SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

White end point.

(5) 6.

The 'crazy samurai' who was defeated by the swordsman a long time ago was humiliated by being broken even by me today.

But at least the samurai knew how to accept disgrace as disgrace and defeat as defeat.

I demanded my rights as a winner.

After hearing my request, the samurai raised an eyebrow.

Gwangmu 「Do you want me to do the posture you want?」 “Yes.

That's right." Oh, by the way, the real name of 'Crazy Warrior' was Gwangmu (狂武).

He was literally a crazy warrior.

It is said that it originally had a different name.

However, when I met Geomje in the old days, I heard the story, 'Hey, before you died, your original nickname was Gwangmu,' and I regained the title I had while I was alive.

It was a strange relationship in many ways.

“I am still dark about the logic of this world.

To be honest, it’s so different from the world I used to live in, the martial arts I’ve been practicing until now are almost useless.”

Gwangmu 「This is the one that hit me with a martial art that was almost useless.」 “Yes.

That's right." Gwangmu "… … Normally, at times like this, don't you pretend to be in denial or denial?" Well, now that I'm used to the Jincheon world, the meaning of the other person's facial expressions can be interpreted every now and then.

But I wanted something much more difficult than reading facial expressions.

“My world is different from here.

There is not only a front and a back, but also a right and a left.

Even if you strike the sword from the top to the bottom in the same way, the upper left corner is different and the right upper end is different.”

Gwangmu: “I’ve heard that story from the swordsman as well.

From my point of view, it's just a bizarre bullshit...

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No, if that's the case with you guys.”

“Well.

I intend to give you a fair duel as you wish.”

The warrior blinked his eyes.

Gwangmu 「Really?」 “Yes.

But that was after I got used to the laws of this world.”

This is exactly what I demanded of the mad warrior as a victor's right.

“I need to know how the top left corner of my world is represented in this world.

I need to know how the slash of my world appears in this world as well.

Show me every move I can, you, the inhabitant of this world.”

“I don’t know what you mean.

I am a born boneless Simply put.”

“Take a step forward.”

The mad samurai did what I told him to do.

I carefully and focused my attention on how the 'Martial Arts movements' were expressed in a two-dimensional plane.

"good.

Next time, take the top.”

Gwangmu "… … It was Nai who was defeated, so I will comply with the request.

Does this have any meaning?”

“Isn't it the winner's right to decide what that means? Do it.”

Gwangmu "Okay...

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The samurai was skeptical, but took all the poses I asked him to take.

The posture was neat.

Although he was defeated by the swordsman and me, at least in the world of Jincheon, the one who can claim to be the strongest is the mad warrior.

Compared to me, the amount of Aurors is overwhelmingly inferior, but in other words, it meant that he was a martial artist who did not rely on Aurors that much.

In order to know [2D martial arts moves] for sure, there was no better sample than this.

I kept asking.

“Next time, please take the bottom.”

“How does the attitude I take now reflect on you? What action must I take to break my posture?”

“I’m not asking you to show me a trick.

Basic behavior only.

It is enough if you move with the basic movements that any swordsman can teach.”

The samurai also silently fulfilled the orders with a dissatisfied face at first, but as time passed, he understood the truth of my request.

Gwangmu "… … Indeed.”

The mad warrior smiled bitterly.

It was the first smile he had seen in front of me.

Gwangmu 「Right now, you are translating my posture in your own way.」 “Yes.”

Gwangmu 「By now, your mind is in the middle of tearing down my postures and fixing them with your own.」 Although Musa is a bit late, this is the intention In the end, the reason I can't show precise swordsmanship in this two-dimensional place is because I'm not familiar with how my posture is expressed here, and what kind of movement the warrior's posture corresponds to in my view.

I ordered basic movements from the samurai and rearranged each gesture, one footstep, and every move according to the martial arts of my world.

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Right now, I'm reproducing all kinds of motions in my head.

Imagination is like a muscle.

It can be trained, and with practice, it becomes clear.

And the auror is a muscle of the mind.

"About half a day? That should be enough to get you used to it." Gwangmu 「Once you get used to it, you plan to ask me to duel again.」 “Yes, what you want is a so-called fair match.”

Gwangmu “…that is, now I am making my enemy stronger in real time.”

The warrior sighed heavily.

I'm going to lose.

I know I'm going to lose, but I can't stop.

I'm going through a dilemma, a dilemma, and another dilemma." With those words, the samurai no longer lamented.

I just repeated the posture to get used to the dimensional battle.

Half a day passed.

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,,, ___________________________ I sat cross-legged and immersed in my image for hours.

As there is a saying that when you go to Rome, you have to follow the rules of Rome, in order to defeat the strongest person in the Jincheon world purely with the fighting method here, I had to get used to this world first.

'The stick is not a stick, it's a sword.' Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, I-shaped stick wielding by the opponent, I recognized in my head as a sharp discarded sword.

I tried to recognize it.一 is not a line but land ▲ is not a triangle but a mountain.

⊂;^;^;,つ is a cloud, not a mockery of points and curves.

"......." I blinked.

