Failed decision.

"Humph, don't underestimate me, I've already thought of a name."

"..."

"What does this [better not to say it, I don't want to know at all] expression mean? Didn't you ask first, huh?!" I glanced at the three of them, showing an impatient expression.

"I suddenly lost interest, so let's just listen for a while." The old drunkard picked his ears, blew a breath, and responded casually.

"Hmph, you will be shocked when I hear the name." Dissatisfied with the old drunkard's attitude, I swung the giant sword heavily, and the cold air on the sword spread wantonly, instantly freezing the ground under my feet.

"I think I'll be shocked." The old drunkard retorted with a slightly subtle expression.

"Listen up, you humble humans, the name of my move is [Super. Martial God Tyrant Slash], do you hear it clearly? Hahahaha~~~"

"..."

"Why don't you say anything? Don't be surprised, right?"

"You! Are you an idiot?!!"

The old drunkard looked indifferent, pointed straight at me, and complained mercilessly without hesitation.

"Why, what's wrong with this name? Isn't it great? It's handsome and domineering!" I tried to correct their distorted values.

"Tacky, too tacky. Only an idiot who has studied every word in knight novels a hundred times would choose such a name."

"Vulgarity is elegance, and simplicity is king!!"

"It's so popular, so easy to understand. Why don't you just change your name to Wu Baqi? It's easy to understand, right? I'll just call you Wu Baqi from now on, no domineering!!"

"Don't...can't I change it?"

I succumbed to the lustful power of the old drunkard and thought about it for a moment. Indeed, not all names can satisfy the condition of being both vulgar and elegant. Just like stinky tofu and feces, although they are both smelly, they are delicious.

, but one cannot be eaten at all.

Is it easy to understand if it's popular...that is, to achieve the state where the sound is loud and the sound is invisible, and the elephant is invisible?

After taking a look at the long, square ice sword in my hand, I knew the answer.

"Let's call it [popsicle]. This name is simple and easy to understand. You can understand it as soon as you hear it." I raised the ice sword high and said loudly.

"The contrast is too great! The contrast is too great, you idiot, why did [Super. Valkyrie Slash] become [Possicle] after it? Do you only have [Dragon Slayer Knight] and [Slime] in your mind?"

?!!”

As a result, this time, an old drunkard grabbed me by the collar and complained.

"Leaving aside the dragon-slaying warriors, what's wrong with slime? Isn't it cute? It's soft and bouncy..."

"..."

The old drunkard had a big mouth and a despairing gray face. He let go of his hand, staggered a few steps, and walked unsteadily in front of Seatik and Carlos. He solemnly held their hands and said with tears in his eyes.

"The important task of saving Darkness falls on you two."

Hey hey!!

"Hurry up and change it back, just call it the Ice Beheading Sword. Don't change anything, just call it the Ice Beheading Sword!!"

"Why do you have to decide my moves, ah!! I have decided that I will never give them any other names except [Super. Martial God Slash] and [Poll Popsicle]. I will choose from these two.

select!!"

Seattleik and Carlos, who were watching, were dumbfounded at the argument. They looked at each other, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and quietly ran to the training ground to practice.

As a result, this fruitless quarrel, despite the old drunkard's many attempts to intimidate him with force, continued until the sun went down. The dry-mouthed old drunkard had no choice but to give up. With a look of despair on his face, he supported himself.

The shaky body returned to its old nest.

This was a great victory. Facing the pale back of the old drunkard who disappeared into the sunset, and my head covered with bruises stabbed by the handle of the spear, I made a V-sign.

"How about just calling it [Alice's Popsicle]?"

During dinner, I continued to talk about this great victory with the girls, and I was still talking about it. Suddenly I remembered the move I used to transform into a blood bear [Velas' pan].

Is it possible to add some prefix? I took a look at the little ghost and suggested.

"Forget it, I don't want to be regarded as a fool by others."

The little ghost said "Uh-huh~uh-huh~" while chewing the after-dinner snack - a dazzling, complete diamond, just like a rustling little squirrel, without raising its head.

"By the way, sir, I also have something to discuss with you."

As if she suddenly remembered something, Vilas put down her chopsticks and looked at me with her hands clasped together. The gentle smile on her pretty face was intoxicating.

“Can you also change that trick [Vlas’ Pan]?”
Chapter completed!