SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

but die (1) ============== 1.

Skill.

A word that made many hunters cry.

The conditions for skill awakening are different for each person.

-Smashed the Scarecrow 10,000 times at the training ground.

Then it happened on its own? - One day I suddenly heard the voice of God! -Magic? It was just okay when I got to the tower.

There were hunters who had all the character and guts, but had no talent, so they went back and forth.

The latter was typically ranked No.

1 Yeomje.

If life is compared to a game, isn't the life of Yeomjae a game of skill? If you want anything, you will get it with your own skills.

My life...

it's just an ordinary game of luck.

“Wow hey hey!”

How long have you been wandering aimlessly after leaving the bar? I ended up pouring my overtime in a deserted alleyway.

“If you are unlucky, Mr.

not at all.”

When was the most frustrating moment while playing the game? Anyone who has played paid phone games knows this well.

That moment was not when the 5 star did not come out no matter how many times I turned the lottery...

5 stars, worse than 3 stars.

Even my 5-star was worse than my 1-star.

+ [I want to be like you] Rank: S+ Effect: Automatically activated when killed by an enemy.

Copy 1 of the skills of the enemy that killed you, making it yours.

It is not possible to re-copy the destination that has already been copied once.

Which skill to copy is randomly determined.

※However, you die! + “Black.

Damn it···." okay.

My life has also been a mess.

When the original skill was awakened, I had to go to the Hunter Management Bureau and report it.

But I didn't even report it.

it's so sad I'm reluctant to show you where this is my skill.

-Hello, Hunter.

How did you awaken your skills? -I'm envious of being ranked number one.

-Yes? -I felt like I was going crazy from envy and jealousy, so I got a skill by telling me to eat this.

I'm the most jealous person ever.

haha.

I can't even say this! In the end, I just drink like I am now and stumble in a secluded alley.

'...where is this place?' But I didn't even do that well.

All of a sudden, he came into a completely unfamiliar alley.

I can't remember where I am or how I got here.

I wonder if I'll end up sleeping on the floor of an alley like this? 'Ah.

It's sad.' The moment I swallowed tears like that.

A faint scream was heard from the other side of the alley.

“Please, evil! Why all of a sudden...!" The sleep luck ran away.

His voice was too vivid to be drunk with makgeolli and listened to nonsense.

Whoever it was, it was a scream that really threatened his life.

'what?' I killed the footsteps.

The sound of breathing was also killed instinctively.

one step.

one step.

I quietly walked towards the alley where the scream was heard.

The closer he got, the more his voice became more vivid.

this.

“Oh, my lord.

Why are you suddenly talking to me?”

"It's no use...

No one is around here anyway..." This was the second stupid thing I did today.

The first mistake was...

Of course, drinking enough to break the fuse of his mind.

I've never been drunk in all my life.

However, this day was an exception.

I was angry that the skill I finally got was S-class shit, so I drank makgeolli like water.

The second mistake was not to run away as soon as the scream was heard.

“I pre-poisoned the glass you drank.”

“Do you mean poison? What are you talking about from a while ago, sir?”

"Yah.

good acting Anyone who sees it will know that I really don’t know.”

Inside a dead-end alley.

There was a couple of men and women in a dark place with no street lights.

Perhaps it is strange to simply say 'there was'.

The man threatened the woman, and the woman threatened the man.

“The gastric juice of the Basilisk.

Originally, you were the poison in my glass.

hey If it wasn't for my skills, something really bad would have happened.

Uh, why? My face turned pale.

Mrs.

Saint.”

“Is it possible that I can’t read it all? No, that's ridiculous.

You probably don't have that skill." “No.”

The sound of a man's laughter spread softly.

“But I have a skill that is a little better than that.”

And I recognized the man.

No matter how dark the alley was, there was no way he couldn't recognize the man's back...

Just last night on TV, I saw a back that looked exactly the same.

'It's really salty!' The hunter who ranks first.

protagonist of this era.

An idol admired by all.

That is why he is envied and envied by all...

and especially the hero whom I am envious of.

Furthermore.

'That woman is a saint!?' I covered my mouth to stop breathing.

saint.

He is the 9th-ranked hunter in the world selected by the Bureau of Management, and the one who caused a scandal saying that he is dating a flamethrower these days.

There was an all-time beauty that I had only seen in videos and photos on the Internet.

“But the jokes don’t end there.

If you touch me, you have to pay the price.”

Not only was he there, he was being threatened.

“Come on, wait a minute.

sir salt.

You misunderstood something...

I have nothing but the desire to team up with Yeomje-nim and attack the tower!”

“I thought so too, but no.”

"Please wait! Think about it.

When Yeomje-nim and I form a team, the 40th floor is natural, and maybe even the 50th floor can be conquered within a year! Yes! It's a place that mankind has never conquered, but if it's just the two of us!" “I thought so too, but no.”

I was astonished.

'These two.

Weren't we dating...?' It was talked about on the internet.

The broadcast also dealt with the dating rumors of the two heroes.

However, there was no element of love in the image that was unfolding before my eyes.

Even as a joke, it was difficult to tell because lovers were fighting.

intention to kill.

There were only those who wanted to kill the opponent and those who did not want to die.

“Let’s talk, please! Let’s clear up misunderstandings through dialogue.”

"conversation? Ah, conversation.

It's good.

divine.”

The flame grabbed the saint's neck.

“Kwok…!?”

“But I set the rules for the conversation.”

“Guck,”

the saint struggled.

Are you short of breath? As she struggled, the more she struggled, the more I was choking as I watched her secretly.

Oh my gosh.

Oh My God.

Something that shouldn't have happened was happening right in front of us.

“I ask questions.

you just answer Oh, you don't have to answer with words.

