ZZzzz...
The snores were as loud as thunder.
The clown laying on the sofa even had a giant red balloon tied to his nose.
With his breath.
The balloon inflated and deflated, and "ZZzzz..." was written on it in black ink.
The ten-minute countdown ended.
Ding Ding Ding!
The alarm clock in the clown's pocket began to twitch wildly.
Pop!
The red balloon tied to his nose exploded at the same time.
The awakened clown jumped up and pointed towards the door.
"Time's up.....Purgatory Conquer Squad, let's go!!"
Cass gathered up his courage and stepped forward to ask:
"Mr. Clown, do you have any powerful weapons here?
If the target has 'Impervious to Knives and Spears' characteristic, it would be difficult to hurt them with this ordinary short sword."
"To hurt Guto... It's not just about the weapon you know!
You must also possess enough strength and master various combat skills."
"Hmm!" Cass nodded his head.
