SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

time line between two people.

(1) 1.

[Congratulations.] [■■■■ ■■ ■■■ is your constellation.] [You are the only follower of ■■■■ ■■ ■■■] It seems like a dream .

someone else's dream, not mine.

-.......

The dream was both long and short, so my time was disturbed.

It was as if I was standing in the middle of a brook, and the streams on the right and left of my waist were flowing at different speeds.

A sense of being eaten by time.

-Well.

Tick.

A day has passed.

Or, it felt like the day had passed.

- This must have been fucked up.

'Yes?' -no.

Saying it now is useless.

I am also ruled by power.

For example, if I try to argue with you right now, you will have a memory distortion, and, surprisingly, it will also distort me.

'… … What are you talking about?' - It tells the very natural truth of life, that words are often useless.

it's a zombie By letting you know that you changed from a physical zombie to a temporal zombie.

what are you talking about - How about this? It's pretty weak.

The spirit behind the scenes murmured expressionlessly.

-If you simply distort your memory, there are so many ways to deal with it.

This is probably [world manipulation].

Indeed, beyond the 60th floor, there are plenty of perverts.

It's worth lamenting why you've got a pervert, but if you think about it, it's worth it.

Zombie Kim This bastard is full of qualities to stick around with all kinds of perverts drooling and drooling.

'… … So what are you really talking about?' - What should I do? The ghost's eyes darkened.

Ignoring my question, the mastermind was immersed in his own world.

- What am I supposed to do with this nasty star bastard? That moment.

“Confucius?”

A very familiar voice gently grabbed my ear and guided me.

As the voice guided me, I turned my head to see the [adorable] boy tilting his head.

“Are you worried about something? ?”

"Ah." A worried look on his face.

An anxious look on his face.

All of the boy's facial expressions and gestures, perhaps even his existence, were shaking like candles.

I wanted to protect that delicate and pitiful thing.

"It's nothing.

But..." -Hey.

never talk about me Let's test how it goes.

“… … But, it just got me thinking.”

I got a stuffy mouth.

The fact that I had to lie to this innocent boy, that I had to hide something from him, my [one and only constellation] and [the one and only God], left me with an unimaginably deep sense of guilt.

“Ugh.”

The boy smiled.

"okay? Confucius, you are very thoughtful.”

[■■■■ ■■ ■■■■ ■■■ ■■■■■.] “I think thinking a lot is evidence of a kind person.

I am." Saying so, the boy rested his head on my forearm.

watery.

A nice scent wafted through his nose.

I don't know why, but I really like the scent...

It was a green scent that I had smelled from someone else, not here right now.

-Well.

After enjoying the happy moment, the mastermind spoke to me after a few days.

- This must have been fucked up.

'Yes?' -no.

Saying it now is useless.

I am also ruled by power.

For example, if I try to argue with you right now, you will have a memory distortion, and, surprisingly, it will also distort me.

'… … What are you talking about?' -Are you hearing this for the first time now? what are you talking about 'I knew you weren't sane from the beginning, but it's never been as strange as today.

Have you ever wanted to see Mr.

Gray Spider? swordsmanship.

Loneliness is an incurable disease.' -great.

Fuck.

very good.

The hinterland frowned.

-Even though I don't know what I said, I have the ability to unconditionally erase [memories or events that interfere with one's authority].

no doubt It is a five-star constellation.

"......?" -Ah.

I'm begging you, please do some facial expressions.

If we hadn't played Hunter, we'd probably be actors in a play.

Am I expecting too much from you if I ask you for a small miracle that no matter what I say, it doesn't show on my face? Am I expecting too much of the world? '… … It feels really bad, but I'll do a miracle for you.' - Thank you.

Tick.

A day has passed.

“I have finally defeated all the remnants of the Blood Magic Bridge.

Confucius!”

The boy was delighted.

