Corporate Slave Hero Says He's Quitting His Job

Silver dusts all over his body and gets up.

"You, why are you here?

"It's the end of the adventurer, though the king. It's not unnatural to be in a dungeon."

"No, well, I do... and I feel like I'm fast coming here from the ground"

"A-rank adventurers are given the privilege of transferring up to thirty levels in order not to vandalize the lower hunting grounds."

I see, about thirty minutes before we reach the thirty tier.

Considering the next carriage and the time of the transfer, Tsuji fits.

"And what is this place... if you think you've fallen into a strange hole, why are you here?"

"... you fell?

"Oh, I didn't fall! We're down! The ministers don't know what's out there, so leave them on the thirtieth floor."

……

This guy's kind of funny.

"This is the seventy tier. A woman named Bell, who kicked your ass earlier, knocked you out of the floor."

"WHAT ⁉ THAT WOMAN...... I didn't know you would even break common sense, not just kick me in the ass"

I can't put it in my mouth, but it's still a clean demon king.

Common sense doesn't work.

Just think about it, who is this man pimping even if the Demon King kicks his ass?

"Oi, it's time for me to get mixed up, too, huh?

"Oh, I forgot."

"Mm, what are you?"

"... I'm so licking and rotting"

Blue muscles float to the head of a man who seems to have named Red, who was leaving me behind.

"Well, no, if you've got more witnesses, you can put them together and turn them off. If you resent me, you resent my destiny.

If you noticed, there was an enormous amount of magic gathering around Red.

It is absorbed into Red's flesh, bottoming up the amount of magic he himself encloses.

Obviously, I'm preparing for some sort of sorcery, but how odd.

"Hey you."

Call me Al.

"Hmm... Al and I, what's that guy trying to do?

"Unfortunately, I don't know. Silver, don't you see?

"I don't mean to be disrespectful... okay. I hate to admit it, but neither do I."

Yes, even if I've been through a lot of battlefields and dived through the dead line many times, I can't identify the sorcery that Red is trying to activate.

I'm not an expert, but I'm never ignorant either.

And if A-rank adventurer-like silver doesn't even know, the sorcery that's about to be activated now is an extremely rare thing - plus the possibility of unprecedented sorcery that no one has used yet.

"Look and be surprised... this is our research"

At Red's feet, a huge magic formation spreads.

Me and Silver, who were within that range, fly away quickly, but there's no sign of anything happening.

"Hmm, just plain clear"

"No... no"

There's no way.

All the magic that Red has thrown in is amassed into that magic formation.

"You're born - you fucking pigs!

Red raises his hand.

The next moment, I heard countless ambitions from nowhere.

Look around, but there's no shadow but the three of us.

But ambition is certainly increasing pressure.

And as they became more alert to the voices of their invisible enemies, they appeared.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!"

Magic formations deployed around the Red.

From there, one or two and giants with red and black skin show up.

The exterior looks just like the oak, but the physique is about twice as big.

The fangs visible at the mouth were crazier than the oak, and the hands that were supposed to have sticks and other weapons were held by steel axes and swords.

"Ha-ha-ha! It's the birthday of a total of thirty arc oaks! Have fun!

"... seriously"

Arc Oak - It is said to be an evolutionary species of oak and is a demon of B-rank equivalent.

The number is overwhelmingly low, as only war-torn oaks that have survived long in nature and dived through numerous death fights become known as arc oaks.

That is why this situation is unusual.

Only once did I even encounter a variety of demons on my journey over the years.

Thirty such demons at a time.

Even summoning magic can't do this.

"These are the cute, cute kids I had. My parents will listen to anything they tell me. For example, let's get rid of Teresa...

"Ohhhhhhhhh!"

Ark oak is coming at us, wielding weapons.

It's a big pain in the ass, but we seem to have to respond.

"Hmm, pig flavor."

The moment I try to pull out my sword, Silver stands between me and the orcs.

There was already a sword in his hand.

"It's worth dying for, like, boosting your ambition in front of me a dozen years ago"

The moment Silver's face changed, an aura of silver erupted from his body.

That changes the air in the field.

The noble air instantly repainted the beast-smelling space of the Orcs, who were supposed to win by number.

That's right. Sometimes I just call myself King.

This much power deserves to be called a king -.

"There's nothing to fear from me right now but an earlier woman!

- I didn't really deserve it.

And so on, while I was frightened, the whole arc oak was looming right in front of Silver.

"Huh! Silver!

"Hmm."

Silver doesn't even try to avoid it.

As it is, Silver's body will be torn in two by an axe with definite destructive power.

But soon the worry turned out to be a worry.

"O...... O......?

The axe is slapped on silver.

The axe should have captured the head accurately.

I should have caught it, but somehow it was the axe that Ark Oak had.

Along with the high crushing noise, the fragments scatter around.

"It's impossible for any of us to hurt the king."

Silver trumps the confused arc oak under a flash with the sword he had.

I felt a beautiful fat muscle from the bottom of my heart.

That glimmer that even cleaves the air can be seen as having the highest moves even as a swordsman.

"Al and I do."

"What the fuck?"

"Tell that woman to stay away from me again. If you want to see someone who refuses my invitation again, you're going to cut it off with these hands."

"... aren't you just freaking out about Bell?

"Say what! There's no way I'm scared of this once I've been hurt! As much as they hurt me once!

"You're traumatized."

As far as the earlier offense was concerned, Silver seemed to have more sturdiness than anyone else.

I guess Isbell is creating a fear of that defense that he was confident enough to name himself King because of the damage he did with just a kick.

I wouldn't try to get closer to Isbell from myself anymore, but I don't know what... he's an uncut man.

"I, the king, should not be frightened, etc. - Gu! Whether you're on your way to talking right now!

"Bogi!

Another arc oak punches a yelling silver head.

It was silver that flickered for a moment by accident, but it soon flipped and ripped that oak's neck off.

"Well, the disrespecter"

"Huh...! What are you doing?

"Who am I?" Let me tell you something ignorant!

Silver shakes off the blood on his sword and points it at the red.

"He is Silver Aegister, King of the Clan" Knights of Silver Wings "! Kneel! You red-bodied fool!