Chapter 231 – Chapter 231: Outrage 3
A spirit knight wearing a large armor like a space suit
A magic knight who jumped through the air in casual clothes and seemed to fly.
If you do that in an alleyway, people’s eyes will gather
The barrier installed by the magic knight seemed to be stronger than expected.
“First of all, apologize, you idiot!”
“Sorry!”
With that thought in mind, I look at the end of the alley, at the boulevard where people pass by.
The magic knight, guessing something, bowed his small head and shouted loudly.
Ah, come to think of it, he ran over and hugged me and slammed his face into my chest.
Me and my incarnations have gotten used to my minor body touches, but that’s about my incarnations.
Did these women, who were completely gay, rub their heads against the male constellation’s chest and hug them?
Prior to the class difference between the Constellation and the Incarnation, they are usually arrested for sexual harassment.
“I’m fine, but didn’t you mean to go down there?”
“Yes? Oh, yes!”
Of course, I wouldn’t call the police if a woman jumped into my arms and hugged me.
It would be a little annoying if you got bruises from the heavy armor, but
Can a soft woman in plain clothes get angry at being hugged?
Gently comforting the knight whose complexion is getting worse and worse, he points his finger toward the basement.
Then, like in a masquerade, changing the mask in an instant
The two bewildered faces quickly regain their composure and stare into the cellar.
‘Still, I’m a finalist, so this is it.’
The greatest talent ever produced at the academy.
Even if it’s not to the level of Alice who controls the clouds of the continent alone and covers the city
Isn’t he a talented person who can confidently say that he has stood above billions of people?
“Then, it’s a bit off, but let’s stick with the strategy.”
“Yes, we are already ready to rush in.”
“The barrier… You don’t need to disarm it.
Instead of a girl who buries her face in a man’s chest and blushes to the point of looking stupid
A knight pulled out a long sword in skinny jeans that did n’t even fit in his wallet and his was in front of his eyes.
The wind blew into the silver-gray armor, and the large armor scattered like a haze.
At the same time, a magic knight with a sword drawn floats a magic circle on the soles of his shoes and jumps over the building.
The sound came from the walkie-talkie, not from the other side, perhaps jumping through the air and skipping the five-story small villa.
– Now!
“Rush!”
The two of them melted into the basement in style, but the results were not seen until the end.
Yes, there was a magic circle in the basement of this villa, but there were no people.
I’ll take care of the aftermath, so I’ll have to go see some more interesting contestants.
― What is it, it’s empty… Sewer pipe!
I wondered if I couldn’t even find the brainwashing magic circle.
I don’t think it’s that low level.
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Touring the continent was more cumbersome than I thought, but it was fun enough to be rewarding.
Yes, to the story that the apocalypseists persisted in surviving 80 years ago.
It wasn’t just the tournament finalists who came to the North Continent out of anger.
From veterans who occupied a corner of the academy and sang military songs every day to exercise
Even the extremist Constellation Lovers who came to watch the tournament.
In a situation where the northern continent constellations all came out to prove the innocence of their incarnations
Even the bitches whose eyes turned upside down came in from the outside.
It would be good to say that there is hardly a city where there is no tumult and commotion.
“The Constellation Master saw me!”
“Ssongjwaniim! What’s in this?”
After poking around with so many people,
Of course, the story spread through the Internet, which is faster than my travel speed.
Lee Ha-rin, reading articles about me at the academy, must shed bloody tears.
Even now, there are a few incarnations who have put the silver cover out of their minds.
It’s because you’re yelling at me to the point where your tone is crooked.
A question that is loud enough to make you scream while singing a high-pitched phrase.
“It’s empty there!”
“I’m sorry! Hey, go right in!”
With a crazy bitch laughing happily and exploding explosives
The incarnations wearing gas masks and jumping into the basement.
It’s so confusing that I can’t even guess what kind of superpower it is.
At first glance, they are Slavic beauties.
Jump in with a Molotov cocktail in one hand and a pipe bomb in the other.
No… A gas mask, bikini top, and jeans, what kind of combination is that?
“3, 2, 1, BoooooM!”
“Kyaha! Enter, enter, enter!”
Rather than being pleasant, the incarnations of the North Continent jump in like crazy bitches at the end of the century.
Seeing them physically erase the magic circle in the basement instead of unlocking it.
The feeling of being very satisfied wells up in a corner of your heart.
