Chapter 18: Killing Spree
Jung was as serious as before and knew what was coming.
Storming in that direction, he stood prepared to engage in battle.
"If I kill this monstrosity, can I get a title or something?" he asked the system.
[No, you can't.] With no change in her speech, she appeared cold and distant.
Her tsundere-like behaviour was overlooked.
With more pressing matters to deal with, Jung called forth his axe.
There was no time for chit-chat, and he poured full concentration into this fight. Nero didn't try to help him, at least for now.
This hateful foe was his to defeat, and Jung was confident he could beat it.
A majestic weapon moved in his hand, causing his blood to boil and his face to smirk in cruelty.
Wildly dancing before the beast, he swung his axe, aiming at the left wing. Protecting itself, the creature shook its body, blocking the attack.
"Everyone is stronger than me in this world," Jung thought, but he wasn't dejected.