SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

The Innocent Way.

(2) 3.

Tick.

The needle brushes against the white flesh of the watch.

Just like putting a wound where it is supposed to be hurt.

“……”

“So, how many times do I have to tell you to understand? I have nothing to do with Geum Sa-mae Young-ae! misunderstood! misunderstanding!" I blinked my eyes.

In a blink of an eye, the blonde prince was angry.

There is only me and the Crown Prince in the reception room, so he must be angry with me.

“Young-ae is completely mistaken for a human being who I am!”

"......." It seemed like a long time had passed.

Even a very short time passed.

Is my sense of time numbing? Apparently, the hair melted in the lukewarm water.

Am I swimming in Raviel's dream? Or is Raviel swimming through my time? ' Either way.' I spread out the fan.

'It doesn't really matter.' There was no reason to separate the two of us.

Meanwhile, the prince gradually raised his voice.

“Very unpleasant! The way you talk is like, it's like I'm leaving you and having an affair.

About me, the national head of the empire!”

I looked over the prince's blonde hair.

Tick.

Tick.

The glamorous gold leaf wall clock wasted its time by eating its flesh.

“… … for a moment.

Young-ae.

When people are talking, where do you look?”

“I am sorry.

I was looking at the clock.”

"watch? I don't think it's a waste of time to even talk to me!" "no.

It's just that the watch keeps passing where it has passed.

It's like you don't know where you've been before.

Perhaps the condition of eternity is oblivion.”

"What? … … What are you talking about?" “I cried yesterday.

Forget what I shouted yesterday.

I also heard a nagging yesterday.

I forget what I heard yesterday.

The day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, a week, a month, a year.

Forget and forget, throw away and throw away.”

"......." "The scenery that passed yesterday.

Where my hands stayed yesterday.

However, it is unfamiliar as if it were a new sight.

So people will live forever.

forever.

A thousand years ago, a thousand years later.”

“I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”

The prince narrowed his brow.

“Are you admitting that you misunderstood my relationship with Young Ae?”

"Majesty." I paid the debt.

“Your Majesty is not the first, nor will it be the last, who has made excuses after betraying love in this history.”

"......." "Your Majesty is not the first to escape a day after making excuses for a misunderstanding.

They all die in their graves with their own endings.

Please consider it a little more wisely.

Will the planned catastrophe be different if one day passes?”

“I don’t know what you mean, I said!”

“Geumsa-mae Young-ae cannot love her Majesty.”

The prince stopped.

"what?" “She is fundamentally a lover of herself.

Don't you know?" "......." "There is a feeling of longing for the Crown Prince, but what the Geum sister-in-law is really excited about is the appearance of [himself secretly in love with the Crown Prince]." I said calmly, "I'm not saying you shouldn't share love.

To share love with such a person, you must become a servant.

As if begging and begging for the young Ae's love, as if receiving mercy.

It is to be granted her favour, and only such a relationship will make His Majesty the Crown Prince and her happy forever.”

"......." "His Majesty Hao-na is the national model of this country.

He is the person who should stand the most.

Would such a person bow his head to a mere baron, Young-ae? I will bow my head down, and the subjects will bow down to me, but in truth, the master of the whole country will be Yeong-ae, not His Majesty.”

I looked down at my fiancée, “Are you really going to take the country and bring it to Yeong-ae’s family?”

"..." Tuk, Tuk Tuk.

Water was running down the side of his head.

In front of him, a blonde man was holding an empty glass of water and squealing.

"You are the worst human being." A meaningless curse, but even if it was a swear word and a scratch from the most insignificant person in the world, the wounds I received were still scars, and the surface of my heart stinged.

The Prime Minister is pecking at a fictional day, he has to be dragged to an unfamiliar place and put on a solemn expression! Of course, you are a person born deep within the blood of the great Ivansia family, so I don't know! But...

" "But." I looked at the father expressionless.

And I thought.

“But, what comes?”

Shall I change "......." The Emperor of Tanggeum is Seonggun.

However, there are countless examples of cases where a tyrant ascended to the throne immediately after Seonggun passed away and ruined the country.

If there is only one generation left in the fortune of the empire, it wouldn't be a bad idea to prepare from the beginning.

It's a last resort though.

For this sure end, let's spread ganja all over the country, assassinate obstacles in advance, and prepare to cause disgust at once when the time comes.

"Majesty." hold off The prince unknowingly took a step backwards.

“I have the deepest understanding of Your Majesty.

From a young age, I have tried relentlessly to love His Majesty.

This love may seem insignificant.

But this is my best.

In my mind, I can't light a bigger candle than this.”

"......." "Put away the golden samae youngae.

That's the way for His Majesty, the way for the country..." "Monster." The prince grabbed the doorknob and said, “It’s like a monster.”

And then, he ran away.

"......." Tick.

Time passes.

"......." Tick.

Drops of water soaking your hair fall on the sound of the second hand.

"..." I suddenly realized.

that I have been betrayed.

"iced coffee." free [Skill target's nickname could not be found.] In that boredom, his anger was a little fuzzy.

[The true name of the skill target cannot be found.] Tick.

But.

Even though it's a free and free life.

[The appearance of the skill target cannot be found.] Tick.

clearly.

[Failure to reproduce.] Confucius, I love you.

[Replaces material required for implementation.] 4.

Free.

"......" I blinked my eyes.

