Chapter 31 - My Magic Capacity

 The black vomit writhed on the ground.

 As the Goddess said, I only did something to destroy him with the trauma wounds that were inflicted.

 I once heard a saying that violence is not the answer to every problem.

 That is true.

 Because if you look at it from any angle, violence is not an answer but a choice and I will answer that violence is needed to solve the problem.

 Especially with the disgusting sin-eating slime.

 The vomit from the black sin-eating slime writhed on the ground as if in incredible pain. That body seemed to be trying to get up, only writhing on the ground with its black body glands. When the body's vomit showed a slime shape dominated by a frightening black color, it reminded me of my skin color, which looked like a monster, too.