SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

The Innocent Way.

(3) 5.

Sobaekhyang (舊白香) had a secret that he couldn't tell.

That's right, I watched it.

Namgungwoon.

Moorim Alliance.

The person who is called the best Baekdo in the Gangho, a genius of unfathomable wealth in the Namgung Sega, and who has raised his reputation through travel and adventure from a young age.

that man.

'Is this enough?' Master watched.

"......! ......!" it snowed.

Namgoong-Woon broke through the snowy feet.

Even if there was a blizzard, it would melt away if I only went around Namgungun.

A fierce internal air was burning in Namgoong-un's muscles.

'That's enough.' it snowed.

The sight of snow falling to the world in Master's droopy eyes, the sight of a single point of snow sticking to the forehead of Moorim Mengju and then melting away, Chaang! Chaa! Tens of thousands of sects and magicians harmonized, and the scenery where they played with swords was reflected.

The True Demon War.

On this battlefield where everyone foreshadowed the destruction of the world and poured all their efforts into it, there was only one person.

Only Master.

I couldn't breathe.

'I'm trying so hard to overcome this body.' Aww! I felt sorry for Namgoong-Woon as he hit the ax he threw.

'It is supreme straight up Purely, he is wielding martial arts to defeat me.

In his axe, I can feel his heart for me.' knew If the Cheonma Sobaekhyang had not been born, Namgoongun would have stood tall as the first person in the world.

He may have been praised as the best man of all time.

Moorim Master Namgoongun was truly the best among the enemies I could face.

Wishing for more than that would be overkill.

'iced coffee.' I don't want to end it.

'How come you don't have the talent to cut through the sky no matter how you stand still, but if you work hard, no one can catch up with you.' I don't want it to end 'Isn't it anywhere?' Someone I can be greedy with.

'Nam Goong Woon.

Buwol Sun-ah.

Can't you be that person?' If you were just one span stronger.

I would gladly give you my life.

'I do not have the courage to disguise the match by lying to you.' it snowed.

'I don't even have the guts to satisfy my life by lying to me.' Tick.

'I couldn't tell anyone a lie even once, so who can be with me?' free 'no.' is it.

'You're lonely.' Tick.

On that day, Sobaekhyang of Cheonma did not cut Namgungun, the leader of Moorim.

couldn't cut Master could not strike the neck of the person who had run that long road for himself and responded to the battle of Jeongma.

In fact, Master couldn't even give his head to someone who couldn't walk his own path.

life that can't be helped.

Master may have foreseen that this winter would last like an eternity when the first day of the Jeongma Daejeon was just postponed.

[Could not find the skill target's tinnitus.] However.

[Unable to find the skill target's true name.] Even though it's a lonely and lonely life.

[Skill target's appearance could not be found.] Obviously.

Confucius.

you will come to pick me up Master, Master, say.

[Failed to reproduce.] With laughter blooming.

[Replaces material required for implementation.] Tick.

6.

“Oh.”

I blinked my eyes.

“Are you here?”

Blinking, the spirit behind the scenes.

Geomje, who had longer hair and a little more weight than I knew, was cross-legged with his chin crossed.

“… … A swordsman?”

I was a little perplexed.

"OK." "Huh.

Did you come out of trauma? I mean, it came out from the beginning, but after becoming a B-class, it's been...

… .

what? Do you have a body?" I groped my body.

It wasn't Raviel's body.

It wasn't Master's body.

It wasn't anyone else's body, so I felt like it was the first time in decades that I touched this body I was used to.

He stammered as if "Culch." After seeing me like that, the mastermind looked at me as if it were fun.

"Oh, why.

The real feeling is that I've lived for over 20 years.

Just maintaining my self is a great thing.

Where else is this place?" "Well." Huryeong laughed out loud: “Your skill is probably still in the process of being activated.

You will still be seeing the trauma.”

“…? So, does this mean your trauma?”

“I didn’t grow up with trauma.”

I looked around.

As the background commander said, there was nothing here.

Really, nothing.

An empty field like a waiting room to stay for a while before entering the stage.

