The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

"Is this the city of jewelry?"

Guided by Persia, Massal reached the city of jewellery. The walls were built to surround the city, and while I thought the neighborhood was fantastic with boulders, Persia told me what was going on in front of the gate and the guards let me through.

After being asked his name, etc., I was somewhat concerned that the guard was heading somewhere in a hurry, but Massal walks through the city with Persia's guidance as it was.

The commute was vibrant inside, the merchant carriage also running around with the sound of his hooves.

"Well, I'll show you to the Adventurer's Guild."

"Hmm, no, let's head to the orphanage before that"

Why are you in an orphanage?

"I don't know what that means. I wanted to say hello to Persia."

"Ha Ni! That's not true! Instead, I'm the one who got help, no need for such care. Phew!?"

That's not true, Massal tells me, stroking Persia's head reluctantly.

"Persia's the one who led me to the city, and she talked to the guards. Thank you so much."

"Phew Phew Phew Phew Phew Phew!"

It is Persia who, having said so, gives a blissful expression and pushes her head against the palm of Massal, not saying to stroke more.

"Well, that's why I'm going to go to the orphanage, but would it be rude with Hum's bare hands?

"Well, that's not true, but I don't really recommend going to an orphanage..."

Massal felt something for Persia, who drooped her ears and tail all the time and gave her a sad look somewhere.

"No, let's still head straight to the orphanage"

"But..."

"Don't worry, I won't make it worse. I want you to trust me."

With that said and a pompous look on Nico's smiling massal, Persia led him to the orphanage as she breathed one and decided to be ready.

"This sounds worse than I expected..."

Reaching the orphanage, Massal lost words to the look of it.

Though I was wondering from Persia's seemingly narrow outfit, the orphanage building was too run-down, and even less maintained inside, with holes in the walls. I'm not talking about a gap wind, and it smells pretty unclean.

Mold breeds here and there, dark dirt spreads, and holes are all you can find on the floor. It's no wonder Mogura has a glitzy face.

And there seemed to be more than a dozen children living together in such orphanages, but all of them had eyes like fish dead.

You haven't even taken a bath for a long time. My hair is bumpy, my skin is creeping with dirt, and the sour smell is drifting from my children.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you doing? I'm just gonna get some water in this bottle!

To those children - there was a woman waving a whip. She pushes a bottle more than twice the size of the kids and proclaims that she needs water. The kids were clearly undernourished and it seemed like they were already out of strength there. I guess Locke hasn't even been fed, his hands and feet are thin and thin and it's like a skeleton.

"I can't stand to see if this is the orphanage where Persia lives."

"Ahhh? I don't know about you! And Persia! I told you not to come back until you hunted the Jewel Dragon! Or what? You're telling me you've already hunted!

Pishan! whipped and the woman said. From what I've seen, apparently, this woman is the director of the orphanage, and it looks like something like an avalanche in her late twenties.

He is wearing somewhat empty clothes on his chest and exposes his meat waste. The woman, who hangs her glasses and has no choice but to yell and scatter, is too ugly from a masal point of view. Poor personality seeped out of his expression as well.

"Hmm, well, did you send Persia under the Jewel Dragon?"

"Han? What the hell are you!

"I'm sorry, but I don't have a name for you, but I'm just a traveler."

"Hmm, Masal? That's a nasty name."

"Is this my name worth making fun of you?

"What? What?

When Massal said so, the woman had angrily questioned her eyebrows. Besides, I shrug my shoulders and return the words.

"You don't deserve to say anything about people to a color-bogged erotic baba who can't even locate orphanages, do you? That's what I said."

"... you say funny things. But you're in control! Enough management for me to play and live!

"I wouldn't call that management. What, you got a bug springing up in your head? The orphanage isn't just there to satisfy your personal desires, is it?

"Hmm! What do you want? What's wrong with making the orphanage I manage my favorite!

"Is the result like this? It's the pinnacle of stupidity, not even feeding, not even getting dressed, and trying to get such a sweet girl to fight the Jewel Dragon."

"Master Masaru..."

Persia gave a tranced look as Massal told the woman that as she stroked the girl's head.

For some reason, the other girls who live in the orphanage look at it with envy.

"Well, apparently, the other kids are starting to feel like living by listening to me. No matter how hard you tried to force me to listen with that whip, the kids didn't move with their dead eyes, did they?

"So what do you say!

