SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Absolute Music.

(2) “Come.

Let's stop chatting with each other." The staff intervened between the paladin and me.

When I turned my head, [Primordial Staff] looked at me bluntly.

“Listen to me one last time before going up to the 71st floor.”

“Oh, yes.”

“The king.

The world you will enter is already ruled by the constellations.

But it's different from before.

You don't have to fight the constellations at all." I tilted my head.

"why? Are they good constellations?”

"Well.

To be precise, I should say 'there is no means to fight'.

Up until now, you have only encountered constellations with personalities.

Relatively, constellations close to human form.

However, from the 71st to the 79th floors, [unpersonal constellations] reign.”

no personality “Then is it something like a thing or a plant?”

“It’s similar.

You could say it is the law of the world itself.

The important thing is that you have no way to fight those constellations.

I don't know if I'd reached a point where I could freely use the heart sword.

Not yet.”

"......." "The reason why I dared to summon this knight from among your colleagues is simple.

What about the 71st floor? [A world ruled by music].

This is the so-called evil world.”

“Hey.”

Patricia was the first to respond to the word music.

“Then I can say that I am the right person.

I'm not proud of it, but to be honest, I'm one of the best performers in our tower.

This time, the concert was all sold out.

It’s an excellent lineup.”

Patricia crossed her arms and looked confidently at the [Primordial Staff].

Why are you so confident in your eyes...

… I don't know either.

Since starting to perform jazz again, Patricia has become a little more free than before.

"I don't know why you're bragging to me.

Anyway, yes.

king.

You too will live as a player in the evil world.”

“Do I have to be a performer?”

“There is no freedom to choose a profession.

In the evil world, all beings are performers.

Don't think the whole world will be as free-spirited as your town." What is it.

It's a tough world.

“Even though I learned piano from Patricia, I am a complete beginner… .”

“Most hunters do.

All but amateurs.”

The magician had an expression on what the problem was.

“So a lot of hunters are going to get frustrated in the 70th floor area, right?”

“… … exactly.

It makes sense.”

“Don’t worry, Gongja Kim.”

Patricia patted me on the shoulder.

“Didn’t you tell me? No matter how unsightly you show, I intend to give you a pass stamp without any conditions.

I don't know if it's a blood drama.

It is impossible for you to impress me with ordinary music anyway.

Take it easy.”

“I feel terribly bad.

Hey." “A man must be humbled by his talents… .

For example, Gongja Kim.

You can say that you lack some fashion talent.

Your leather fetish is serious.”

“I don’t want to hear from someone who wears armor 365 days a year?! Besides, this is the style that Anastasia specified! Don't say anything to me!" "indeed." The wizard nodded deeply.

“If you leave your friends alone, you will chatter endlessly.

I have to force it.”

My feet fell apart.

['Primordial Staff' sends you away.] I looked down and saw my feet sinking into the yellow-painted floor.

"Huh? huh?”

“Go away.”

It fell to the waist in an instant.

Just before my whole body was completely engulfed, Patricia looked at me and screamed urgently.

“Gongja Kim! Even if you're not talented in fashion, I'm okay with it!" “Patricia… … ." "Because you don't actually have a talent for your face.

Your fashion and your face match." “You, I’ll see you after clearing the 71st floor.”

“Goodbye.”

And I fell to the bottom 3.

[You entered the 71st stage.] [You set foot in a place that you were not allowed to enter.] [A small penalty will be given.] I woke up and there It was a village that usually comes to mind when you think of 'heaven', like a fairy tale elf kingdom spread out in watercolor.

Very quiet.

As quiet as death.

['Eyes that dwell in the labyrinth' express their power.

] [General information of the stage will be revealed to you.] It was the first world I had ever set foot in, but there was no inconvenience in obtaining information.

The superlative constellation Hismit Kritz has already obeyed me.

I am the air of this world.

Even before I took a second breath, the letters came to mind: + [Evil Heavens World] Number of floors: 71 floors Constellation: 'The movement that sings heaven' Difficulty: B~A+ Commentary (Lv.1): Everything goes back to music It's the world, if you want to buy something, you'll have to listen to the 'music' to the seller.

Good music costs more, and bad music costs less.

Music is the only source of nutrition for the inhabitants of this world.

When you wake up in the morning and listen to music, you are nourished, and if you don't listen to music for a week, you starve to death.

Money, food, power, literally, think that everything is made of music + everything is made of music.

It's much more convenient.' After accepting Hishimit Kritz as a subordinate, the trouble of gathering information disappeared.

Is this why I was so afraid that the constellations would lose their powers.

Even I, who is just a newbie in the constellation world, is growing up in a state of disrepair.

Then, how do you plan...

um?' It was when I was making a route in my head.

['Eyes that dwell in the labyrinth' manifest their power.] [Exposure.] Another new message arrived, this time a slightly different message.

The conditions were not met.] ['Eyes dwelling in the labyrinth' forcibly meets the conditions!] [Hidden information is revealed!] As they moved their waists, the characters changed to new meanings.

