Chapter 60 060Usd (1/2)

[6th] Welcome, Graduate!

“A warrior?”

“Are you a warrior, too? ”

We checked each other's jobs, no matter who came first.

I became a warrior and changed to 'unemployed’ shortly after I came here. What about the other guy?

A job is for a prince.

Unlike ”princesses,” which are more beautiful when their country is strong, ”princes” which are more practical in combat strength have many variables. Tr a ns lat e d by Jp ｍ t l.co ｍ

At last, the prince of the superpowers is ridiculously strong.

“The Divine Spirit is Class Z...? ”

“Then you're two Class Zs. ”

First, I observed the appearance of the prince.

Unlike the rugged princes in fairy tales, he was a man in his mid-30s with a slightly uncarved dirty beard.

The outfit was also far from the usual prince.

A pair of shiny silver triangle shorts on top of a muscular body like a bronze statue. The color was not easy to digest, but it even seemed to fit strangely. Tr an s l at ed by Jpmtl .coｍ

My interests were elsewhere

With abilities that size, he would be a natural healer without a single scar, but his body was filled with traces of numerous injuries.

“Humans aren't angels, but they're sacred... ”

“Are you a high school graduate? ”

We continued our search.

There is a parallel line that does not answer each other's questions, but I am nervous to gather more information.

Skill cannot be an indicator of absolute combat strength. But that was also a slightly different story.

The opponent has two Class Z skills.

This suggests that it is very large.

This is why other skills have to be sacrificed in order to break through the transcendent realm.

This means that the target has at least twice as many skills as me. He will have that much experience and experience.

Fighting like this can be dangerous.

Teacher, who is this?

▶ Awe: Old age warrior! I can't give you a detailed description because it's against the rules of staff, but it shouldn't be at the level of fantasia. How did you know to come in here...?

Old school warrior? T ra n sl at ed b y jpｍt l .ｃ oｍ

I don't think you're referring to a full-time warrior.

Because the warriors I know are not as strong as this prince.

Because the Demon King's Penalty and his Class Z Energy can simply overwhelm the Demon King Fedonar.

At that time,

“That's odd. It's too different from the report I received. ”

The prince looks at me like a zoo monkey.

“What, you bastard? ”

“... I've heard that modern warriors are a mess. Instead of trying to enhance her abilities, she only learned the tricks to collaborate poorly with the connections she made and drank... ”

The cloudy prince moves.

It was an ambush aiming to distract me from the conversation.

Right now, the problem is,

Faster!

It was too fast.

My body responded before my head, admiring his movements.

Boom! Flash! Tran s l ate d b y ｊpｍtl .c o ｍ

The back of my arm crosses the X's, and the prince's right hand clashes.

I couldn't even think of dodging or countering.

The prince's attack was swift and strong.

“Crazy…! ”

My mouth was filled with insults.

But it seemed like the prince was no different. He frowns, looking at his broken right wrist.

Dook.

The prince corrected his broken wrist without bulging.

“The general attribute reflection effect of divinity. If I did, I'd find all my skills in a sealed training room... ”

Objectively, in pure skill, the prince was superior to me.

But the surroundings kept me out of trouble. No, I took a step further from here and became the key to victory.

Because...

Type: Skill

Name: Holy

T r ans lated b y Ｊp m tl.c o m Grade: Z

▶ ZZ: Execute divine retribution. (0%)

▶ Z: Anyway, it's sacred.

⁄ SSS: Worshiped.

⁄ SS: Exercise divine reflection.

⁄ S: Ignores general attribute attacks.

⁄ A: Praise be to God.

Exhibit B: Cleanse Margie.

⁄ C: Performs sacred defenses.

⁄ D: Bless you.

⁄ E: Survive Margie.

⁄ F: Engages sacred attack.

An unintended death crisis.

I quickly analyzed the situation while my heart was trembling.

The opponent has no ”Magi” and ”Holy” stats. There were no special weapons, such as swords and swords.

He means me no harm.

‘No, not necessarily. ’

I don't know the Z grade effect of Skill Energy, but I also know the SSS grade. Therefore, it is okay to ignore the current Sun.

The problem is penetration of the Z grade.

Originally, this skill belonged to a support family for infiltrating restricted areas such as defense bases and security facilities.

However, as ratings go up, the area goes beyond places and objects and becomes vastly larger.

by infiltrating the organism's body.

Slightly across the area of the skill 'Penetration’.

“I'm sure it's challenging, but it's also part of your training. ”

A smiling prince looking at me.

Even if he hasn't lost his spare time, it's probably due to the effects of Penetration Z.

“It's not training, it's your funeral. ”

I provoked the prince, and this time I moved first.

Although the prince has 2 Class Z skills, penetration is not pure combat, it is an auxiliary skill.

There must be limits.

On the other hand, I had the teachings of Master Molang. The robustness of the flesh surpassed the human category.

Divine is the most powerful skill to be treated as a cheeky.

In other words, my defense has greatly exceeded the prince's attack power. Otherwise, I would have lost the first workshop.

But the prince hasn't noticed yet.

Boooong-

I pulled out a wooden club that I had tucked into my waist and swung it.

Until I took away what was placed in the beginner's room, I planned to use it for a while, but it was more tasty than I thought.

And it was gradually strengthened with my holiness.

I can tell just by looking at the broken so far.

“Slow.”

You hear the Prince's Pinzan.

“I know! ”

I swung a wooden club as soon as I got it.

Then, the prince's fist flew toward my left chest, sneering up his mouth and laughing.

“Sloppy.”

“I know! ”

Quick, quick!

A wooden club that I lowered vertically, aiming for the prince's head, hits the left shoulder.

The prince's fist, on the other hand, struck my left chest.

Given the circumstances, I'm overwhelmed.

But the result was different.

The prince's left shoulder was broken and his left arm twitched, but my left chest stopped on a line with torn clothes and a slight bruise.

“Hehe! Huh, how-heh?! ”

This time, I smashed the prince's head open with a wooden club. The attack was weak, but enough to cause a concussion.

“I know! ”

I know my body is strong.

You, too! Me, too!

It's my favorite fighting technique, and it's very effective against the skilled, neat, and attacking posse.

To a man as careless as this prince.

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff...!