Chapter 1 001Currency (1/2)

[Wave 1] I should have been an epilogue...?

It was a life without regret.

Every weekend, my parents at the tennis club were healthy, and they were not at home enough to put me in line with my studies and part-time work.

Fantasy, harmlessness, games, novels, movies, comics · ·.

I was an ordinary high school student who liked this.

It was until 10 years ago.

“Ten years later, I still don't understand. The fantasy world would be a welfare center for people with disabilities, for people with disabilities, for people with disabilities, for Greenpeace. ” Trans la t e d by Ｊp m tl.ｃo ｍ

It was so in fantasy novels and cartoons.

Like follow the school around?

Like, for example, a parlour closet?

· Summoning B class humans who are hard to live on earth to support their rosy lives · · by summoning them to the fantasy world. If you look back, it's a stupid development.

So this must be a mistake.

“Listen to me. I lived well on Earth. He was a cultural citizen sharing and discussing free novels and cartoons with his friends every day. ”

No, I was better off than my school friends. Tr a ns lat e d by jp ｍt l .c om

In front of my friends looking for free events and illegal downloads, I was able to spend 100 won.

I wish I had a more handsome face. No, thank you.

“Why am I treated like such a loser? You think you're wrong, don't you? ”

I looked down at my fallen comrade and asked for his consent.

Of course, there is no hope of survival because it has definitely broken the heart. But I'm pretty alive just looking at me.

If this were South Korea, someone who saw the scene of this killing would be tired by calling the police · ·.

This is not Earth.

A fantasy world ruled by powerful people.

Utopia of the Barbarians.

Money, honor, power, women · · with physical strength. It is a world where you can take whatever you want.

“Madman · · · · ·. ”

Even the malicious words of my colleagues did not shake me. I can't help but notice where the son of a bitch is barking.

“Madness to a warrior who will defeat the Demon King who threatens humanity. Don't you have a headache? ”

I am a warrior.

Being chosen as an apostle of justice. T ra ns late d by jpmt l.ｃom

It's not my title. The indigenous peoples of this world summoned me and called me that.

Legendary warrior to save the world.

“You're not a warrior! Cough!”

“That's the end of the will? ”

“...... ”

A colleague who vomited blood through his lips did nothing. He stopped staring at me with his blood on his back.

I turned my back unwisely on my coworker, who was a tough villain.

The corpses of his colleagues lying on the cold ground were already lying around him.

gum hee

Nymph King

Deceased

Mercenary King

Heroes who were once more powerful than me.

But ten years after being forcibly summoned into the fantasy world, I was now a one-on-one opponent.

T ra ns l ated b y jpｍ t l .c o ｍ So I killed him.

Lastboss, keep your eye on the Demon King.

I wiped it out with a surprise.

“Hey, if you're alive, say something again. ”

“...... ”

“After you kill the Demon King, you kill me, too? Tsk! You're shitting me. ”

I was able to win thanks to differences in values.

To my colleagues, this fantasy world is a hometown where I was born and raised.

If a warrior is defeated by the Demon King, his family, friends, and lovers cannot be carelessly touched by the Devil.

Whereas me?

It doesn't matter what the world looks like.

I will kill the Demon King and return to Earth, to my family.

Now, there were no distractions in front of me.

Scattered flesh and bone fragments in dark corridors. A pool of dead blood on the stone floor drenched my shoes.

There were human corpses, there were monster corpses, and there were human shaped devils.

Everyone perished amicably (Phong 28357;). T ra n s lated by jpｍt l.ｃ o m

To send the warrior forward.

To protect the Demon King in front of us.

“Yo, warrior. Why · · · ·? ”

Oh, there were survivors.

A dying mercenary leaning against a cold wall asked me.

With the mercenary king's side, I remember him as a cheerful friend who howled his nostrils no matter how urgent the crisis.

Her name is probably. Let's say mercenary A.

I stopped walking and replied to mercenary A in a calm voice.

“Why did you kill your colleagues? Don't worry. I'll take care of the Demon King myself. I'm in the best condition since my annoying colleagues are gone. ”

“...... ”

“I'm not singing my nose today. ”

Instead of mercenary A, I drove down the hallway, murmuring. You leap over dead bodies and obstacles blocking your path.

I walk lightly like a girl walking through a beautiful flower garden. If I wasn't wearing the scaly armor that Dragon King made, I'd fly away a lot.

I'm not just excited.

“Heheh heh heh heh.”

Today I felt very good. Even when I held the most beautiful woman on the continent in my arms, I could have sworn it wasn't like this.

with the excitement,

Bam!

I kicked the fancy gate in front of me.

Heave-hong!

Couldn't take my kicks beyond the busted door.

The Demon King's viewing room was incredibly spacious. But the Devil continued, rather than just a plain piece of furniture.

It was more noticeable.

“Here we are at last! The chosen warrior!”

Opposite end of interview room entrance.

The man who was sitting on the throne decorated with an orange jewel slowly stood up and welcomed me.

Above the sharp ears were a pair of horns, symbolic of the Devil, and they were decorated to be larger and more spectacular than any devil's horn I had ever seen.

The user is able to guess the target's identity with its own features.

“You're the Demon King? ”

“Yes! Jim is the pinnacle of all horses! Fedonnay will plunge this world into darkness! ”