[31st] Glaring Body
He was a very unusual man.
A crow sits on the right shoulder like a shoulder, and a master rattles on the left shoulder.
Like an animal trainer?
And a face that resembles a runaway senior.
If you ask me if I'm more handsome, I'll tell you the opposite.
T r ansla t ed by Ｊpmt l.c o m If they're related, it's obvious that she's a lowly woman, so the gene has been improved.
He said.
“I thought the contract had suddenly been terminated and my grandson had died. Then I was in a hurry to find some supplies...”
“Raagh.”
“Don't you care about this crow, young warrior? He's like pet number two. ”
Come on. Come on.
“And this is the number one secretary. Unlike that, he's a very talented fellow. ”
I turned my head and listened to him, holding between the six and seven cervical vertebrae. T ransla te d by jpｍt l .coｍ
“Your grandson? ”
“Yes. In advance, given the approximate circumstances, it's one of many offspring. ”
“Then is it okay for one of your descendants to die? ”
“Haha! You must be mistaken. ”
“...... ”
I have kept silent.
Honestly, I'm sick of their enormity.
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I was bored with the number of providence like the stars in the night sky.
There were many absurd things, but the total amount of power that was accumulated was not something I could compare it to.
If you fight, you will be crumbled like powder with no room for action.
Is that realistic?
“Don't mind this. It's just a combination of the forces of some gods who have reached providence. ”
“...... ”
Tr a n sla t e d by Jpｍ t l .coｍ “That individual is not that great. The providence you have must be queek three. Numbers are not a measure of abilities, but they're not that different from you as one. ”
A man who says his providence is three and the rest is not.
So I was even more curious.
“Who are you, other than a pet on your shoulder? ”
“Commander, commonly referred to as the Commander. It's like being in an alley, isn't it? Hahaha!”
“...... ”
“Hehe. You're not joking. Maybe it's just the situation. I...”
A very cheerful gentleman laughs
A goddess who is too naive waves her bandages
A very urgent drink is dark
“Here it is. ”
“Whoa…”
The other two don't know where they are hiding, but three great gods have gathered, the strongest in the universe.
The presence in front of us is one of them.
So where were we?
Tra nsl a te d by Jp mtl.c om “I am the General Commander. We use providence entrusted to us by some gods to deal with the enormous events that take place in space. The problem with grandchildren... is they belong to something as small as dust. ”
“What's the big deal for you? ”
“Fifty billion people saved before being sucked into a black hole and moved to a safe galaxy? ”
“...... ”
I lost my words because the scale was so stupid.
“The problem between man and man. It's very trivial for me. I don't have time to care about the unfortunate few, but I'm numb to death or injury to millions. ”
“...... ”
“This was... not to be alarming. Looking at you, it reminds me of my youthful vigor. ”
I felt goosebumps as I listened to the story of some monk.
Because his life is very similar to the ‘life of a warrior’ I have been pursuing since the first time.
It's just a huge expansion from country to space.
“You...”
“Talk to me.”
“No. Nothing. ”
I couldn't even ask.
Are you humanely satisfied with the current self that's been broken somewhere? T r ans l ate d b y Jp m t l .ｃ oｍ
He smiles bitterly.
“I've known about your grandchildren for a long time. ”
“Ugh…?! ”
“Yes, this grandfather doesn't know. You know how good my secretary is. ”
Come on. Come on.
A rainbow slime, which became the grandfather of Master Molang, was floating on the shoulders of a monk.
Pope Molang.
It's a really cool roar.
“But grandchildren's mistakes, from a cosmic point of view, belong to a very small axis. Although he was a bit of a womanizer, his political prowess was very good. The peaceful performance of operating one galaxy, covering its mistakes, remained. ”
“So you want me to forgive you? ”
“Ah, again, don't get me wrong. There are a lot of candidates who can run a galaxy. Smart Molasses, naive Molasses, friendly Molasses, smart Molasses. Honest Molasses, cold Molasses, etc. If you look, there will be more. ”
“Oh, yes...”
Brothers of Master Molan have been playing all over the universe.
“I knew I had to leave my grandson alone because I had to punish billions more tyrants than him. If only my grandchildren were to be punished, that would be a pity. And in a perfect world ruled by Molang, a new god like you will never be born. It's how we make heroes. ”
“That's a strange policy. ”
Deliberately neglected to create a new God?
“Fair human being. Look back at your life. The first time you ever graduated Fantasy under the name Strong Water, would you have been as strong as you are now? ”
“...... ”
We don't know that.
But most likely not.
It would have been a pity to lose a year, but it would have been socially significant by practicing Master Molang's teachings.
Especially athletes.
I will be able to wipe out the Olympic gold medal myself.
World Cup? I am confident that football can win 11-to-1 matches without a goalkeeper and supervisor.
But there is no "warrior" anywhere. You must be sick of it.
“I am so grateful that a great god like you was born. ”
“Why are you? ”
“The reason I became the general commander of all gods is to confront the most powerful enemy in the universe. His name is Solo. Instead of winning a war against all the gods in the distant past. And I'm building an alliance of the gods in case Solo shows up again. That's why new gods are always welcome. ”
“Solo...”
It's a very lonely alternative to a name.
Come on. Come on.
“My secretary did a little research on you, and it was absolutely gorgeous. The Panthazia School of Education was a world that completely blocked the way to becoming a god. because weaved implants don't create autonomy. And yet, in this terrible environment, you've reached third-rate status in just 200 years. Did Lotus blossom-like refusal raise you? I'd love to talk more about that, but I don't have time. ”
“Huh? Huh? ”
Obviously, the runaway senior who was in my hands disappeared.
“I will deal with my bad grandson with honor and certainty. 100 years of Panchon. It has been, and it will be, ever. It may sound strange, but his greatest sin was wasting my precious time in vain. ”
“Well...”
It's not weird at all.
It's because I say it to my cowardly wife every night.
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