Chapter 63 063.

Name:FFF-Class Trashero Author:Farnar
[6th] For Dreams and Hope

“Duke, you are a sacred witness! ”

“Yes, Duke. Attacking a holy person... ”

“Think again, Duke! ”

It was okay to kill princes and princesses in your country, but the crimes of attacking the Holy One were reluctant birdsticks.

But the man who would become the next king was not swayed by the persuasion of his men.

“Shut up! Spare me your holiness and you'll end up dead!" Send them away as quietly and painlessly as possible! ” T ra n sla t e d by jp mt l .com

One thing I learned from his lines.

Not all indigenous peoples are vulnerable to divinity.

Knowing that it is sacred, and because of your own desires and selfishness, "Why should I be sacred? You can ignore it by saying.”

But I wasn't disappointed.

I thought the Divine Z effect only worked for the natives of fantasy, which is why it opened up the possibility of expanding to the people of Earth.

It means that anyone who looks at me feels holy.

Although the existence of God is certainly less than the continent of Fantasy, Divine Z would be quite useful on Earth. T ra n s l a ted by jp m t l.co m

“Very well, duc. ”

“To my beloved country! ”

“Holy One! Forgiveness!"

Men with terrible weapons charge at me.

The horses' speed was 60 kilometers per hour, and the time it took for the riders to charge was very short.

But this is also a relative law.

I had a lot of thoughts until they arrived.

By killing them, will a biased and unjust scorer punish me? Or is it going to be okay?

The conclusion was quick.

I don't have to put myself at risk with this much power.

Race: Chaos Human

⁄ Level: 586

Job: Warrior (EXP 500%)

⁄ Skill: Divine Z Blessing Z MaggiSSS Summon Raw SS...

Translat e d by Jpm t l .com Status: Holy, Sword, Holy Woman, Blessing

Killing isn't the only thing that matters.

If I persuade my opponent to lead me in the right way, I can arrange my hands peacefully without getting my hands dirty.

And I'm already ready for that.

1) Psychotherapy with 10 years of experience, although not certified

2) Holy Z to prove my clean identity

3) Blessing Z to stabilize the patient's mind and body

4) MargishSSS Effective for Devil Worshipers

5) Luck A to reduce variables and lead them right

6) The harmony of the forged SS that encompasses all of this

Divine Z is a little difficult or cumbersome, but with a lot of skills in it, you can overcome and control it as much as you want.

“Stop fighting! ”

Dallac -

Everyone spoke in a heartbeat.

I wrapped myself in the sacred and blessed things like the Pope's Law, and I also blessed enemies who were excited by the old times and calmed my mind.

And finally, 10 years of know-how. Tr an sl a ted by jpm t l.com

“Huff!”

“Hiic?! ”

Everyone trembled with emotion.

“The act of killing princes and princesses in one country is treason. Think of your wife and children at home, waiting for your payday. If you don't, think of your old parents, your little sister, your girlfriend. ”

“Well…. ”

“Well…. ”

“Don't listen! Kill them all and no one will know! ”

Duke Bamboo Sweet Potato, who was about to become the next king, worked hard to fill his subordinates with embarrassed faces.

However, with the exception of royalty and class D dignity, his persuasion with nothing worked.

I took the dot here.

“Make the right decision. Behind me is a wise man. Also, no matter how incompetent the prince and princess may be, they are royalty, and the duke you follow is cold-blooded, trying to kill his nephew. If the king is incompetent, he can regime. You don't have to be obsessed with kings. So what do you do? ”

It's been a long time since I spoke the gentleman's language, and I'm thirsty.

But even after I tried, they still couldn't make a choice.

Faith and loyalty.

Tra nsla t e d by Jp m t l.co m I noticed that they were quite tightly tied together.

But I also have Hidden Card.

Everywhere, everywhere on the continent of Fantasy.

“Glory to the Great One -! ”

“Knng?! Oh, why...! ”

The Night Sweet Potato Duke stabbed his servant in the back with a sword is appalled.

When he became King of the Magic Kingdom, it was only fitting that he was betrayed by his neighbours who pushed him far and wide.

Unbelievable and unfair, I can't help it.

