SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Gardener of Rotten Flowers.

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The rusty sun was piling up in a plastic pot full of black soil.

The lily of the valley was quietly asleep with its roots immersed in it.

After staring at it for a while, the primordial staff spoke.

“Now that we have formed the sky and built the earth, it is time to create the sea.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, the order of creation is… … for a moment.

What answer is that now?”

“Look and you will know.”

The primordial staff raised an eyebrow, but I proceeded without further reply.

First, I called Esdel.

['Screaming Heaven' calls the apostle.] [Your apostle answers your call.] [The 'Screaming Heaven' Apostle manifests.] Once called the Saint of the Weak, now A woman who served as a consultant for my family appeared.

Even before her toes hit the floor, her voice spread throughout the world.

“Lord.

What did you call me this time?”

Esdel's voice was recalled.

It seems that the excitement of the battle that took place just before has not yet subsided.

I raised a hand to calm her and said, “Calm down, counselor.

I didn't call you to fight." “Ah, is that so… .

It was a pity that I didn't play enough in the last fight, but...

.”

“Isn’t it a bit of a ssam chicken these days? ?”

“The chieftain is like an internet game.

They tend to increase the aggression of those around them.

I am but one of those poor victims.”

Wouldn't that be disrespectful to internet gaming? Although opinions are divided on the research findings that Internet games increase violence, the fact that Sylvia increases violence is a fact that can be repeatedly verified.

And while internet games relieve stress, all Sylvia can do is just have patience...

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“It’s good to burn fighting spirit, but save it.

There will always be fights, so it’s never too late to draw a sword.”

“Yes, my lord… Well.

So why did you call me?”

Esdel blinked her eyes.

Those purple eyes seemed to reflect the place where we were standing, not me now.

“Hey, this place… ?”

“The world I am creating.”

I was talking.

“This is where our family will be established.”

"indeed.

Is this our Nazarick?”

“What is Nazarick?”

“It is a place from the old novels of the world, recommended by the viper.”

That nobleman, are you planning to bring down our family from within? ? "okay.

You're fortifying this place.

good.

Each garden has a [gardener].

Each gardener has powerful skills and items, so in the garden they protect, they have absolute power that surpasses even the owner...

.”

“I’ll have to talk to Lao Pan from Japan later.

Well.

Esdel.

I'm not calling you to discuss that kind of security system." “Would you like to?”

“Esdel.

Can you make it rain?”

The Demon King of Autumn Rain.

The girl who was once called the Saint of the Weak, now serves as my family advisor, and who before sank a world under a red flood, blinked.

“Yes? Rain… are you talking?”

"Yeah." I remembered Esdel's skill card that the mastermind once read to me: + [Grudges flow like rain] Rank: S- Effect: Invisible, invisible.

People think that if something is not in sight, it is missing.

'They are blind.' Yes, 'these are ignorant things.' If so, please show me how many lives have died in their ignorance.

The sky will gladly send red rain as much as the blood that has been shed in this world.

Only blood becomes rain + "Send rain on this garden." I asked 4.

Its appearance resembled a prayer.

Esdel closed her eyes.

bowed his head.

Her platinum hair flowed down like a waterfall, covering her neck and chest, and pooling on her clasped hands.

lips parted “Ah.”

It closed for a moment, then opened again.

“Ah.”

again.

"Ah---" It was a kind of chewing on the cud.

When the unbelievable happened, or when you saw the unbelievable, it was as if you licked your lips several times in order to somehow accept it and digest it.

Each ringing sound was not from the vocal cords, but from the inside of her heart, a figure she had seen countless times in her trauma.

"----, ----, --------------- ···········" So, when I entered the world of the Aikim Empire, the first sight I had seen unfolded.

Red rain fell on my garden.

"......." ".......

"It was a flood, and the rainwater that spread and fell violently quickly covered the garden.

Drops of water were scattered on each hanging sunset.

Where the red rain and the red pieces met, a dark blue rainbow strangely bloomed.

Drops of blood seeping into the plastic flowerpot.

I stared quietly, "You're strong." "Yes." I nodded at the words of the ancient staff.

“It’s like a shower.”

"......." "That rain was initially accepted as showers." I spoke as if quoting from a book I had read a long time ago.

“It has been raining countless times.

As soon as it was loud, it stopped raining.

So I just thought it was rain that would clear if I had an umbrella and chatted with my neighbors or played a game of chess in a house with a ceiling.”

They were quotes from several books.

If each person had one book, I would have lived a life of a reader.

Although I am not the head of the library, there were many books that I could refer to.

“But it wasn’t.”

“……”

“It was not.”

The Primordial Staff breathed in with the broken staff in her mouth.

The figure is reminiscent of a smoker who calms his heart by smoking his favorite teddy bear.

The actual effect was not different from him, the wizard said in a cold tone.

“It happens everywhere.”

“……”

“To underestimate the resentment of the other person.

Not thinking that the person he hurt might be a tiger instead of a cat.

Being negligent and careless, biting the leash or rotting the intestines.

It is something that all empires go through, and it must be a path that no strong man can avoid...

… Why are you laughing?”

“Just.”

I picked up an empty plastic bottle and cut off the middle and continued.

“Even beings as tall as pillars have a hard life in their hearts.”

