SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

this guy is a legend (2) 2.

Devotees gathered one after another in the cave's hideout.

“Assistant writer? were you alive? Amazing.”

“I heard that there was a riot in the tower yesterday.

It was your fault.”

Believers serving other constellations.

Among them, there were those who had already lost the constellation a long time ago, and there were those who had not lost it yet, but were living in evasion with a snow stamp on the tower.

It was the so-called 50th floor non-mainstream.

“The order to kill has come down from the tower.

Hey! Awesome!”

A woman wearing a hoodie tapped the assistant artist on the shoulder.

“How the heck did you piss off the spider cubs to the point of killing them? I'm envious.

Hey, assistant writer.

Throw away constellations like Hamustra and come to us.

I'll do you a favor!" “… … Not twisting your wrist is the last courtesy you have as a guest.

Thank you for my common sense and elegant manners.”

“If you thank me twice, your life will fly away.

giggle.”

The devotees chatted and sat down to find a seat they liked.

Those who find a flat stalagmite and sit down, those who lay down completely, those who sit on the rags that they brought...

.

At first glance, it seems silly.

It looked like a dotegi market.

"Well." But my senses had been sharpened for a while.

'It's strong...

… .

These hunters.' -Well, they're all bastards being chased by the tower.

Bae Huo-ryeong folded his arms.

-In other words, it means that he hasn't been captured by the tower yet.

command is good.

or luck or just strong.

Even with only one of the three, he is a strong man.

'Everyone gathered here is at least a paladin level.' I looked around.

Ten fingers in our world.

If the strongest players in the five fingers are mixed here, it will be [average].

'It's not that hard either.

50th floor.' The hunters I met in the monopoly city so far were not weak at all, but somehow they were lacking.

At most, [Can you use the auror as a base? It's not bad.] But the believers gathered in front of me now were different.

'Even if you don't know who it is, one uninvited guest is hiding.' I glanced across the dark cavern.

There was even a Hunter who was quietly looking at this side while hiding his presence.

Indeed, it was Jinyong who was worthy of the name of the 50th floor.

“First of all, everyone doesn’t have money to eat today, so thank you for gathering.”

The assistant writer stood up.

She walked out into the middle of the meeting.

The believers looked at the assistant artist as if they were concentrating and acting in a different way.

“There are people who see each other for the first time in 10 years.

There are people who can't see.

I am… .”

"Hey.

Writer Yangban.”

The woman who hit the assistant artist's shoulder earlier raised her right hand.

She was chewing something.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you while you're showing us your intense pleasure." “… … what?" “Before, I was very uncomfortable.

Maybe I'm not the only one who's uncomfortable.

Oh, don't get me wrong.

I'm not blaming you for not calling us in and not preparing a chair or a cushion.

It's not like it's not there." The woman smiled and looked away.

right this way.

I was sitting in the direction the blue eyes looked.

“That guy.

What?" "......." "My stomach is pounding right now.

The rat tail you ate yesterday looks like it's about to go up your throat.

Writer Yangban.

Say you've been invited to play, but your friend is raising penguins at home.

And without any iron bars.

Will the rice pass?”

Contrary to his tone, Hunter's eyes were not smiling.

The chaotic air subsided.

I realized.

The reason the believers didn't focus on the assistant writer was not because they were rude.

Hunters cared about [me] none other than.

Just as I was amazed at their abilities, they too detected me.

"...okay.

I was just trying to tell you.”

The assistant writer sighed.

“I will introduce you.

this person is… … ." "Hello.

Nice to meet you." I got up from my seat.

As soon as my body moved, there were members who put their hands on their waists.

Are you prepared to pull out weapons at any time? There is no choice.

We are first-timers.

To convey favors to people as much as possible.

I laughed, "My name is Gongja Kim.

Thank you for evaluating me as a penguin.

When I was young, I wondered what the skin of a penguin felt like." "Gongja Kim? Hey, it's a name, not a nickname.

I'm not joking.

Say your nickname." “Yes, my name is the Four Kings.”

"......!" The air in the cave became tense.

It wasn't a metaphor.

Some of the believers who had been gathering energy raised the Auror at once.

him?”

“He’s a heretic who devoured countless worlds and turned countless humans into undead!”

“Assistant writer! Why did you invite Richie like that to the meeting!”

Ummm, I guess my laughter in the room had no effect...

