Outside a building in the center of the city, a large number of fully armed soldiers were guarding it. The entire building was covered with various magic formulas, forming layers of magical barriers that completely enveloped it.

Inside, a middle-aged man with purple hair was panting and kneeling on the ground, large beads of sweat constantly dripping from his forehead. The emptiness of magic power within him made him feel somewhat unaccustomed.

"Lord Lac, are you alright?"

A maiden dressed as a priestess stepped forward and helped the kneeling Lac up. After pouring a bottle of magic potion into his mouth, she began to use healing magic to help Lac recover his strength.

"I'm fine, Dora. I just consumed too much magic power. I'll be fine after a rest."

Lac leaned on Dora. A faint smile appeared on his pale face due to the excessive consumption of magic power. The unique fragrance of the maiden made him feel extremely satisfied. Before being summoned to this world, he was just an ordinary office worker.

He did repetitive and monotonous work every day, and his meager salary was only enough to barely make a living. Love and enjoyment were all things he never dared to dream of... But, after being summoned to this world.

He became a 'Hero', worshiped by countless people, and even met the maiden beside him, obtaining things he never dared to imagine.

Because of this, Lac wholeheartedly fell in love with this world and was grateful to the Kingdom of Yst that summoned him.

Some time ago, he received news that the Kingdom of Yst and the Kingdom of Edras were at war. When the maiden beside him said that she needed his strength, Lac agreed without hesitation.

Previously, relying on his unique skill [Magic Weaver], Lac successfully re-edited and constructed the simplest magic, the small fireball, and injected all his magic power, using the 'Sunfall', which could be called forbidden magic.

"Yes, Lord Lac, please rest well. You are a hero to Dora and everyone in the Kingdom of Yst."

Dora looked at Lac leaning in her arms, her delicate face with a gentle smile. Her white and tender jade-like fingers stroked Lac's face, and her tender eyes were full of tenderness. Lac, in Dora's arms, also raised his head to look at the maiden's face above.

Their eyes met, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer. Dora slowly closed her eyes, and her white skin was stained with a blush.

Looking at Dora like this, Lac immediately understood what she meant. He quickly closed his eyes, his face full of anticipation and excitement, and leaned over, imagining the wonderful and happy (Meow) life with Dora in the future.

Pfft!

Suddenly, Lac, who had just closed his eyes, heard a strange sound in his ear. Something seemed to have splashed on his face, and warm, viscous liquid kept sliding down his skin, and his nose was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"La... Lac... Lord... Hurry... Hurry and escape..."

Intermittent voices sounded in Lac's ears, and a huge force came from his chest, and Lac's weak body was directly pushed out heavily, landing in the place closest to the door.

"...Do... Dora!!! You bastard, who the hell are you!?"

Lac, who had just opened his eyes and got up from the ground, saw a scene that almost made him collapse. The maiden, who was still shyly waiting for him the second before, was now pierced through the chest by a black tentacle. Blood dyed the pure white priestess's robe bright red, and the maiden's dying eyes were full of anxiety as she looked at him. She weakly opened her mouth and wanted to say something to him, but every time she opened her mouth, a large amount of blood mixed with internal organs gushed out.

Beside Dora, a black-haired, purple-eyed girl, who looked twelve or thirteen years old and had a slime on her head, was standing there. The shadows behind her were constantly twisting, turning into tentacles that intertwined and wrapped around her.

"Sally, my name is Sally! What's your name, big brother?"

Sally turned her head slightly, tilted her little head, and looked at Lac, who was distorting his face with collapsed emotions, with a pure and sweet smile.

"Why... why... who the hell are you? Why did you kill Dora!?"

In a hoarse, low voice, Lac staggered up from the ground, his distorted face covered with bloodshot eyes, staring at Sally. The magic power that had been exhausted in his body was rapidly recovering, but as a price, Lac's originally shiny purple hair began to become dry, and his face began to become old little by little.

Magic power visible to the naked eye was wrapped around Lac's body, and the original golden magic power was gradually dyed black under Lac's crazy killing intent.

"Big brother, why are you angry?"

On the opposite side, Sally's thin body instinctively felt trembling in the face of Lac's substantial pressure and almost crazy killing intent, but Sally still maintained the pure and sweet smile on her face, just like a pure child.

As for why not say that Sally is a pure child, which pure child has a bunch of black tentacles twisting their long bodies there,

"Kill... Kill you!"

On the opposite side, Lac looked at Sally's pure and sweet smile and Dora, whose chest was pierced and her body was hanging upside down in mid-air, his forehead bulging with veins. Infinite anger devoured all his reason like an abyss. At this moment, he just wanted to kill... kill this girl who killed Dora and still pretended to be pure and cute.

"Who are you going to kill? Hero?"

Suddenly, Lac felt a chill on his neck, and a white mark flew past his eyes. Then his head was grabbed by something, and his vision began to rise continuously. A slime floating in mid-air appeared in front of him, and the body made of sapphire was so beautiful under the light.

"You... you... you are so despicable..."

Lac's head looked at Lu Minghao, who was close at hand, his dark pupils full of unwillingness and anger. At this time, he only had one head left, and a blue crystal tentacle grabbed his hair and hung it in mid-air.

"Despicable... Thank you for the compliment. Besides, we are not existences of this world. Then, as a foreigner (slime), isn't it right to be despicable?"

Lu Minghao looked at the hero in front of him who was glaring at him with wide eyes. Was there something wrong with this guy's head? If he could sneak attack and kill him directly, why would he have to face him head-on? He wasn't headstrong.

If he really faced him, it would become a script where the hero leads the human soldiers through hardships to successfully defeat the Demon King. Lu Minghao didn't have such strange hobbies.

"Minghao! So awesome!"

At this time, Sally ran out of the shadows in the corner with her short legs, and the Sally who had confronted Lac before disappeared little by little into a phantom.

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