Heroes From Other Worlds Who Don't Like To Fight

Chapter 279: The Industrial Place

In one of the rooms inside the industrial facility, an old man with short white hair was writing a report on the table, he was wearing a black hakama with a red haori patterned with white lily flowers, and he was wearing a black hakama, and an eye patch to hide his left eye.

Of course every person in the western continent must have two horns on his head that reflect that they are demons.

Soon a siren sound was heard and at the same time someone had broken through his room.

"Commander Zaskiver, there's one man who broke through our factory, he beat the guards so easily."

He stood up in annoyance.

"Where might anyone be recklessly attacking this place blatantly, you're not lying."

"Where might I dare to lie, you better see it for yourself."

"All right."

Zaskiver picked up the sword he had placed in the corner of the room before placing it at the waist, he hurriedly followed his men and saw that many of the demon race had been defeated without making his enemies sweat in the slightest.

"Tell ieu mah, inyong."

"Anyway opo, commander? Piye iki's?"

Another voice cuts.

"Seeing from your clothes, you must be Six Seven Heaven Fall right?"

"Cih. You just back off, and make sure the workers don't get out of here."

"Understand."

Zaskiver jumped from the top and fell easily in the presence of the man who was just standing leisurely.

"I am Six Seven Heaven Fall in charge of guarding this place, what are your needs to come here?"

"I came to destroy this company, you know? The waste has flowed into every town on the border to contaminate people and even some people are poisoned."

Zaskiver laughs.

"EG."

"EG?"

"Indeed I care, let me say. This factory was made deliberately to make the border area bad."

The man took a long breath.

"There are countries that let their people be miserable."

"It's for our purpose."

"You talk a lot, because you have dared to attack this place then I will give death as payment."

He pulled the sword on his waist then darted forward, the man received a diagonal slash through his sword.

"What's your name, boy?"

The man smiled a little.

"Souma."

Meanwhile, in the sewage sewerage culvert, Janet has to remove her footwear to cover it.

He looked upset but could not do much.

"You're okay Janet."

"He's a cruel man who would tell a woman to do something like this."

"I think so, but it's not good.Souma already trusts you."

"Why is it that only at a time like this do you say something cool Lugunica."

"Don't say that, my words are always cool. I even have a lot of advice from the past."

"I've always been interested in the past except the ex, I can hear the advice people used to give to women like me."

"Let me remember the appropriate.don't be wasteful and also diligent in saving."

"Such advice already many people know. Theothers?"

"There is advice that most people remember in my village.The husband's money is the wife's money and the wife's money is her own money."

"What a wonderful advice, let me write in my journal, I can't write without putting a lantern on it."

"You better write it later."

"It seems so, by the way this place is very spacious."

"Right, I can't see the end either.I hope your feet are exposed to this fluid."

"Ah, my legs are starting to itch."

In the middle of the road Janet chose to climb the stairs and get out in a room filled with pipes and smoke.

From here he had absolutely no idea where to go.