SINCE HARUKA-KUN couldn't get stronger, we needed to get stronger
instead. We needed to protect him.
Well, that was supposed to be the premise of this meeting.
One of the girls shouted, "What the hell was that! Why?!"
"He was like an assassin! A berserker! That has to be his job. He's
not unemployed!" another said.
"And he's saying he doesn't have any cheats. What does that mean?
What the heck is a cheat, anyway?"
"God said that levels determine everything in this world. What did he
mean by that?"
"Even though I'm a Swordfighter with a Sword Mastery skill, I
couldn't cut the orc at all. How the hell did he dismember an orc with a
wooden stick?"
"I have the Inferno fire spell, but I can't do what he did. He literally
blew an orc's head off with a single spell!"
"He keeps insisting that there's no technique to killing them! His
entire strategy is just beating them up until they stop moving."
"Protect him? We need him to protect us!"
Huh? Are we just not going to bother?
No, the plan hadn't changed—we still had to do it. But why is he so
strong?