The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

Though the Third Knights headquarters boasts considerable grounds, it just doesn't seem like all hundreds of dragon crusaders can get in together.

Several Squad Leaders and Captain Dundee, who led them, cut ahead and dived the front door of HQ. And right behind that, Mr. Nervia and I go on to look like junior high.

Shortly after entering the building, the lobby had a place like a reception, where a beautiful woman stood in her mid-twenties or so. Is it the receptionist?

As Captain Dundee approaches, the receptionist woman bows her head deeply.

"Dear Lil 'Mangie, Well done. You're safe."

"Mm-hmm. Quickly, but I'd like to report to the head of Golzas Division III on the completion of his assignment. Are you here?

"Yes, please, I'll show you around"

That said, the receptionist began to lead us in a truly (so) foothold.

... Speaking of which, was Captain Dundee's real name Mr. Crot Lilmanzi? I always remember every time someone says it, I feel like I'm forgetting it right away. I need to remember it right.

As I followed behind the receptionist and walked down the long hallway and up the stairs, I eventually saw both open doors in front of me. It's a luxurious door that feels like a great man is waiting for you.

When he arrived in front of the door, the receptionist retreated to the side, so Captain Dundee took a dignified step and knocked on the door.

"Captain Klott Lilmanzi, we are pleased to welcome you into the room."

Then I heard a wild voice from the inside called 'In,' so Captain Dundee opened the door without cowering.

Beyond the door, the interior looks like an office. And in the center of it, a colored black man with a gritty face swept back into his chair.

His age should be around thirty, but he looks old enough for that. It feels like a beard stretched halfway through plays a role in damaging cleanliness.

You're working out quite a bit. Your physique is guttural, but this sounds more like a dirty hunter than a knight, then.

Assuming it's about Kayliss-kun's brother, I imagined a neutral handsome guy on my own...... no, what an unequal society. Genetic violence, right?

and the man in front of me who would never dream of being treated (this) down inside by me for the first time, etc. - Gorzas is pointing a triple-white eye at this one with a flutter in his chair.

To him like that, Captain Dundee gave a pale report, not to be offended.

"As I reported in the letter I sent you three days ago, we have completed the Dragon Crusade. We have zero casualties and no injuries from the Knights."

That's amazing to hear again. I can't believe you just crusaded the dragon, which is supposed to be the 'Three Hundred Class', without even letting out the injured.

Well, I'm not a member of the Knights, but Mr. Nelvia was injured once... but this kid, he was under all those dragon attacks, and a few days later, he was pimped enough to accompany the knights in their archery...

Golzas, who received Captain Dundee's report, distorted that nasty face uncomfortably,

"The letter said that the pilgrims who were visiting Runepedi cooperated in the crusade?

"Yes, I accompanied the four men to the operation by a strong recommendation from the valiant guardian"

"That's no way, those are the daughters there...... and you wouldn't skip your sleep, would you?

"No way."

When Captain Dundee said that, he retreated left and right as if he and the rest of the squad leaders would pave the way.

Then Mr. Nervia, exposed to the gaze of Golzas, can be seen at the edge of his sight shaking his shoulders small.

Um, I'll get you out front if I can talk, 'cause I won't either. If Golzas comes to speak to us, Mr. Nervia has no choice but to respond.

And Golzas stared at Mr. Nervia zippily,

"That hip-sword... you were in the letter, with the knight who slashed the dragon?

"Uh, well, I mean, I slashed it, I slapped it..."

"What?"

"Oh, what...!? Well, yes, it is... I did it..."

Golzas laughed with his nose, "Hmm."

And turning his gaze to Captain Dundee,

"... man. You fell to the ground, too, Clot Lilmanzi."

Golzas, saying so, rose up from his chair with that sluggish body.

And as I walked straight over to Captain Dundee,

"Have you just fled back cowardly to fight the dragon, or treat such a little girl as a" dragon knight ”? After all, a knight with only a handful of arms is not proud and hostile."

"Though I have brought back dragon scales and nails"

"I ordered you to bring back the dragon's neck. You know what that means? To keep the dumb knights from returning with the unusual form of stone found in the woods."

I can see the other squad leaders murdering at what Golzas doesn't really say.

But seeing Captain Dundee, who's taking the word, doesn't move one eyebrow, Golzas said something more and more up.

"Besides, part of the front line that you were supposed to be protecting was broken through by the Demons while you were putting out your sperm for stone gathering. I hear the demon army is headed to this Plazatos... what are you going to do with this drop!

One of the Squad Leaders immediately disproves that Golzas word.

"When the battalion leader advanced that if we leave the front line, the defensive line would thin and the risk of being broken through would increase, the division chief said," I have measures, so I'll take care of them. "-"

"I don't remember saying that!! Don't rub our own mess against me, you fool!!

Golzas, who unilaterally blocked the objection, rammed its squad leader as he turned a bright red on his face and shouted.

... Well, as far as the reaction of the other squad leaders is concerned, he must be the one who's been pushed away saying the right thing.

These irresponsible shifting bastards are something I was used to seeing during slavery in my previous life. Instead of getting angry, I even feel nostalgic. Am I terminal, too?

Or maybe you can watch it safely because you're not from your own company.

Though that's what I thought in my heart, Gorzas put my eyes on me as if I were going to see it in the garbage.

"Hey there little girl...... what those eyes? If you have something to say, say it."

Golzas, saying so, came just a short way to my sight.

... hateful, but if you can say what you want, you haven't come all the way to the capital of the Republic, have you?

Besides, if I could talk, I think my first voice would be Wind Spear (Clearance).

But how I interpreted my silence, Golzas distorted Niyaniya and his mouth,

"... Hmm. He doesn't have a hair like this."

That being said, Golzas grabbed my platinum trio knitting rampantly and pulled it up.

Pain (Yikes) I wish...! You're messing with the hair Kayliss set me up for!

I mean, I won't listen to that statement. That's an insult to Kaylis and his beloved father and mother.

Is it still a mess now to blow it up with magic...... Even if you want to turn this guy off, it's after you take the collar off.

... but I still can't stand it, so do you want to skip the killer and shut him up?

I tried to fight back instantly when I thought that far in the moment when they pulled the three braids... then.

"Get those filthy hands off me"

A bottom-cold voice echoed indoors, like eagling my gut.

When you notice, the thick neck of Golzas is raised with a long sword blade. Even I didn't take my eyes off Golzas for a moment, I had no idea when the sword was waved.

I slowly turned my neck to the side and glanced at Mr. Nelvia's face...... oh, it's not like when you and Reggie are always fighting, it's not a joking look of anger or anything. This, he's serious.

Besides, it's not an indirect killer like the magician (me) “witchcraft", but a real killer...

In such tense air that even Captain Dundee and his squad captains can't move a single step, Gorzas, who is being hit by that killing, spitefully squeezes out his rubbing (grunting) voice.

"Oh, you... know who you're pointing your sword at -!?"

"You're letting go, you're not letting go..."

Golzas slowly let go of his hand from my hair, sweating cold, as Nelvia's leopard freaked out until just now.

And when Mr. Nervia made Gorzas' neck push with his sword and retracted it by a few steps, he pulled in the kill as if nothing had happened and delivered the sword.

"It's unpleasant. Let's go, Master Sefi."

When Mr. Nervia graciously holds my hand, he leaves the room with no eyes on anyone else.

Although Nervia, who does a lot of national traffic, finally didn't show up to blame him on the spot.