I’m in reverse of the chews who tried to fuck me.
The tall building was covered in black smoke, but I don’t know what I did wrong.
I have already visited more than 20 times where I was interested in watching through the screen.
It means that I destroyed more than 20 of their hideouts in half a day at most.
Of course, there must be a lot of scenes where soldiers and incarnations push me away without me.
All the foundations built up by the apocalypseists who attacked me for 80 years will burn.
The scene where the brainwashed people are stunned and dragged away, and the basement where the magic circle is located is smashed.
Just looking at them already warms up a corner of my heart and makes me feel refreshed.
“Found!”
“Well?”
While thinking that, I looked up at the building that was engulfed in flames instead of smoke.
From the far end of the alleyway, a sharp shouting sound is heard.
Not the incarnations of insanity, wearing bikinis and jeans in this cold weather, revealing narrow waists.
A woman wearing thick fur and covering her face with a mask that anyone would say looks suspicious.
“Muh, lethargic Akmoong! You dirty black hair!”
“I know who you are… Even if you don’t tell me.”
Because on this continent, there’s only one class of people who have a problem with hair color.
Are you a victim of brainwashing or an executive holding a brainwashing app?
Anyway, it seems that he came to me after seeing my sightings on the Internet.
“A filthy male prostitute! Receive the judgment of justice!”
“No, put it in your mouth…”
A bitch running in a suspiciously straight line with her hands inside her thick fur coat.
Even from afar, it seems that he is an apocalypseist who is so excited that his eyes are red and bloodshot.
I don’t think I’m a victim of brainwashing, so my mind is calm.
Because it was damn slow.
‘What is it really, you bastard.’
They run fiercely, but that’s about it.
Far from being comparable to incarnations whose bodies were strengthened with magical powers,
His running speed is similar to that of male students who are training at the academy.
She even put her hand her in her arms her and staggered away because of her posture her.
As she gazes at her avatar her with her magical powers wrapped around it, she yawns in boredom.
By the time she got so close that her red hair could be seen through her furry hat and mask that she was wearing tightly-
“Yayyap!”
A square, but bigger machine than a smart phone protrudes from the woman’s arms her.
Are you carrying around a tablet PC to make the hypnosis app bigger?
Did you put something vaguely large in your arms and run back and forth waddlingly and slowly?
Haha!”
The red-haired bitch gasped and gasped as she stared blankly at the ridiculous comedy.
Judging from how tired he was after running just over 100m, it doesn’t seem like he was an incarnation.
He waddled down the alley and took out his tablet PC as if pulling out a gun.
He held the screen of the hypnosis app at me with both hands as if he was shooting some kind of beam.
I smiled triumphantly as I shut my mouth tight as if I was watching an asshole.
“As expected, I was chosen!”
He looks so ugly that he wants to punch something hard right now.
Still, I was curious about what he was thinking.
It was hard to see such an ugly group of humans even in the previous Apocalypse.
At least the guy who opened the fire door in front of a group of mutants and yelled at them before running back?
No, he was crazy, but he didn’t look like a idiot.
Because he was the one who cried out to accept the ordeal even when his limbs and body his were being torn apart.
“Huh,hehe! Even a constellation wasn’t much! As expected, I’m amazing!”
But it’s kind of annoying that there’s no explanation and the constant self-congratulations.
Her hair is red, but seeing as she’s not an incarnation, isn’t it just a bait for bait?
As I was idly watching the ugliness, a scenario popped into my head.
From what I’ve seen, doomsdayists seem to get red hair, regardless of ability.
Maybe he has an inferiority complex for not being incarnated, and then he goes on a rampage after receiving a hypnosis app.
In the meantime, he was like a communication addict, so he came to see me after seeing my eyewitness story on the Internet.
“Bur, burr, take it off!”
“Yes?”
“Take off all your clothes!”
As I was thinking that, the guy yelled at me.
Ragged breathing that cannot be calmed down, eyes that are red and bloodshot,
Even the untidy red muddy hair visible under the fur hat.
If she had been a little slender red-haired beauty, she would have matched the rhythm.
It is absurd to see samples of idiots shouting to take off their clothes first.
“No.”
“Uh… Why? Why?”
“Because brainwashing doesn’t work, you idiot.”
Anyway, he looks like he’ll be doing a lot of internet.
Don’t you know that the magic that nullifies the brainwashing magic circle has already been distributed?