A space that seemed like an endless stretch of white drawing paper.

, the mastermind sat quietly, holding only one sword.

"......." "Why? What are you looking at?" “No… that’s.

You, your legs.”

I pointed at Bae Huo-ryeong's legs, which were normally a little blurry, but now they have a distinct shape: "Not just the legs, but the whole body… vivid.

And the voice." “Hmm.”

“What?”

"What? It's simple." The mastermind shook the hilt of the hilt, "Perhaps in your trauma, the living self is replayed.

But, as I said, [because there was no trauma] for me.

I wonder if it would be reproduced strangely in this way.

”

“Hey.”

"Specifically, I remember you being brainwashed by some perverted constellation and chasing after you saying, “God! “…that was what happened.”

At last, the sense of reality returned.

Yeah.

As the trauma started, I went through half of Raviel's life and half of Master's once.

As if I had dreamed for too long.

"I thought I was seeing your trauma this time..." "Five.

did you expect Sorry.

'Cause I'm the one who enjoyed life When I was four years old, I was caught stealing dumplings, and I got caught and beaten up, but even then, I was beaten while munching on the dumplings.

Even if you hit me, the dumplings in your stomach won't be re-displayed as merchandise, right? As a result, it can be seen as my victory.

I have only known about victory since I was four years old.”

"you… … no.

done.

Don’t speak.”

"therefore? I remember whispering to him even [Terror, go away, death, go away].

How are you? Man, let's talk.

That way, I’m not going to give you counseling or not.”

I told you what I've been through.

“Hmm.”

Bae Huo-ryeong smiled and listened to my story.

He still has his elbows on his knees and his chin is clenched in a crooked posture.

“It’s a zombie.”

As soon as the story was over, Touk, Hueryeong spoke.

“How do you use the Demon Heavenly God?”

"Yes?" “Macheon God.

The magician of your pseudo-cult.

How do you use it?”

cybine.

“How do you write it? I just use it.”

"okay? that's interesting.

Hunger is different for everyone.

For example, let's say Asayu sword.

Some people starve because they can't eat millet.

Some people starve because they can't eat hamburgers.

Are you two the same? What is the farmer's hunger? Hunger among adults and children? How can you, just use the Asayu sword all through hunger?”

“It’s the same.”

I answered immediately.

I don't know if it was at the time when I was just about to awaken the Demon Goddess.

Now it wasn't a jjambab to play around with such a question.

“The same thing is not the same from start to finish.

It just needs to be in the same context.

[It hurts because I didn't eat something.] Here, [something] doesn't matter whether it's millet rice or arugula pizza.

therefore… … ." "that's right." Bae Huo-ryeong narrowed his eyes and said, "So people can understand people.

Can't you?" "Yes." “It’s the same trauma you’re going through right now.”

"......." Tick.

I blinked my eyes.

"Yes?" “People understand people.

having gone through the same thing.

It doesn't mean that the same thing happens to the same person, in the same situation, at the same time and in the same place.

Others.

different situations.

Different times, different places, but still the same thing.

That is understanding.”

The spirit behind it hummed.

“You can't see the past of ██████ ████.

why? Because I don't have a name.

no coordinates.

He even lost his appearance.

Are you going to take a peek into the life of a person who cannot be called by anyone or seen by anyone as an enemy?”

“……”

“But we know he failed.

His life must be full of failures.

You can tell by looking at the [Universe Red Yellow] skill.

number 1.

No.2.

He wrote [Cosmic Crimson] to someone other than you, but no one is with him now.”

The ghost whispered.

“You’ve been betrayed.”

Even though the sword's mouth was quite far away, it seemed as if he whispered into my ear.

“Come on.

I need to know by whom, under what circumstances, when, and where ██████ ███ ████ was betrayed.

Only then can you say that you understand his trauma?”

“Betrayal is betrayal.

Disappointment is disappointment.

So your betrayal can be my betrayal, and you can still call it understanding when you are you and I am me.”

right.

Basically, that is Macheon's teaching.

“Your master said so too.

