship is not even the attitude of the normal eye.

Obvious lower rank-He judged Mary and raised his mouth corner.

"... Mire, go fast!"

"U, yeah ...!"

Mirei heard a request similar to her mother's scream and ran immediately.

Just a few seconds later, she had a bad feeling.

It was too quiet-no, it was too quiet.

I can't hear the sound of swords and screams.

The only thing you can hear is the sound of rain pouring down.

When she looked back suspiciously, she was there.

"Well, well ...?"

There was a figure of a mother with a sword on her chest.

"Kukukukuku, hahahahaha! Poo ... I'm sorry to kill you ..."

Zam, who turned red with his blood, smiled loudly.

He violently pulled out the sword that pierced Maria's chest-and turned his eyes to the next target.

"Kukuku! Look here, can I not escape?"

"..."

In front of an incredible sight, Mirei has been solidified by fear and despair.

"No, no, I don't want to ... Mom ..."

Emotion overflows from one to the next, and her face is sulking and shedding large tears.

"Ku-ku-ku-ku! Poo-ah ... uh ... I'm sorry ... oh yeah! Even if you don't cry so much, it's okay? I'll send it to my mom right now ... hey!"

When Zam, whose nose breathes, takes a big step.

"I'm waiting ..."

Maria, who had pierced her heart, squeezed him from behind.

"What is this guy ...?! Is he still dead ...?!"

Zam clogged for a moment with the impressive momentum and the power to prepare for death.

"Run away! ...! Millie ...!"

"..."

Mirei, who received the wish of her dying mother, couldn't move.

It's easy.

This cruel and terrible “reality” was too heavy for a five-year-old girl to accept.

"Cheer, I'm afraid ... I'm gonna die quickly ...!"

After that, Zam regained his calm and threw Maria away-"three times" and set a deadly blade on her body.

"Well, huh ..."

To protect your beloved daughter.

To fulfill your last promise with your deceased husband.

Maria, moving with her heart, fell down slowly forward.

"That's so .... I've tasted the pain of hell to earn a few seconds .... I'm not really familiar with my parents ..."

Zam shrugged and washed away the blood on the sword with rain.

"Well, young lady? I'm going to die with you too.

"No, no ... don't come ..."

In front of Zam approaching step by step, Mirei could only move backward with his butt cake.

"Click, let's end the 'hunting'?"

Zam smiled wide and raised his sword high.

"--Hyahhyahyah! Give me a good scream!"

The blade that killed many lives is mercilessly dropped down.

(Mom ... I'm sorry ......)

At that moment, when Mirai decides to die and closes his eyes.

The few seconds that Maria earned in exchange for the suffering of hell, only a few seconds-a miracle.

"That ... what's this?"

Zam's swinging sword was prevented by the black “Nanika”.

The next moment, a boy broke between the two with tremendous momentum.

"--I was scared, but it's okay."

He had a unique hair with black and white,

"Immediately--I'll end it"

The whole body emits a grisly darkness from the whole body-dyed the whole area of Lao Village with "black" like abyss.

■

I wore a dark robe and asked a man dressed in a black cloak.

"... Why do you do such terrible things?"

I ask questions to the man in front of me-earn time.

(Yeah ... hey. Still in time (...))

This "darkness" is also effective against fatal wounds.

As long as the person is alive, heal any wounds immediately.

I poured a great deal of spiritual power and spread darkness throughout the village.

Then the villagers who have come to see are dressed in dark clothing.

(... OK!)

After a few seconds, all visible villagers were protected.

After that, as long as they are alive ... the darkness will cure everything.

Then, when I had a break, the man I met returned a response.

"Why do you do this ...? ... Is that decided? I'm having fun. I mean ... Is there any other reason?"

"Yeah, uh ... it's a lot more silly than I thought."

The time was successful and the goal was achieved.

What is this outside road?-I don't want to exchange words anymore.

I swung a fake black sword and beat his sword.

"What is it !?"

The man who witnessed the unexpected jumped greatly back.

"Damn ... oh!-Oh, give me a little help! A tough guy has appeared ...!"

When he shouts so,

"Hey, what happened ...?"

"What the kid isn't a kid?

"What is it?

Three men bathed in crimson's return are gathering.

"I'm not going to be careless .... I can't believe this kid is so stupid ...! I'll deploy my soul and hit it all at once ..."

It must have been quite a battle-they put together the strategy with the breath of Aun.

And

"Drown-Twisted Love"!

"Squeeze-!"

"Go my way-!"

"Rarely fit-!"

The moment when the four people who developed their souls attacked at once.

``-Shadow of darkness (dark shadow) ''

Sharp darkness, like a sharpened sword, blew like a storm.

The darkness, which freely moves according to my will, was very easy to tear through the souls of the four and gave them a lot of skill.

"Guu ha ...?!"

"Only one person ..."

"It's a lie ...!?"

"What is this monster ...?!?"

The four fell down on the ground and glared at them with mixed eyes of anger and fear.

"--It is the end"

After banging the back of the head and reaping consciousness, I quickly swooned the remnants that ran over Lao Village.

"... Okay, we've killed everyone now."

I destroyed the black organization that attacks Lao village, so I put the sword in the sheath.