In a blink of an eye, I realized---I myself was sitting cross-legged.

Did you fall asleep in a sitting position? Or did he fall into a state of mindlessness and nothingness for a moment, and then he could not hold onto his realization and came out of it? “Heaven.”

The voices of the world were heard.

"......" I quietly turned my head.

twitch.

When their eyes met, the young man in black shrugged his shoulders.

I knew his name.

“You’re a ghost.”

“Sorry, I’m sorry.”

The ghost horse prostrated.

“How dare things like me interfere with the supreme cult… .

I have committed a mortal sin!”

“It’s rude.

I heard that enlightenment is a calmness that will not be broken by anything touching it.

It would not have been realization in the first place if it had been interrupted and broken.”

I smiled.

“It’s like waking up from a sleep.

Rather than ruining my enlightenment, I would like to receive an apology for disturbing a pleasant nap.”

"Yes… .

Huh… … .

So, I'm sorry...

?”

tt “He is a subordinate who is not fun to make fun of.

Get your head stuck there.”

"Ah! Yes!" The ghostly horse replied immediately, as if it was much easier.

“Then I will report you!”

“I will listen.”

“First, we evacuated the people by turning the gates under the heavens.”

The ghost horse continued talking with her head stuck upside down.

Even though the head supports the whole body, it is not shaken and is strong, so you can see that it is the elite of the school who practiced properly.

“There are many people who do not believe that punishment is sent from heaven, and there are many people who do not believe in evil, and it was difficult to persuade them, but they tied up a person who had already suffered an epidemic and showed them around tightly, so no matter how suspicious they were, there was no way they could not believe it!”

"......." is it.

It's been a few months since Kang-ho's strangeness began to circulate.

This is still the world before I and Master reached the white end.

“You did a great job.”

“I’m sorry!”

“However, those who have taken refuge, how can they avoid a moving disease? You cannot build a hut under the sea, and you cannot pitch a tent above the clouds.

The edge of the sea under the sky will be the last refuge for the people.”

"......." "I just did all the examples for humans.

I am proud of you guys who dedicated a day to serving the people at a time when you could have lived another day by escaping to the island.”

The ghost horse straightened his posture and prostrated himself.

"Cheong!" Hundreds of elites prostrated beyond that.

Again on the other side, tens of thousands of devotees bowed their knees: “Mincho Dokzon!”

A noble echo echoed in the mage's main mountain.

I sat down on a stone pedestal and bowed my head.

At the time, the scenery of the magyo that reached its climax and reached its heyday was spread out there.

"......." Free The world is on the brink of destruction, and what is this terrifyingly quiet boredom? It's not boring.

It's not boring.

I didn't live a leisurely life.

I would always have spent all four seasons, day and night, with my life on the line.

'Did I do my best?' Yes.

Yes.

Without a doubt, 'Grab the sword, was it good?' Perhaps, 'Were you happy?' I don't know.

"......." He nodded slowly, 'I can answer yes to a thousand questions.' All the followers of the magic world were bowing their backs.

Only the sky would have known that I was nodding my head.

Therefore, I used the white sky as a mirror and beckoned to myself.

'Only two questions By answering [probably] and [don't know], you make me bored now.' I want to know, “Nam Goong Woon.”

I opened my lips, and the ghost raised her head slightly.

“Yes?”

“Send a letter to Namgung-un, the master of Moorim.”

"......." The ghost didn't ask any more.

I just brought a paper pen and ink to the colonel.

I wiggled my fingers.

Paper floated in the air and became stiff.

The entanglement with tools is reduced.

As the ghost swallows a small sigh, I waved my fingers once more.

Brush.

My finger became a brush.

The hole formed on the tip of the nail became a brush tip.

Collect ink at one point and bend it.

Even though there was an empty space between the paper and me, there was nothing harsh about writing.

I put my hand down, "How dare I?" “Even if the plague spreads, the world remains, and even if you wake up, life remains.

This is my will.

"......." The ghost shivered and set my paper on fire.

A pile of fire transferred from the candle gnawed at the edges of the paper in an instant.

A bite of red, a bite of red again, burning the past place black, the fire spread.

"Ah." But the letters were not consumed by the flames.

Rather, they burned.

The inner hole in the ink held the letters as they were.

The letters became embers.

Since they are fixed, even if the base on which they are hung is burned and burned again by the fire.

Even though I did, my fire was burning in the air.

It is said that there is a disease in the world that can not be cured, but it is a human disease that can not be healed by humans.

One hundred years of living, it depends on the second of death.

Come.

.

The ghost fell on his face with trembling lips.

I glanced at the state I had now engraved into the air.

“I’ll write one more thing, so send it to the master Moorim.

Burn them by hand in front of this sight.

It's a pity I can't see their faces." “Yes… my lord.”

The ghost's voice stuttered.

I muttered indifferently: "The moment the embers run out of food and burn to ashes, you'll know that you haven't responded to the war." The believers looked forward to seeing my writings engraved in the air.

They thought it was a miracle.

It was just like rain falling from the sky and flowers blooming on the earth, but the embers between heaven and earth were a proof to them, that they were still there.

It seemed like a permission to survive under the world.

They shouted, “魔道天下!”

Touk, something landed on the tip of his nose and looked up.

It was snowing from the sky.

It was the first snow.

“魔道天下!”

Yes, Namgoongwoon.

You won't betray me.

But, "People 草獨存!" 321.