Isn't it?" The doctrine of the shadows.

“… … Yes." I then nodded my head.

I understood why he couldn't get a peek into ████'s past, and why he had to watch Raviel and Master's half-life.

“The trauma that the constellation suffered and [the most similar cases] were reproduced.”

no doubt “■■■■ ■■ ■■■ must have trusted someone in the first place.

It wasn't satisfactory, but I thought this person would use [Universe Red Yellow] to create a sufficiently enjoyable quest and a happy story, no.

At least I expected you to imagine a fresh world.”

but was betrayed.

Just like Raviel was betrayed by the Crown Prince Ramen Sari.

『Free.』 ■■■■ ■■ ■■■ and Raviel are different people, they are in different situations, and they lived in different times and different places, but the depth and angle of the wounds they suffered when they were betrayed for the first time.

was the same For that reason.

『Free.』 ■■■■ ■■ ■■■'s past has been replaced by Raviel's past.

“Even then, the constellation believed in someone.”

second contractor.

“After the first betrayal, the constellation also grew a little.

This time, I did not choose a contractor blindly because [I think this person would be fresh].

The best of all time.

Anyone can see that he is the most talented in this era...

Imagination is superior.

With this person, the days of truly enjoyable quests may continue.

I have chosen.”

But it wasn't enough.

As if Nam Gung-un, the master of Moorim, was short on his master.

『Lonely.』 The second contractor must have been outstanding.

Under the effect of [Universe Red Yellow], the contractor must have let his imagination run wild.

Just like I did, if you imagine there is a village there, there will be a village, and if an enemy is needed, the enemy will appear.

nevertheless.

『Lonely.』 ██████ was not completely satisfied with his imagination.

“… … no one.

no.

Most of them have never experienced death.”

For some reason, I seemed to understand why the constellation was not filled.

"I can imagine the sea.

Whether it's sophisticated or blurry.

But just before drowning in the ocean, struggling...

Can you imagine yourself suffocating, seawater rushing into your throat? The feel.

the pain?”

The answer is simple: unless you've experienced it, you don't know: "Perhaps other contractors...

besides me ...

couldn't have imagined [well] their own crisis, their own death, the desperate moment of death." Because, "Oh my God, how, how?" "Hey, can you imagine the pain well?" ?”

“Have you ever melted your bones? Have your blood vessels ever been burned?”

“How in the world do you know such pain, so that you can reproduce it under my power like this?”

" Bae Huo-ryeong nodded.

"Yeah.

You're right.

The first contractor's betrayal.

The second contractor's disappointment.

So █████ ███ ████ finally became the third contractor, [Crimson of the Universe].

The last caster, the last devotee who wants to accompany him to the point of annihilating his own existence, has chosen none other than me.

"what?" “It is you.”

I looked away, "Gumje yangban." "......." My two eyes were straight, the spirit behind me.

I looked at the sword embodied in a living form.

"Except for me, [Universe Red Hwang] was used only twice.

It was the trauma of two people.

You've been replaced, but why are you here? Why, as a replacement for the [third] trauma, are you here, all over the place, all over the place?" "Who are you?" Geomje raised his lips, "There is nothing here.

From my point of view, there are enough." A black-haired young man was reflected in the swordsman's eyes.

"You are there, Gongja Kim." “……”

“You must have been the third traumatic person.”

Tick, "I'm like a ghost on you, so it must have been implemented as an added bonus.

No.

I planned a strategy with you and fucked up ■■■■ ■■ ■■■, so I don't know if it was implemented with that in mind.

Anyway.

You are here.”

Tick: "Your love has waited for you, and your teacher has waited for you, Gongja Kim.

The third wound this constellation draws is waiting for you.

Maybe that's the only wound.

Everything else is secondary.

”

“Now, as one day goes by, there will be scars that I do not know, neither do I know, nor the constellation, and only you know.”

“Go.'' [Completed implementing trauma.] “The best I can do is up to this point.

partner." [Check that the subject's ego is maintained.] "How to live, think more about it." [The penalty ends.] And.

The world around me was shattered.322.