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

I was suddenly offered a ridiculous invitation and lost my words.

"... Emperor Barrel-Lonelia ... me?"

"Yes, that's right. Allen's sharpened swordsmanship, his youth of fifteen, his hidden potential, and above all, the overwhelming nucleus that shows the strength of" more than a phantom spirit "-His Majesty the Emperor He said, "I'm still blue now, but eventually I'm a man worthy of a four knight."

"... you're buying a lot higher."

If you are praised so much by the enemy's boss, you feel bad.

"Well, that's not surprising?-You destroyed Hoo Rudras Laine-Grad Grega-Ash-three of the thirteen knights alone, and from the Belios Castle in the middle of the empire, I was able to get away with my companions. Now no one in the empire knows your name. "

He continued.

"For Allen, the Holy Rhonerian Empire isn't a bad country? Possibility is justice in that country. If you're a swordsman like you, I think wealth, fame, and power are still there. So why not join us? "

Mr. Sebas said that and extended his right hand asking for a handshake.

(I'm a member of the black organization ...)

It's a joke that can't be laughed.

"I'm sorry, but I refuse. I'll never go to the Imperial side in the future."

The black organization is the worst criminal organization that causes fear and chaos in a peaceful world.

Waving this sword for those guys would never be upside down.

Then when I hit a clear rejection,

"―― Yeah, yeah. I think that (...) is better for Allen."

Mr. Sebas retracted his hand and smiled without a cloud.

"... It's quite easy to draw."

In the worst case, I was thinking about using a sword here ...

Apparently, you don't have to worry.

"That's right. I don't really think you'll be a companion. But I have a" position. " I have to go all the way to Cherin, a country of cherry blossoms all the time ... "

Mr. Sebas shrugged and muttered, "Well ..."

Apparently he's him and he has a lot of hard work.

"Well, this is the end of my story. Now it's Allen's turn."

Mr. Sebas was a little early on and looked more serious than ever.

(Speaking of which ... before we started this story, he was saying "information exchange" ...)

Probably, there is information that I really want to hear from me.

"... what exactly do you want to know?"

100 million year button? The hermit of time? Or maybe another completely different "Nanika" ...?

When I spit on my tension,

"Huh, is that fixed?"

Mr. Sebas smiled with a fearless smile-she opened her mouth.

"Well, let me tell you. What kind of life did the chairman spend after I was gone ...!"

"... Oh, I see."

Speaking of which, I was a lonely chairman ...

I spilled a great sigh, feeling insanely weak.