SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

The time he waited, the time he walked.

(8) 7.

After the death of the master, he wandered around the world for a while.

It was a monologue.

he went alone But the people lined up in front of him and lined up after him.

[Stop, you evil Madhu! How dare you see someone like you claiming to be a disciple of Taeyangjinjin and pretending to be a faction! ] [ Son, primordial sword! when will you come back to us? ] [ You are strong.

don't pay tribute ] [ Lily.

Soin is a person called Myofuseong, who wants to light a lamp on the way to Nari...

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] There were some people wielding weapons, some pulling their sleeves, some shaking hands, and some bowing, but they all had one thing in common: they surrounded him.

Everyone he met was heavy enough to add to the depth of his footprints.

Thus, a great road was formed wherever he passed.

It was the main road.

[ Sword.

] [ Sword Dragon.

] [ Sword King.

] [ Geomcheon.

] [ Gumzone.

] Numerous titles calling him were also united on the main road.

[ Sword.

] That was his new name.

Everyone blocks it, but no one can stop it.

No one can follow, but everyone follows.

Someone with no one, but with everyone.

The swordsman traversed this world of swords like a comet.

However, the reason that this period was named the fifth slash in the world of swords was not only because the swordsman's actions were engraved like sword marks.

Because it was also the time when [it] appeared.

People gathered their mouths and whispered.

[What is that? ] It was a huge tower.

But the tower was just too big to be skipped over.

was high.

It was also thick.

Anyone who has lived in a city would not dare to think of it as a tower, which is bigger than the largest city.

Those who have climbed a mountain would not dare to think of it as a tower that is higher than the main vein of any mountain they have climbed, and those who have been to the sea that sprout from the horizon.

[It's like the handle of a sword that a giant pierced to split the world.

] People were talking like that.

The gossip spread with the following words: [Who built it? ] [What lives there? ] [ What kind of being is at the top? ] and proceeded with the following words.

[Why can't I see it everywhere? ] As the saying goes, the tower was visible everywhere.

It was bizarre.

You couldn't be in two places at the same moment.

But no matter where he turned his head, the tower was beyond.

Over the city, over the mountains, over the sea, over the road, across the field of vision, like an indelible background.

[Is it too big? ] Some have argued that the world is round, so walking out will bring you back to where you were, so reasoned.

[Is it a mirage? ] Someone who thought it strange that no matter how close you get, you never get close, and conversely, no matter how far you run, you reasoned like that.

[ no.

] It was Geomje that gave a clear answer to the divided discussion.

[They are following us.

] People couldn't understand the words of the swordsman right away.

The tower is following them? Does that mean that the tower is still alive? The swordsman cut it off and said yes.

[I'm waiting.

] [ Waiting? ] [ okay.

Can't you feel this 'waiting'? ] People looked at each other.

Anger is easy to feel.

Love and contempt are easy to detect.

However, the feeling of 'waiting' was a rather strange word.

However, the swordsman naturally put those unfamiliar words in his mouth.

Even the words he brought out afterward made the crowd even more astonished.

[I'll have to come and get a drink.

] Saying, Geomje stood up from his seat.

I stretched out peacefully.

he said [Don't go away for a second.

] [ Yes? Where? ] [ Over there.

] He was talking about stopping by this inn for a while and then coming.

With such a carefree attitude, people couldn't understand the meaning of what they heard.

[The one who will follow, follow.

] And Geomje did not give them a chance to understand.

[I'll be waiting.

] On that day, a sword forged by people entered the sword embedded in the world of swords.

It happened more than 150 years ago.

8.

On the 98th floor, we entered Master's mortuary after raising a gradient.

[ Enter the 98th floor.

] As soon as I set foot there, I was captured by a strange sensation.

- .......

A familiar feeling.

A sense of looking into the familiar.

- here is… … .

Aegim Empire.

The very world where he met Glitter and fought Esdel.

I was standing in the silence of the Empire's audience.

- It's been a long time coming.

I murmured.

Bae Huo-ryeong, who was floating next to me, crossed his arms and smiled.

- You will meet people you haven't seen in a long time.

- If you haven't seen it in a while...

.

- Do you remember what your house counselor said? - Yes? Are you Esdel? - okay.

Before becoming your home advisor.

- Uh, wait a minute.

It's a bit old...

… Ah.

He said he would send me to the 99th floor...

… iced coffee.

indeed.

