The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man - 176 Episode 52

“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] ‘

Is this woman’s mechanical voice the voice of the world that happens every now and then?

“Ma, demon king?

The colors of intense anxiety stained both eyes of Gaius, who shrugged so.

Seeing from the way Gaius and the others were so overwhelmed, apparently, I wasn’t the only one who heard the voice right now. At least, it likely sounded to a certain extent. If you do, you’re gonna panic.

Nevertheless…

(The Demon King. Sure, I once destroyed two battalions -)

Suddenly, he accidentally suppresses his head with his right hand in severe pain as if even the nails that arise were punched.

Well, destroy two battalions? Such a historical fact, was it in a book in this world?

Indeed, the king of demons, the Demon King, appeared in this world six times. But it wasn’t the battalion that was destroyed, it should have been the country itself. Six times, because of the threat of the destruction of countless countries, the brave man who destroyed the Demon King for the fourth time founded the Adventurer Alliance. I don’t suppose it’s a mistake that two battalions were destroyed, but such a maniacal fact, I don’t really remember. Am I tired?

“Ihihihihi! I feel great. I can smash everything right now. I feel that way!!”

Munk dyed his whole body in poisonous purple looks up at the night sky with a trance look.

“Right. But hatred, garbage cleaning is still there. I don’t have time for clutterfish like you. I’m gonna kill you. Come on.”

I don’t know if it’s a lie to have a hostage. It might be too late if we don’t get there soon.

“Take me for a clutterfish!?”

to Munk, who opens his eyes wide and leans his neck and intimidates him,

“Hmm, did you hear anything else? Or, when you do it with the Demon King, you can’t understand the humanities? Well, we’re going to have to do something about it.”

Words are uttered as if the shoulders were flattered.

I’m not putting up a void, it’s just a fact. Munk’s average status is B +. Quite strong, but demonizing is not a great threat to me with true evil pronouncements. There can still be more humans in case.

Well, the title of Brave Men and others includes the ability to act like this demon, and if this mastermind is deliberately making the Demon King appear, it’s easy to say that measures can be taken.

My average status now relative to Horn to Horn and Munk is S -. S + to Magic Power. I can’t even deal with them.

“You!!”

When I apply Invisible Labyrinth, an invisible labyrinth to Gaius and the others, I walk slowly toward Munk, who comes to me with a look of aggravation.

“You lick me!!”

Countless fluids separate from Munk’s body and kill it on my skin.

“Oh, hey!

Ignoring Gaius’s hazy voice, I don’t even pay for the adhesive purple liquid, I approach Munk.

“Hey, why, it doesn’t work!?”

Again, he releases countless purple thorns at me, but only blows with wind pressure swinging his right arm.

“Damn!! I’ll keep swallowing you!!”

swallowed me out of my head when Munk’s entire body became warped spherical.

“Well, now you’re in my stomach too…”

“Depressing.”

Grab the liquid and I’ll use my magic.

“Ababa Bubba Bubba!!?”

Munk looks up at me, exhaling in a rough breath as he crawls to the floor as he rapidly gathers to form a human form as he puts up his damned voice and smashes it.

“Why!? This way, any guy could have ruled!

“I don’t know.”

I took the stand and lowered my center of gravity, pulling my right elbow and putting my magic on my fist to start the rush.

Munk’s body shattered with one blow. Beat every drop, every drop of it that flies through the universe.

Make sure the droplets have completely begun to fly, and I’ll fist down.

Water droplets had gathered to form a human form, but they felt less powerful than they had been before demonization. Apparently, that was fatal earlier.

“You… what the fuck? Legendary Brave…… is it?

Lie back, Munk asks me.

“I’m the brave one? Ha! Stop it. It’s not such a special victory.”

In view of the lives of those I have taken, it would be the opposite.

“Then what!?”

He said, “I’m a human being.”

“You’re kidding me! It’s ridiculous how a human being can have such a power.”

“I don’t care who I am. More than that, stand up. I’ll beat you back before I send you to Yellow Springs, your moist guts.”

Munk stared at my face like he was temporarily taken aback, but when he puffed out,

“Horrible -”

Turn your face into a mysterious face, get up and pose as you yolo.

When I grip my right fist, it hits him in the head unconstitutionally.

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“Kuku… did I lose… oh, I thought I was stronger than Aku at last than anyone else”

Munk’s expression was as calm as years of clichés had fallen. Maybe this guy right now can listen to what he wants to hear.

“One last thing, let me hear it. Why did you sell a boy named Badrak? It wasn’t even much money, was it?

Yes. This was the only mystery in this case.

Hostilities against critical guilds such as selling adventurers with no claims. The fact that the slave trader’s former tightening had accepted such danger was in itself a rather odd story. In short, the risks and the profits gained from committing them were clearly not commensurate.

