SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

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The next moment.

“Whoops.”

Sylvia laughed softly.

The innocence of the sparkling girl did not deny the moisture of that smile at all.

Rather, it blended well.

“As soon as I found out about this, I was startled and hid the note.

The fact that I and Silver Lily Young-ae have been bound by the same fate since birth, or maybe even before they were born.

I hid the note in which the terrifying fact was confessed.”

As if he didn't want anyone to find out.

“Of course not? This is a very seductive secret.

At a social church, the young girls laughed and said [this is a secret I heard from a friend] [Ah, this is a secret I overheard from my parents] I did.

Yes.

It had to be completely different!”

Still, there were many young girls of the same age in EunBulle Social Church.

How can I take this secret note without noticing them? How can I know about this amazing and mysterious coincidence by taking it to Young Ae of the Silver Lily? Little Sylvia was very nervous.

“I am different from other Silver Bell members.

Yes, very different.

Even when those children fell in love with how beautiful Eun Lily Youngae was today, the first time she met someone to dance, and things like that...

… I was secretly looking for some mysterious connection between me and Eun Lily Youngae.

Horoscope, horoscope, birthstone...

.

But now it's all useless.

name.

The names of these two people prove the unbreakable bond between Eun Lily Young-ae and I!”

"......." An excited performance unfolded in the old yard.

The sunset slowly crossed the mountain bud like an old man tired of walking for a long time.

As the day went on, it seemed that the sun had already aged.

When the old sunset falls on the ground, a maid's passionate performance on the ground resounds only with the faded tone of the past, no matter how hard she vomited her voice.

“I don’t care about imperial law or anything like that.

ethics? moral? Fuck you.

I was sure.

Silver Lily Young Ae just doesn't know this yet, so if I succeed in passing this secret note to him, I will skip the strawberry vines in the courtyard where the social gathering is held, and pass through the maze-like yard, and finally, the Silver Lily Young Ae will come to the shrine.

If you go up to the hall where you are dancing with the fields...

… .

I went up to the hall and waited until all the lines of idiot-like men who were waiting to hold hands with Silver Lily Young-ae even once were reduced.”

I easily imagined the sight.

“Finally, at last, if I could tell Young-ae about this secret that I discovered.”

Perhaps at that time, Sylvia, that is, the golden sister, must have been sulking.

He must have run frantically from the courtyard to the hall, so no matter how good he looked, it would not have suited the elegant dignity of a nobleman.

Even if you try to secretly give a congratulatory order, 'I have something to show you, the silver lily!' And I would have thrown away the strife around me.

and.

“Finally my turn has come.”

The two faced each other.

One of them is the flower of the social circle who was appointed as the Crown Prince.

The other is a girl who longs for flowers and is excited.

- What's going on? -I, I, and I are Baron Evanile's daughter-in-law.

Endless glory to the moon of Ivancia! -okay.

What made you want to see me? Baron Young-ae.

Silver Lily Young-ae was tired.

She has been caught up in the social world since dawn.

My mother had long since disappeared.

It was Yeong-ae herself who had to play the role of hostess in this Bansia duke.

Therefore, she not only planned, designed, managed, and supervised all the dances, but also had to grant the honor of reaching out to influential children who applied to her for dancing as a flower of the social circle given her name by Emperor Peha.

While dancing in the hall, I had to be careful not to step on the other person's foot, and at the same time, I had to figure out in real time whether the ball was going well, whether there was any flaw in the orchestra's song selection, and whether there was enough food and drink for the guests.

In other words, Rabiel Ivancia was already dealing with an axis of the empire despite her young age.

Pretty good too.

The peasants of the duke family spread out throughout the ball and reported the rumors and secrets circulating here to the lady owner.

It was also Silver Lily Youngae's job to classify and interpret the information.

Thus, Rabiel Ivancia was living in the [Empire].

The Empire was her world.

