SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Our children have changed.

(2) “What do you mean? My kids are pure, cute, hard-working, sincere… After all, they are children born with a lot of good things in the world.

What do you know about us Blinds?”

-okay.

arm bulging.

Be sure to be born as a goblin in the next life.

The mastermind clicked his tongue.

At that moment, a voice echoed in my head.

[The quest on the 34th floor is given.] Did you judge that the situation of the stage was revealed at least at least? The quest was delivered from the tower.

In front of my eyes, the letters spread like paint.

+ [The Age of Warring States: The Crisis of the Classics] + The name of the quest was unfamiliar.

I knelt in frustration and looked up at the quest window.

+ [The Warring States Period: Crisis of the Classics] Difficulty: B+ Mission Objective: You have succeeded in imparting a myth to a designated tribe.

Designated people are born to listen to you, see your deeds, and learn your beliefs.

But the excitement is short-lived.

After hearing the same story over and over for hundreds of years, the new generation of designated people are tired of the ordinary 'classic'! For some time now, secondary creations of classics have been gaining popularity in the designated society.

This flow, which surpassed the sensational popularity and came close to a storm, threatened even the place of the original myth! 'Ugor.

I like the black kekerukker better than the good kekerukker.' 'The tradition is that the golden lilies and the silver lilies are connected.' 'Salcheonseong and swordsmanship are good.' 'What do you mean you don't know? Swordsmanship is classic only when it is associated with the heavenly devil.' It's a big deal! The designated tribes began to quarrel over the true myth.

If this goes on, the designated tribes may lose their common myth.

When the common myth is broken, the designated tribes cannot practice the auric tactics! noble white lion For the designated people, performing in a theater is a myth, and the play that garners the most intense applause is a true love story.

You decide what is true myth and true history! Unify the myths and establish the Auric base! ※However, if you fail to deliver, your race loses the attribute 'Magyo'.

+ "......." I read the quest window several times.

"Huh… .

In short, my stories have been so twisted that I'm confused about what's real and what's fake.

If we leave this as it is, the Auror method that I envisioned will also go out of business.”

-I guess so? “Hmm.”

I stroked my chin.

what to do with this In an instant, several thoughts crossed my mind.

But my first thought was.

“Do I need to fix anything?”

I just wanted to leave it as it is.

“I would get tired of hearing the same story every day.

The kids say they're going to try something new because they're hungry for a new play, but there's no reason for me to ashes on it.”

-OK? So, what kind of Auror Jinbeop did you ambitiously prepared? “That is my desire.

It started because Uburka agreed that it would be fun.

If the kids of today's age reject it because they don't think it's fun, what do they think? I do not intend to interfere with the children playing and having fun.”

- Whoa.

The mastermind clapped his hands.

- For the first time, you look like a grown-up parent.

“I have always been a grown-up parent.”

- The sound of dogs is brilliant.

If there is a contest to select the most childish parents in the world, you will win overwhelmingly there.

it's a zombie "Five.

That play looks fun.”

I pointed to the theater across the street.

There are so many theaters in this city.

If the amphitheaters at the three-way intersection are large conglomerates, that is a small theater company that has established itself in the alley commercial district.

However, the poster for the play was pretty, probably because he had only polished his advertising skills.

-Kekerukker Epic! Watch Kekerukker's blood and fire drama [Hwa Sword Rumble]! The elf ticket clerk shouted.

-[Demon King Esdel], [Cheonma Sillok], and [Rabiel and Kekerukker], all stories start here and end here! Two people who are always together on a mythical journey! He and his story! A hobgoblin with a black tattoo overlaid on the poster is a bit soft for some reason.

And there was one hobgoblin, a muscular hobgoblin.

A two-shot staring straight ahead with their backs to each other.

“Looking at you, it’s just you and me.

right?" -Yeah.

I guess that's the story of the two of us.

The background was also of interest.

We entered the small theater with high expectations.

A few logs that had been scraped cleanly were placed on the surface, and the designated audience sat on them.

full seat.