As if matching the facial expression I understood, I heard a grunt, a familiar sound.

- It was raindrops.

Tuk, Tuk Tuk...

douchebag.

fight...

rain.

Drops of water dropped from the sky hit the window of the audience.

A hazy speck of light spread slowly, and not long afterward, it was washed away by a new stream of water.

- .......

Even in a world that has stopped, only rainwater flows.

So, a voice was heard.

“Lord?”

I shook my head.

Esdel was walking in the distance.

The face he hadn't seen in a long time had an expression as if he had seen a ghost for some reason.

“Lord? … … Are you the real lord?”

Well.

I raised a hand with a happy expression on my face.

- Yes, advisor.

After a very long time--- In the next moment, a terrible shock struck me.

- Ugh...

… !! I fell to the floor like a fly struck by a flystick.

On top of that, once again, the Auror's strike fell like a waterfall.

It was almost extinct! - Wait, why all of a sudden---Ugh! “Why do you think it is!?”

Well.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen you in a long time...

no.

Wait a minute.

- How can you see me--- Whoops! “Yeah, I am! here! It’s the test tube on the 98th floor!”

- The fact that it's a test tube on the 98th floor---Ugh! “A pillar or something came and explained it to me! You will be here soon, Lord, so get ready!”

- Being able to contact me---Kiak! “Yeah! Oh my gosh...

What is it, really!”

I closed my mouth.

Everything was perfectly understandable rapid-fire explanations.

It is a situation where even a knife-bread is added as an added bonus.

The fact that every time a question is asked a shock that seems to destroy the entire body is added, it made me cautiously open my mouth.

Esdel struggled for a long time as it was difficult to suppress her emotions, and then raised the sword wrapped around the red aura again.

“Anyway, get a little more beaten up!”

no.

Even if you keep your mouth shut, does the knife come in anyway? - Wait, advisor.

Replacing the happy feeling we met after a long time with violence is---Gyaaaah! The batting continued for a while.

Esdel's sword stopped only when the sound of pouring rain and the tinnitus ringing in my ears buzzing with shock was indistinguishable.

It was not by Esdel's will.

“Enough with that, advisor.”

It was a sparkling voice.

I shook my head.

In the sight that became rice cakes, I caught the twinkle of Napol, Napol, and getting down.

Esdel groaned.

“Wheeyah.”

“Yes.

I understand, but...

Still.”

do you understand I hope you don't understand---After thinking up to that point, Hiya added a word.

“Mr.

Esdel’s current appearance is like a girl from the genre of novels that Viper-san loves to read… .”

“Ahhhhhhh!”

Esdel screamed.

Hiya stretched out one wing and stroked Esdel's hair, then looked back at me.

Well.

I said.

“Hello, twinkle.

You---" "Because I'm also an examiner on the 98th floor." "Ah.

indeed.

Like Esdel---”

“Because I was also in charge of managing the 11th to 20th floors.”

"Well.

Why are you interrupting me now---”

“Do you want to ask?”

"no… … ." I dropped my shoulders.

Hwiya and Esdel, who had barely recovered their broken self, looked at me with ice-cold eyes.

Hwiya opened her mouth first.

"Come back soon." "...

well." I couldn't make up my mind at those sighs.

Anyway, I didn't reveal myself, but I was walking among people for a long time.

"I'm sorry." With all my heart, I had no choice but to bow my head, "I'll be back soon." “Yeah… well.”

Hiya spread out five pairs of wings.

The stretching of the sword goddess spread a scent that was soft like a blanket dried in the morning sun.

“Me and my advisor, I’ll help the hero to do that.”

After a while, a message window opens: [The Goddess of Protection offers you a reward] [The Demon King of Autumn Rain offers you a reward] [Choose between two rewards] -Uh.

I couldn't help but blink.

That's because there were messages that I haven't seen in a long time.

- You guys....

As if you expected my reaction, a selection window popped up in front of my eyes.

+ [Goddess of Protection] Description: Ai Kim Empire The goddess who protects was moved by your devotion! The goddess offered you the honor of preparing a meal......

+ - Uh huh...

No wait.

I'm not saying you're going to serve it, but you're expressing it as an honor? Strict evaluation will be given and the score will be given....

+ - Hey!? + Hero of the Goddess! Come back quickly and beat Sylvia! ※However, if you choose the Demon King's reward, the Goddess' reward + - No! The last phrase is a bit strange!? You twinkle with a quest message....

