SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Starlight.

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At the bottom of the Colosseum, which had become extremely quiet, I hummed leisurely.

“The fact that he kept calling me and saying, “Young man, you human being,”

became rather poisonous.

You are a constellation and I am only a human.

It seems that he was trying to instill such a perception unconsciously...

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It’s because I’m a guy who doesn’t have much oil to play with puns and stir-fry.”

“You guys.”

A terrifying sound echoed from Mutia's teeth.

“If the last one occupies the end of the constellation, what do you want to change!? On the subject of a seed that doesn't even have power, I dare," "A lot of things change." It wasn't my voice.

"I'm sorry.

I have to keep the contract.”

It was not the voice of any of the two hundred apostles who fell in the Colosseum.

It wasn't the voice of the mastermind, the holy sword, or the fox, and, of course, it wasn't Mutia's voice either.

I narrowed my brow.

'… … I heard it somewhere.' I couldn't remember right away.

On the other hand, Mutia seemed to immediately know who the owner of the voice was.

“The magician… … ." Looking up at the sky, the golden constellation grinded her teeth.

"Not yet! It's not over yet! The time for the player attack I requested will still be valid!" “The expiration date is not set in [hours].

You know it, I know it, and all the high in the tower know it, but Mr.

So, once you start playing around with time, there is no limit to it.”

If you look up from the basement, the sky is cut out like a hole in the sky.

In the middle of it, there is a wealthy man dressed in comfortable clothes, looking down at us.

While unaware of your own Ascension].

Now that you are aware that you have become a constellation, there is no advantage that you can enjoy anymore.”

The owner of the voice was holding a thin, unusually long wand.

Lightly with his middle, ring, and small fingers.

Maybe he was a wizard.

It was a wand that looked like it would break with just a tap, but the wizard skillfully stirred it.

[Sixth pillar.

'Primordial staff' manifests.] Ah.

Only after hearing the message did I clearly realize where I had heard that voice Exactly the same [Princess Walking in the Mirage] I manage this tower, and I call a meeting whenever there is a problem.

Those who consulted about it.

The six subordinates of the tower master.

They were the pillars.

“Hmm.”

The wizard gently turned his head to meet his gaze.

“…Yabi? Are you talking about me?”

"Since the days when the blood on our heads was still not dry, you have been calling us in with your vile craftsmanship.

You're mean because you're mean.

I feel good because you insulted me, and you're also insulted with a surprisingly cute pronunciation.

Don't you feel good? You could call it communication.”

“Yes? Huh? No……”

I don't think I have that kind of taste.

“I have quite a few things to share with you.”

[Staff] murmured.

A sloppy voice, as if the pencil had lost its lead.

There was no hostility or malice in it, and the [Staff] spoke in a tone that was no different from time and water.

“Before that, let’s start with what I have to do.”

[Staff]'s staff tapped into the air.

It was then that the sky split like glass.

"Can not be done!" Mutia shouted.

“I can't admit it! Appeal to the contract! have a meeting! Open the discussion! I, [the cattle harvesting the ruins] are requesting, so I immediately raise the agenda and deal with it----.”

“It is dismissed.”

"Already, you've allowed too many disadvantages for a child who has just ascended to heaven.

Mutia.

Hishimit Kritz.

Because of your request." The sky, which had once been dyed red, shattered loudly.

The air was shattered and splattered into hundreds of millions of fragments.

The wind blew and swept the red fragments, and it was as if the sky was bleeding.

[The power of the 'Eyes dwelling in the labyrinth' stops.] [The 'time chain' that forcibly fixed your growth is released!] Once again, the sky has escaped.

] [The 'information distortion' that blocked some of the messages delivered to you is removed!] The peeled sky is black endlessly.

There is no sun, half moon, or Milky Way, there is only black darkness.

There, he opened his mouth, and hidden in the black sky, covered with blue scales, was a snake.

Dark blue scales rippled like waves in the night sea.

The snake was large enough to occupy a corner of the sky, and it was enough to spread the sea alone in the sky without the Milky Way.

The snake's eyes were in the shape of an inverted triangle.

Unlike humans with white eyes and pupils, the giant snake had black eyes and bright blue eyes.

"It is said that if you strike before you awaken to the constellation, you have a good chance of success!" It's my fault for falling over!" -This is fun.

This is Hismit Kritz.

The mastermind twisted his lips and folded his arms.

-My name is [Eye in the Labyrinth].

The constellation that governs information distortion, manipulation, revelation, riddles and contradictions, labyrinths and secrets.

G.

Zombie You acted like you were interested and it was a fake? "Aha..." It was only then that I realized the truth of this battle: "The two constellations formed and attacked me? Before I became stronger than I am now.

I am aiming for gaps in which the powers of the constellation have not yet awakened, and to destroy them at once." Sadly, there was no moonlight on a pitch-black night, so I drew a half moon with my lips.

“One constellation controls time.

The other controls information.

I didn't even hear it, la.

It's a perfect match." “……Kuw!”