You are not lucky to live more than a year Some people die A lot of people die So, have you ever wondered where the souls of the dead in the tower go? This is the paradise where the souls of the dead arrive in the tower.

The world, the so-called underworld of towers.

+ I blinked.

What? 'The underworld?' My tongue stiffened with amazement in my mouth.

But regardless of my surprise, Hismith Kritz continued to embroider texts.

A serpent wrapped around my wrist and rattled its tail.

The torrent of information didn't stop.

There are 9 floors of the underworld.

The nine heavens are called the nine heavens.

Even if the humans in the tower die, if they want to remain somewhere instead of disappearing as they are, they will wander through the nine heavens.

Whether or not he wanders under the sky entirely depends on the hunter's last wish.

This is the 71st floor.

The first sky in the old heaven.

This is the evil heaven.

+ The moment the information continues to there.

"■■■■!" The snake licked its tongue.

Then raised its head and stared into the air.

Hismith Kritz looked stressed even if he pretended to.

I wondered why he suddenly wanted to bite into the empty space, but immediately the reason was: [You do not have the conditions to obtain the hidden information.] ['Eye in the labyrinth' forcibly meets the condition!] ['Eye in the labyrinth' forcibly meets the condition! ] I grasped the situation.

Something invisible was interfering with Hishimit Kritz's powers.

It was not yet known whether it was interference from the system or the constellation that controls this stage.

“■■! ■■!”

On the contrary, he threatened something by revealing his teeth ['Eye in the Labyrinth' forcibly meets the condition!] [You gain the right to view hidden information.] [Hidden information is revealed!] At last, the agitation of the texts also subsided.

Hismit Kritz snorted with an expression like, 'Where the hell are you trying to stop me?' And 'Now I know that my existence is worth much more than [Goddess of Protection].

I guess?' + [Evil Heaven's World] Number of floors: 71 floors Constellation: 'The movement that sings heaven' Difficulty: B Commentary (Lv.3): Bad Heaven.

Tired of life and poor in language The sky where souls who are tired of conversations reach the sky.

Now they don't believe in human-to-human language.

They don't even try to approach each other, and if they do, they reach out only to music.

Everything that lives and breathes here has a soul Dandelions crossing the lowest sky.

Daffodils with their heads down.

Thornfish bathing in the shade of rocks by the river.

All life is just a reincarnated soul.

They have forgotten the memories of their previous lives.

Sometimes, maybe Always, whenever I dream, memories of my past life rise like a twilight mist, and I only swim there.

In this gucheon where music echoes, the weary souls will be soothed.

If they wish, forever.

+ Indeed.

"..

....." I looked around.

It was terribly quiet.

Under the calm sky, the migratory birds did not form a formation, but fell one by one, and each flew in the direction they wanted to go.

According to the information revealed by [Eye in the Labyrinth] Those must be souls too.

My head was throbbing.

'...Did you even prepare a place to live after you died in the tower?' Reincarnations were lined up everywhere.

Flowers were stacked on both sides of the dirt road leading to the village.

A chillingly white hydrangea.

Buddhist buddha flowers were lined up in a row, chanting prayers silently.

Go.

There were many white flowers.

White did not change the season.

The buddha flowers closed their petals together, and acacia lowered her head behind them.

The white rhododendron plucked the sky with her fingertips.

I cut it and threw it in the air.

The things I wanted to throw away color (color) were erasing my past life.

I suppressed my trembling heart and thought to myself, 'Isn't it too quiet?' I haven't heard any sound since I went up to the 71st floor.

It was strangely quiet.

When Hisimit Kritz cried out earlier, only a vibration that had been processed into silence came from his wrist.

-Huh? It's quiet? What are you talking about? I'm almost noisy.

I stepped on a dirt road.

The world was quiet, but it was clear where we were going.

On the other side of the road, in the middle of the village, there was a tree that was huge enough to cover the sky.

Call it the World Tree.

Villages close together in a huge barrel It was as if the reishi mushroom had grown layer by layer.

When I strengthened my eyes with the Aurora and looked at it, people were coming and going around the large wooden staircase.

Not only people but also animals such as deer and giraffes were mixed casually.

All souls.

It is not reincarnated as this plant.

-Even though the birds are chirping, even the flowers are singing.

Here.

-If you look closely, even the bugs are singing softly.

Of course, I admit that it is a great choir.

I think listening to it quietly will give you peace of mind.

But I personally like this stage...

No.

Wait.

Kim Zombie You, really Can't you hear anything? Nothing? I replenished my hearing by moving the .

The organs that make up the human body's hearing were once again covered with an auror, so that there was no room for a hole, and the hearing was completely supplemented.

And I made a sound with my mouth." "I couldn't hear anything either.

It wasn't that my hearing was broken, it was as if the hearing itself had been erased.

'Damn.' I realized what the message [You will be given a small penalty], the message that came to my mind right after I fell on the 71st floor stage, was why.

I can't hear you!' Clearing the world of music without sound.

So, to win the heart of the performer Patricia and make him a believer.

This was the penalty given to me..