I was a bit weary, but still had a smile on my face, "Everyone, please calm down.

I'm not Rich." "What?" "I won't attack you unless you attack me.

They're as safe and harmless as a penguin.

Look at my smile.

How do you look like a lich?" “……Uhm, uh.

Are you saying that you are not a heretic?”

"I am in charge of a small denomination, but it is not a cult." “……Have you ever used a dead person as an undead?”

"The definition of an undead is a bit difficult.

It has the ability to summon dead people, but I don't treat them as zombies or vampires.

On the contrary, many people have become happy thanks to my lion summoning skill." “………… Mahos said, you, you go around killing constellations.”

"Ah.

You're talking too much.

You're killing constellations." I shook my head.

“I’ve only killed one or two.”

“This bastard is also this evil undead lich No Life King-Overlord, right?!”

“What are you doing, everyone! Take down that guy right now! We suffer!”

It is difficult.

Why is this happening even though I answered you kindly? .

- Hey, are you really enjoying yourself? right? 'It's a shameful plot.

Please stop slander and slander.' It's never intentionally fun.

I just realized the unidentified fun of seeing people screaming at me as a terrifying villain.

“Soundbite.”

I untied the holy sword from the waistband.

Shake! The believers who were guarding me stopped.

Showing no hostility towards them- Slowly, he lowered the scabbard under his feet.

I stretched out an empty palm toward them.

"Ego.

look." smiling softly.

“I don’t bite.”

"......." "I know that [Steed of the Eternal Plains] has declared me a public enemy.

However, Mahos doesn't really think of me as a lord of evil.

They were just trying to use me just in time.

For you.”

“For us? Mahos?”

Curious Hunter asked.

“He’s like a gangster in the constellation world.

For us, what do you mean?”

“I heard from the assistant writer.

It is said that the current situation here is that you cannot even go up to the 51st floor unless you belong to the tower.

But you don't want to belong to the tower, and...

I do not have the strength to break the tower.”

"......." "sorry.

I didn't mean it out of malice.

However, in the eyes of the constellations, the current situation may be frustrating.

Wouldn't Mahos think? I might be some sort of [breakthrough].”

Why was Mahos hostile to me as soon as I reached the 50th floor? Because he stole the golden sister who was his apostle? Was that the only reason he decided to fight? It could be, but if you really wanted to kill me, I wouldn't have gathered a bunch of idiots and made a surprise attack.

Like the hunters here, only [skilled people] should have gathered and attacked.

“Mahos wants to make me the boss of evil.”

"......." "On behalf of the horse tower." Those were words with conviction.

"...really." The grumpy hunter closed her eyes, and she looked at me with a smirk, "I make you a [new boss] and then subdue it.

Yeah.

That's right.

Like a slaughterhouse, in short, I make you [season event boss]." This is it.”

"Yeah, I guess so.

Chickens instead of pheasants.

Without teeth, it's gums." Other members of the congregation were also buzzing.

“Ahaha”, “Really…”

came from here and there, each of them understood our story.

I smiled quietly and looked up at the ceiling of the cave.

Warhorse is silent.] Sometimes silence is positive.

"Okay.

Four kings.

Very reasonable point." "But why did you tell us that? It's hard to say wisely.

It just gives us more reasons to think of you as the Lich of Evil." She giggled and fiddled with the hilt of the dagger: "It'd be easier to kill you than to smash a tower, isn't it? I'm just getting tired of being a beggar on the 50th floor! Me too! Mahos's Quest I want to participate in it.”

Obvious provocation: "Oh, of course, that's your choice." I smiled hahaha and spread my palms wide, "But would it be easier to kill me than to knock down a tower?" "What?" "If you're a talented person like you, you've probably killed a lot of enemies until now.

You must have gotten used to crossing life and death.

But, everyone." I smiled kindly, "I mean, to kill someone.

Isn't it really difficult in the first place?" “…what do you want to talk about?”

"It's simple.

Mahos wouldn't have considered me [a replacement for Magic Tower] for no reason at all.

Maybe I'm really an enemy [difficult to subdue to the same level as Magic Tower].

I am alone, I am the only one , enough to replace the entire tower.

Will you be able to catch me like that?”

Everyone, including the Crazy Hunter, squealed.

I smiled modestly and scratched the back of my head.

I respond to provocations with provocations.

