An S-ranked Party’s Burden Tamer, I Awoke My True Power by Killing a Familiar ~The Exiled Tamer is Actually the Only Necromancer in the World. Unknowingly Becoming the Strongest While Enjoying this Excess Power~ - 201 201 Elf instead

Mileoro kicks Don and the lab desk.

While Quéla was scared, Mail looked at her without expression.

“Dragon God… I don’t hear you, you monster…”

“Besides, curse me…..”

“Aaah!?You can undo the Dragon Curse!?

Mileoro yells at me and Quéla shrinks.

Mileoro thought about it again, scratching his nails irritatingly.

It is also unusual for Mileoro to be so frustrated.

The existence of the dragon was a major miscalculation.

“Shit… I left extra souvenirs when I couldn’t get an elf…”

The curse of Verimorus.

Mileoro realized that it was definitely corrosive to himself, but he couldn’t even judge its effects.

That’s all, there was a huge difference between the dragon and itself.

“Mail… is there nothing there, sir?

“Nh… The curse only affects Milleolo.”

That’s cool.

Mileoro approached Mail, of course.

“You know what I mean?What is the purpose of this elf hunt? ”

“Nh….”

Mileoro laughed satisfied that Mail had nodded.

“I’m not. We can only fight if we win, Sa.”

“I know.”

“Instead of an elf….”

Quéla finally noticed Mileoro’s intentions and stood there.

Elf hunting. The aim was to enhance their combat power by creating magic equipment that utilized the vast magic and vitality of elves.

Conversely, the killed elf was absorbed by the enemy Land and subjected to a further mysterious curse.

The only way to win from here was for someone to take the place of an elf.

“I’m Sa. It’s working.”

“Nh….”

“Eh….”

I wondered if the dark lab was filled with light, and by the next moment, Mileoro was gone.

Instead…

“Gh….”

“Are you okay!?Mail… I sweat so much… ”

“Big Brother… husband… this is… Milleolo’s…”

Mileoro chose to leave his power to Mail.

I don’t know what the curse is, but I think this is the best.

I am not obsessed with my body.

For Mileoro, whose body had been messing around, there was no resistance to him abandoning his body and empowering Mail.

“… if you’re alarmed, you’ll have it…”

The spirit of Mail and Myreolo continues to grind on a delicate balance.

But the power was immeasurable, even with the Quela, which was supposed to have the greatest power on the continent, which was no longer regarded as a candidate for the Virgin.