His name is Laurcie.

This name was given to him by the powerful instructor when he graduated with the highest honors from the organization's training camp.

In the old saying, it means: tenacity and excellence.

As for his original name?

He didn't know it himself.

As an orphan, he was adopted from an early age, and before he received the name 'Lauressy', he was replaced by the number '21'.

Therefore, he cherished the name 'Lauresey' very much.

And work hard to make yourself more tenacious and excellent.

In the face of tasks that ordinary people dare not accept, he always charges ahead.

This time?

It's no exception.

The city of Eikander is out of balance.

He had to get the city back in balance.

It's not about good or evil.

Simply because of the task.

Initially, they went very well.

Just one statue of Mordin disrupted the entire city of Eikande, but the guy who appeared next caught him off guard.

2567！

An ordinary person who should not even be qualified to enter their field of vision has become a big man who plays a pivotal role and affects the entire plan.

'Gluttonous King'!

Listen to the name.

King!

It really makes him yearn for it.

That's right, it's yearning.

He also really wants to be the kind of existence above ten thousand people.

And more?

Not really.

There is no reverence and no fear.

In his opinion, 2567 is a 'mortal' who has taken shit luck and gained power after awakening.

He has seen too much, and once he gained power, his mentality was unbalanced, and he was finally swallowed by his own power, which was no different from those who became rich overnight.

And he?

Absolutely different.

Since childhood, he has received rigorous training, and every time he has sharpened his skills in the most brutal actual combat, he has increased his strength.

If those awakened transcendents are nouveau riche, he is the heir to the nobility with a long history.

His strength is like an arm's fingers.

Every baptism.

Every time.

All made him proud.

Because, he found that in the training camp he was in, he was the best, the only one.

Just like the name he received Laurcy.

Tough and excellent.

Therefore, he thought that he was more suitable for the honorific title of 'king'.

Although no one knows it now, in the future, this honorific title will inevitably become known to everyone.

With such conviction, Lauresie embarked on the preparatory plan.

A plan for the unexpected.

It's just that......

The plan didn't go well!

An ignorant clown interrupted his set-up.

In the face of the other party's provocation, he did not feel that he should be patient.

Not only because it was a humiliation for the other party, but also because he was ready to declare his existence in a more direct way.

And the illusion in front of you?

Dangerous, perhaps.

But it's nothing, he's been through too much in simulated real combat.

He knows very well that as long as he finds the key point to break the level, he will be able to get out easily, and he can even fight back against the people in the illusion world who have been arranged.

So when she saw the little girl in a pink dress, crouching there, holding her head and sobbing quietly, Lauresie stopped.

In his eyes, the other party is very cute and soft, and instinctively gives him a very good feeling of bullying.

And in perception, the other party is even weaker and pitiful, although a little stronger than ordinary people, but not much stronger.

Without a doubt, this is the key point that best breaks through.

"Tell me, where is the exit?"

Laurcie said gloomily.

"Boom, it's scary."

As if frightened by such a tone, the little girl went from a low sobbing to a big cry, which made Laurcie impatient, and he had no time to spend here.

The next moment, he grabbed the little girl's neck and dragged the other party off the ground.

The little girl's delicate face, golden double ponytail, and blue eyes all make the other party look like a doll.

In particular, the mist brewing in the blue eyes, and the appearance of dripping water, makes people involuntarily stimulate the desire to protect.

However, that is for ordinary people.

To Laurcy, he ignored all of this, and a dagger went straight to the little girl's neck.

"Tell me, or I'll kill you!"

Laurcie said coldly, and, in order to prove that he was not scaring people, the dagger in his hand was slightly forward.

He had no intention of killing the other party.

It's just that he intends to puncture the other party's skin and bleed a little blood to intimidate the other party.

It's just that......

The touch of the dagger was not at all like it was touching the skin that could be broken by the blow, but like it was piercing the metal armor.

Moreover, he stuck the left hand of the other party's neck, and he didn't know why it became extremely heavy.

He couldn't pull the other party up again no matter what, so he could only let go of his left hand.

And then......

When he saw that the little girl began to swell rapidly and become a giant, Laursie was slightly stunned, and then smiled disdainfully.

"Illusion in the illusion?"

"I don't know how many times I've experienced this in the training camp!"

"The more this is the case, the more it proves that this is the key point."

Without backing down, Laurcie rushed at the giant he thought was an illusion.

It's just fantasy!

Poke it and it breaks!

He would never have had the feeling of being stabbed in metal armor.

Bite!

The dagger stabbed into the giant's calf, and just as Lauorsey had expected, this time he didn't touch the feeling of stabbing on the metal armor.

What he encountered...... Tank armor!

and Elto, which is far more terrifying than tanks. Lily!

Woo!

The huge hand was clenched into a fist, and when it smashed down, the violent wind blew Lauresie's face distorted, like a hammer smashing an egg, and Lauresie's whole body was about to be shattered under this punch.

The force tore through his muscles, bones, and internal organs.

And then......

The force was so great that it smashed through the floor.

Lauresie fell back to the second floor.

Once again, he saw the torturer.

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

The torturer asked again, but Laurcie, whose bones were broken, paid no attention to the torturer in front of him, staring blankly at the large hole in the ceiling.

At the last moment of her life, Lauresie became in a trance, and there seemed to be a faint sobbing in her ears.

"Boom, it's terrible, people beat you in the chest with their little fists."

Laurcy's eyes widened, and after several convulsions of her body, she was dead.

……

The dilapidated sedan was parked outside a new, unfinished farm on the outskirts of Eikander.

