The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man - 175 Episode 51

Nasal cry. That would be the best word to manifest this occasion.

With countless red threads strewn out in the air, several of the black-coated men who were resolutely headed for that reddish monster (Gray) are captured, twisted all over their bodies and hanging in the air as puppets.

“I don’t like it anymore!!”

“You can’t beat that!!”

Two people dressed in black fled outside the mansion at first sight,

“Come on, don’t run away!

Instructions for poisoned liquor flies upside down.

Gray makes a fist grip that looks like a hundred million bucks, extending his right index finger and middle finger, bending towards the night sky.

“YAY, NO!!!”

The two black outfits, who tried to escape, lift up into the air and go squeezed as if they were borough rags. The flesh pulled, and the blood all over his body plummeted to the ground.

Already, a few black outfits with a few left will also weep, kneel down, lose their hips, incontinence, desecrate, and just continue to offer prayers of mercy to God.

(Is that really a person?

While he was aware of his own teeth beating into small pieces, Satori was asking himself questions that he didn’t even know how many times he held them.

Such a phenomenon, the legendary English-spirited Holy Spirit King told to the Elves, will not be able to wake him without it. No, in the first place, that’s not such an innocent existence. More like a better collection of evil in this world -.

“Grrr!!”

The last black outfits are burned with the voice of the disconnected demon.

The wind walls blocked the exit and they were seared and burned to death in it.

As long as you are a person, there is something called fear that you have to feel. That being causes such a root fear.

Now, even though I’m not relative as an enemy, because Satori was far more horrible to Gray than some monstrous munk or poisonous liquor.

That’s why…

“We’ll do it, won’t we? But don’t you think? Capture the hungry elsewhere.”

You shut up.

Words don’t last till the end, Munk’s head burns up.

Gray did not make it slight, but watched the fellows who belonged to the same group of adventurers (clans) as Satori, who turned me into a bakery.

The eyes stained with that red that sees them contained no anger or hatred, and only strong emotions of pity dwelt in colour.

“Hey, can you hear me? I’ll free you from that damned curse now. And last but not least, do you have something to say to your people?

To Gray’s cry, the whole body of his companions moves viculently, suddenly, a faint, creepy grin disappears.

“Kill me!!”

A mouth arises on Munk’s feet, commanding his men. Neither does any of my people move with Pickle in a voice that contains plenty of that first-born Munk’s anger and agony.

Instead, however, green liquid began to flow out of my eyes like tears.

“What the hell!? This is my order! Kill that hungry ghost ASAP!! ‘

Munk’s head-like things thrive, forming his face, yet curling with an awesome sword screen.

“A… kuw…, you… n”

The brunette youth of the member speaks out in a sorry way. He was originally a person who hated crooked things. He wasn’t supposed to be involved in such a scumbag business.

“Now… I’m… going to… Bye”

A blonde young man utters his words of penance as he wets his cheeks with green tears. He’s a crybaby, always, munks, tough senior adventurers, and he’s often asked Satori for help.

“Mr. Akwu……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

A skinhead man squeaks like sorry. He is a member’s summariser. He was a brother. It’s completely changed, but he was originally a man of a strong sense of responsibility. That’s why I was helping Munk with such a despicable act. Satori doesn’t even know that.

The only thing I know, folks, is that only this feeling right now is a word from the bottom of my heart.

Because as all members spoke, they drooled green liquid from both eyes, mouth and ears, and their faces were dissolved in drools.

“Useless together!!”

Even if Munk raises his right arm,

“So I’m asking you to keep your mouth shut for a little while”

Taking advantage of his grumpy voice, a black thunder fell on Munk’s head, without even screaming, becoming a green liquid and splashing on all sides.

“Oyla’s the one… sorry I didn’t notice you”

Akuw was wetting his face slightly with tears and runny nose, yet shivering his jaw into small pieces.

“Aww! Face up! Your family is risking their lives to tell them! That last masterpiece, show him off!!”

From Gray, a claw flies, and Akuw looks up and trembles.

“” Thank you so much. “”

Everyone smiles like a cliché has fallen. At the same time, the wall of flames falls quietly from overhead, turning everything into dust.

For Satori, only Aku was the object of obsession, and he thought only to the extent of other humans and other just barbaric monkeys. It was supposed to be, but intense sense of loss and sadness, regret shuffled and messed up, and I don’t know why. I just couldn’t even stop crying.

“Hey, Gray! The poison booze has escaped!

Gaius, an adventurer guild hero and former S-ranked adventurer – a red-haired reaper, shouts out to Gray.

“There’s no problem there. I’ve already tracked it. More than that, we’ll be back. Be careful. A little bit of a nasty sign.”

While Gray stares at a point, he gives instructions to get far enough with his right hand.

At that time…

“The germination of the seeds of the Demon King species held by Munk has been confirmed. Munk will evolve from [Duke of Slime] to [Demon King Munk] ‘

An inorganic woman’s voice turned against her head.