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

I was inspired by Bacchus's shocking remarks.

(What, what? ...?)

The "100 Million Year Button" should be a confidential matter known only by a very small number of people.

That's why ... how does he know that?

(Maybe Bacchus is also a transcendent?)

Physical ability beyond human, swordsmanship of extreme honedness.

As a possibility, it is a well-thought-out story.

(The other party is Rose's grandfather, is it okay to say that ...? No, Professor Leia was saying, "I don't need to say anything else ...")

If you are bothering your head like that,

"I see, well, the reaction now, I understand well. The kid is a transcendent who has survived the button curse for 100 million years, and-it hasn't been hindered by anyone."

He spoke clearly in a small voice.

It is no longer possible to deceive (spoof) any more so precisely.

"……Yes, that's right"

"Well, that's right. The kid's hands are too (...,) finished (...,) too much (...,). It's not going to be a fine "Swordsman's hand" so far, so there's only one possibility. I must have used the "100 million year button" created by the time's hermit. "

Mr. Bacchus wrote his thoughts and then approached his powerful face.

"--So the kid. How much did you wield the sword in that hellish world?" 500 "or" 1000 "? Did you cross the 10,000 mark? "

"That's right ... I don't really remember it, but maybe about a billion years."

If I answer honestly,

"Ju, 'Billions of billions' ...? ... I guess you pressed it many times ...?"

He shook his head in incredible ways, making his eyes black and white.

"Eh, uh, well ..."

I lost some of my insanity halfway ...

Still, I kept waving my sword at Gamushara-finally breaking through the prison of time.

"I can't stop hitting the button for a hundred million years ... no more than I imagined!" I slammed my sword in a billion years, and that's the spiritual power of steel-just the fine weather. There's no reason to do that! It's reasonable to keep the (…) monster ( ) in the room and keep the reason! ”

"Oh, thank you very much……?"

Somehow, I was praised for letting go.

"But, if you waved your sword for over a billion years ...

Mr. Bacchus has turned a sharp glance to make decisions.

"Ah, ah ... uh ... I mean ... it's because I don't have any talent, maybe that's the cause ..."

I didn't have a swordsman-even more compassionate on my own.

(... even now)

A tremendous amount of billions of years.

All that is devoted to my training, and I just managed to be on par with the surrounding “geniuses”.

If you drop your shoulders,

"No, no, it's not bad. Rather, the sword isn't bad. But in my eyes-(...)) Looks like they are wriggling deep inside the body ...

Mr. Bacchus stared around my chest and muttered something groggy.

"… Well, that's okay. For the time being, let me repeat my caution. About the 100 million year button, it is better not to say anything else. -There are those who are searching for the hermit of time.

"Thank you for your advice"

After all, the 100 million year button seems to be something that should not be oversized.

"By the way, Mr. Bacchus--"

Then when I tried to ask a question,

"--How long have you held hands between men?"

Rose looks a little amazed, but sighs.

If you tell me, I'm talking a lot, leaving everyone alone.

"Sorry! I'm so sorry, the kid did a good job!"

Mr. Bacchus raised a loud laugh,

"-And are you guys Rose's friends too?"

To avoid unnecessary prying, I quickly turned to the rears.

"Yes, my name is Leah-Vesteria."

"I'm Shi-Arcstria. At Chiba Gakuin, I'm making friends with Rose."

"Lilim Tuolene. Thank you!"

"Ferris-Magdaloth. Nice to meet you."

They will introduce themselves carefully.

"Um, Shia on the rear, Ferris on the Lilim ... I'm ok. Come on, come on! ... but there's nothing out there! "

He was cheerful and laughed happily, saying “Fragile!” And started walking with a stride.

(I'll have to talk more about it later ...)

The 100 million year button and the hermit of time, which have always been wrapped in mystery.

Maybe Bacchus knows “Nanika” more than I know.