If my question is correct, I nod my head, and if I am wrong, I shake my head.

That’s it.”

“Hey, whoops…! Whoops..." “If you faithfully respond to the conversation, I will spare you.

I'll even give you an antidote as a bonus.

However, if even one of them ignores my gentlemanly consideration...

I don't need to explain more, you know? You said you came from Oxford.

Get some smart brains.”

The saint slapped the flame's arm, which was desperately holding her neck.

chin! chin! But nothing changed.

It was impossible in the first place for a saint who had grown into a healer to defeat the flame by force.

“It’s true.

I have only one question for you.”

“Uh, huh.

Whoops..." “Who ordered me to kill? just answer that Did the Black Dragon Witch do it?”

twitch.

The saint stopped struggling.

“Think carefully before answering.

Even though I'm not fussy, I have the skill to detect lies.

If you get caught playing goura, I will burn you even to the bones.”

“·················ogue.”

Perhaps the saint seemed a little hesitant.

dark alley.

I couldn't see her face, but I could feel her silence.

While Yeomje watched, the saint slowly nodded her head.

“I knew it would.”

A small laugh rang out.

“Goodbye, Saint Isabelle.”

The fire burned.

The fire engulfed the dead end.

From the hand of the Flame Emperor to the saint's neck and all over her body.

The saint, engulfed in flames, began to struggle.

It was a struggle to live.

However, no matter how hard he struggled, he did not budge.

I just stare at the burning saint with an expressionless expression.

"Hmm." Even in the scorching fire, the flame was calm.

Calmly and weakly, he did not let go of the saint's neck until the end.

The saint swung her arms, scratched and scratched her wrists with her nails, and finally reached out towards the night sky...

but soon stopped.

stretched out It was no longer moving.

'crazy···!' died right before my eyes the hero of mankind.

Perhaps it would be strange to simply say 'dead'.

Yes.

The saint was not an ordinary dead woman.

she was murdered To Yeomje, who was treated equally as a hero of mankind.

'It's crazy.' The saint has already become a lump of charcoal.

Still, the fire did not stop.

The flame himself did not stop.

Yeomje burned her so that all of the saint's flesh and bones melted into ashes and forests.

With an expressionless face all the time.

'I'm not crazy.' I stepped back.

'You must run away immediately.' And today I made the third and last mistake.

Agjak-.

It was a small sound.

It wasn't a can, it was just the noise of a glass being stepped on.

Maybe it's a piece of glass that someone broke the soju bottle? Or maybe it was the glass that was blown away by the wind...

I didn't know.

I didn't even need to know.

There was something else I really needed to know.

I just realized that I made a stupid mistake.

“…ho.”

And that the flame is not a hunter who will miss the mistakes of other humans.

“I took care of all the rats nearby.

There is still one left.”

“Ugh!”

As soon as our eyes met the flame, I ran.

I ran without looking back.

Those eyes were the eyes of a murderer.

I didn't kill one or two people, but dozens.

Or even more slaughtered demon cubs.

The devil tried to kill me.

“Hey, kid.

cute?" It was the moment when the flame was ridiculed.

hot! I felt a hot sensation near my ankle, and the next moment, I was rolling on the ground.

At first I couldn't understand why I fell.

Until I saw my feet on the floor.

“Hey, uh…!?”

foot was cut off my feet His right and left feet were cut off with the entire shoe.

The trademark of a famous brand painted on the side of the sneaker is very white.

“Sah, please save me! Save me!”

“Then why are you running away? You were so cold.”

The flame was bending over.

It was picking up my feet.

He picked up my foot and played with it as if he was tossing and catching a baseball by himself.

tuk.

tuk.

"Hey.

Did you see it?”

“Mom, I didn’t see it!”

The salt has arrived.

“What did you not see?”

“I know nothing! please.

I am nothing…”

“What do you not know?”

“Please...

my lord, please...

save me.

I won't say anything.

No matter where I go, I won't tell you..." A flicker hung over my head.

He was looking down at me with his knees bent.

“Wow.

So, you saw that I was the flame, and you know that I am the flame.

I've seen it all.

You know everything.”

"please···." “Brother, am I just doing this to make you feel bad? Why do you say you don’t know even though you know?”

Yeomjee touched my feet here and there.

"Tell me.

who sent it? Another black dragon?”

“I… really nothing… nothing….”

“You don’t know anything, but you were watching me with the saint over there? Quiet like a rat? Yah.

Brother, you are overflowing with credibility.

If I was just a little more Hogu, I would just believe it.”

Yeomji smiled softly.

"But I'm not a hogu, is it?" A fire broke out in front of my eyes.

Whoops! The flames that spread from the flame's hand burned my feet.

All burned and gone.

Brand names of well-known brands.

Shoes that have been worn for a long time.

The feet, which have been part of my body for longer than that.

All gone.

“Next is your head.

Answer me straight.”

My mind went blank.

This demon...

is crazy.

he was crazy It was useless to say anything to the madman.

All of his thoughts were right and he was the right bastard.

A psychopath who just kills people who have done nothing wrong.

A person whose name is ranked number one.

Human, how can you do that? Are you saying you fell in love with this person? People...

And did I think of this kind of person as a hero? It's good to be honest.

Did you exalt yourself by saying you have a cool personality? this crazy guy? “Hey, that’s a lie…”

"What?" “Lie detection skill....

They say you have lie-detection skills.”

I was desperately speaking.

“You told the saint.

You can tell if you lie.

So please answer well.

“·················ogue.”

“Try it out.

You know what I'm saying is true.

sir salt.

I just happened to pass by by chance.

Please believe me!”

The Emperor's expression darkened.

“Is that goura?”

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