The Other Side of the Last Boss

Evil Council.

It is a meeting regularly held by the Evil Gods.

Executives of the Evil Gods meet together.

The location is a meeting room with a large round table.

There is first of all the evil god, Ashtar.

Substantial number two. Eurias, your aiming role.

I call him Grandpa.

And he was the leader of fifteen Legions of Evil Gods.

"Then the slogan for this month is' Safety first ', please."

That's how Grandpa Ya closed it.

"How can our safety be threatened……?

Adrigori, the leader of the First Corps of the Evil Gods Army, raises questions.

"There is. Mostly during special training with Master Ashtar"

"Yeah, it did happen."

Pointed out by Istim, the head of the Eleventh Army Corps, Adrigori smiles bitterly.

"But let's not have anything to do with this."

Why has safety come first?

Because I do civil engineering.

Recently broken landscape of the Dark Temple.

I will fix it, so the slogan is' safety first '.

No, I did.

Civil engineering is dangerous. If you're human.

Although the Evil Gods will not know.

Safety first and foremost is the iron rule of construction.

"The head of the Eleventh Army Regiment, Lord Istim, is in charge of disaster recovery work around the Dark Temple."

"Yes, I'll take care of it."

Istim bows his head, responding clearly to his grandfather's words.

"Who's a disaster?"

When I stuck around, 15 Legion Leaders pointed to me.

"Ugh."

Exactly. I don't have a word to say when they all refer to me silently.

"It takes a lot of soil to restore the blown terrain."

Istim will consult on future plans.

"It's better than bringing it from the human world."

Adrigori is right, but this is also quite annoying.

Warp magic doesn't wear out that much when it's your own warp.

But other people, trying to carry things, jump all at once.

Weight, the larger the volume, the more it drains.

And dust is naturally heavy.

It is quite a difficult job.

"The soil is east of the continent of Britoria. We'll have to get it from the mountains."

Construction in the back of the mountain makes it less dangerous for people to find it.

However, work was necessary in the unlikely event that it was found.

We closed the meeting by discussing them.

"Speaking of which, what does Master Ashtar intend to do now?

My grandfather asks me when I calm down.

"I have plans. Training."

When I declare, 15 teacups make a rattling noise.

Some spilled coffee.

"Who was next in charge?

"Wow, it's me………………………."

Istim answers as he rattles the cup.

"Don't worry. If this is a samurai tremor."

Istim replied after 14 gazes, but did not trust the other Legion leaders at all.

"Oh, no, no. We're behind in building our bodies for now. I have a top priority."

I have a weakness.

I don't like women.

I didn't realize it for a thousand years, but I exposed myself to a terrible ugliness when I first met a woman when I became an evil god.

To overcome it, he attends a school in Jordan, the king's capital of the Kingdom of Britons.

Called Canterbridge School, he trained a variety of other talents besides adventurers.

"I hear that you are improving well by attending school."

Adrigori understates.

"That's true, but there are a few problems. I still have to run into something beyond my imagination."

"Dealing with all occasions is top notch. That's a problem."

Adrigori answers seriously rotten.

"Why is Master Ashtar so bad at women in the first place?

"That's a tough question. As you know, I have memories of my past life. I've had a habit of not being able to speak this word since my last life."

I can bite or turn my voice upside down when I try to talk to a woman.

The result is a mysterious language that doesn't know what you're talking about.

"You don't remember the trigger very well. Anyway, because of this trait, women wouldn't even deal with me, and it was terrible."

Jeko, the head of the Thirteenth Legion, glances at the words.

"We should put down the hammer on those damsels."

"All right, you can go to another world. You won't be able to come home, though."

"What is it!

Adrigori and Jeko started arguing but let's ignore it.

These two are always like this because they're not close.

"So, what's the problem with the status quo? I think it's improving well."

Grandpa asks.

"I was wondering if that was just someone I knew. That's all it'll be easier to talk about if you know what you're up to."

"You may say you have finally overcome it by speaking plainly to a woman you don't know."

Grandpa nodded.

"So shall we take about a hundred human women?

"Stop it."

Something is wrong with Jeko's idea.

"You can go here if you just want to have a conversation. All you have to do is speak up in the city."

"That's nan..."

Gareth, the head of the Fifth Corps, snapped something up, but he couldn't hear it very well.

"Are you going to do this alone?

Ask Adrigori and think.

"One is very careful…………………"

I don't know what this feeling is.

I'm an evil god.

If the Demon King is to be the Lasbos, he is on the far other side of the Demon King.

Commonly known as the back boss.

In the meantime, he also slaughtered a miscellaneous fish called the Marshal.

I shouldn't have had anything to fear.

"Then take me with you."

Jeko gets up and puts her hand on her chest.

"Whether it helps to take this guy or not......"

Adrigori stares at Jeko.

"But I don't know if we can increase the number of evil gods working in big cities."

"Then you're me."

My grandfather told me he was waiting.

But not this time.

"Rejected. Taking Grandpa Ya won't be any special training. I don't have a choice. Jeko, okay?"

Me and Jeko were set up to be someone else, but they saw us already meeting and talking.

It would be nice to know that we had an affair afterwards.

Me and Jeko flew to Jordan.