The Strongest Wizard Becomes a Countryside Guardsman After Taking an Arrow to the Knee

The chairman trembles with a mess and says groaning.

"Even if I fall, I still won't tolerate it, bake again, etc..."

Maybe I'm mistaken for hurting my own people more than I need to.

Misunderstanding will have to be solved.

"Oh, you should do that."

Losing your mind is less painful. So I fired the flamethrower again and burned it.

It is not my intention to suffer for long periods of time.

No matter how many scumbag gatherings, it takes as much pity as it takes.

I am a gentle-minded wizard.

"... a natural reward,... is that what you want to say?

"No, I meant pity..."

"With that..."

I felt the chairman was even more frightened.

Even though I am a gentle wizard, I feel misunderstood.

Cruz smiles and says as he opens his mouth to try to excuse himself.

"Mr. Arla, this venue is amazing"

"Yeah, sounds like a really awesome demon prop"

It's in front of the chairman, so I salute Cruz back.

"Chairman. How much is the tolerance that the venue will take on?

"... come on. Maybe you can tell by trying it to the limit... because I've never done that before"

Shivering fine, the chairman replied to Cruz.

"I see. Wouldn't Mr. Arla know?

"Are you going to try it to the limit? If you fail, you may die."

"Hmm. As easy as regulating a flamethrower to the point of not dying, wouldn't it be for Mr. Arula?

"There's nothing I can't do..."

It's hard for people to take that. Cruz innocently says horrible things.

When I looked sideways, the chairman looked at me with horrible eyes.

After all, the chairman misinterprets me as a merciless wizard.

You'd better play this one game and get a feel for my kindness.

"How about a game with me and the chairman?

"What?"

The chairman was frightened. Tremors intensified.

Will the warrior tremble? The chairman is also a magician who built a time.

Maybe I caught fire to the fighting spirit I was sleeping in.

"If the chairman is with you, I can help you."

I didn't say I could do everything I could.

"No, there's no extermination."

"Does the chairman remember his arm, too?

"No, even if you fight me and others, Mr. Arla will be bored..."

The chairman is sloppily sweating.

"Ha, this, be modest. Make sure you play with me."

"There is no such thing as a demise. Compared to Mr. Arla, such as me..."

"The chairman, too, was once the chief court magician, wasn't he? There is no doubt that he is a first-rate magician."

"No! Eh! It is also that there is no annihilation. I was just a trashy wizard..."

"Waste?

I don't know why I despise myself that much.

Besides, the chairman's voice trembles and he's small. I can't hear you very well.

So as I slowly approached the chairman, I decided to ask him carefully.

"Chairman. I didn't hear you very well. What is it, garbage?

"Hih."

The chairman breathes. My face is bright blue.

"Are you all right? You look pale..."

"Yes, I'm fine."

"So, what's the waste?

"Wow, it's me! I'm the one who's trashing."

"Huh."

"Waste is waste, but not burning waste. So if you'll excuse me for burning..."

I have no idea what the chairman wants to say.

Is it an urban magician joke?

"Does that mean the chairman doesn't burn waste?

"Also, of course, if it involves Mr. Arula, it is easy to burn me, etc. I have no doubt at all."

"Ha."

"Waste is a metaphor."

"Is it a metaphor"

The chairman knelt down and began to ask forgiveness.

It is as if he is a pious believer who repents. I'm a little scared.

"We, like trash, insult Mr. Arula's apprentice, etc..."

"If you've reflected, that's more than anything."

"I reflected. I have reflected with all my heart! So how about you burn me as burning waste..."

I didn't expect you to apologize that much.

If we discussed it sincerely, our minds would have made sense.

I'm not sure about the burning waste crap, but it was very good.

He seemed to reflect on the fact that he was bullying the Beast Man. It is a great pleasure.

But that and the game are another story.

"How about that, Mr. Chairman? One game."

The chairman puckers his mouth.

"I'm not feeling well today..."

"If you're not feeling well, you can change the day again, right?

"Oh, that's..."

"It could be tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, or next week, right?

"Give me a break"

I refuse too much, so think about why.

And I came up with one thing.

"Maybe it's a matter of venue?

"Yes!

"If the venue isn't convenient, you can change the location, right?

"Uh, not..."

"If anything, even at the chairman's home..."

"Hino."

The chairman breathes.

"... forgive me"

"What?

"I have children and grandchildren."

I don't know how the current story and the stories of my children and grandchildren connect.

"What the hell does that have to do with anything?

"Duh, please."

"Are you saying you want me to play a game with the chairman's children and grandchildren?

"Chi, no! Absolutely not! Please, forgive me."

The chairman, whose face turned earthy, began to sit down earthly.

I didn't think I was reflecting that much.

I approach the chairman. And I touched my hand on my shoulder trying to hold him up.

"Chairman, please raise your face"

"Hih."

The moment I touched my shoulder, the chairman screamed and blew bubbles and passed out.