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Chapter 939

Day 165 – Daytime, The Frontier, Evil Forest

A black cloak flutters and dances as goblins are hunted down and mushrooms cut away in every direction. Normally, being deep in the Evil Forest at around level 30 would be unthinkable, but for the native 「Seitei-san,」 who has lived here since level 1, they’re nothing more than insignificant rabble, not even worthy opponents.

「That brief moment of nostalgia is already gone, I’m bored! Seriously, it’s just gob-gob, bash-bash, bash-bash? Add it up and that’s bash-bash three bash-bash? Yeah… that’s a lot.」

With sluggish, almost annoyed movements, he beats them down, it’s not even a technique, just plain bashing.

And yet, that 「just bashing,」 minimizing movement, accelerating at top speed along the shortest path, is practically a supreme art. That godlike bashing pounds the goblins over and over, the masterful skill of beating monsters with wooden sticks in both hands turning into a relentless, high-speed