SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Chapter 286

50th floor.

(1) 1.

The first performance of the Black Knight, which was prepared ambitiously, was a disaster.

"Unbelievable… … ." The paladin covered his face with a desperate gesture.

Is it because he's been practicing so hard for the past month? One gesture and gesture permeates the play, and the current paladin's pose is itself a title of despair.

It was a work of art.

It was also a work of art that would only sell hotly after the artist entered the coffin in a vain and needless way because he could not receive even a single gold while he was alive.

”

The paladin laughed in disappointment.

At her feet were paper letters discarded like ginkgo leaves.

Disappointed, the worst, I don't know what sin I have committed in my past life to have to listen to the same performance as yesterday, etc.

A salad of malice mixed with curses and contempt.

There he said, "I'm going to retire now.

Gongja Kim.

No, I'm not saying I'm going to retire as a musician.

As a hunter.

I want to retire from life as a human being..." uh "okay.

After all, stupid people don't understand us." Black Dragon? “All humans are garbage.

I don't even remember what he did.

Animals that live by eating their past as if they were their own flesh...

fufu.

Do we need to make any sacrifices for those beasts? Gongja Kim?”

His eyes are shining dangerously.

Perhaps because the name is Black Dragon Master, Anastasia smirked while exuding the aura of the final boss.

fufu.

It is the sound of laughter that is only allowed in the black screen, and when I heard this sound in front of me, I got goosebumps all over my body.

“Lord! You are no longer my master!”

The Inquisitor laughed broadly.

no.

If you look closely, it's not an Inquisitor, but a blonde Welsh Corgi with the hairstyle of an Inquisitor.

A dog was gasping and constantly wet my pants with saliva.

“I was born with a mission to lead the lowly human race! bruise! Only then will I understand why the cosmic gods constantly whispered to me.

I am the promised savior! Don't worry, bruise! You will be specially placed in a special iron cage and served with high-quality beef jerky for three meals a day! Whoa!”

what kind of dog No, are you really a dog? “Hey, lord.”

Something, Liaopan.

for a moment.

Why the hell are you holding my glitter in your hand? Why are you looking at me with your cheeks blushing like you're shy? “This is true.

It's embarrassing for me to say this, but...

.”

[The twinkle declares that he will speak.] The twinkle twinkled terribly.

I came up with a name for a knife very well.

[Glitter says that she and Viper are dating.] Faden? [A sparkling song.

After confirming that the previous master was safe and seeing that the current master was happy with his partner, he wanted to find his own happiness too.

In the meantime, seeing this samurai walking around day to day in a state of excellence, he said that he must have a sword like him by his side.] “I think the same thing, right? It's because the genre of heroines in swords has a long history and tradition.

It's a pity that this sword isn't the [Japanese sword KATANA] that boasts the highest "sharpness" on earth, but that's the daily life I have to endure." crazy.

The viper was talking something like a viper, and his real age was at least 10,000 years old, and he looked like he was entering puberty...

it was a knife My brain couldn't quite figure out which one of them was the more asshole.

Could it be that neither of them is a bastard, and I am the bastard of the world who thinks like this? Maybe the whole world is a bastard and I am not the only bastard? At the very least, I'm still rubbing my cheek against the bottom of my pants and saying, "Meow! Bump!" Isn't it quite certain that the ferocious Welsh Corgi Inquisitor is a bastard? My life has been ruined? No matter how complicated you are, you have to watch everything you can see.

But, if you don't want me to dream of a dog, you give me something.

-You such a devilish bastard...

Hey, wait.

I'm sorry.

Zombie.

No, Confucius.

Confucius.

I was wrong.

So please yes.

Don't let me appear in your dog's dream! Stop! I don't dance like that! Fuck, stop! Stop it!! Come on, let's start the day today with the refreshing scream of the mastermind 2.

-Really, go up to the 50th floor and see.

Oh just , uh, just, don't give me any advice and just look at your fucking bastard! I think you've become so arrogant that you've been savage.

That's because you're lucky, and the 50th floor is a fucking bloody place.

Huh? Even if I go there later and cry and cry and bite my crotch and droop, I'll never give you a word of advice.

-Look back at your dog's dreams once! It's not every once in a while, but you're having that dream every day! I went down the stairs with Bae Huryeong's complaint over the back of my ear.

"Oh, have you woken up, Gong-ja Kim?" In the basement sat the paladin, a paladin fully armed with armor, but with the gauntlets off and fiddling with his smartphone, "Yeah, good morning, Patricia." “It’s just fine.”

The paladin picked up the phone with a single smile, "I still waited for you to come down.

Look.

It's great." “What are you doing?”

“What is it? It’s a blood-hwa-geuk, a blood-hwa-geuk.

The reactions from our last performance are slowly coming out.”

"Ah…." I suddenly remembered a dream I had today.

When the fantasies of the paladin who said that the performance was ruined and that he would retire now came to mind, a corner of his mind became uneasy.

"how is it? Is your reaction okay?”

I got closer and looked at the smartphone screen.

swish.

Whenever the paladin moved his finger, titles the size of a door flashed past.

“It’s all right! The internet has gone crazy!”

The paladin couldn't contain his excitement.

“People from the outside world are astonished by our new stage.

Can you believe it? My favorite directors are constantly contacting me via email.”

“Hey.”

I'm glad.