“I was so nervous, I reached out to Eun Lily Young-ae!”

on the other side.

Here was a young baron girl who didn't know what an empire was yet, and didn't even need to know it.

She has just discovered a sparkling treasure.

A treasure named coincidence.

The secret note was shabby because I had to crumple it with my hands so that other people would never find it out.

It was even embarrassing to put such rubbish on the beautiful palms of the silver lily Young-ae.

- But you'll find out! Sylvia as a child may have believed so.

-Because, it's amazing! I hope you will be friends! and.

“Silver Lily Young-ae opened the secret note and looked at it for a while.

What.

Come to think of it now, it was probably [a secret command sent by a ganja from an enemy country] or something like that.

But no matter how I look at it, I don't know.

Silver Lily Young-ae looked at me expressionlessly.”

-What is this? “At that time, I made eye contact with Eun Lily Young-ae for the first time.

Do you understand? That's the first time our eyes met! Well, the expression on his face is a bit expressionless, so it's cold, but if he listened to my explanation, it was clear that even his frozen expression would melt away.

I let you know by calming my pounding heart.”

-I, that's, my name...

… .

-your name? -Yes! My name is Sylvia Evanayl, and she, Rabiel Ivancia, the honor of the young lady...

… Splitting the two names and listing them...

… Again, it's the same.

-.......

- Si, isn't it amazing? amazing… really awesome...

… coincidence… … .

“The more I talked, the more I felt like, uh, it wasn’t like this.

I smiled clumsily and looked up at Youngae’s face.”

-.......

"Ah." Sylvia Evanayl in a maid's suit lamented ah, "I saw those eyes and realized.

Yeah, well.

It's not even a disappointment...

it's just a plain uninteresting look.

No.

No.

What should I say? Silver Lily Youngae’s red eyes looked down at me, and for the two seconds she looked down, it felt like everything in me was getting cheaper.”

The sensation of being ripped apart from the tip of your finger: “To that person, I was just trash.”

Silver Lily Young-ae said nothing to the little girl.

Without insulting, mocking or saying goodbye, she just turned her back and left for the ball.

What was left of her was a bunch of crumpled and crumpled papers."...

.

She bent over and grabbed the broomstick, and then began to wipe the letters written in the yard.

, love, marriage, etc.

I wasn't interested in things like that in the first place.

Then I stumbled upon Eun Lily Young-ae, just because she's so beautiful." The consonants and vowels drawn on the ground were engulfed in the dust and disappeared.

“By the way, how dare you insult someone like that?”

Sylvia lifted her head, a smile that was different from the smile she had just seen before.

A poison flower.

Sylvia smiled broadly, with a fierce stench.

"Is Empire So Important? Is it so sacred to rake and sort things out? It’s so important to organize the family affairs, to entrust the people, and to betrothed to the Crown Prince, so I am nothing compared to that.”

It's, "Then I'll prove it." It was a curse.

"The Crown Prince whom you consider so important.

I'll enchant you.

Simple?" "He has a pretty face, pretty whispers, and pretty gestures, so he jumped right in.

The members of the family that you consider important? You asked the Crown Prince to move and kill some of the knights under the imperial family.

How thick you are…! Because I was touched!”

"You despised me every time I did something like that, didn't you, moon of Ivancia?" I'm a cloth that never thought of an empire, but I was curious.

Is such a cloth?" Whoops, all the letters on the floor have been erased.

With the broom on the ground, maid Sylvia politely bowed her head, "I'm afraid I could ruin your unlucky face." "Are you for the empire? You are for the people.

You are loyal to the imperial family, you love your family.

I just.

I just.

I'm just.

I'm going to ruin the empire, throw the people into chaos, put the imperial family into chaos, and then the family goes to hell.

Even after dropping them to … will you still love the Empire and your family?”

Or, “Maybe you hate me madly.”

“I was curious about that.”

