Bzzz!
The bees welcomed their master with a buzzing that seemed to demand, "Where have you been all this time?!"
It had only been five days since he last saw them, yetâperhaps it was just his imaginationâthey looked a bit bigger than before.
âNo, itâs not my imagination! These damn bees actually got bigger! What kind of bee grows to the size of a puppy? Damn itâ¦!â
â¦Correction. It wasnât an illusionâthe bees had truly grown to monstrous proportions.
At this point, the name Tiger Bees no longer seemed an exaggeration. Their growth rate was absurdly fitting for such a mighty title.@@novelbin@@
âQuit looking so pleased with yourself and do something about them! Why do they keep trying to attack me?!â
âMaybe because you seem unfamiliar to them. But more importantly, where have you been all this time, assistant? I havenât seen you around lately.â
âI was taking shifts in your place! Filling out paperworkâ¦!!â
âIs that so? â¦Keep up the good work.â
â!?!!â
Damien Folletâofficially known as the swordsmanship department's slave, unofficially titled master of paperworkâturned red with fury. His face was contorted with frustration as he stomped the ground.
All while gripping his signature warhammer.
âIs this treason?â
âThis is a damn revolution!!â
With a defiant roar, Damien raised the Hammer of Revolution high above his head.
He had made up his mind.
No matter what, he would land at least one hit on his opponent.
FWOOOSH!
He was fast. Whether it was pure rage boosting his abilities or some other factor, Damienâs hammer swung with nearly twice its usual strength and speed.
It wasnât sword resonanceâit was hammer resonance!
A truly grand moment. Perhaps it marked the beginning of the legendary Hammer Knight!
Butâ
CRACK!
ââ¦Huh?â
âDid you take some kind of enhancement potion? Youâre stronger than yesterday.â
â???â
âThe hammer was effortlessly blocked.
No, blocked wasnât the right word.
The man before him had merely flicked it away with the back of his hand, as if blocking wasnât even necessary. And as a resultâ
âThe hammer broke due to the sheer elasticity of the opponentâs hand muscles.