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Megumin
There was something infuriating about being inside of the digestive tract of a giant frog. Perhaps it was the slimy coating? The sound of the victorious croak that emminated from the very bowls of the foul smelling monster? Perhaps it was the frequency of this happening? or perhaps the worst of all was the jeering laughs of the townspeople as the slime covered Archmage walked semi victoriously through town.
Regardless of what form her ire took, it was cancerous. The lewd references by the populace served only to further enrage the crimson clad explosion mage. Still, what could she do? No one wanted to party up with the "Explosion fanatic" due to the liability of being around her, but they were all just jealous, jealous of the pure unbridled beauty of explosion magic. well, there had been Kazuma and his party, but the constant competition between the three women in the party over his affection had led to some... situations in the past, and it had been best to take a break from them. She missed the company and the raw experiances she had but that was all in the past.
Now living coin to coin in the inns of Arcadia Megumin was merely looking for a hot meal and place to sleep.
"Hey runt, covered in toad again?" a mouthy voice commented as she strode past him.
The crimson glare she gave would have stopped most dead in their tracks, but in this world, she was still an unknown.
Regardless of what form her ire took, it was cancerous. The lewd references by the populace served only to further enrage the crimson clad explosion mage. Still, what could she do? No one wanted to party up with the "Explosion fanatic" due to the liability of being around her, but they were all just jealous, jealous of the pure unbridled beauty of explosion magic. well, there had been Kazuma and his party, but the constant competition between the three women in the party over his affection had led to some... situations in the past, and it had been best to take a break from them. She missed the company and the raw experiances she had but that was all in the past.
Now living coin to coin in the inns of Arcadia Megumin was merely looking for a hot meal and place to sleep.
"Hey runt, covered in toad again?" a mouthy voice commented as she strode past him.
The crimson glare she gave would have stopped most dead in their tracks, but in this world, she was still an unknown.