Sylvia smiled softly, "I was waiting for the day when my hatred for me became much stronger and deeper than my love for the Empire and the family [like].

It's a pity.

There, there, a poor looking maiden came in and did everything." Because it was ruined.”

Sylvia glanced at me and looked at me.

There was poison in her twinkling eyes under her smile.

"..." Raviel was silent.

What happened in the life of the round.

As Raviel, I can't remember and I can't remember.

My wife, the wisest person in the world, kept her chin on her chin, pondering deeply.

"I know." So I answered instead.

“What do you mean?”

“I know how you must feel and how painful it must have been.”

Sylvia paused.

The original poison that had accumulated in my eyes poured out towards me.

“Dare you,”

said the golden sister Young-ae.

“How dare you say that.”

Young-ae, a golden sister, grabbed her sleeve.

The crumpled sleeves gave rise to haze-like wrinkles all over the clothes.

She shouted hotly and fiercely.

“How do you know that? do you know my wounds Do you know how much I suffered How painful it was that day, how painful it was, how painful it was to be ignored by those who looked up to me! What, how the hell do you know that bullshit,”

“I know.”

I said over and over again.

“I know it very well.”

I didn't say, at least, that I have invested my whole life in vain revenge for something like that.

At the very least, I didn't say, "Have you thrown the whole world you belong to in disaster because of something like that?" being ignored.

being treated as non-existent.

Not being treated like a human is a poison strong enough to kill that person over 4000 times.

"..." Geumsa-mae clenched her teeth.

The teeth were clenched in the closed mouth.

Then, she opened her mouth again.

“If you know that, why are you disturbing me?”

“Your butler.”

Silence fell, "I don't know about your butler.

Maybe I loved you secretly, maybe even my wife.

But what is certain is that the life you used to sharpen your sword for revenge would never have been happy." "......." "The butler wanted someone to help them.

Hamustra took that wish.

I was just dispatched as Hamustra's agent.

In the end, you created the situation.

You are yourself.”

“Why is it because of me?”

“You couldn’t make the butler happy.”

"......." "There was someone who cared for you and loved you, but you ignored it.

You were just engrossed in your own revenge.

Then you should at least be happy with yourself, but you couldn't even achieve that." As a result, “The butler actually became a ‘non-human’.”

I said, "If Raviel was a bastard to you, then you too were a bastard to the butler who was closest to helping you." "...Uh..." Sylvia Evanayl shook her head, "What, it's… the story of the butler." Scattered words flowed in the silence: "It's cowardly to bring up a story about him..." Silence has subsided.

The sunset that has crossed the Seosan Mountain is now dim.

The street lamps in the alleys lit up with a wailing sound.

But in a poor village, the street lamps sold their hands as best they could.

The old hanok was just dark.

"I'm sorry." It was Raviel's voice, "I'm sorry, Sylvia Evanayl." “And I’m sorry.”

Sylvia raised her head slowly, and in the dark night the people seemed to be just shadows gathered in outlines, and a voice of the shadows came out of the shadow's body: "What do you mean…?" "Even if it wasn't in my memory, if the same thing had happened, it would have gone the same way.

I would have ignored you.

I wouldn't have even remembered you.

Because at that time, the only thing that meant to me was the prosperity of the Empire and the glory of the family.

.”

"......." "I'm sorry.

I was a human who didn't know the wounds yet." Raviel got up.

When she got up, the large floor she was sitting on made a squeaky, old sound, like a broken cassette spinning.

“You took away the promised future from me.

You took the place of the Crown Prince, "The Crown Prince has taken over the heart of His Majesty.

The Moon of Ivancia.

The flower of the social world.

The one who will lead the empire in the future.

All those promises were shattered because of it." “So what…?”

“It made my heart bleed for the first time.”

Raviel walked towards Sylvia, “It hurts.

It hurts.

It hurt so much that I had to stick a knife in my heart while looking in the mirror.

Only then did I realize how many people I had hurt.”