I looked at the glitter with an absurd face, but I was even more puzzled by the new message that immediately came to mind.

The Demon King of Autumn Rain] Description: The Demon Lord is amazed at your performance.

The Demon Lord offers you a secret cooperation with him.

He promises exactly the same reward as the Goddess, but adds one more gift.

Please read 99 recommended novels and leave a review of at least 1200 characters! If you promise to do so, the Demon King will use his power and send you to the top 99th floor at once.

※ However, only 1 person will receive the Demon Lord's reward.

(You are the only one after all.) ※ If a large number of people choose this reward, only one will be randomly selected from among them.

) ※ If no one chooses, the Demon King's reward is forcibly selected.

+ -Esdel, even to you...

Hey, you guys… … .

I muttered with a bewildered face, looked at their faces and smiled.

I couldn't help but laugh.

- You really...

… .

A long ago.

There was a certain demon king who fell into the incarnation of revenge because his everything was burned.

There was a certain goddess who had no choice but to watch everything that she had accomplished because of the demon king be submerged in the flood.

- Esdel...

… .

The Demon King didn't want others to be as happy as even a speck of happiness.

future too.

Obviously his own happiness.

The Demon King just wished that those who put him and his precious beings into misery, and all those who stood by it by living, would fall into Hell.

- twinkle… … .

Whoa.

The goddess tried to stop it somehow.

Just like pumping out the overflowing dam by hand.

We desperately wanted to ask for help, hoping that we would be able to bring one more chance to their already ruined world so that we would not fall for the devil's enchantment.

- you guys… ....

.

Thus, the two faced each other and aimed each other's necks with each letter that appeared on the quest window.

We seduced, begged, ridiculed, and lamented that I would choose myself and not my opponent.

There were times like that.

- .......

Then the two of them were talking to me right now through the quest window.

Go quickly, he said.

I'll be waiting for you, he said.

that is.

Because I feel it is a very beautiful thing.

- ......Yes.

I felt once again what I felt from the 91st to the 97th floor.

The experiences I had while climbing the tower were not in vain.

- I will be back.

[ Key molding complete.

] I said while wiping my eyes.

Really, barely, barely said.

Esdel and Hiya looked at each other and smiled slightly.

[ Administrators on the 98th floor---The administrators from the other world you first encountered will allow you to pass.

] “Yes.”

“Go.”

[The 98th floor is cleared.] So they let me go [ I enter the 99th floor.

] As soon as the sand wind blew, the scent of flowers that hit me was quite violent.

The scent is like a curtain on a rainy day.

The scent of those who are weary of life spreads softly and does not come in.

However, what is filled here is a completely different, lively scent.

It was the scent of those who are living, who are saving lives generously.

I rested my limp forehead, and then I noticed another strange thing: I had a distinct tactile sensation in my palm, I could feel my breathing, I could feel the temperature.

I clenched my fists and opened them.

I closed and opened my eyes once.

A feast of colors, as bright as the scent, pierced my eyes.

Among the living things, I was also alive.

"......." And there I saw him I saw, on the overflowing field of flowers, he was sitting cross-legged, perhaps for a very long time.

A grass that has been weathered alive in the changing seasons.

Flower.

A stone statue covered with moss over the tree was there.

The wind blew.

It was so still that at first it seemed that only the hem of his applicator was fluttering.

It took me a while to understand that he had stretched out his arms to the side as the flapping caught his eye.

His large hand gripped the handle of a huge sword with the blade submerged in the flower garden.

From the shoulder to the arm, to the hand, it wriggled like an independent creature.

The sword was pulled out and it was a violent motion like a dragon oreum.

There were no flowers to be crushed.

There were no crushed grass leaves.

It was just that the flower garden swelled violently once, like the water surface of a lake shook.

He stood up, soaking his feet in the flower garden.

turned back The stretched sunlight broke through the flexion of the angled muscles.

The broken pieces of sunlight glistened as they circled the outer petals like beads.

The fallen shadow was sucked up by the shadow of the grass lying on the floor and collapsed.

A huge cloud floated like a mountain in the open sky.

In this vertically narrow world, he looked like a mountain range that existed alone.

The wind blew.

Dandelion seeds flew away.

“Come on.”

With the blue sky on his head, the swordsman smiled.

“It’s too late, you zombie.”

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