The seating area was filled to the brim.

"Oh oh." Expectations were higher than expected for a proper facility.

“It's small, but clean.

It feels like a complete minority.”

-But, among the things you told Uburka, was there anything that could be said to be about you and me? Well ? Except for [Cheonma Sillok], there was nothing.

“Well, this seems to be a secondary creation.

Ah.

I guess I'll start.

Watch quietly...

You don’t have to.”

-Even if we talk amongst ourselves, other people can't hear it, so it's secretly sweet.

“Do they not sell popcorn at the theater? Watermelon beer? Deep-fried watermelon skins? what's this.

Why do you guys like watermelon so much?”

We watched the play [Hwageom Ranmu] while flirting.

For a moment, I was pounding with high expectations.

The faces of me and Bae Huo-ryeong, or their faces, rotted away in real time as the play progressed.

“What?”

- Fuck you? The two of us ran out in the middle of the play.

- Did these bastards run around? "crazy." -It wasn't me that was drawn on the poster, it was the flames!? "crazy." -Why is the scene of an argument with Chunma eating up the wild flame!? "crazy." Crazy nonsense came out of my mouth.

three crazy.

Triple Eva.

It was a strikeout.

“Coming to think of it, I think we need to decide what the real Shinhwa is.

Children's fun? Of course it's important.

But it's not a salt.

It's not a salt.

crazy.

These kids cross the line.”

- You're right! Rip it all off! Bae Huo-ryeong and I vowed to complete the quest with one heart.

“Let’s see how we can solve this situation first.”

I wandered around the city until nightfall.

As a result, it was found that the present era had unexpectedly significant problems.

It was also related to the newly acquired characteristics of the designated tribes.

+ [Magyo(魔敎)] Category: Religion, Military, Politics.

Origin: [Evil Evil Doctrine] Description: Finally, the white lion belief began to be established as one religion after [Guru doctrine] and [Evil Evil Doctrine]! By the first prophet Gorke, the white lion was recognized as a friend and father of the designated tribe.

Through the second prophet Uburka, the Jiho tribe learned about the myths of the white lion.

However, the current Magyo is facing a crisis of identity! There are various sects about how to interpret the myths of the White Lion.

The sects accuse each other of heresy, claiming that they are the true white lions! People who believe in different myths have different images.

The appearance and efficacy of the Auror vary greatly depending on which image is used as the base! Solve the problem of doctrinal interpretation! ※However, this characteristic may change depending on the development of history.

※danger! There are 16 sects in dispute over doctrine.

Intensifying conflict can lead to religious strife, and sometimes even racial divisions! + “Oh my gosh.”

I can roughly understand how the history of the past 300 years has flowed.

"this.

Maybe it's the problem with Uburka's death.

If that child was still alive, he would have been able to subdue it by force...

.”

-indeed.

The children who had been sitting on the floor without making a sound in the meantime were starting to raise their voices.

“It would be.”

Uburka was strong.

It was strong, but it was too strong.

When the absolute strong disappeared, even if there was a difference of opinion among the designated tribes, things did not go according to one person's will.

A very natural conflict.

Just as everyone goes through puberty, the designated tribe was also experiencing the pain of growth.

- Welcome, everyone! If I can't have it, I'd rather destroy it all! Take a look at Esdel's unique charm! -This is the traditional blood chemistry drama! Go to other pseudo-plays! - Who are you looking at? Heretics! - The flame was actually a sage!? This is the story of a man who fell victim to Kekerukker's beast...

… … … Although the pain is evolving in a very strange direction.

Art and religion are not separated for the designated people.

The person who demonstrates the blood painting is the priest, and the stage of the play is the temple.

Which plays you go to matches with which sect you believe in.

'Depending on the image you have in mind, it will change drastically even if you come.' art.

religion.

Military.

Important fields are tied together.

Never, never, it's not just a matter of cult of flames.

It was the car that made the decision.

-Ouch! Where is the law for this? remote Harlem.