Race: Human

Level: 235

Job: Nobility (genealogy = original )

⁄ Skill: Swordsmanship C Elegance C Society C Maggid Politics D...

Status: Blindness

Class D Margie.

Because we are tied to horses more tightly than loyalty.

It can only be seen by the Demon King Pedonar, who sits on the throne and pacifies his subordinates and children to the warrior experience.

But there was no coup.

Demons are a purely hierarchical society.

He obeys no one more than himself.

Sheepdog.

Duke Night Sweet Potato, beheaded, falls from the horse. Without having used a magic room with royal pride or pride.

It was the futile end of a man who had been expected to become wise if he had only studied pure magic.

“My uncle tried to kill us.... ”

“We must inform the king of this! ”

“Princess, hurry back to the palace. ”

The princess, Heroic Corps, and the maids chattered indiscriminately.

What am I supposed to say in front of a bunch of guys who are worried that they might be embarrassed because they're involved in reverse crime?

So I decided to give him a little touch.

“Why are you here...? ”

“Oh, my God! ”

“W-what happened? ”

Upon returning to the palace, I erased the memory of the four women who were likely to confess to the king with the goal.

I'm getting tears because it's so convenient.

▶ Confusion: Strong Student. Is this okay?

No need to worry at all.

I didn't kill anyone or make anyone unhappy.

Once intertwined, back-treatment is complete.

My second hidden card.

I summoned Holy Mother H.

“Revive him.”

“Yes, my lord. Ahhhh!"

All the humans killed by the Orcs have been revived. The level has fallen somewhat, but it's a matter of stepping it up again.

Prince, knight, wizard, soldier...

All but Duke of the Night Sweet Potato were resurrected.

The sin of trying to kill me is heavy. If we let him live, he'll try to kill his nephews again or stir up a rebellion and the country will split in two.

It is better to remove the Seed of Disorder from here.

“I'm definitely dead... ”

“What the hell... ”

“Huff! Why is the Holy Mother here...?" ”

“A miracle! This is a miracle! ”

After that, there was a small commotion, but the fantastic combination of forgetting and forgetting resolved it neatly.

Duke Bamboo Sweet Potato ran to the hunting ground to rescue his nieces and was killed by an unidentified assassin.

Very few know the truth.

The resurrected dead were only four, combining the highly damaged soldiers with the Duke of Bamboo Sweet Potato.

It was the ideal outcome.

However,

“I heard you saved me, you lowlifes. This guy?! How dare you look at me like that! Get out of my way.I 'll forgive you this time especially since you're a holy man. And... hmm! The cute wizard girl next door. I will pay the highest price for saving my life and invite you to my party tomorrow. Be honored.”

I didn't like the resurrected prince.

It's okay to glance at the sexy body of a pretending to be cute. However, the attitude of ignoring me cannot be forgiven.

It has been confirmed again.

Prince, royal, wise, noble, priestess....

My holiness did not seem to work well for great or noble men.

So, how do we deal with this prince?

I can see a lot of eyes.

Killing again complicates things.

I thought, “Why can't the Duke be resurrected?" There are those who question it.

Let's be as quiet as possible.

So...

“Prince, look at my face. ”

“Hmph! Your cheeky face.... ”

“What do you see? ”

“So... Who am I? Where am I? ”

I erased the prince's memory, leaving only his language and basic skills behind.

At this rate, I became a stupid king and must have destroyed the country, so I initialized the software at all.

With this, the future of the Magic Kingdom was trampled.

Too bad I can't declare my accomplishments.

His dirty work and free service must be a professional disease.

▶ Confusion: Clean up after you...?

The schoolgirl is too worried.

Let me get this straight.

Those who followed Duke Night Sweet Potato also have friends and family. Few will mourn them when they die. Surely there are those who are at risk or struggling with their livelihoods.

They also have excellent combat power. In a fantasy world where talented and high-net-worth people are constantly lacking, their deaths lead to deterioration in the security of the kingdom and people's lives.

The Duke of Bam Sweet Potato who seeks the throne is dead.

The incompetent prince resumes his memory loss.

With this, the royal order will be passed on to a foolish princess.

