The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man - 174 Episode 50

When you come out of the building, you’re in front of the munks, who, without exception, have a thin creepy grin.

“Munk, you!!”

Akuw raising the anger. Not even on teeth, such as aquu.

“What’s the end?

Munk asks the old man with a long beard for his grey hair overlooking us with his darker eyes from the top of the building.

“The siege is complete. You can’t miss a bug.”

Copy that.

When Munk raises his right arm, he appears as dozens of black-coated armed groups gush out of the dark night, just as they surround us: on the hedge, on the building, etc.

That black outfit, you’re pretty well trained. No, more than that…

“You guys knew everything!

To the exasperating Akwu, the adventurers who came out of the building only smile with a nigga and a thin creepy grin.

“Akuw, no use”

The feeling of insect spit running tangled in this skin. Apparently, it’s too late for them.

“Ugh…”

Even as Satori fixes her gaze on Munk, her little lips tremble with a ghostly bloody face.

“Hey, Satori!

When Akuw screams at how it’s not Satori’s usual to tremble all over his body in small pieces,

“Akw… those aren’t the Munks”

That’s all I squeeze.

“What are you talking about!? I don’t care what you think, Munks!?”

From this ever desperate appearance of Akwu, you will be following Satori’s words as well as guessing. Don’t you want to believe it? Then I will force you to recognize the worst.

“I’ll show you proof.”

Activate [Explosive Thread] and when the thread appears behind the munk and wraps it around its neck, pull as hard as you can.

“Ha?”

A missing voice between somewhere in Munk shivers the eardrum.

At the same time, Munk’s head slowly falls to the ground.

“You!!”

to Akwu, who comes to me with a look of aggravation,

“Awkward. There’s no way there’s a human being who can’t even get a drop of blood out of his neck. Look at reality with your own eyes!

Indicate the tip of the index finger and fly the toe.

“Oh, hey!

“You’re lying…”

Stunning voice of the adventurers behind it. What else? Munk’s head, which should have fallen, was distorted, because when it became a purple poisonous liquid, it fused to the legs of Munk, who had lost his head.

And the cleavage surface of the neck rises, shaping the face and goes.

“Hina.”

Slightly, what was munk rips his mouth wide to his ear.

“Gray, what’s that?

That’s what Willie’s voice was asking, and they were trembling.

“At least you don’t look human.”

He answered as he turned slightly over his shoulder, but the receptionist, as well as Gaius, who was not usually likely to move, remained stiff with his eyes wide open. Damn, if you’re an adventurer, don’t be surprised at everything to this extent.

Well, you’re completely besieged, most importantly…

“Are you a hostage?

“Hmm, I don’t like to guess, poisonous liquor!

As Munk looked up at the gray-haired old man known as the poisonous liquor on the building, he was politely snuggling a knife into the throats of three monkey-dressed children.

Damn, this scumbag thought circuit is always the same.

“So? Are you going to kill those kids?

“Depends on what you do.”

In view of the subspecies addition and subtraction of this mastermind, there will be half a dozen places where we can help them. But I will never step on Jill again.

“Gray, don’t get your hands on me. A child’s life is a prerequisite.”

Willie has been pushing hard on me.

“Awful, what do we do with concessions to terrorists? That’s a good idea, isn’t it?

If we die, in the end, those kids won’t help us. Besides, there will always be only one way to deal with terrorists.

I lift my right arm,

“Whoa, don’t move!

I don’t mind the old grey-haired man stopping me, squealing my fingers.

That’s for a moment. Multiple lights pass and the heads of the three black-coated men with knives on the children’s throats blow away.

The boulder is Calogero, he seems to be doing well.

“Become!?”

The old man with gray hair on his long beard leaned back, shielding both his black clothes.

“Capture the hungry. If you stay one, you can kill me!

Fly directions out loud.

(Those are really offensive guys)

Trying to kill children, treating people like beasts? This old man is the kind of man I hate the most.

The line of light emitted from Calogero runs, and the head of the black outfit that attempted to reach the children flies again, shattered and shattered.

When I manipulated the atmosphere and floated the children, I drew them to me.

“Are you all right?

Ask as gently as you can to the children who wet their cheeks with tears.

“Yeah.”

A boy about seven or eight years old tends to nod hesitantly, but at the next moment, the boys smile and when they take the knife out of their nostalgia, one after the other they rush over to me and the receptionist at a speed they don’t think of as a child.

(Did this still happen?)

Even though I restrain the three of them from hurting them with [wind manipulation], the boys’ abdomen starts to glow.