“I wonder if Gwangma Bridge, Baekma Bridge, and Shinmagyo Bridge were connected to the Blood Magic Bridge from behind! And the final boss named Cheonma (天魔) was hiding as the leader of your forces! I can't forgive you!”

“Because to Confucius, the title “Chunma”

is more than just a name.

Confucius is really unforgivable, right?”

Yes.

I am now traveling on the 61st floor with the boy.

Already, it feels like a week has gone by in a flash.

“How dare you use the name of the devil in four places, and even use the name of the devil.

They are brutal bastards!”

In the meantime, we have defeated false demons.

He defeated the blood demon and destroyed the sect that had kidnapped the boy.

I learned several things while rescuing the boy.

That he is a constellation that has lost power.

There was not even a single believer who believed in him, so he was in danger of extinction at any moment.

“I will be your follower,”

I said.

The boy wept and held him in my arms.

He wants to become his own constellation too.

Although I have no power, I will make a quest exclusively for Confucius.

So, let's do our best until the day we reach the 100th floor alone.

“We promised each other to be together for the rest of our lives.”

Obviously, it was.

『One hunter and one constellation.』 This is a story just for the two of us.

-flaw.

For some reason, the behind-the-scenes smiled happily.

- I'm bored.

Because of this, the five-star constellation, which used to be about Hamustra, is in charge of the beginner stage.

Same pervert, but at least he doesn't see the world as his property.

In fact, it is natural, but there is no constellation that satisfies this naturalness.

think about it If there are no talented people, how would someone like Hamustra guide the newbies? Local broadcasting is bad.

"Ego! Confucius, let’s go!”

The boy crossed his arms and smiled brightly.

“This time, it’s a quest to beat the white demons! My only believer!”

I smiled.

“Yes, let’s go right away.

My God.”

- I'm just asking because I'm curious.

If I tell you that the exchange you two just shared looked very much like Eva Tuna in my eyes, would this also be subject to world censorship? [■■■■ ■■ ■■■■ ■■■ ■■■■■.] 'Huh? What did you just say?' - It takes.

shit thing.

Look at this bastard coming out childish.

We continued our journey.

The White Horses were lawless villains.

First file every month.

Baekma Bridge descended to the twelve worlds they colonized and gathered three hundred children.

It was a human sacrifice.

They sacrificed their children's lives to build up their skills, and the skills they accumulated were called magong (魔功).

I was angry.

“Because it is an evil that the Four Kings cannot tolerate.”

Tick.

A day passed.

“The Four Kings did not have any hesitation in being tolerant of the false magicians.

By the standards of the Four Kings, they were too clearly evil.

There was no need to consider the circumstances of the other party.

There was no need to dwell on the past.

I didn't even need to understand.

Without thinking, I simply swung my sword.”

Tick.

A day passed.

“A fight where you don’t have to give up on yourself.

How pleasant is a good fight without accepting others? How enjoyable.

how happy Perhaps the Four Kings have been thirsty for a long time to just forget about themselves and fight.”

Tick.

A day passed.

-Okay, if that side turns out to be childish, I will also become childish.

As the day went by, I heard a ticking sound from somewhere.

It was just a sound that quickly faded into oblivion.

It was like the sound of the second hand of a watch moving, or the sound of someone tapping a typewriter by moving their fingers freely.

- I don't expect much from you.

it's a zombie like playing the piano keys.

- But please do this one thing.

'Ah.

What else?' - Every morning, I will recite a sentence for you.

Just don't forget these sentences.

Don't worry.

Because it's not a sentence that threatens your cute god.

It's not a sentence that shakes the world, it's just a sentence without meaning.

'… … In short, it's bullshit.' -OK.

That's bullshit.

The mastermind smiled.

His eyes were staring at someone else, over my shoulder, into the air, not mine.

- Come on, that's just one sentence a day.

It's useless nonsense.

Can you remember that much? 'Let's talk first.' - This year is going to be a hit because it's a rich year.