"That's the difference between me and you. You can't even use whips and candy, it's just an ugly northerly breeze that scatters stinking breath. I envelop everything with charity, like this me, and I am exactly the sun, like I can wholeheartedly wish to follow this me. Your vessel was too different from yours."

"Too much!"

A woman grinds her teeth remorsefully, but Massal laughs it off with her nose. Then the woman was furthered.

"I can't forgive you anymore! I'll flavor my whip!

The woman punched a leather whip in her hand against the ceiling, the wall, and the floor, making a fierce noise.

If you hit the void even more, pun! and the sound of being able to play rings.

"Even steel cleaves my whip! Come on! Be ready!

Killi! and stares at Massal, a woman wiggling her whip at such a speed that she can't see her wrist for a moment.

Then the whip roared as if it were a starving beast, and approached the neck of Massal.

A nigga and a woman spill an ugly grin. But...

"You're a total jerk, I didn't know you'd chop and chop steel with this, is the iron that brittle around here?

"Hey, hey..."

The look on the face of the woman stripping her eyes and stunned her was too ugly. Masaru then grabbed the whip waved in peace, and by pulling it all the way, the whip would be pinned in the space between Masaru and the woman.

"Master Masaru, there's no way steel is that brittle, but Master Masaru is simply too brittle. Dean's whip has chopped up a lot of men before..."

"Yeah? Really? Well, it just seems a little scratchy to me."

"Goddamn it! You fool! Let go of me!

"Hmm? What do you want me to let go? There's no choice, see?"

"Gu! Gha! Ghahin!"

Masaru twisted his hips wide, spinning the woman one whip at a time, then let go of her hand and did it. Then the woman's body hit the ceiling, hit the floor, and the bounced body hit the wall.

Parallax and fragments fall from the ceiling, with stunning holes in the floor and walls.

"Hmm, isn't the orphanage blurry because of you at all? I'll make sure you pay later."

"Fuck! Don't be ridiculous! The orphanage here is mine!

"Hmm? What is it you don't realize? This orphanage isn't yours anymore, is it?

What the fuck is Massal talking about? declare looking at the woman with the eyes that

Besides, ha!? and the woman raised her surprise.

"Naturally. I can't leave this orphanage to an elderly woman like you. So you're neck."

"Hey, what authority do you have..."

"This is my authority. Who do you think I am? I'm God's equal. No, I'm more powerful than God, all right? What I mean by this is that it is more coercive than God. If you find out, get the hell out of here before I buy your disrespect."

"Shh, wow, it's just hilarious when other guys say the same line, but I also feel disrespectful standing in too much divinity when Master Masal says it..."

Persia says so, but no, all the children on the spot lie humbly flat.

"Come on. I'm not that awe-inspiring. So I hope you guys don't mind treating me like normal. Like I said, I'm just a shitty traveler."

'No! It's a word without a body! (Nha!)'

I sent awe to him, all voiced and deified for Massal.

The way it is, they have no choice but to do it, and they are sighing massals.

"Damn it! What a god! It's just something unsolicited. Oh, come on! Uh-oh, good! You guys, get out of here!

Then the woman screamed, and a slew of tenacious men jumped in through the empty door of the orphanage.

"Yeah? What are these people?

"Hmm! We're slave traders dealing with this woman. You're an idiot, too. And the kid there. If you hadn't come out squeaky, the kids here would have lived long enough."

A single, badly patterned giant in a resilient man speaks of such a thing.

"Yes, I don't know what the hell you mean!

"Hang on, you totally happy head. All right? Either way, you were sold to this woman and you were doomed to fall into slavery! Sooner or later!

"That's why the man's cheap sense of justice turned him into gold now."

Masaru puts a finger on his jaw as he looks at the nasty laughing mischievous people about what's wrong with the haha.

"So you were going to sell these kids off as slaves."

"- Huh! Why did you do that?!"

"They're utter jerks. I can imagine watching you guys do that."

"Well, I see, I can't even cut my head off a bit. But when you find out about it, you can't give it back alive!

When the woman whipped her again, the children shook their futures with blurbs.

"Absolutely, you're still stupid, lazy, stupid, shallow retards."

"Hmm! Say something! Sell the kids and they'll be gold! What's so stupid about this that our nose moisturizes!

"Oh man. I didn't even know that. Is this the extent to which these people are caught only in their immediate greed? Okay? These kids have a future, it's possible, if you stretch that bud out, it'll all multiply and return. That is the principle of investment trusts. Well, it would be useless to explain to a bunch of people like you with bugs in their heads."

