My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

Although by his own account, he was simply picking something to do that matched his identity, his moral compass, and his strength, which towered above the vast majority of sorcerers, all while his cultivation was being suppressed by this world and unable to advance.

But in everyone else's eyes, this was indeed a sense of responsibility befitting the 【Strongest】.

If not for these two towering figures, him and the division chief, anchoring the Wind Capital Sixth Division, the division would be utterly helpless against many matters.

The woman let out a soft chuckle, yet it carried a lingering trace of exhaustion that refused to fade.

"I still hope he doesn't cause too big a commotion."

"Sometimes, cleaning up the messes he leaves behind is even more troublesome than handling the supernatural incidents themselves."

"The day before yesterday, when he was capturing that second Energy Level dark sorcerer, he tore up half a street just to extract information. He didn't even evacuate everyone properly, and scared those few ordinary civilians half to death."

"Right now, the division is severely understaffed. The field agents are all running around in every direction, some investigating, some doing cleanup. The entire Sixth Division office has become so empty that you can't even find someone to brew a pot of tea."

"The Fifth Division's people have already run their legs off just cleaning up after us."