A 'No Traffic' sign and several large rocks and fences block the way in, and the rest of the journey requires walking.

"This is it."

The shooter said tremblingly.

"Well, get out of the car."

Fries nodded, pushed the door open, and opened the black umbrella.

Compared to the heavy rain in the city, without the shelter of any towering buildings, the suburbs have completely turned into torrential rain, and the ground of the unfinished farm in front of you is completely muddy, and walking on it, you will immediately be swallowed by the mud, and it takes a lot of effort to pull it out.

The leader of the road is one foot deep and one foot shallow, and it is very difficult to move forward.

Fries, holding an umbrella, was as usual.

The silt had turned into a solid block of ice under his feet, without the slightest stickiness.

As for slipping?

For Fries, he had never fallen on the ice since he awakened his abilities.

Even if he awakens the cold.

But Frost also had an indescribable affinity for him.

It took about twenty minutes to walk near the gate of the farm, which had never been built, to the only building on the farm, and the leader was already pale and trembling under the torrential rain.

But he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately walked to the door.

Bang, bang!

The leader banged the door.

"Boss, it's me."

The other party shouted like this.

But no one answered, and the leader thought that the heavy rain had obscured the sound, so he slammed the door harder, and the voice of the door was raised by several points.

It's just that no one answered.

There was no answer in a row, and even the leader who felt unwell in the rainstorm noticed that something was wrong at this time, let alone Fries.

Even under the cover of the torrential rain, Fries still smelled a strong smell of blood.

At least three people had their throats slit.

Based on past experience, Fries speculated.

"Break the door!"

Without hesitation, Fries said straightforwardly.

"Oh, oh!"

The leader hesitated, but when he saw Fries's cold face, he immediately raised his foot and kicked it against the door.

Bang!

With a dull sound, the door collapsed.

Suddenly, a smell of blood came to my face.

Standing in front of the door, the already unwell, frightened leader, after smelling such a strong smell of blood, couldn't hold back anymore, and the whole person held on to the door frame, and vomited.

Fries strode over the other and put away his umbrella and walked into the room.

As he stepped into the room, the smell of blood became more and more pungent, but Fries walked into the depths of the room as if unconscious.

Rounding the porch, Fries saw two bodies lying at the dining table and one lying on the stairs.

The two bodies lying at the dining table were headless and had sharp incisions, while the corpses lying on the stairs were pierced through their throats with the same neat wounds.

Fries's eyes swept over the milk and bread that had already been dyed red on the table, and naturally came to mind that it was time for breakfast, and the leader and others left, and the people who stayed behind continued to eat breakfast, and then, suddenly, someone sneaked into the room silently.

Two people eating breakfast, unaware of it, until their heads were cut off.

The sound of the head hitting the ground attracted the attention of the people upstairs, and after the other party shouted, he cautiously walked downstairs.

Then, he was stabbed in the throat.

Even if he has a gun in his hand, until he dies, the other party does not have a chance to fire a shot.

"It's impossible to determine if the attacker is awake or not, but it's certain that the other party is good at stealth and extremely fast."

"The weapon is a dagger or something, and it has a deep attainment."

Fries, who had been a math teacher, analyzed the clues in front of him in an orderly manner, and then his eyes looked down the hallway on the side of the dining table.

At the end of this corridor, there is an open cellar.

"Is the stuff in the cellar?"

Fries asked the leader as he walked into the room.

"Yes, yes."

"We put everything in the cellar."

"At least they were there before."

The leader stammered.

The successive deaths of accomplices obviously had a great impact on this leader, and fear rose unconsciously from the bottom of his heart.

Fries strode towards the open cellar.

Looking down from above, the cellar is pitch black.

"Where's the switch for the cellar light?"

Freese asked.

"It's at your fingertips."

The leader walked over tremblingly and pointed to the light switch on the wall.

Syllable!

Fries pressed the switch, and with a crisp sound, the cellar was illuminated.

The messy, open boxes all told Fries that he was a step too late.

Something that has been trying to be pursued for a long time has failed?

It's a terrible feeling.

Unconsciously, Fries frowned and was about to walk towards the cellar.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be in."

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

Fries quickly turned, and the cold filled his surroundings, and he saw a grinning man with the leader in his hand.

And the leader of the way has undergone subtle changes at this time.

Ordinary people can't find out.

But for the transcendent Fries, the moment he saw the other party, he felt a cold aura from the other party's body.

Undoubtedly, when he didn't notice it just now, something quietly changed.

But compared to this changed leader, Fries paid more attention to this guy who suddenly appeared.

"Is that you?"

Fries squinted at the superior demon that appeared at some point.

Fries knew about the superior spirits, but he was not familiar with them.

But he knew that the other party was also serving the adult.

That's enough.

The cold air dissipated, and Fries looked at the superior evil spirit, waiting for the other party to give a reasonable explanation.

"Because of some accidents, you may be used as a breakthrough here, so, the boss let me come."

The superior demon said as he threw the leader in his hand to the ground.

The moment the other party's body came into contact with the floor, it turned into a cloud of supernatural darkness and quickly disappeared.

"That's the accident."

The superior demon said and walked to the cellar.

"You're going straight down?"

Fries asked with a frown.

"Of course."

"What else can I do?"

"Are you waiting for someone else to come?"

"That's what I do."

The superior evil spirit shrugged his shoulders with a helpless expression, but immediately, the upper evil spirit smiled again.

"Thank you for your concern."

"But don't worry, I'm different from you, and you should never go in, but if it's me, there's no problem."

"After all......"

"I'm better than you."

After saying that, the figure of the superior evil spirit jumped straight into the cellar.