“And I met my love.”

Raviel turned to me.

Even in the dark shroud, I recognized the temperature of her breath, the beat of her sound, and the scent of her eyes with supreme clarity.

She was speechless.

Without a word, he was ordering me to come.

I approached her.

“My love was suffering the same wounds as me.

you're a comeback The wounds of life that repeat endlessly.

I didn’t know that there would be someone who could share that kind of thing with me.”

“I am grateful that the curse of eternal repetition has fallen upon me.”

Yes.

“Thanks to you, I was able to meet Confucius.”

I am also grateful for the return of life.

I became grateful.

“It was very painful.”

As Master said, it was a painful and painful day.

"If it weren't for that wound, I wouldn't have recognized my dear fellow." Thanks to him, I was able to see Raviel and fall in love at first sight.

“The only reason I got hurt is to meet someone who is bleeding like me.

Confucius.

I saw you and knew Sylvia.

That’s how I found out.”

“Thank you.

Sylvia Evanile.”

Raviel slowly.

He knelt down on the ground, where the night dust had subsided.

He bowed his head toward his maid.

"thanks." Oh, too.

Also, Raviel...

… is my lover As much as I have for Yoo Soo-ha, Rabiel’s feelings for Sylvia will also be intense.

You will want to get revenge, you will want to get revenge.

Nevertheless, Raviel knelt to Sylvia.

Because the present moment I met is overwhelmingly happy.

Thank you for everything in the past that made this moment happen.

"......Ugh." Sylvia clenched her teeth.

"Damn it… … , damn it! That's why.

This is why I hate you.

Why are you happy on your own? Continue to be in misery! keep hurting! Continue to weep and cry bitterly, lamenting your own misfortunes! yeah fuck it! Be unhappy!”

This is it, Sylvia said.

in this way “In this case, I… Don't you feel like an idiot who has wasted his life because of his emotions...

!”

Sylvia covered her face with both hands.

“It is not.

It's not.

My wounds are deeper, more special, incomprehensible, so unforgivable, and so, so---" Sylvia's voice drowsed and fell, still enough, like a shut-off faucet.

After this, Raviel slowly rose from her seat as Sylvia shuddered and held her breath.

Raviel returned to the chair and sat down, placing her elbows on the table and her fine chin on the back of her folded hands.

She said, Episode 237.

Family of the Four Kings (1) (Edit) 1.

Sylvia clenched her fists, "What are you talking about?" “Now, let’s summarize the problematic issues as follows.”

My lover continued calmly: "I hurt you.

I apologized to try to heal the wound, but it is difficult to heal it with a single word.

“Well, that makes me look very naive, but… if that’s the case…?”

“Then there could be three options in all.”

Rabiel stretched out three fingers and showed one of them folded: "The first is that I will perish until you are relieved." As I listened, I clenched my fists.

Because it accompanies so many things.

In the past it was the comfort of the Empire, and now it has been added to the happiness of my lover, which is why I cannot possibly grant that request.”

“Above all, that you cannot be happy with it, your butler must have already proved by giving all of himself.”

Sylvia bowed her head, The story of the butler remains an indelible debt to her forever, Raviel's fingers folded again, "The second is to physically exclude you and destroy you." "...!" Sylvia flinched and raised her head.

The silver tyrant looked down at Sylvia with dark red eyes.

"...." "Murder is the ultimate incompetence, my friend told me some god said.

I totally agree with him.

Murder is not evidence of competence, it's just a choice because there is no other way.

There is no way.”

However, Igo Rabiel said, "But I am not an omnipotent God.

I am not an omniscient transcendent.

I am a limited person, a 'smart beast' who lives on the ground and cannot live without bread and water.

'I have to protect the things I carry within such restrictions, which is why I have no choice but to physically exclude all things that threaten my safety and that have the potential to threaten me.”

In that voice, who willingly affirmed one's own limitations, there was the dignity of a human being expressed in that way.

