SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Hatred.

(2) [Please select a skill card.] But I had no choice but to stop my arm.

The moment I reached out to snatch the card, my fingers were entangled with my fingers, much smaller than mine.

“I can’t do that, Confucius.”

"Yes?" “That’s not fun.”

Amethyst let out a breath: “Aren’t you going to show off your cool side at the end of the subject that you’ve provoked so far?”

I had a momentary tingling in my back.

Her fingers entangled in mine, as if breathing in shape.

A warm, cool, misty feel corroded my hands.

"...what are you talking about?" "Whoa." Conversely, Amethyst's breath sounded like a finger.

Every time she came closer and whispered in my ear, holding my hand, a finger-like breath garzak, garzak, gnawing at my ear.

“Confucius held out the first card he got and told him to give the reward to the dwarf… but look? It’s clearly written on that card.”

Tuk Tuk Tuk Amethyst touched the card in my hand with her thin fingernail The golden card trembled as if it had been infected with static electricity + [I want to be like you] Rank: S+ Effect: When killed by an enemy Activated automatically.

Copy 1 of the skill of the enemy that killed you, and make it yours.

You cannot copy the opponent you have already copied once.

The skill to be copied is determined at random.

※However, it dies.

+ “Look, Confucius.”

The breath that had become a finger hooked my eardrum and said, "It's clearly written here...

No, not there.

Here.

The last part.

Clearly, [Which skill to copy is randomly decided].

It’s done.”

Amethyst smiled broadly, like a girl playing a bad joke.

“Confucius, he told me to give up my skills according to [the rules set by the tower].”

Perhaps, it is the purest thing that a human being called amethyst can show.

There was a thumping sound, and as soon as there was a cracking sound, the golden cards suddenly scattered.

Amethyst leaned into my arm and whispered, "It doesn't matter if you take away a piece of the villain's flesh, but please, according to the fair laws of the tower, [randomly] decide which part of the flesh to choose.

.”

I lifted my head and looked up, the night sky.

Nine golden fireflies fluttered constantly.

When the constellations were broken, each card became a meteor, and when it cut through the night sky, a long tail of comets followed.

I met Geomje, and he told me which skill to choose, looking at them all from behind.

"......." "But the end will come to all luck." I saw purple pupils, purple pupils looked at me too.

Perhaps there is no mirror as transparent as her eyes.

I saw at best a curtain of purple pupils, beyond which was an endless series of reflected inner eyes.

, The mirror is mirrored again, and the mirror is mirrored again… the purple mirror… “Now, leave it to Confucius’ luck.”

Suddenly, my gaze was fixed.

Once I looked into the amethyst's eyes, it was impossible to turn my head anywhere else.

It felt like I was caught in a clever trap.

Purple eyes lit up my eyes, then purple again.

My pupils reflected in my pupils reflected in my pupils...

'Ah.' I tried to come to my senses, 'Calm down.' If I stayed still like this, I forgot how to say it, and for hours, tens, hundreds of hours, I thought I would become a stone statue staring into the amethyst's eyes.

I took a breath.

Then he nodded slowly, "As you said, I'll pick what I want in that situation." “Ahaha.”

“But you set the rules.”

“What?”

“[I never look at the back of the card.] Unless you open the back and show it to me, I won’t look at the back of the card myself.”

“Yeah, well.

It’s natural, but it’s a strange story.”

"only." I looked at the amethyst.

He strengthened his eyes with the Auror, and only looked at her.

“Just because I pick up a card, please don’t treat it as if I picked it right away.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“I want you to give me time to look at the cards, touch them, and play around with them.

Ah.

I'll never see the backside with my own eyes anyway.

If I turn the card over and see the description, it doesn’t matter if I just cancel the skill.”

“Ugh… … ." Amethyst smiled mischievously.

"I'm curious.

What you're going to do.

All right, Confucius.

Little can wait for Confucius' choice.

You can even stop the time of this world.”

“There is no need for such consideration.”

“Okay.

Let’s try it!”

I've collected all the golden cards first, up to nine.

The cards flicked around like a golden ball in a sporting event in a very famous fantasy novel, but Arthur, little ones.

“Whoa.”

I took a deep breath, my hand drew cards very carefully, one by one from the deck, and...

"..." I looked at the amethyst sitting across from us.

They exchanged glances close together.

"......?" No.

This card is not the skill I wanted.

I immediately made a decision and put the first card down.

"Huh?" Viscount Amethyst laughed, "Are you trying to guess the card by looking at the villain's expression?" There was a mix of laughter and ridicule: "What kind of poker do you play, Mr.

Confucius? No one can read Soin's expression on her face.

The only thing she can gain from reading her face is praise for her perfect beauty, astonishment at her noble dignity, And nothing but the infinite joy of being itself.”

I looked at the amethyst, "Viscount." "Yes." “You don’t hear me telling you to go somewhere and stop fucking bullshit?”

“This is usually the case with the villains’ vassals.

Is it really too much? There is no housekeeper who treats, loves, and cares for the vassals as much as the small ones.”

While Amethyst was ranting, I carefully and calmly pulled the cards out one by one.