“Damn!

While tongue punching, activate [Forced Pause (Sleep)] at all costs, and still keep only a few centimeters radius of the luminous torso area ice marinated by [Big Dragon of Ice (Kates)].

The boys weaken like a threaded doll. Now, let’s buy some time.

(Don’t be impressed in a way)

They get over what I set as a contraindication, lightly and one after the other. Maybe he’s a genius who pisses off a person named me.

“G., Mr. Gray, those kids…”

The receptionist asks me with a pale face as I wear my butt cake. All of a sudden, I was cut off by a child I protected. I guess so.

“It’s just like when Jill did. It must have been brainwashed and used in human bombs.”

“Humans… bombs…?

“If you leave me alone, I’ll be bokan.”

“Kusare – you out-of-the-way people!!!”

Did you finally understand the situation? His eyes pointed and his body trembled, and Gaius barked.

And that’s the same for the other adventurers. Everyone shines beastly rage on their faces and smiles at the munks.

“What happens to those kids?

The receptionist asks, alternating views of the boys lying on the ground with an overwhelming look.

“I don’t know. Until I can help, I promise, but this will buy me some time.”

“I’m always sorry.”

It doesn’t even look like Willie, and I’m going to say thank you.

“Take those children and evacuate to the Sagami Chamber of Commerce. Willie, do you know where it is?

“Oh.”

Willie nods loudly as he takes charge of the children.

“Ouilla will fight too.”

Akwu tries to get up, but he immediately attaches to it and is supported by Satori.

“I don’t need footprints! Get lost!”

“You know what I mean! Ouilla has a duty to do it!!”

Duty. Akuw’s people are just like Jill’s. That won’t help. Because, unlike the sleeping children, there is a distinct and unpleasant stench from the whole body. Those are no longer completely people.

“You’re gonna see something tough, aren’t you? Are you ready for that?

Even if you watch your people die right in front of you. It will continue to hurt itself for the rest of its life.

“It’s not a matter of readiness! I have to do it!!”

“Right…”

Have you treated children too much? Surely I should have made the same choice in Akwu’s position.

I stare at them, but when I point my right palm at Akwu, it activates the upper recovery (high heel).

to the scratches that heal as if it were a video rewind, to the obscure Akuw,

“Protect yourself.”

That’s all I told you.

“I’ll stay too”

The green-haired girl also took her place,

“I’m staying, too. It’s not sexual to just throw and run away with both young people.”

The red-haired old man – Gaius pulls out the big sword on his hips, too, and takes the stand.

You can tell by the look in your eyes. These guys don’t care what I say, they don’t flirt. That’s all they have faith in.

“Willie, please. Run through the mall. Coverage is mine.”

The use of metastases in this popular environment is hesitant to boulder. It would seem slightly more so now, but an unknown effort should be made wherever possible.

Together, with Calogero’s backup, we should be able to reach it safely.

“Wish me a good fight”

When Willie takes on the kids along with the other adventurers, he runs into the dark night.

“I’m glad I let you get away with it!!”

An old man with gray hair on his beard – a poisonous liquor screams, and three of the black-coated men try to keep track of Willie and the others,

“That’s my line.”

Fully captured in my [exploding thread].

“detonation”

Three whole bodies are shattered and blocked from sight.

“Become!?”

The poisonous liquor opens its eyes in amazement to the detonated men.

“Really unlucky”

“Right. You’re gonna die here.”

to Munk, who is spectacularly mistaken,

“You big dumb bastards!

Mullah’s anger echoes in his head. The voice contained plenty of anger and slight giving up emotions.

Sure, normally, they also consider the option of handing it over to the official constitution, but these guys are [Laguna]. Together with those in a certain cooperative relationship with the Gate nobility. If you give him a bad government constitution or something, he’ll be released for lack of evidence, I’m sure, around poisonous alcohol. I don’t have any fine dust to go on with such a weasel.

Most importantly, I’m the limit now.

So…

“Really, it’s bad luck.”

For the first time, I expose the emotions I’ve been holding back.

“Hih!!?”

A small scream comes from both black outfits.

“Ba, you bugger!!”

The poisonous liquor sweats sloppily like a waterfall, squeezing the words.

Bullshit. You stepped into our world without the least readiness? I can’t save you enough to laugh.

“Repent. You don’t need a handful of feelings.”

Let’s get started. The scum that portrayed this story touched my most disgusting and hateful contraindications. It woke up my monster who was asleep.

“Start Ravaging”

I make the final pronouncement with both fools.