Sylvia clenched her teeth, "Are you going to get rid of me...? Or do you mean that you can't give a body a body to a guy like you, so you're going to keep putting this white demon's bridle...?" "Both would be possible, but I'm not going to choose either one for now." Saying so, Rabiel folded her last finger, "The third is to accept your heart." "...?" "In other words, to receive you as my concubine." Silence fell.

"......." "......." Horrup, Mr.

Amethyst drank barley tea.

The tea could be heard well.

There was no sound other than that.

Even the magicians who hid in the shadow of the wall held their breath.

-Wow.

What I finally heard was the admiration of the spirit behind me.

Among the legends who conquered the tower up to the 99th floor, the legend looked at the courtyard with a truly profound expression on his face.

-Zombie, I need some popcorn.

Oh, not just popcorn, but be sure to ask for caramel popcorn.

I think the popcorn tastes best when it is coated in a moderately brown color.

Anyway, the lines aren't very deep compared to the facial expressions.

To be honest, I'd like to tell you to shut up for a moment.

Eventually, after a while, a human voice came out from the courtyard, and the main character was Sylvia Evanaile, the golden sister-in-law Young-ae.

Sylvia's lips trembled, "What nonsense!?" He couldn't see well because of the darkness, but his eyes were shaking as much as his lips.

"Concubine? Wife, concubine? Now, dare, to that Sylvia Evanail.

…! Did I tell you to become your concubine!?”

"Yes." "Dogs! Dogssssssssssssssssss.s.

What kind of bullshit, ma---that makes sense, what the hell are you thinking..." “Um, that’s definitely bullshit.”

Raviel affirmed, thanks to which my heart, which had fallen, wriggled, grabbed my spine and climbed up, "There are two reasons why this is bullshit." Rabiel spread his fingers again and said, "One.

This is not something I can immediately decide on my own.

Face, status, glare.

All of these physical conditions can be arranged, but an agreement must be reached between Confucius and me first.

The fact that this agreement was not preceded is the number one reason why I consider this solution bullshit.”

I breathed a sigh of relief, and as my heart crawled up my spine and sat cross-legged in my place, Sylvia exclaimed: “No, it's not! This is the condition that must be preceded---" "Two." Raviel even folded her fingers.

"Did you really love me?" Sylvia, who was screaming, shut her mouth, "Isn't that love, just a yearning for idols?" “Isn’t it a desire to possess something that you couldn’t have, something you assumed you couldn’t have?”

There was a long silence.

“I,”

Tuk.

Raviel put down the teacup.

Amethyst took the tray and collected the teacup, and vanished towards the main cheongmaru.

“I love Gongja Kim.”

"I love everything about Gongja Kim.

I never thought that this kind of love would be possible, and it would have been impossible for so many people who have lived and died, but one miracle was granted to me, and I met him." "Everything is perfect," Raviel said quietly, as if telling the truth.

"Everything is perfect.

The sound of his breath, the empty seat in his bed that doesn't exist when he goes out at dawn...

The warmth...

I feel happy at every trace of my love.

I understand him." And he understands me.

We live in the same time.

Therefore..." Raviel turned to Sylvia.

“I cannot accept anything other than [this kind of love] as love.”

“……”

“Did you love me that much?”

Sylvia bowed her head.

It was a gesture that I couldn't answer, I couldn't help but want to avoid right now.

“By now, you will have known all along.

you didn't love me That is why I cannot love you.”

Yes.

That's it.

How much coincidence and blood did it take for me to love Rabiel, and for Rabiel to love me? The reason we love strongly is that we do not love easily.

Our love is difficult.

It is a love that Rabiel and Naiji can achieve.

“… … If so,”

said Sylvia, then.

Darkness pooled inside the shy head and the flowing bangs.

“Then, what… After all, what are you going to do?”

The trembling teeth began to redden with blood dripping from the gums.