'.......' Is it really 100% nonsense? If you squeeze it, the juice will come out.

- Remember.

However, the face of the mastermind was very serious.

- If you forget it, you lose it.

'… … Does this mean anything more than spending a portion of my life on disk defragmentation?' -If you want to remember your whole life before you dump it in the trash, remember it, nigga.

That's one sentence a day.

I'm not going to say anything more today, so please listen.

'Well.' It was rare for a mastermind to beg like that.

His expression was so terrifying that he was slightly overwhelmed by the atmosphere.

I sighed.

'all right.

okay.

You just have to remember it.' Tick.

A day passed.

As the day passed and dawn came, at least, whenever it felt like dawn, the mastermind blew a sentence line by line indifferently.

-Dangsang is Seonggun, and general is a Master Chief.

'.......' -I know it's a face you want to say something, but it's just engraved in your brain.

I should even say please, will you listen to me? 'Nope.

You can't even go there.

Just, you look so stupid.

I'm sorry...

… .' -okay.

feel sorry for yourself let's see where Tick.

A day passed.

I have succeeded in being true to the White Demons.

It was an old quest.

Madou, who had been performing human sacrifices for hundreds of years, were strong, and the work they had built up was strong regardless of their karma.

bad karma.

wrongdoing.

Villain.

I had to do everything in my power to defeat them with the three beats as in the picture.

- The evening is happy and the saint blesses you.

Tick.

However, the last fight was fun, unknowingly.

Thinking back, I seemed to love the fact that they bumped into each other with all their might.

Isn't that the reason why joy suddenly welled up from the depths of my heart when I was fighting the gray spider in the tower? -Open the seat and enjoy the world.

Tick.

The trip with the boy became more enjoyable as the days went by.

The world was still full of obvious and obvious evils.

The harm did not cause harm, and the perpetrator did not pretend to do harm.

They were evil people who could cut it as cleanly as if they were cutting tofu with a knife.

- Terror, go away, death, go away.

Tick.

Still, the mastermind spit out meaningless nonsense.

A day passed.

- Pongtamuk Kim, Ki-jae Lalala.

'.......' I left it alone.

Just as I am myself, the mastermind will always be the mastermind.

What I mean is, people can be used interchangeably, but swordsmanship cannot be used interchangeably.

- Confucius.

It's now the 7th day.

- Do you believe me? Today, he and the boy were robbing the false magistrates.

After the blood horse, the new horse, and the white horse, the last bright horse remains.

After smashing the enemy's outpost, we headed to the hideout of Gwangma Bridge with pleasant steps.

“Heh heh heh~.”

In fact, the boy even hummed.

Seeing the back of it made me proud too.

Is it the feeling that the drawing paper of the heart is dyed with the color of happiness? The hinterland was, so to speak, like ashes scattered out of nowhere on colorful drawing papers.

'Nope.

I don't believe it.' -I believe you.

What? I'm getting goosebumps.

'Are you crazy?' - But you're not the only one who believes.

I also trust Grandpa Marcus.

'.......' -If you can't get to the 99th floor, one day your grandfather will climb up instead.

Instead, it's not funny to say.

Because the grandfather is not in your place.

But I believe you know what I mean.

The voice of the mastermind permeated the air.

-To be honest, you can fail.

'.......' -Faith is the idea that we will do our best for each other.

And the best thing is not decided by the other person, but by yourself.

So, a trusting relationship means that each person decides their best, and accepts that decision.

That's all.

That's it.

'You know what? I'm really scared right now, aren't I?' Seriously.

Rather, even if this yangban was swearing and cursing 24 hours a day, I wouldn't be as numb as I am now.

'What the hell are you trying to say with this basic meal?' -Listen to me just once.

'You're listening.' -no.

The stalker looked at me blankly.

-listen.

- Do you remember all the bullshit I've been talking about for a week? 'I remember.' -You're a memory nerd.

