142 138 Sometimes I take risks and go get the benefit (1/2)

A nightmare sight for some people.

To a third party, it is painful, pitiable and indifferent to one person to be overrun by a different strain of beings.

So, from the point of view of the people involved?

It would be a nightmare for the person being overrun, as I said before.

And to the one being overrun, it is a nightmare.

You're not smart. Are you still a man?

The feeling of fun was temporary, but when it was over, I was filled with the feeling of being inadequate.

When I first joined the company, I wondered if I would ever be able to step into the realm of the instructors, but now I have a strange feeling that I can at least get a glimpse of what they are doing.

When I was calling Suela by her nickname, I couldn't imagine her being able to do such a warrior-like thing, and day after day, over and over again, she seemed slimmer and less powerful than me, and even then, if you put me and Suela together and asked someone on the street who looked stronger, I would be the one to beat them. I was beaten down many times by circumstances.

It was definitely the most ripped off period of my life.

But I still stood up.

That experience made me groan and crawl down on the ground and swear at the soldiers who looked at me like I was a monster instead of a human being.

I'm not sure if it's the influence of my instructors or not, but I've developed a habit of enjoying battles, and fighting soldiers who immediately gave up when they realized they couldn't win was too one-sided and boring for me.

The ”Lord

”What?

Himikku spoke to me in a tone of voice as if he was worried about my condition.

”It's boring to walk around all the time.

”Work is like that. Be patient.

Correction, there was not a shred of worry in this fallen angel.

Only feelings of dissatisfaction with the behavior.

It's no exaggeration to say that the action was a march, not a walk.

I'm the only one who fights, and I won't let Himikku get in the way of anything.

Someone who doesn't fight for a living would be intimidated by this position, or disgruntled if they do.

The Lord has been asking me to be patient with you for some time now, and I'm not happy about it.

You were already complaining with your eyes.

An angel would have told you to restrain yourself a bit more, but since you're already fallen, it was meaningless.

”Keep your complaints to your big, fat bosom for a sweet treat when you get home.

The words are half-appropriate and mixed in with s*xual harassment, but I wanted to end this useless conversation early as my eyes and ears are filled with information about the approach of my true love, which is an efficient response.

”Mm, okay Lord. I'm willing to put all of this emotion away for the sake of sweetness, by the way, Lord, what kind of sweetness is that?

Despite the fact that he pointed to his ample breasts, his mind couldn't care less about Himik, who is already dreaming of an unknown sweetness.

The average woman should be able to show some disgust at the word, but is that okay?　I'm sure you'll agree with me if you're okay with it.

I don't know much about this guy when he was an angel, but isn't he too loyal to his desires since his fall?

I've heard that honors students become delinquent because they are too repressed and the stress is too much and they get demonized. ......

Is it because of stress that this guy has gotten so out of control?

I feel like I've been shown the reality that the stresses that consume modern office workers are also effective for angels.

Well, I wish there was someone you knew, but we can't even have dessert if we don't get rid of the d*mn thing first.

”Do I still have to beat it?

”Dumbass, you're not listening to me. It won't matter if I don't beat it.

It will be more effective if I take down the big guy for what's to come.

Keep Himikku as a trump card.

I thought I could catch the real target if I went on the rampage, and I was not wrong in my prediction.

Slowly, the hulking body appeared in front of me, shaking the surrounding buildings slightly.

”I've fought golems many times, but never one this big!

I thought it was huge from a distance, but it appears even bigger up close.

The distance between you and the enemy, less than a hundred meters from your senses, and ten paces from his stride, would be enough to get you in range.

How far away I would be in less than two seconds, how far away they are.

Armor strength, armor type, mobility, reaction time, etc...

Guess a variety of information as you watch it move, and range the numbers up and down.

Don't be overconfident, but just for reference, hold the mineral tree in a relaxed and relaxed posture and place it on your shoulder to respond as needed.

Recently, this has become the basic stance.

A stance that is not a posture.

Some say it is more efficient to not hold a stance when you are in the realm of a master, but unfortunately, I am not in that realm.

I'm my own swordsman who knows the technique but can't fully master it.

I've built up my strength under the tutelage of those who train me in physical techniques, so I've developed my sensory perception of fighting.

You are an inexperienced warrior in the middle of training, but fortunately, you still have room to grow, so you will continue to devote yourself to go as far as you can.

It's a good foundation, but it will never be a sword of orthodoxy, but I'm okay with this.

Yeah, yeah. That's unbeatable.

Even with such a discipline, the strength of the enemy can be roughly measured.

It's not carelessness or arrogance.

It's just a feeling, but I know that if I fight normally, I can win.

It's been a long time since I've felt this sensation with my first opponent, but within that sensation there is a subtle but uncomfortable sensation.

I don't know why.

You have the feeling that you won't lose and won't struggle, but you feel the possibility that you might struggle.

Should I say that I will struggle if my original ability as a golem is used to its fullest extent?

I feel like I'm missing something.

The warning to be on your guard is firmly engrained in your head, and you bend forward slightly to get it over with, but

”Hmm?

What's wrong with my opponent?

My opponent doesn't move in response to my movements.

I had expected the battle to start without question at the beginning of the encounter, but the golem had stopped moving since it appeared in front of me.

Judging from the movements of the soldiers and the orders they would have been given, their movements can only be described as unnatural.

After all, it was walking down this main street with a winged himikku in tow.

Naturally, he engaged the soldier, and then, as I had expected, he didn't listen to me, blowing his whistle to get reinforcements and attacked us all at once.

At that time, my expectation that they were ordered to attack us without any kind of tolerance, without taking any kind of posture, became certain.

As proof of this, a soldier was positioned in the direction where I was walking, thinking that the golem would be ahead of me.

I tried to talk to him as a matter of fact, but he wouldn't listen to me.

My words were answered with a variety of weapons and magic, starting with an iron sword full of murderous intent.

At first I tried to talk to him without attacking him seriously at first, but he wouldn't listen to me, or rather, I got annoyed with his licking of human beings and switched to a game of overrun from the middle.

I'm sure you'll feel like you're being run over by a lower tribe if you're called a lower tribe.

It's a battle that won't end until one of us is defeated.

I'm sure the battle with this golem, the enemy's trump card, would be the end point, but I thought we would fight it right away, no questions asked.

But this was not the case.

”Lord, the golem's magic power is increasing rapidly.

”Oh, I know it when I see it.

Instead, something magical, like red smoke, began to billow out.

As an added bonus, something like static electricity is also beginning to appear.

The movement is not a fighting gesture.

The ”Lord