SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Auction of the constellations.

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[The 68th floor stage is for sale.] [The 69th floor stage is for sale.] I blankly heard messages ringing in my head one after another.

I'm confused and my face is actually like a fish's face, like a bungeoppang face...

No.

This pun is no joke.

Let's just keep watching.

[The 70th floor stage is for sale.] “Stop.”

Finally, the last floor of the stage where you can participate in the auction was put up for sale.

The pillar of the tower, [Primordial Staff], cut the staff.

“From that point on, it’s not the territory I control.

If you too want to run away from the Four Kings, find another pillar.

Even the constellation who doesn't know who I am.

Some constellations may have heard of the existence of pillars for the first time, but you see this as a special case..." The message was cut off and the place became silent.

It wasn't long, "I'll explain the gist of the auction." Exactly, the primordial staff pointed into the air with the tip of the staff: “As you know, the Four Kings are [Hunters], in other words, a challenger who climbs the tower toward one hundred floors [天孔極點].

It is also the constellation that received the name [Scream of Screams].”

"Hunter" means someone who climbs the tower even in the tower.

"So, from now on, it can be seen as a fair duel between a warrior and a warrior, not a fight between the teacher who gives the exam and the student who is being tested." The wizard's voice was low-pitched and the temperature was also low.

Like the sound of a piano softly resounding outside on a winter day.

The countless constellations that resided on the tower became a spectator and listened to the wizard's song.

You have the right to run away.”

The wizard's eyes were silver.

“Because only those who want to wield a sword can use it in a duel.”

Eyes resembling the color of a blade looked at me.

“So, who is willing to duel with the Four Kings?”

“……”

“Among the countless constellations, who is the beast that has not yet forgotten the joy of victory? Who is the snake that climbed up to the sky and could not bring down the pleasure of swept scales on the ground? What kind of light does a star that refuses to take over as its owner even after being embraced by the master of the tower, now scatters?”

right, do The wizard rolled his tongue in his mouth.

“64th floor.

Auction begins.”

['A bird that burns fire' bids.] As soon as the wizard's words fell, someone sent a message.

['Burning Bird' warns you not to bid higher than yourself if you don't want to be beaten.] The wizard tilted his head.

"Well.

If you use that kind of tone, the poison will rise and you won’t be the only one who will run to you, right?”

['Burning Bird' advises you to participate in the auction from the next stage if you do not want to die.] “Okay.

Much better.”

It was difficult for me to find a difference between the two sentences, but the wizard's ear seemed to detect a significant difference.

An unknown constellation poured out messages one after another.

['Burning Birds' provides opinions on the auction method.] ['Burning Birds' now sets the next floor each time the four kings defeat one stage, rather than appointing managers up to 70 floors at a time.

They say it's right to put it up for auction.] ['Burning Birds' argues very logically because if the four kings lose on the 64th floor, only the constellation that bids for the 65th floor at most will become a bird.] “Hmm… .”

The wizard closed his left eye.

“That’s right.”

['Burning Bird' reminds us that he always says the right thing.] “I'll say yes.

But the most important thing remains.”

The wizard looked up to the sky.

“What is the bid? At what price do you want to buy a manager’s license?”

['Firebird' answers.] [All of himself.] The wizard nodded.

“There is no reason not to accept it.

I'm going to change the manager on the 64th floor from 'fairy nine tailed fox' to 'burning bird'." That's the end of it.

The wizard turned his head and looked at me.

"......." The fox with the strap around my neck creaked and cried.

The fox was wagging her tail and asking my intentions.

"Yes.

I have no reason not to accept it either." I put the Hismit Kritz, the thread snake on my palm, in my pocket, and nodded my chin lightly as I chewed on the soft howl of the thread, “Honestly, this snake didn’t taste good even when it was cut.

.

please." “Beep.”

At my words, the fox immediately declared without hesitation: [Quest cleared!] [The 63rd floor stage has been cleared.] ['A music box just for you', from the 64th floor to the 69th floor, you must complete the same quest as in the previous stage.

[It will be sent to the 64th floor immediately according to your request.] A sandstorm engulfed my eyes.

In an instant, the mastermind spoke directly to my ceremony.

-I went up to the ninety-ninth floor, but I didn't know it was a pillar.

Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever met a pillar.

....' -Those who think of pillars or anything else will have the 'authority to erase their memories.' Yes, they will.

-Maybe after this shit is over, that is, after you go up to the 70th floor, your memories won't be remembered.

It could all disappear.

It could be.

-But it is very unlikely.

The mastermind said, -You met the master.

No matter how good the pillars are, they will not be able to erase the time that the master has given meaning to.

His voice was calm but filled with regret.

-Because the paths you and I have walked are different.

Geomje said: -Go that way.The sandstorm completely obscured my view.

[You have entered the 64th stage] When you open your eyes, there is a gray, gray land that stretches endlessly to the horizon.

A bird, a phoenix, with its whole body on fire was flapping its vast wings.

