"Well, um...but of course, I'm working very hard! I'm practicing very hard!...They's both!"

Without yesterday's simplicity and cheerfulness, and without ease, I always feel hesitant as if something is hiding.

But as if he was pouring bitterness, Selseus still murmured in a low voice: "Those two guys have only been in two days, and their strength has soared so quickly... It's amazing."

“Huh?”

Listardy felt something was wrong.

Hearing again.

"It would be great if I could show my true strength, if that's the case... I could win."

"…wait, I seem to hear something, have you said?"

"No, no, you heard it wrong!"

"Wait... Lord Selseus?!"

Listardi thought she had heard it wrong, but when she saw Selseus fleeing in a hurry, she always felt something was wrong.

He wanted to call him, but found that Selseus ran away without looking back.

Difficulty, could it be... Lord Selseus lost?

No, no, how is this possible!

Lord Selseus is the Sword God, how could he lose to just two humans?

That's right, I must have heard it wrong.

This must be the case.

Then, the third day.

Same time, same place, same people.

However, Selseus, whose muscles were bulging and full of energy, now has sunken cheeks and black eyes, and his face looks very bad.

Are you exhausted?

No, how could it be... He is a god, what was exhausted...

Although he didn't believe it, Listardi asked with concern, "Then, that... Lord Selseus, have you lost a little weight?"

“…No, no…”

"Love."

Selseus looked listless, and his words were obviously lying. Even if he heard Listarda not believe it, he did not have the leisure to refute or quibble.

Seeing such a thin sword body, Listardia couldn't help but twitch.

The bad premonition came true.

She thought so.

"Uh...Shenya and Take, how are they?"

“…is still under independent training.”

"Isn't I asking about this, I want to ask how the current practice is going, and is there any progress?"

“…I don’t think so.”

"What does it mean?"

"Oh! It means there is something!"

"No, no, can't I say it in more detail..."

"Hey! Stop talking! Now is the rest time, so stop talking about cultivation?"

Selseus' fist hit the table hard, making a loud bang.

He had red eyes and messy hair.

It looks very annoying.

The loud noise and almost roaring voice immediately disturbed the other gods who were dining in the cafeteria. They all turned their heads to look at the two of them, wanting to find out what was going on.

Selseus also realized that he had lost his composure.

"Yes, sorry...I shouldn't have lost my temper at you."

He regained his calmness, but became even more depressed.

No energy or energy.

He staggered and walked out of the cafeteria.

"…What the hell happened? Lord Selseus, is it okay..."

Listada really wants to know.

But due to the previous agreement that she would not be allowed to disturb her without calling her, she had to forcibly suppress her inner confusion and decided to wait until the training course was over before asking what was going on.

Day 4.

At the same time and at the same place, no familiar figures were seen.

"Maybe it's training hard."

Listardai thought this was very likely, so in order to give the two brave men who worked hard to train, she was going to add more rice balls today.

While thinking, I cooked in the kitchen of the God Realm.

When I walked to the corner of the kitchen and wanted to get the seaweed for cooking, I found a familiar figure hiding inside.

"ah!!!"

Because it was too hidden, Listardia was shocked when she found him and screamed involuntarily.

"Mr. Selseus?! What are you doing here?!"

It turned out that it was the Sword God who did not appear in the cafeteria today.

At this time, he was sitting on the ground with his knees in his arms, his face dull and distracted. His desolate appearance was not as noble as a god or as a solemn as a god.

For some reason, the sword god, who had originally raised muscles, now looks pitiful.

That's right.

It's like several people have drained their energy.

"Mr. Selseus, Lord. Selseus!"

Listardi called him several times, and Celseus came to his senses and looked at her as if he had just heard it.

"Oh, oh, it's Listade."

“Yes, it’s me.”

Listardi couldn't help but care and said, "Selseus, what are you doing here? You look like you are hiding from someone..."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Selseus quickly placed his index finger in his mouth, letting Lisdad not speak, and then waved his hand to let her squat down.

"I'm not like, I'm really hiding!"

"……Um?"

Listarda looked at him strangely, but saw that Selseus seemed to have discovered something and whispered to her.

"Listadai, listen carefully to me, the two brave men you summoned, they are... sick!"

……I know.

Listarda wanted to say that, but in the end he chose to remain silent.

Who can understand your own pain?

This time, Lord Selseus can understand my pain.

How many floors can I carry a bag of rice! (Feel the pain)

Selseus's face was pale, his lips slightly moved, and he expressed in a trembling voice: "I have said that practicing is enough, but he is completely unwilling to let me go. This led to my ability to stay sleepless and accompany them."

"...Yes, that's it...so you're so haggard..."

Listardi looked at the thin Selseus, his originally raised muscles completely disappeared, and his shriveled figure seemed to have been completely hollowed out.

I don't know why, I feel a little distressed.

"I said that they are three times stronger than me, but he said [No, I'm not sure if I'm not stronger than a hundred times stronger]... or something. No! No! He can no longer be said to be a [warrior], he should be described as [besman]... No, he should be [super berserker]!"

Listarda could only feel how helpless and desperate Selseus was from his trembling voice.

Unexpectedly, the brave man he summoned could actually squeeze the sword body dry.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

The sudden low voice made Selseus shudder with an expression of fear on his face.
To be continued...