"......." Not even this card.

next.

Neither is this card.

next.

Next, next, next… … .

"......?" Amethyst noticed the strange air current when the 9 cards were reduced to 3 cards.

“Mr Confucius.

you… … ." Maybe I'm not just guessing cards by reading Amethyst's expression, but maybe I have a clear way to carefully classify the cards.

Such suspicions must have surfaced in Tapju's head belatedly.

"What are you doing? How are you going to figure out the cards?”

"well." I looked at the amethyst, “I don’t know if I’m going to move on to another skill.”

"Confucius doesn't have clairvoyance skills.

Even if he has clairvoyance skills, it's impossible to see through the skill cards.

It's a magic embodied with a really special material.

When Amethyst narrowed her brow, I discarded one more card.

the last two chapters.

I looked at the amethyst.

"......." "You have some interesting cards left." I was still looking at the face of the card.

The front of the card is painted gold.

And an unknown pattern was engraved, and this pattern was actually a material that caused a controversy among hunters.

What the hell did you draw? The text is like this: First of all, a polyhedron that you don't know if it's a dice is floating in the center.

And two snakes wind around the polyhedron.

Lastly, leaves and flowers that you do not know what kind of plant it is, brightly embroider the edges.

Hunters argued countless times.

“Why are these patterns engraved on skill cards?”

“The polyhedron means the Holy Grail.

The two snakes point to Satan.

In other words, the tower tells us that demons surround the Holy Grail!”

“Then what are these flies and flowers?”

“Does this mean the demons are interested in environmental movements?”

It's a good deal." But there was no hunter who gave a clear answer to this.

I don't know, maybe, but guessing that there might be a hint if you go up to the 100th floor was the most popular.

Even 11 years later.

"flaw." Suddenly, a laugh broke out.

Viscount Amethyst tilted her head.

“What is funny?”

"Nope.

It reminds me of our top kids messing around.

Here's the pattern.

A pattern engraved on the card.

With this, the Hunters just spread out nonsensical nonsense as if they were real.”

by the way.

“This is just the Viscount’s family crest.”

Amethyst blinked her eyes.

"Yes.

By the way?”

“Puhahahaha.”

Here's the situation: In the kingdom, [magic] or [magic] is symbolized as [snake].

This is because snakes are believed to have inherited dragon blood, and magic was also developed by dragons.

As many miracles originating from dragons, it is natural to portray them as [snakes].

So, the progenitor of the family is a wizard, or the progenitor of the family is a wizard.

In both cases, the emblem of the family must include a snake.

Viscount Amethyst's distant ancestors are said to have killed a fairly famous wizard.

The corpse of the sorceress that was so depleted went into the pattern of the noble family.

The place where the Archmage lived was a very vast forest called Sujeongrim (水晶林).

So a few pieces of leaves and a few flowers were decorated around the snake.

[This wizard was found in the forest] and Viscount Amethyst's ancestors ate up the original territory ruled by the Archmage.

So, the family name was also named after the forest, and it became Sujeong (水晶).

The unknown polyhedron drawn in the middle of the pattern is crystal.

In other words.

[The ancestors of this family tore and killed a wizard who lived in the forest, and was given the title of crystal in the name of his work].

This is the meaning of the pattern engraved on the front of the card.

That's all.

end.

“Your Viscount, you are a real nerd.

Why do you slap your family flag on the front of the card?”

“I don’t know why you are suddenly swearing at me.

Of course, the tower was made by a small person.

A dwarf is a nobleman of the kingdom.

You signed your own autograph on the work you made, what are your complaints?”

“With this, hundreds of thousands of priests in the outside world, what is God’s will, is it God’s notice, or how? … .”

“A small person is also a god, so isn’t the will of a small person the will of God?”

No one I've ever met is a stranger.

Anyway, I looked at Amethyst and said, "Well, it's not even this card.

Dropped out." "......" I discarded one of the last two cards, Amethyst narrowed her brow, "Do you know what the card was?" “Yeah, it was an incredibly good skill.”

“Tell me.”

Amethyst asked me for evidence, and was willing to accompany her: "[The Beloved of the Dice]." “……”

“The rank is almost SSS-level.

The effect is simple.”

There is only one sentence to describe this skill.

No, it is only one word.

+ [Those who are loved on the dice] Rank: SSS Heavenly luck + Heavenly luck.

“In a word, it is a [lucky] skill.

The eyes and whatnot, this is actually the most fraudulent skill.

You get lucky? It's the end of the game.

No matter how difficult the quest is, no matter how difficult the stage is, you are lucky." So this is the card I left on the last two cards: “I thought a lot about it.”

"……how?" "I really thought a lot about whether to use this card or that card.

Maybe Amethyst Manager...

ah, okay.

I'll hit you.

Even if you didn't provoke me, I unconditionally went all-in with [The One Who Loved on Dice].

”

As a matter of fact, there is a saying that has been passed down from the tower for a long time.

It's a skill, "But I'm not going to take this skill." I looked at the amethyst and said, "I'm going to choose something else." From start to finish, all the while sorting and choosing cards, he looked only at amethyst.