“Are you saying I’m pretending to be strong now?”

"is not it?" “… … What I was doing should have been a little too much.”

The wizard, who had been serving as a judge of the underworld for countless hours, once again held the staff in his mouth and then released it.

The rain that is falling now was cold as if it were freezing because the temperature was different from the blood flowing in his body, so the wizard's tired head was expressed as white steam rising from his mouth.

"okay.

But no matter what my intentions are, it's not right.

The reason the Aikim Empire collapsed is because he thought he was a strong man and was careless.”

“Yes.”

I nodded, and also stirred.

“No.”

The autumn rain from the clouds that covered the whole sky naturally wetted the entire land, and it didn't take long for the rising water level to seep into the inside of the shoe.

Each raindrop had a different weight, and some rainwater overflowed from the plastic flowerpot.

Naturally, there was strength and weakness.

The floor, which was flat, rose flat at first, and then started to sway according to the difference in the force that hit the surface of the water.

It was the ocean of this world.

Standing with my feet in the sea of tears, I said, "Someone is crying." He went on to say, “Someone is crying for someone.”

I said to the primordial staff, "just like the master of the tower." The primordial wand stopped.

The broken wand was brimming with heat.

Like a great sorceress, she immediately understood what I was saying: “You mean that what the top master does is a common thing that can be found everywhere?”

“Isn’t that the reason you were attracted to the top owner?”

"Yes." No matter where there is a world of despair where some ruthless being rules, someone will cry and someone will cry for someone even there.

“It is something that should not be forgotten.”

The Aikim Empire was founded by Lephanta Aikim, a supremacist.

The Reform of the Empire has always been weeping with a sword for those who are not themselves in a dump that no one has ever been invited to.

someone is crying Someone was crying for someone.

The fall of the Aikim Empire was probably only because it forgot to maintain it.

"-----------------------------------." The tears of the demon king who destroyed the empire overflowed in the flowerpot where the founding wine of the empire was blooming.

The overflowing autumn rain mixed into the sea, leaving dark red marks on the outside of the translucent flowerpot.

Even though it was newly born, the sea did the work of the sea.

The sea quietly accepted everything that overflowed from the world.

and gave I bent over and scooped the seawater out of my new plastic pot...

He said with his hands outstretched.

“The Hundred Flower Reincarnation.”

[Activates the skill.] A small lotus flower bloomed in a pot that swayed like well water in a bucket.

There was no weight in the lotus flower, which was frayed like a curtain that no one walked on on an old ruined mansion.

The tattered petals quietly surrendered themselves to the waves created by alternating heavy and light raindrops.

“… … This flower.”

The ancient staff quickly recognized who the lotus was.

I nodded and pointed to the flowerpot of lily of the valley.

“If there is a heaven and an earth in this world, it is only because that child needs them.”

“Likewise, if the world needs an ocean, it’s because this kid needs it.”

I set the flowerpot on the water surface that was now up to my ankles.

It was the first ship to float on the seas of this world.

Like the lotus flower she put in, the flowerpot gave herself to the movement of the waves as if it had no weight at all.

It climbed the hill created by the waves and climbed that high, then glided down repeatedly.

It looked precarious as if it was about to turn over at any moment, but gradually started its own voyage with a certain beat.

It flowed somewhere, and eventually disappeared.

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[There is an ocean in your world.] [The 83rd floor is cleared!] So I took care of my sanctuary.

“The Hundred Flower Reincarnation.”

[Activates the skill.] “Hundred flowers reincarnation.”

[Activate the skill.] First, the flower bloomed.

I transplanted them into pots I had prepared one by one.

Then he called the servants and gave them work.

“Ugor.

Abby.

Are you saying you want me to punch you on the floor now?”

"That's right." “I’ll do it, but… What does it mean?”

“This flower likes high places.”

I said while holding a tattered chrysanthemum.

The warrior of my family looked at the flowerpot made of white plastic with soil and the flowers that bloomed in it for a while and then snorted loudly.

"okay.

What Abby is doing is always so hard to understand.

ugh.

Back off." "I'll beg you." "Big!" Uburka swung her fists.

Bang...!! The flat floor and the sea churning on it exploded vertically.

When the rising water stopped once again wetting the world with rainwater, My Sanctuary The floor was no longer flat [Your world has created a mountain range] [The 84th floor is cleared!] It was like that [Spring has arrived in your world] A certain flower that loved the spring breeze and For a flower that has fallen from exhaustion in the eternal winter, I brought spring, [Your world has come to summer.] A flower that you consider your home in a rushing fire, and a flower you've always wanted to go to the sea with your family on a summer day.

I made summer for [Your world has an autumn.] For a certain flower [Your world has a winter] Just for a certain flower [Congratulations! Your world has a season!] [The 85th floor is cleared!] [In your world....] I filled my world with the things that only one flower needs.

A flower bloomed: “Relax in the things you cherish, feel at ease, and earnestly desire.”

Planted flowers: "As long as you want, as much as you want." forever if you wish.

But.

“Someday when that time comes.”

When the day comes when the stale petals will bite again.

When the day comes when the hole in the leaf will be filled by itself and strength will come into the broken stem.

If the moment comes when you want to see it bloom again with your own will.

“Finally, you will get the pots out.”

So I planted a flower garden.

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