When the sun went down and the white sky gradually turned black, when the black sunset was no less red than the red sunset, I silently muttered, "But then, shouldn't my voice be heard as well as everyone else?" It was that moment [You showed respect for the laws of the Jincheon world!] [The constellation 'Faceless Conductor' allows you to stay in Jincheon.] [A small penalty is given.] I once again opened my eyes I realized what had changed as soon as I said “What has changed?”

I, “I can’t hear your voice.”

What I thought was indicated by dotted line balloons, and the words I spoke out of my mouth rose into solid line balloons.

None of it was a monologue.

Is this a [penalty]? But at least it didn't feel like a penalty to me now.

I "Ummm." I slowly got up from my cross-legged seat.

I "I waited a long time." Gwangmu "...." Basic The samurai, who was repeating the movement, stopped.

His eyes were pale.

The eyes that resembled black wells looked at me.

Gwangmu 「Are you really used to it? ……Already?」 It took me half a day to hear the road, so I can't even hear the word already.”

It was a strange feeling.

No, I have to say it was a normal feeling.

Even in the evil heavens, there was no sound.

But the sound itself was absent here.

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The senses needed to live in the world were much less than in the original world.

It was much lighter.

I "It's comfortable." Gwangmu "...ha." Gwangmu said, "Well, that's why you guys live and I'm dead." However, my mind is not able to acknowledge the defeat I suffered from you.

Despite my shame, I want to ask for a second war.

Will you accept it?”

or “I am just ashamed of making you wait so long.”

Unlike the first fight, Musado I, too, have prepared myself for it.

I, “I am called Sawang, the minor guru of magic.”

Gwangmu “Sawang, why do you fit in with my foolishness?”

or “I am the master of swordsmanship.

We are serving you.”

Bae Huo-ryeong, who had been quietly listening to our conversation, widened his eyes.

This is Jincheon.

Neither lies nor false flattery work.

He was surprised when I called him 'Master' without hesitation.

But it's still too early to be surprised.

I spoke my own way.

Me: “My master is careless, foolish, and has no talent for thinking about the future.

How can this be no different than a black beast, believing only in its own strength? As a disciple, there is nothing to be ashamed of.”

Stupid “Hey!?”

or “But even if you are stupid and naive, you are the master who taught me the sword.

Even if the dung that the master paid for spreads over three thousand miles, as a Buddhist disciple, he has no choice but to spread the smell of poop.

You, too, are victims of the human waste that the master packed.”

The fool “Hey! … … Hey!? It's shocking from my point of view that everything you're saying is the truth!?」 Noisy show.

Me: “Therefore, it is my duty to restore the honor of the monk and end the disgrace of the priest.

Even though you are a criminal who has caused damage and inconvenience to countless people by blocking trade between East and West, my master must have committed a mortal sin.

I will change your mind and make things right.”

Gwangmu “Haha!”

The samurai smirked.

Gwangmu: “It’s surprising that all those words came from the truth.

But will you ever be able to convert me? No, it would be impossible.

Come!”

So, I went.

Gwangmu "… … !」 In one blow, the sword Gwangmu was holding shattered.

It wasn't the result of flying an auror from afar.

My holy sword slashed his sword from top to bottom.

It was one turn.

Gwangmu 「Ha,」 Hundreds of swords were broken in the tomb of swords, but there were still hundreds of them.

Gwangmu hurriedly pulled out another knife that was stuck on the ground.

Gwangmu 「In the end,」 I reached out with my right foot, no, my front foot and struck the samurai’s hand.

Whoops! The warrior staggered before even raising the sword.

Gwangmu "No matter how you fight, you were destined to lose!" He tapped his opponent's hand with his front paw, and used that momentum to kick the samurai's body with his hind paw.

The warrior also tried to block my attack as much as possible using his arms.

My posture collapsed because I threw my whole body and kicked it, and the other person's posture has already collapsed.

But I had a knife in my hand.

I said "yes." During the time the opponent had to grab the hilt and pull it out, I only had to raise the holy sword and aim it.

The holy sword was aimed at the warrior's chin.

Gwangmu 「……」 or 「If we don’t win, we will fight again.」 Gwangmu 「… … no.

I lost.”

The mad warrior smiled weakly.

Gwangmu “I lost to the swordsman, and I was defeated by that disciple.

The result of waiting for a long time is disastrous, but nonetheless, the result is the result.

… … Thank you.」 Me 「No.」 Now, the 'crazy guy' blocking the passage between East and West in this world will disappear.

I don't know where I'll go to focus on training again, or whether I'll travel around towns that have caused trouble, but I didn't intend to decapitate this witness who remembers the sword.

I: “From the 70th to the 80th floor, you are probably the only local people who remember my master.

I want to ask you something.”

Gwangmu 「Ask me anything.」 or 「Gumje and me, who is stronger, the two of them?」 Musa closed her eyes.

And after a while he opened his mouth.

Gwangmu 「The swordsman is half stronger than you.」 Is it half the number? There must be a heart sword in the gap between the halves.

[The one chosen as your judge will pass!] Perhaps the pharmacist was waiting for me to settle any case.

When the mad warrior clearly said surrender with his mouth, a message was engraved in the black sky as if he had only waited for this time.

[You have received the judge's approval.] [You can declare the stage clear at any time.] I left the warrior behind.

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