"Hey, what the hell!

"Yeah? What? Did you guys have the slightest feeling of regret? I thought I could only boo-boo like a fat, fat pig."

"... you're really annoying. That's how they treat their kids. I'm going to throw up!

"That's more odd. When I look at your fucking face, I want to beat you down."

When Massal said with contemptuous eyes, one of the men started pounding and fisting in front.

"It's good to be prestigious, but you've got to think about your position, kid. I'll tell you what, the guys here have the strength to lightly deserve the S-rank if you're an adventurer. There's no way a kid can twist and crush anything he wants."

"You guys? S-rank? Small-rank mistake. It means the lower body."

"Temeye! Things you shouldn't say! Kill him!"

He raised his fierce voice and the giant man in front of Masar waved down his rocky fist.

But Massal takes that fist lightly with one pinky finger, sighing one at a time.

"Then, stupid! Even the walls crush the fist of your head with a single blow, with your little finger!

The surrounding rogues complain with a full look of surprise, but Massal bites off the absences, what is this extent? and make a small fool of a man.

Bright red in the face, desperately trying to press his fist but not showing a single millimeter of movement, Massal let him try a light decopin with the empty hand.

It's not a distance to hit a decopin or anything, given the physique difference, but the wind pressure caused by the decopin blew that giant away, adding a hole to the ceiling and flying far above it.

Give that look a poker look to all the rogues, former deans, and even the kids.

And while I was doing that, my head giant fell and now there was a man-shaped hole in the floor.

"Oh man, the orphanage's worn out because of you guys, huh? What the hell are you gonna do to me?

"Damn, my head, this is what happens!

"Eh! All of us, we did it!

Men strike at Massal at the same time with the signal of a woman. But to this extent, they were only opponents who could not feel any response to the elephant for Masaru.

In the end, the body of the man and the former dean will stack up inside the orphanage like coarse waste.

"Okay, that's good."

Tie up the rogues and the former Dean's body with the rope they found in the orphanage, Massal said with a satisfying look.

Then the children rush over to the side of Massal to show their magical faces.

"Yeah? What the hell is wrong with you guys? The fools who've been tormenting you have exorcised you this way."

Then the children bow their heads deeply with a serious look and appeal to him.

"Please! Please be the dean here!

"Do me a favor too! It might be a good story for a bug to ask for this, just to get some help, but Master Masaru is the only one who can ask for it!

Pleaded by the children, Massal returned the words with one nodding, seductive smile.

"Right. It's a boarded boat, and it's about me who can rebuild this orphanage."

"Oh, thank you! It's like a boulder massal! My heart is so wide, it's like God himself!

Then a toddler girl, who played a golden twin tail among the children, blessed him with a unique tone, and jumped into Masaru's chest.

"Whoa, whoa, what's going on?

"Wow, I want you to be something too! It's a memorial to Master Masaru's becoming Dean!

He says that, and Masal, he exhales one thing, and he strokes the toddler's head.

Twin tails jump happily and she also gives a tranced look, though.

"sloppy!"

"Master Masal, stroke me too!

"Wow, I'm first!

"Wait! I was the first one Masaru had to stroke! I have priority!

"It doesn't matter! What are you up to?

(Dude, what's going on with this...)

All of a sudden, the girls and toddlers start fighting for the right to have Masal stroke them, and they sigh, "Oh man.

How much the hell is it to have me stroke? I sometimes wondered, but because I had no choice, it was a massal that stroked my head in turn in order to converge this place.

And after one stroke, Massal speaks to Persia with a girl (...) with a happy look on her ass.

"Persia, I'm sorry I'm tired, but can I ask you to guide me to the Adventurer Guild next? Honestly, I didn't think Jewel Dragon was a big deal, but I think about the future."

"Way to go! This Persia will show you around!

"Oh, it's sloppy! Cutie, don't come with me!

"Yeah? Going is just an adventurer's guild, huh?

"Oh, still don't go! Besides, Cutie is good at magic!

Looking at the still immature chested cutie with more magic... is a masal that I don't think people will see.

And beside Masaru, Persia's not alarmed, my daughter! I was looking at the cutie with that eye.

Whatever it was, it was a massal guided by the two of them to the Adventurer's Guild, but somehow it was a massal clung to and weakened by the two of them with one arm.