Do you really remember everything? 'You said that you should remember it like that, so will it be raw? And I have a good memory.

Your memory is only perverted, and I'm not going anywhere to kneel.' -I'm glad.

The mastermind tapped the tip of his chin.

- Then say it.

'Are you shouting?' -no.

in my mind.

'.......' good.

I closed my eyes.

“… … huh? Confucius?”

Was it because I suddenly stopped walking? I felt the boy walking in front of me stopped following me and looked back at me.

"sorry.

Please wait.

God.”

I apologized to him.

Quietly focused on consciousness.

'It's the nonsense that the mastermind said.' The image is to engrave white text on black drawing paper.

It was not difficult for an Auror user whose job was to expose the product of consciousness to the outside.

I connected the nodes of the past 7 days one by one like building bricks.

This year is going to be a big hit because it’s a rich year The party is Seonggun and the general is a great general.

The evening is happy, so the saint blesses you.

Open the seat.

Let’s enjoy the world.

Terror, go away, death.

It wasn't.

However, the reason why the background commander had to say [that much].

To figure it out, I accelerated the time of consciousness.

'I'm not a gentleman who can say such embarrassing lines with simple nonsense.' what is it What kind of prank did you play? 'What did the mastermind say?' I recalled my memories.

For some reason, without knowing the reason, the middle of the memory was dug out as if it had been eaten by an insect.

Nevertheless, there were more voices that could be recalled.

“This must have been fucked up.”

I remember.

But this alone is not a clue.

“Are you hearing this for the first time now?”

This too.

“Okay.”

Then, what about this? “If that side turns out to be childish, I will also become childish.”

I paused my consciousness for a moment on the accelerated timeline.

"......." Childishly.

The original swordsman is a childish human being.

therefore.

If you take out the first letter of the things Bae Huo-ryeong said, look at it.

'Girl' is a bountiful year, so this year is a big hit.

'Dang' is a Seong-gun and a general is a great general.

'Evening' is a happy evening and the saints are blessed.

Let's spread the 'seat' plate.

Enjoy the world.

Go 'uh', gong dongdong Kim Gongja Lalala you bastard "......." It's not.

That doesn't make sense.

Even if you remove the last sentence and say it out loud...

… Are you Senine Sera? no.

Even if I put it together in my head, a plausible message cannot be assembled, no.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

'Ji'Lal is a bountiful year, so 'Fri' is a great year.

'Dang' prize is Seong-gun and 'Jang'-gun is a master.

The world enjoy the world.

Ji■■ ■■■■ Gold■■ ■■■■ Party■■ ■■■■ Jang■■ ■■■■ Low■■■■■■■ Last■■ ■■■■ Left■■ ■■■■ Han ■■ ■■■■ Te■■ ■■■■ Porridge■■ ■■■■ Uh■■■ ■■■ La■■ ■■■■ .......

So.

now.

right now.

lowness.

left.

teuk.

what.

.......

『Die by that constellation right now』 "......." "Confucius?" “Do you believe me?”

“Are you okay? Haven't spoken for a while.

You don't even have a face." “I believe in you.”

“Oh.

Maybe because of the internal injuries suffered while fighting the madoos...

? I guess it was overdone.

You don't feel like you pulled the quest a bit hastily.

Shall we take a break and go?”

“Listen.”

“……”

I.

“Confucius, sir?”

I am.

Put the dagger in the boy's hand.

"Ah?" As it was, he pulled the dagger towards my neck.

"......!" A cracking sound rang out.

“No, Confucius, what the hell… … ?!”

Everything happened in an instant.

With no room for him to resist, no room to use any ability or skill, I immobilized his body with an auror, and laid my life upon the fixed blade.

Life was cut obliquely.

[You are dead.] Behind the blade, the boy had an astonished expression on his face.

"----------!!" scream.

"why! Why, damn it! Damn------." yells.

[Skill activates.] And then, the world around me shattered.318.