Apparently, the dream I had tonight was really a dog dream.

I read the article titles one after the other with peace of mind.

『Byeokhwageuk: A dance genre that transcends the limits of the body.』『Dancers, directors, and performers are inseparable!』『German master 'This is jazz of the dance world.』『A feast of Aurors that changes in every performance.』『 Is the tower now trying to transcend the old world in art? The paladin's lips overflowed with delight.

“There was even a special article about us.

Seriously, when you're playing jazz, you're now making a fuss over a topic that you didn't pay any attention to.

It's sad..." That was then.

-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh The prison gate was standing, but for a moment, the screams stopped soon.

We casually turned our heads and fell into Ponzil samadhi again, "Aaaah, I expected it, but the response is amazing.

What Post? What Times? This is it." Aren't they famous newspapers?" "It's not that famous.

Gongja Kim.

Isn't it too much attention? Anastasia and I stayed up all night checking internet reactions last night." "I realized how futile it was...

Be careful.

Watching other people's reactions is a kind of addiction, addiction." "Ummm.

Of course I know...

But, it's hard to bear the attention of an artist and not as a vigilante's deputy leader.

Look.

Every comment and every review is a drug..." “You have to get used to it from now on.

Master Director, Master Director.

This will become a daily routine.”

“Haha.

Our Black Knights guild leader is a father-in-law.”

Another scream rang out - AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA -Aaaaaaaaaaaah -No more! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAalalalah! As soon as we went out… we played wild.

After about five minutes, the screams stopped.

In the meantime, we gorged ourselves on ego from anonymous journalists and critics living on the internet.

When I was on the verge of bursting into death, when I was slowly realizing that it was pretty foolish for both the paladins and me to assume self-consciousness on this tiny smartphone, the door opened from the iron bars in the basement.

“Good morning….”

The person who came out of the door was the Black Dragon.

"...Yes? what.

Was Gongja Kim there too?”

"Yep.

Good morning.”

I waved my hand.

“Are there any achievements?”

"Well… .

is it just that It feels like all the information that will come out has already been released.”

Black Dragon Zhu yawned and walked slowly.

In the corner of the basement, a small pantry shelf was placed like a bathroom.

Hei Ryong-ju's hand stumbled and fumbled through the coffee filter.

“Oh, just sit down.

I will ride.”

"Yes… .

thanks." He looked tired even if he pretended to be the black dragon.

The thick dark circles under the eyes really seemed to have stayed up all night.

She gave up the chair to me and sighed in relief.

“That’s why I like married men.

It’s because you have caring and manners in your body.”

“That’s a mixture of prejudice.

Anastasia.

It’s not like all married men are like that, but it’s me, so this kind of consideration is possible.”

“Ugh.

what? I have no luck...

.”

“For example, I know that Anastasia's coffee taste is hazelnut latte.

I even know that if I make it hot and add one shot, I like it even more.

So now I'm going to make a hazelnut latte instead of an Americano.

ruler.

Come on, let’s be impressed.”

“… … what? Unlucky angel...

?”

Heilongju took a sip of coffee.

"Damn, you're John Matteng..." she muttered bitterly, then opened her lips.

"Your prediction was correct." I nodded, “There were traitors, too.”

“…Yes.

There was a cult with Black Dragon before Manshinjeon.”

Anastasia pulled out an old notebook from her arms and said, "The official name is the Settap Society." "......." "The Tower of Babel is a miracle of God, and it is a secret society that holds the argument that mankind must respond to this miracle and purify the tower." “What is purification?”

“It was a more noble expression of terrorism.

Well, you crazy kids.

There are 11 general guild members for 2 executives.

It's hard to see how many people there are, but...

If I hadn't noticed it now, it would have gotten bigger later." okay.

I handed over the notebook to Anastasia and looked through it.

“The tower is the second coming of the Tower of Babel, which was previously destroyed, and God has given us a chance to reach the sky once again… .”

“You have commanded us to throw away the already polluted outer world and build a new kingdom within the tower, so let us bless this place with all your devotion.”

Really...

.' Whispers of fanaticism.

The words scribbled like graffiti, the number of times the owner of the notebook read it carefully, the fingerprints were crushed at the end of each sentence.

"okay." I swallowed my saliva.

In the world that Top Master showed me, the Black Dragon Lord died because of this secret society.

Inquisitor also.

I thought that maybe I might have been active since this time, so I secretly searched for information...

“I’m glad I found it now.”

Is an ominous premonition always the right answer? Persons dissatisfied with the current system in which the 5th guild is in power were everywhere, and they were hiding inside the guild like a malignant tumor due to the combination of cult and fanaticism.

-no! I hate it now! Hey, don't send it there! Don't leave me alone! And the fanatics are now trapped in the underground prison and screaming.

Black Dragon Zhu shook his head a little.

“It was convenient because the Hmong demons helped with the interrogation.

Because I don't have to see the blood...

If it was before, one or two of the hairs had already been blown away.”

“How terrifying are you for making me dream like that?”

“Anything? I just dropped it on an empty white horizon and left it alone for 30 days in my dream time.”

what.

is it hell Looking to the side, the paladin was also sticking out his tongue.

Among our members, there is no one who has the slightest talent to bully people, but among them, Black Dragon Joo was unique.

“Anyway, thanks to you, I cleaned up the house.

thanks." Anastasia calmly put down her coffee cup.