"......" More precisely, he looked into her purple eyes.

"...aha." Belatedly, “Really, indeed.”

Amethyst realized my trick and laughed, "Mr.

Confucius." "Yes." “You have seen the eyes of a dwarf.”

Yes.

"Yes." It was a simple way.

I looked at the amethyst.

“I have only seen the reflection in your purple eyes.”

Amethyst closed her lips.

She was smiling happily.

He smiled and was silent, just looking at me without moving.

“Do you still see well?”

I nodded.

"Yes." Your eyes are so transparent.

Purple would be the lowest color to reflect anything.

Amethyst's eyes are like endless reflections of a mirror.

"Can you read it?" “Look a little closer.”

The distance between the two of us was already close enough.

I picked up the last remaining card and looked into her eyes.

My vision, strengthened by the auror, was locked in her eyes--- a mirror maze.

"Read." Viscount Amethyst whispered, "......" The gap between sight and hearing.

Taking a breather at the disjointed senses, I read what would become my gold: "The phalanx's skull." "Yes." “Rank.

SSS+.”

"Yes.

It was measured by the dwarf.”

"effect.

It holds the memories of the living.

Archived memories are stored in the [Box].

This chest can only be destroyed by those who possess the skill...

… ." "Keep talking." Viscount Amethyst's voice grew closer, maybe it's just an illusion, because by the unusually enhanced vision, now in my eyes, all I see is the purple letters circled in the mirror.

"Unless the box is destroyed, you can produce the body of a person who inherits the same memory over and over again.”

“In a nutshell, if you put the original memory in a box, you can create a body to contain the memory any number of times, hundreds of thousands of times, tens of thousands of times.

However, it cannot be done simultaneously.

Only one body.

Only when the body is destroyed can the next body be created.”

“……”

“What are you doing? Confucius.

You keep talking.”

“…the body can travel the world, build new memories, and [update] these experiences back into the box, if you allow it, of course.”

“Think of a game with famous Italian plumbers.”

Viscount Amethyst giggled.

The sound of laughter grew closer than before.

"Do you come back to me even if you die while playing a game? Even if you die, you don't die.

Life is [coins].

The phalanx dragon's box that holds memories is a [save point], so to speak.

..

If you lose your life and die, you will just return to the save point.

Of course, your dead life will not be saved...

but you can only save it at the save point again if you come back alive.”

"......." "because of this." Viscount Amethyst said, "Many people have died." The story behind that skill.

"How many people want to have a save point in life? There must be as many people as those who want to return.

The phalanx dragon.

Those who know of her will cross the desert and cross the desert.

I risked my life to somehow meet the phalanx dragon by swimming through the river, through the jungle infested with monsters.”

A story that cannot be expressed in words [skill], “although many people died in the process.”

"......." "178 people succeeded in reaching the phalanx dragon's nest." And 178 humans had [save points].

They succeeded in changing their lives into [Coins] without fear of death and without fear of the eternal end.

“The worst military group was created.”

An army of 178 men spread throughout the world.

“They wore flags on their backs to indicate where they belonged while they were alive.

Therefore, it was called “Mid-Byeong (鳴旗兵)”.

Soldiers waving flags that have already set.

“One thousand years ago, Banseok Weisa was praised as the strongest archer.

The 17th Rasonmunju, who commanded the Sanwa's strongest assassination unit, Rasonmun.

Daedo (大盜), who made the entire royal road into a sea of fire and then fled leisurely.

600 years ago, a great enemy who occupied half of the rivers of the kingdom and had dozens of warships.

1300 years ago, a prospect who was expected to become the best wizard in the kingdom.”

In the long history of the kingdom.

Each one of them wrinkled an era.

Just like my master who conquered the last days of Moorim.

“They have formed [an army of immortals].”

There were 178 such warriors.

“When you see troops approaching from across the desert, waving dozens of flags, they say that all humans fall in fear, children cry, and the soldiers lose their morale and run away.”

"......." "Like that, terminal illness was nothing more than a human-made natural disaster." I opened my lips, still blinded by the mirror-maze.

“What happened in the end? those people.”

Viscount Amethyst laughed softly.

“I have become the enlisted men of the dwarfs.”

“It is immediately understandable why the nobles of the kingdom, who view small people as bastards, do not declare family wars against small people.

"And.

[Selection complete.] The card in my hand melted brightly.

[Skill copied.] At the same time, the maze of mirrors was also solved.

Purple Mirror lost no more shining cards.

The mirror became the pupil again, and what I was looking at became the pupil of an amethyst, and when I realized it, I was facing the amethyst.

He left a lot of scars.

What is Confucius going to do with those cards?”

It was the best distance for a viper to bite someone's neck.

"I'm curious about the villain.

Very.

No matter how great it is, the dragon and the military's skills have been reduced to loot after being defeated by the villain.

”

The nobleman whose ancestor was the one who killed the snake was smiling with his eyes, "How are you going to defeat the villain with that?" I smiled too, "Prepare to weave.

Topju." No doubt, I drew the strongest card.230.