That's the manner I learned.

"Ha." The grumpy Hunter pursed his lips.

“That’s good too! A test to see if you're really sarcastic----." "No.

Quit it.

[Zero Warrior]." At that moment, someone walked out from behind me.

It was a man wrapped in bandages.

There was no sound of footsteps or even breathing.

Only his voice came out without a trace.

Surprised, even the grumpy Hunter, who was trying to grab the dagger, wrinkled his eyebrows: "...[paparazzo]? What? Since when have you been hiding like a cockroach?" “Before you came.”

The bandaged hunter murmured, "It seems that my skills haven't rusted yet.

I'm glad.

Not one of you has sensed me." “Ha? Of course.

If you hide and hide, who will find you?”

“I found that man.”

Hunter in bandages.

A man called paparazzo pointed at me.

At first glance, his hands were exposed, but they were tied with bandages from his nails to the back of his hands.

"......." "I also have a desire to win.

While you guys were talking, I was constantly aiming for that man's blind spot.

I was even greedy to cut his neck if there was a gap.

I didn’t see it.”

"that……." “It means you are stronger than us.

Clearly." Cheeky Hunter, [Berzer Warrior] chewed his teeth.

“Are you really at the level of the horse tower? Hey.

Don’t even goura.”

“I don’t know what level it is.

You know that at least you're one step ahead of us.

I have no hobbies of competing against a higher-ranking opponent at the cost of my life.

I think you do too.”

The Berserker looked at me again.

I could feel her gaze on me from head to toe.

Eyes full of murderous intent, eyes burning with a desire to win, and above all, eyes that suppressed one's self-esteem.

okay.

It was also my favorite look.

"it's okay." I laughed softly.

“It doesn’t kill!”

"......." For some reason at my consideration, the Berserker clenched his fists.

She let out a sigh, woohoo, woohoo, woohoo.

And slowly lifted his hand from the dagger.

'what.' Aren't you jumping? it's a bit wasteful I was looking forward to what kind of martial arts a talented person on the 50th floor would show off.

Bae Huo-ryeong smiled at me, who felt regretful.

-boy.

I'm just making a loud noise for the declaration ceremony.

Thanks to the intrusion of one person, a sudden situation was avoided.

"......." "......." However, the atmosphere of the cave did not change.

no.

Rather, there was more tension.

Even the faithful who had been relaxed until now, after hearing the conversation between the [Berserker] and the [Paparazzo], clearly began to be wary of me.

There were also many believers who gulp and swallowed their saliva.

"Ugh." I'm annoyed.

I went out as gently as possible to avoid this kind of atmosphere.

I scratched my cheek.

Everything in the world cannot be solved with words and smiles.

It is important to think positively.

"What.

Maybe I'm just lucky that I didn't get stabbed.

A good start!”

“……”

“There is one reason why I invited you all at the request of the assistant writer.

It's difficult for me to take down the tower by myself...

.

It's not something that can't be done if I gather my forces.

So it doesn't make much sense.

It will only be [The Second Coming of the Swordsman].”

“… … What does that mean?”

“It’s not enough just to show [the way you win].”

I clapped "I'm more interested in you winning than I am in winning." "What?" “Mr.

Assistant Writer.”

I turned to the assistant writer.

“The assistant writer said.

After all, I am not [the protagonist of this story].”

The assistant writer was silent.

Again and again, there is a will that is transmitted through silence, so I understood various things.

I wouldn't have said that just for self-help.

The assistant writer's words had that much weight.

But.

“Why does it need to be?”

"......you." “It’s not just about the assistant writer.”

I looked around the believers again.

said.

“The forgotten constellations on this 50th floor.

Constellations that may lose their status due to weakening of their power.

Please contact those constellations.

Since you are a follower of those constellations, I believe you will have a way to communicate.”

The believers looked at me suspiciously.

I haven't done anything yet.

Although I felt the fear of prejudice, I did not lose it and smiled broadly.

“Please collect [everyone’s quests].

I'll make it one, and I'll help you all get to the 51st floor!" "......" The chieftain was silent.

Behind his back, the assistant writer mumbled softly.

“… … there.

I'm sorry, haven't you heard that smiles are questionable? If you smile like that, anyone will think you're a dark-hearted bastard who cares only about power and cares about people's lives like flies." It's harsh.

Raviel likes my smile.298.