To Be a Power in the Shadows!

In extreme concentration, Epsilon stared at himself being slashed.

It was a boulder that aggressively deviated from his upper body and took evasive action, even though he was utterly surprised. But that's what created the tragedy.

The past flows like a running lantern behind Epsilon's brain.

Myself, who was an elf lady. Memories of being possessed by the devil, abandoned and chased after the country.

And about the day I got a new life.

That day, when Shadow helped him, Epsilon found a new meaning in life when what he had believed in had collapsed.

Epsilon has long been comfortable. I didn't suspect I was superior, and I couldn't help but show off that superior aspect of my personality.

In fact, she was handsome, beautiful, smart, and brilliant in martial arts.

His pride was also high and he had the ability to match that pride.

I guess that's why.

On the day she became demon-possessed, the moment all of it collapsed away, she was struck more than anyone else.

I lost the point of living, and I didn't have the courage to die.

That day, a shadow appeared before her as she dragged her rotting flesh down the mountain path.

"Do you want power...?

He said in a deep voice that echoed from the abyss.

Epsilon, in his hazy consciousness, wondered whether even the devil had appeared.

But she asked for strength.

If only we had the strength, we could avenge those who abandoned us.

I'll kill you and make you regret it.

"Then I'll give it to you..."

And the sweet blue-purple magic wrapped her up.

The light, the warmth, Epsilon still remembers without forgetting.

Somewhere nostalgic, in that light of warmth and healing, Epsilon cried all the time.

Epsilon was weak, ugly and unusual that day. It was Shadow who saved her like that.

"It would also be nice to fall mad in a false world. But if you want to know the world of truth... follow me"

Epsilon followed Shadow's back.

I lost everything. I was just ugly. I felt saved such an ugly self and recognized who I really am.

I didn't need a family.

I don't need beauty, I don't need to be proud of my abilities.

There was something else important.

And she learned the truth about the world, met four seniors, and withdrew her foreword.

I certainly didn't need a family pattern. But I need the ability.

The martial arts I was good at were second from the bottom.

There was a monster and a perfect superman who wouldn't win any way ahead.

The brains I was proud of were also second from the bottom.

Brain specialization and perfect superman broke my confidence.

Even with overall strength, there was a perfect superman and an all-purpose type to do it without hesitation.

I don't have Epsilon's position as it is.

And above all, I needed beauty.

Appearance was important to Epsilon. Because the Lord I love is a man.

I analyzed my charm objectively and expected it to be a pretty tough fight.

If you look only in the face, there's absolutely no need for Epsilon to be pessimistic. But she had future concerns. Because every woman in the Epsilon family is small and flat.

Epsilon looked at the body of the lineage and moaned, as the man looked at the head of the lineage and moaned. He said he would suffer defeat in the future.

So the moment Epsilon met it, he was struck as if struck by lightning.

Slime body suit.

I perceived the possibility at a glance and was distraught.

Usually she listens to all Shadow's words indispensably, nailed to a slime bodysuit just like Shadow's description.

Epsilon thought.

This can be served.

It didn't take three days for Epsilon to be able to manipulate the slime body suit freely.

In the name of practicing control, she wore a slim bodysuit constantly from that day on, serving it little by little, little by little.

Little by little, not to be suspected, but a little daring because it's a growing season.

And when she grew to some extent, she noticed.

Not enough texture.

Slime is only slime. It doesn't feel like it's real, it doesn't shake. From that day on Epsilon observed the beta as if it were an eyewitness, and in a few days it went as far as perfectly controlling the slime and recreating the shake and feel.

Come here. Epsilon's magic control was so extreme that Alpha roared.

And she was called the 'elaborate' Epsilon, which became a glance at everyone, but that didn't matter already.

More than that, Epsilon observed and fought Beta every day.

This guy is still getting big!?

It was a battle. It is an unbenevolent battle between nature and artifice.

As a result, Epsilon won the battle by serving on a platter. Humanity has always defeated natural threats.

But the price was also huge.

On the day she lost just a little pride, Epsilon looked at herself in the mirror and thought,

It's not balanced.

Unfortunately, she was in a luxurious, small shape.

But Epsilon used his clear brains to solve the problem and guide the answer.

Yeah, let's get our asses big and balanced, too.

As a result, that didn't just stop at the butt. She shapes her butt in a platter with slime, tightens her stomach with more slime, extends her legs with more secret boots and gets octahedral style, plus... I can't help but mention the details.

In short, she got the ultimate perfect flesh by means of a slimebody suit.

There was an endless effort there, an unawareness mindset that no one could understand, and the existence of a hateful favourite enemy.

Above all, I had feelings for my beloved Lord.

Epsilon's 'elaborate' is only a by-product. Her true power lies in the incredible physical defense gained by its thick slime.

And the running lights are over.

A descending shadow waves down the sword.

The crystal of her efforts is slashed.

Two of the softest lumps of a slime bodysuit danced through the universe.

At that moment Epsilon awakened.

In this place......

Here it is......!

I wonder if they'll find out!

Epsilon controls the remaining magic in the two chunks that dance through the universe and retains its shape.

Its technique of perfectly manipulating and controlling magic away from the flesh is so stunning that the more one sees it, the more he falls.

And at the same time it attracts magic and glues it instantly to where it was originally.

That control, which also doesn't allow discrepancies in millimetres, and the speed at which you instantly did all of them. Exactly divine.

Finally reproduce to the point of plung and shaking. This is the 'elaborate' Epsilon.

"Well done, 'Executioner' Venom... is that it?

Nelson saw Epsilon twice.

Epsilon, who should have been slashed, stood there completely intact.

On the contrary.

"Did you see...?

"Huh...?

What is the power until this overwhelming.

Nelson's knee shivered cataclysmically.

"Did you see anything?

"Hih... heh, I didn't see anything...!

"Did you guys see that?

Epsilon asked Rose and Alexia. They shook their heads sideways with the boom.

"Hey, come on"

Epsilon catches and drags Nelson's root.

"Hih! What are you doing," Executioner "Venom! Come on, help!!

"If you're an executioner..."

Epsilon speaks in Nelson's ear.

"I already killed him."

And the executioner's neck fell in potpourri.

"Hii, no, no, no, no, no!

Epsilon dragged Nelson as he was and disappeared behind the nearly closed door.

The door closes.

Shortly before closing, she popped out.

"Mr. Alexia!?

Ignoring Rose's stop, Alexia entered the door gap.

"Oh, too!

Rose also rolled in after him, and shortly afterwards the door closed.

And left a pale light and disappeared.