In this place where the poor designated tribes dig a hole in the ground, a chirping voice resounded.

When I turned my head to look, there was an argument going on in front of the small, shabby theater.

- In the judging, obviously, I ate first place! My acting skills were overwhelming! The main character of the fight was an elf.

The small fairy squawked.

In front of such an elf, a large hobgoblin was clasping her arms.

-But why would someone else take the role instead of me? Is it a bribe? Is it a relationship? You have to go on stage based on your pure skill, you can't do this! - We don't take bribes.

ugh.

I don't even pick it up with my contacts.

Although it is poor, it is a troupe with 130 years of tradition.

Don't look down on me.

-Then why didn't I get selected for the supporting role, let alone the lead role! Is it because I'm from a fairy tribe? Don't be funny! It's racial discrimination! I will formally protest to the Reconciliation Council! - It's not that I didn't choose you because you're a fairy.

We pursue equality by following Kekerukker's advice.

but.

said the hobgoblin troupe solemnly.

-you… too weak to fall - What, what? - What is the body? Extremist eyes carefully scanned the elf.

-The back is bent.

The shoulders are thin.

The muscles are inconsistent.

Its limbs are flabby like a spider's leg.

Thighs...

is that thigh? I don't know how they hold up their body.

The troupe shook his head.

- No matter how good your acting skills are, what do you do? Audiences these days focus on muscles a lot.

With a poor body like yours, even a child with a nosebleed cannot be captivated.

not qualified -Bae, an actor only needs to be good at acting! The elf was furious.

But as if he was paying attention to himself, he covered his body with both hands.

The troupe still shook his head, revealing his thick muscles.

-no.

An actor is a priest who spreads Kekerukker's teachings to the people, a warrior who takes the lead in fighting when a war breaks out, and a fighter who runs to a duel when a council is called.

Do these guys still decide the agenda by duel in Congress? It's like these cute little guys.

-That's why the audience happily clap their hands at the actors.

Acknowledging that there is truth in their fantasies.

Who would be enchanted by a warrior who only talks on stage? -Ugh.

Ugh...

-Your muscles are weak.

First, increase your chest muscles four times more.

Then I'll listen to you.

- Poetry, and according to mythology, Kekerukker also had visceral muscles! I'm built-in too! It's stronger than it looks! - Ugor.

The troupe smirked.

-Then do kekerukker instead of an actor.

Transform into a lion and help the race.

At least in our troupe, we don't believe in visceral muscles.

- Come on, wait a minute.

extreme lord.

Just once! In the end, the fairies fell to their knees and clinged to the extremism's toes.

-Please let me see the review one more time! I am confident that I will do much better than the last time.

Yeah? After seeing my acting, won't other muscle pigs even catch my eye? I am an acting genius! If you choose me as the main character, no, at least give me the seat of Sama-gun in [Cheonma Sillok]! Then there will be a revolution in the guru theater world! - The learner does not kneel.

extremists dismissed it.

- Exercise.

build muscle All I can say is that -Ah! Seed! The fairies are different from you, so they don't have big muscles, you ignorant pigs! Do you have muscles attached to your brain? - I have nothing more to share.

The hobgoblin gently pushed the elf away.

evil! The elf screamed and rolled over.

- Oops, I'm dead! Gosh! Fungi are racist! It's sad to be born as an elf! If I had been born as a goblin, I would have debuted on stage right away, but I was born as a guy with big ears for nothing, so am I being treated like this? Does Kekerukker know what you guys are doing! - I'm sorry...

.

Go and make some money.

-I like acting more than money! The theater troupe closed the theater door with a click.

The elf, who looked like an aspiring actor, cried.

- Great cat! Kekerukker! Please give me the talent of an actor! Even once is good, so please let me go on stage! You may take my soul! No, even a demon is fine, so take my soul! Take it and let me debut! please! hmmm.

I stroked my chin.

“I came up with a good way.”

-Yes? what? “Let’s make a top star actor.”

Show the true play to the designated people who believe in false stories.

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