A strong smell stuck to the mucous membrane of the nose.

It was a burnt smell.

The bird with its burning body was able to cover the world with its two wings.

It flew between the sky and the earth, and thanks to the burning wings, there was no distinction between upper and lower.

"When the swordsman climbed the tower with the momentum of the sword, I ignored him.

I despised him.

Therefore, I lost my chance to compete with the warriors and males who reached the highest point since the tower was built.

Again, it was cylindrical.”

I grabbed the hilt and said, "I can see why you're up for the auction." The phoenix's eyes looked down this way, in fact, it wasn't even clear whether it had eyes or not.

The phoenix was constantly burning and there was no part that the fire could not devour.

So perhaps the phoenix saw me with the eyes of the soul and not the eyes of the flesh.

"I heard that you are the descendant of the swordsman.

Is it true?" “I heard only the right words with burning ears.”

"Okay.

It's a good opportunity.

I can't allow myself to have two grievances." The phoenix flapped its wings.

The ashes that had landed all over the world shook and swept away by the flapping of its wings.

Gray snow flew and brushed against my cheeks.

“I am a fire that burns fire.鳥), it is the last fire I want to leave in the world.”

“It is the king.”

I wiped the ashes off my cheek.

My mouth was dry.

Ashes rushed in and filled my throat.

I happily chewed and drank the traces of the fire, exemplifying a duel: "A sword that wants to break a sword." It's meaningless to talk anymore.

The judge who followed me to the stage, [Primordial Staff] stood between us.

The wizard raised his long wand and tapped the ground.

Using that small signal as a signal, I threw the ashes into the ground.

"Hishmit Kritz, fulfill your promise." The loser of the last stage responded to my command ['Eyes that dwell in the labyrinth' unleash their power] Wriggling.

A snake crawled out of my pocket and wrapped it around my wrist.

Like a bracelet.

The snake attacked the tower forward.

['Eye in the Labyrinth' reveals enemy information.] Time slowed in the flow of the Auror, and the characters were engraved in front of the slow flow.

.I could see the enemy's true name.

The bird that burns fire.

The fire-breathing bird.

Tao-cheol 響醫.

Then, the source of the phoenix embroidered the air.

One stroke.

Hishimit Kritz's writing was serpentine like his own body, but the glare in the station's eyes.

+ Taocheol is fire.

If water flows downwards, fire is a reverse heart.

Fire of Taocheol expresses none other than emotions.

Fire consumes others and makes itself stronger.

There is no eye to see the world in it, so the realm that Do-cheol controls is only the blind among emotions: [Hate], [Hate], and above all, [Pleasure] that melts from showing off.

It screams as if it will die right away, but never dies forever, in fact, it only kills others.

If I indulge in the pleasure of voyeurizing others, then Do-cheol is addicted to exhibiting only itself.

It demands to look only at itself.

The reality is that it cannot even burn itself if there is nothing to burn around it.

His names are [Fire that burns], [Self that eats himself], [Blindness].

But it is a fire that is blinded.

+ Indeed.

I In an instant, he penetrated the phoenix's identity.

The wings of the constellation flapped.

In other words, the phoenix raised its eyes.

Although it had a far-flung appearance from humans, I was more confident than anyone in reading [Fire Expression].

This splitting texture, seeing the signs of a burning embers, I saw the psychology of it: "You just complained that you couldn't participate in one 'event' called the swordsman.

A duel between a warrior and a warrior would not be of interest." "......." "Still, I got stuck with the swordsman once.

I shared the sword with a person called the Four Kings.

That business card is just boring.

I am jealous of the constellations of the past who luckily had that business card, and I am envious of the constellations that have been defeated by me.

I swung my sword and blew a full tone.

“In your mind right now, you are studying not how you can defeat me, but how you can create the most plausible spectacle and imprint yourself on the other constellations.”

"......!" The phoenix did not refute my words.

It was not that he did not object, it was that he did not.

Not because I didn't have anything to say, but because I didn't have time to respond.

The constellation could not keep up with the speed of time that I raised up and accelerated the Auror.

When he was about to utter a word, I spilled twelve words, and the constellation did not even turn to refute.

The voice is like that, but what about the speed of the sword? “It was probably you who gave Yusuha the fire skill.”

The swordsman said that Esdel, the Demon King of Autumn Rain, was a D-class constellation.

Even if we look at the pure power it possesses, this firebird is just that.

D+ to C-class.

“I don’t have time to deal with someone who doesn’t even want to fight me for a long time.”

one island.

I said it with two meanings.

“Turn it off.”

And he cut down the constellation that could have become the god of Yusuha.

The screams continued.

If it took years to cut down the Demon King of Autumn Rain, this time it didn't even take a few seconds.

“Sixty-fourth floor.

duel ends.

The winner is the King.”

The [Primordial Staff], who watched the fight unfold, declared.

In the middle of the ashes that turned into tea, the voice calmed down.

“Then let’s start the auction on the 65th floor right away.”

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