“I don’t know. Isn’t that because you’re upset?”

“Because a boy named Badrak was between other organizations?

Munk’s serene face slightly distorts. Is it still bingo?

Even if it was the Adventurer’s biggest contraindication. If it was just injury and trafficking in human beings, Munk would have been immediately captured. Yet Willie and the others have not moved for three weeks since I submitted them to the Alliance. I had already submitted material that could be used as evidence. Even if delayed because of the [human slime case], the backup investigation alone is too long for three weeks.

“Badrak is the wrong guy!? What do you mean!?

The question of the screaming Akuw was answered by -.

“A boy named Badrack was between the Episcopal States of Esters. That’s why he was sold as a criminal slave.”

Looking back, there was a man standing with a beard that was badly eyed by the trademark.

“Investigation dog, were you still here”

Baron Hakrow shook his shoulders at my words,

“Of course I did. Anyway, one of the top executives of [Laguna], who has been our grief for many years, is capable of capturing poisonous alcohol.”

I responded as expected.

There was no way this man wasn’t involved from the edge. Did you refrain in the back of that room where Lillinor and the others were?

“What do you mean? I’m refreshed.”

to Akwu, who groans with his head,

“I cut off that hungry ghost’s right arm and sold it off. That’s all.”

Munk speaks out on the top of the Buddha.

“Did I say that? A boy named Badrack is the one who broke into our country from an early age in the Episcopal State of Esters, where he was trained in combat and secrecy. His right arm was cut off when your people stopped him for life.”

“Why did the Episcopal Church of Esters take me?

Deep sighs rise from Gaius and Baron Hakrow to Akwu’s doubts with a trembling voice. That’s right. Because this recognition of Akwu is the biggest cause in this case. In short, the sides were too sweet.

“Because you’re only three S-ranked adventurers in the world.”

If it is also S-ranked, it is no longer equal to a human weapon. The bigger countries that aim to expand their armaments, the more people they’ll want.

“You mean solicit? But I didn’t say a word.”

“Naturally. What the Holy Nation has been trying to do is an intimidating solicitation that has drawn your exposures.”

Baron Hakrow throws a bunch of paper on the ground.

“Stop!!”

Change the blood phase, Munk gets dramatically high.

I don’t mind, when I pick up the material, it turns into a piecemeal aquu.

“My parents were the son of Teng, who caused that Scrub Hate tragedy, and I was secretly deposited in this Straheim orphanage at an early age?”

Scrub Hate tragedy – was it the worst ruler who attacked the neutral big city of Scrub Hate for no great reason, torturing and killing thousands of people? In the end, they bought and destroyed the anger of the three great Powers, including the Empire, which had trade at the time.

The descendants are still under nomination arrangements. Trying to execute even innocent blood relatives? They really don’t come down.

“Believe me! That is all a lie!!”

Both from this desperate shape of Munk and from the dull I began to see what Munk had been trying to protect.

Munk is an indisputable villain. From the circumstances investigated by Klama, those who cried not less than threats, injuries, etc. to the adventurers of the new America did do so, and they must have thought about Munk’s protection and put on the devil’s sweet words in this case.

But there were certainly some things that I couldn’t give away even if they targeted my life from Akwu. Is that it?

“It’s the truth. Let’s not make our intelligence skills sweet.”

Baron Hakrow’s assertion, Akwu drops his shoulder and goes as far as beside Munk.

“Big idiot.”

to the crying Akuw, Munk exhaled loudly,

“Ugh. I killed them. I’m not with you anymore. I’m not with you anymore.”

That’s how I say it.

“You…”

Akuw tries to open his mouth,

“Well, it seems like it’s time to end the futility story”

blocked by Munk’s words. It was already weathered to Munk’s ankle, worn out.

“Hey! Hold on!

The collapse had reached the waist.

“Satori, please Akwu”

“Yeah.”

to Satori’s nodding appearance, as reassured, Munk nodded several times,

“Oh, I wonder where I went crazy. I was going to be an adventurer beyond Akuw and serve women from all over the country.”

“You did.”

Akuw hammers.

“I really enjoyed every day with Akwu and Clan up and more company”

“Right.”

I can’t see my eyes anymore, and I can’t even hear Akuw. Even being conscious is suspicious. but to Munk, who continues to monologue, Akwu continued to snort.

“That’s right. Yes, it was. I wonder why I forgot all this time. I hoped that happiness would continue. So I…”

“Hey Munk!!”

to Akwu’s scream, Munk smiled,

“Because I’m their brother…”

The word finally became worn out dust and weathered.

“Munk!!!”

Akuw’s sad voice was a wooden spirit all around him.