But for generations, men have been in charge of the throne of the Magic Kingdom. Given its tradition and history, it is very likely that the magical talent will seat the extraordinary Daryl son-in-law in the regime.

Logically perfect.

There can't be a happier backhaul.

“Warrior, something's wrong. ”

Ranoubel, walking beside you, grumbles.

“What?”

“Anyway, that's weird! ”

“You're even weirder when you whine. If you don't want to butt up to a brother who doesn't look like him at all, come with me quietly. ”

“Woo…. ”

Instead of the forgotten prince, the princess who invited us politely gave us her will. There's nothing more to do in the Magic Kingdom.

Swordsmanship 3 'first’ encouraged an autonomous adventure.

We went on another adventure.

So, what's our next destination?

The time has come to test the Wise Man's Staff.

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Sulfuric acid M.

A giant snow mountain in the middle of the northern continent.

The spontaneous hot springs that erupted from all over Sulsan M attracted numerous travelers, and the naturally formed villages gradually developed into tourist destinations.

But at this rate, we'd be surrounded by civilians.

Monsters drawn by the enormous magical power flowing out with the Sulfur Thermal Water suddenly raised the average level around Sulfur M.

What if monster level up?

The villains who used these as natural pesticides began to set up a hideout deep in Sulsan M.

Miscreants, bandits, wizards, exiles, murderers, jailers….

The composition varies greatly.

And where the needle goes, thread follows.

Where there are villains, there are heroes.

Heroes rushed to Sulsan M to kill the villains who raided the tourist attractions formed around the hot springs. They enjoyed romance while guarding the security of the beautiful tourist attraction with the view of Sulsan M.

And more tourists came to see these heroes.

The village Q we visited was one of those places.

“Ugh! Is that cute archaeologist...? ”

“It's true! It's the archaeologist, Ranubel! ”

“Oh! You said you were in the North continent! ”

If a baseball player goes to the golf course, fewer people will recognize him.

The baseball player has to go to the baseball field. Which team are you not on? ”It can be acknowledged.

This is a common story in the fantasy world.

Of course, there are many celebrities who will recognize you no matter where you go, but Ranubel's nomination is not very high.

It's because they didn't build a revolutionary ball on the battlefield or defeat powerful monsters or demons with their own blood.

Her job is a shallow grave robber.

Archaeologists who dig up the secrets of the world, to be polite.

But it worked pretty well in one of the villages in Sulsan M.

“But who is the man next to you? ”

“Oh! You must be a saint, after all. ”

“By any chance, Ranubel's boyfriend…. Hiic?!"

A passerby in Village 5 made an unpleasant mistake and stared at me.

“Brave! I'm famous! ”

Ranubel flaunts his shoulders and buttocks in a grumpy way.

“Lanubel, listen to me. If you sprinkle free booze with a bloody sword to the bard and drunkards in this town, you'll be left with nothing but a bunch of Orc Butchers in one day. ”

“Eek!? Really…?"

Ranubel didn't know the world's waters better than Earth's inhabitants on a local subject.

“I'll give you a demo. ”

I was going to need some information about the First Warrior.

That's why I chose Q from the many villages that have settled in Sulsan M.

The Dark Chamber.

They sell anything for money.

As long as the customer and demand are clear, they are poisonous to the colors and designs of Saint C's frequently worn underwear.

For reference, the phoenix is pink.

Bang!

I busted into the biggest bar door in Town Q. I was attracted to the gaze of the noisy things.

First, reputation work.

“Remember my face and name! You are a sacred warrior who will obey the hideous Ice Princess of the Snow Mountain! Hey, bartender! Open up the liquor shed! I'll take this bar until sunrise tomorrow! ”

“Oh! Another warrior! ”

“Holy warrior brother! Cheer up!"

“Alcohol? You know Dory! ”

Cheerful drunkards.

Rumors are spreading in Village Q soon.

It doesn't matter what the staff does.

If the Prince of Class Z attacks again, he'll just kill him.

Just like high school students on Earth go to a successful university, I have to graduate or escape.

I began to see a vague path.

“Adventurers! Dreams and hopes are alive! Haha!”

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