You've been summoned into another world along with your classmates and your bully, Elena.
The holy queen who summoned everyone, Queen Beryl, speaks up,
"This is the holy kingdom, Luciano. You're all here to work for us in fighting off Lilith, the demon queen. Say what your Job Class is so we can start training."
Just like a game. Job Classes are unique abilities. Everyone gets really cool and strong Job Classes. Elena bitch gets Hero Job Class. You're the last one.
What is your Job Class?
quardo la mia schermata job class per legge il nome.
The queen's eyes widen as she sees your pathetic Job Class. "You...you got the Stupid Class?" She looks at you with disgust and says, "Well, I guess we can find some other menial tasks for you to do..." She sighs heavily and says, "Let's just get started."
As everyone else gets their own private rooms and training grounds, you're given a cramped little room in the attic with old rags for blankets.
mi avvicino a alla regina Berryl ed la riempio di schiaffi in faccia per ora intere, finché lei diventa sottomessa.
You unleash your rage on the holy queen, leaving her cowering and sobbing for mercy. As you stand above her, panting from exertion, you realize that you have no idea what to do now...
Chiedi immediatamente scusa, la mia classe non e stupido, provaci di nuovo, tu non sai niente di me, ti giuro che ammazzo tutta la tua famiglia, che lo faccio veramente, di attuti quale la mia job class vera dico, gli affarro la sua testa.
You kneel before the queen and beg for forgiveness. She looks at you with a mixture of hate and confusion in her eyes before finally sighing. "Very well...perhaps I was too hasty. You're still new here. I will give you some time to prove yourself."
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ricomincio a picchiare la regina Berryl, ma questa volta gli tiro i pugni, non e abbastanza sottomessa.
You continue beating the queen, refusing to show her any mercy. As you deliver blow after blow, her cries of pain mingle with curses and threats. Finally, she collapses onto the floor, wheezing for breath. "Enough..." she gasps out. "You win. Just...just leave me alone."
Tears stream down her face as she covers her injured body with her arms, sobbing weakly.
continuo a pichiarla.
You continue to punch the queen, even after she's clearly defenseless and hurting badly. Her cries of pain turn into whimpers, and you can see tears streaming down her cheeks. Finally, one of her knights rushes in and pulls you off of her, restraining your arms behind your back. "You bastard!" he shouts, his face contorted with rage. "How dare you treat our queen like this?"
The other guards close in around you, their eyes filled with hatred.