A serpent in the reverse eye revealed its fangs, and its upside-down eyes glared at Mutia with a terrifying glare in her eyes.

“What.”

“I don’t know!”

A purdy blue flame wrapped around the snake's body.

['Eyes dwelling in the labyrinth' escape to their world!] Literally, they rolled their tails and ran away.

“Hey, you idiot!!”

Mutia, who was left alone under the ground, vomited blood from her mouth and cried.

“Once this body is conquered, the next target will be you! It's your turn! Whether it's killed or cooked, we'll have to fight here, so if you ran away, I think you'd live six more days! Did you think you would enjoy more power for one more day? This, an idiot who can’t be cured even if he dies!”

"What.

I usually take a day off and then go up.”

"......." Mutia was at a loss for words.

I smiled.

“If the day is too harsh, can I take a full week off and rest? Even so, they even made an alliance to catch me.

The two of you can't be offended.

I'll take care of you so you don't get upset." “Uh……”

“Why did you all come together and attack me? … .

Well.

We'll have to figure it out later." Even if you don't say it, it's enough to grab [the eye that dwells in the labyrinth] and run away.

I meant that, and Mutia seemed to understand that too.

“Give up.”

"......." "I will not say that I will accept surrender without any punishment.

I will accept what I have to receive.

However, I am punished for being emotionally charged with a surprise attack with my eyes and ears blocked.

I will not do anything to double the weight of , I promise.”

There was a hesitation in Mutia's eyes.

It was Mutia who had prepared five or six moves to attack one person, but now the hand has really fallen.

More than that, Mutia must have few options left, and my recommendation to surrender reduced even the few options to one.

"Golden sister, hand over Sylvia Ebinail's identity completely to me." I said the most obvious terms: "Never claim Sylvia again, and do not dispute the fact that Sylvia belonged to my family." "......." Mutia licked her lips.

Yes, no, there was no answer.

We both knew that this was only the first request.

“… … and?" “I must help you capture [the eye in the labyrinth].

What kind of world does the constellation live in? What can I do to break through it easily? Solve all the information you know.”

Still, Mutia's lips uttered neither affirmation nor negation.

Because the second requirement was also pretty easy.

Hismit Kritz betrayed Mutia first.

Is there anything easier in the world than betraying the one who betrayed you? Because it was such an easy request, Mutia must have guessed that there were still heavier conditions.

“Again, is there?”

“Kneel down.”

"......." "In the eyes of the apostles, show clearly that I am stronger than you, that I have overcome you, that you have surrendered to me." Blood dripped from Mutia's mouth.

"It wasn't blood from biting my lip, it was the teeth smashing the teeth, and the gums couldn't stand it, and they bit it so hard and hard that it broke between the fangs and the molars." "A constellation like yours has an aesthetic." I continued, "It's a rule.

There's some kind of self-discipline.

Like a normal human, even though my body is on my knees now, but my heart is strong, that kind of excuse doesn't work." It is similar to but different from pride.

The constellation is a being made up of power.

Perhaps the power is the reason why the constellation exists.

For humans, the core is like the heart.

Muti, who is [the constellation of regression] to me with regression skills.

Kneeling a baby is acknowledging that I am superior in the same area, just as a general is defeated by another general, or a musician surrenders to other music.

, Can the mastermind still be the king of swords who claims to be the best of all time? The condition I put on Mutia was carrying the weight of a thousand gold.

And it was precisely the weight of a life: “I will also gather the rest of your horns, which are only one left.”

"......." "I'll give you three minutes." 3 minutes passed.

A death-like stillness lingered at the bottom of Hell.

The single noise just before about 160 seconds passed made the silence even more eerie.

['A music box just for you' manifests its powers.] I could see what Mutia was trying to stop time.

Mutia couldn't capture her heart within 180 seconds.

Time was running out.

I needed time to think.

I tried to forcefully increase the time that was not allowed, and I was frustrated by the fox.

"......." So...

"I, Mutia." Uncaptured feelings leaked out of Mutia's hands: "The cows that harvest the ruins." The place where Mutia kneeled was cracked, and a hole was dug along five fingers in the ground where Mutia was kneeling.

Blood dripped “To the Four Kings.”

Blood dripped from his mouth and dripped down his jawline.

Mutia's fingers seeped through the hole they dug, "To the sky that gathers screams...

… , surrender, do.”

I nodded.

“Yes.”

He looked down at the constellation pressing his forehead to the ground.

“Then I will ask you, Mutia.”

“Why did you collude with Hismit Kritz to attack me?”

There was silence for a while, and as the hole that her fingers dug a little deeper and more blood flowed into the hole, the ground turned a little redder, Mutia opened her mouth: “You have a relationship with us.

”

“I met you for the first time today.”

“But from your beginning we can say that we are entangled.”

I tilted my head.

“Why?”

"[Regressor's Clockwork]." Mutia replied.

with completely unexpected words.

“Because the creators of your regression skill are none other than me and Hismit Kritz.”

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