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Chapter 620

Day 127 – Nighttime, White Weirdo Inn　

Maybe I pushed myself too far, bruises all over my body where healing and regeneration couldn’t keep up, perhaps from releasing the suppression limiter too much, or because the strain of forcibly controlling my body was too great, or maybe because I weakened the restraint on magic-cladding… either way, I’m pretty beat up. Well, it was obvious that power I couldn’t fully control would backfire, turn into strain, and lead to self-destruction. My body is strengthened and my durability is vastly improved, but even this body is too strong, and the burden is great; that very power is the cause of my inability to control it.

「Phaa, man, that was rough… wait, not the Dungeon, just dealing with idiots? Yeah, killing a stubborn idiot who wouldn’t be cured even by death so their idiocy doesn’t spread, it’s actually pretty tough and they don’t die