“I will not destroy, I will not destroy, I will not love… what to do After throwing away only the apples that he admitted to be incomplete, ah, what to do...

What are we going to do...

.”

“That, I would like to entrust to you.”

And Raviel looked back at me here.

"Confucius." Well.

“Yes, Raviel.”

“If you give Sylvia a body using the skill called Phalangeal Dragon’s Box, will Sylvia become much more free than when she was a white demon?”

I understood the intent of the question, and nodded my head.

”

“Is that freedom worth what you enjoyed while you were alive?”

"Yes that's right." “Enough to pursue what you want?”

“Enough to pursue what you want.”

Rabiel nodded and looked at Sylvia, "Pursue what you want.

Sylvia Evanayl." "Do you want to ruin me? You've almost succeeded.

Let's try again.

But to do that, you will have to be stronger than me and my lover, and be able to completely ignore the heart of the butler who sacrificed for you." The golden sister's breath stopped, Rabiel continued, "Do you want to die and disappear? Or do you want to kill me and get rid of me? Try it, but I have no intention of accepting it.

You will do it, you will win.

You will have to do better, just as you would if you wanted to destroy me earlier.”

"Or do you want to be loved by me? Or do you want to be the one I admire and admire and admire, just as I did to you before.

It also depends on your efforts.

You can try." Maybe it can be done, murmured Raviel, and she was looking straight at her sister-in-law the whole time she spoke: "Either way, Sylvia Evanayl." The human pupil met the human pupil: "I accept you as my adversary, something that can be anything that stands opposite me, as a human equal." from the beginning.

From the very beginning, that would be just what the whole world needed.

“So I will ask.

Sylvia Evanile.”

Rabiel Ivancia asked quietly.

“Do you recognize me as a human being?”

And then silence came.

2.

Sylvia looked up at Raviel blankly.

Above the darkened sky, a white moon was floating.

Raviel's face, receiving the moonlight as a backlight, was very firm.

how much time has passed "......." The golden sister opened her mouth.

There was so much steam accumulated in his chest, he opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Just the sound of heated breath, malice, anger, shame, guilt, resentment, resentment, gore of blood, breath, endlessly leaked out.

"I am… … ." I, she said.

Sylvia was indeed vomiting herself.

"I, it's difficult.

You, you..." I clenched my teeth enough to bleed, and stared at me painfully, "I don't look up to you, I don't look down on you...

To accept myself as a human being...

To do to others what I do not want to do to others, I..." Above all, in a hoarse voice: "...I still do.

You apologized to me, and in the end I...

I can't apologize to you...

I can't forgive you...

I." Sylvia covered her face with both hands.

"I know… Those words themselves would be disrespectful.

I know I've done you much, much more, incomparably worse.

I know that...

that." Regardless of the strength and weakness possessed, the one who forgives is stronger than the one who is forgiven by that fact alone.

Sylvia wasn't that strong, so she couldn't forgive Raviel.

“So, first… .”

Sylvia trembled, took a deep breath, and managed to chew and spit.

“Once it… I'd like to try it...

.”

Sylvia swore.

"you… Forgive you...

I don't know how long it will take or how I will be able to accept you as human beings, but I will try to make it happen.”

“Because it… .”

Sylvia swallowed the horse.

She could have swallowed it and digested it, but she said with her head down.

“That’s what made me become that kind of person… He must have wanted the butler...

.”

Tears filled her eyes as she muttered.

A sob flowed along with the sniff.

“For once, that… To become a person who is not ashamed of that guy...

It's hard, it's hard, but I...

." I.

I call it the will to life.

"Good." As the one with the power to share life, I gladly replied, "Where do you want to live, then? The golden sister-in-law, Sylvia Evanayl." “To get what you are trying to get.

To prove what you are trying to prove.

Live.”

A golden card gleamed in my hand, "I will be with you." I put her will in the phalanx dragon's box [Activate the skill!]238.