Aaaaaaaang!

The blade disappeared as soon as the wall was knocked down, revealing that it was magic and not a real sword.

�Someone said����.�

The unknown owner of the shadow approached with the sound of water.

�There was a giant.�

�you are����?�

A pale-looking man with a torn scar on the right side of his mouth.

It was Lufist, the president of the Tormia Magic Association.

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�What else is this guy?�

Lian was perplexed when he encountered two strong men in an underground waterway where the smell of rotting corpses vibrated.

On the other hand, Rufist noticed a man standing like a corpse with a dagger in his finger.

�The rapid-fire sword Chagall.�

Even the life that an ordinary person would not have enough to suffocate from, to him, was the thrilling taste of stimulating junk food.

�Sniff sniff.�Sniff sniff.�

Rufist, who even confirmed the habit of groping the opponent with his sense of smell, was convinced of the opponent�s identity, and only then looked back at Lian.

�What is your name?�

�Rian.�It is August Lian.�

Mach�s Knight.

His skills would be basic enough to reach the ears of the head of the Magic Association, but it was unexpected that he was breathing against Chagall.

�So who are you?�

�me?�The head of the Magic Association.�

Rufist said it insignificantly, and understood it only after examining the dozens of scars on Rian�s body.

�You have good recovery.�Is it a play build?�

�No, what����.�

It was Lian who did not want to talk about not being able to schema even if he died.

�Anyway, I was lucky.�After all, I�ve endured this far against the world�s 100 most dangerous people.�

�The World�s 100 Most Dangerous People?�

I had heard it several times during my training as a knight, but it was the first time I had actually seen it.

But what struck me more than that was the first words, �I was lucky.� JrNovels.com