SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

hidden stage.

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It is not old.

I was always young in all seasons.

- Esdel.

It became more beautiful day by day, and the scent of freshly picked apples drifted from her fingertips.

The scent of grapes was strong on the feet.

Every time it walked, people were ecstatic as if drunk on wine.

Her hair was a field of golden wheat that was ripe in the abyss, and when it was blown by the wind, the village was enchanted by the scent of autumn.

-Esdel, a saint on the outskirts.

At some point people have said so.

- Lady.

A poor woman came to visit with a sickly newborn baby.

He said that he came after chasing rumors from afar.

- Please.

I am a sick child.

Please bless this poor thing...

-Do you know the rules? - Yes, yes.

I know···! Esdel nodded.

- Leave this child here.

Come see me tomorrow morning.

The woman shook her head and left.

After the mother left, a small child was left behind.

Old but soft swab.

Only the softest rags that the woman possessed were picked, patched, and wrapped around the child.

An old cloth, a wet cloth soaked in milk...

Esdel buried the tip of her nose for a moment.

be fragrant Humans are also desperate for love.

- Cow? The child reached out and stroked Esdel's hair.

Esdel smiled.

Even surrounded by rags, life was splendid.

Esdel considered it a happiness to know that this, a bittersweet miracle, existed in the world.

- It's fine.

Esdel's shadow trembled.

- It won't hurt anymore.

- Whoa...

The shadow's jaws opened wide.

- Poor thing.

Esdel quietly swallowed the newborn baby.

The child's death was mild.

didn't even struggle.

I just sank in the shadows helplessly.

As the baby's flesh and bones melted, memories flowed into Esdel.

It was a memory hanging from the child's flesh and bones.

The pain of birth, the sensation of a swollen uvula, a mother's smile...

-okay.

A memory as short as a short life.

After scanning the fleeting life, Esdel beckoned to her shadow.

The shadow simmered.

- Let me live a little longer.

At that moment, the shadow fell asleep in the form of a baby.

The shade of black got flesh color.

The flesh color moved slightly.

Laughing innocently like a young beast.

- Whoa! Esdel smiled.

- Poor thing.

My mother came as soon as dawn the next day.

Did you stay up all night? The mother's complexion was pale.

Esdel, who was standing by the doorway and waiting for dawn, handed the baby wrapped in a rag to her mother.

- You should be healthy now.

-Ah···.

- You won't even get sick.

As you have loved me so far, please continue to love me in the future.

The mother's face was ripped apart.

-thank you···.

Rumors began to spread from the outskirts of the continent.

- Saint...

Rumors from the outskirts ate the small country.

-Thank you, saint...

The small countries on the outskirts were the first to shake.

- Esdel.

The large country that had encompassed the small countries was then shaken up.

-Saint Esdel.

Other small countries, who had been holding on to the great power as a general, shook violently.

The continent was wide.

As wide as it was, unhappy humans abounded everywhere.

A person whose flesh is rotting in the grip of a terrible disease.

One who laments his legs and laments.

Disabled from birth.

those who are blind -Saints of Salvation! Eyes, crippled arms, limp legs, and rotting flesh from this world gradually flocked to Esdel.

Each time, Esdel's shadow grew little by little.

- One who will save us! As Esdel's shadow widened, human strength decreased.

Officials could not rule in the villages the people had abandoned, and the king could not rule in the cities where the subjects fled.

- Salvation of all the sick! Esdel.

The kings realized that it was a plague with a new name.

And the kings knew it well.

What is the only thing necessary to get rid of the disease.

- Burn it! fire.

- Burn the witch's nest! Esdel heard a scream.

A fire was burning people.

no.

That wasn't it.

- Show no mercy.

They are all cursed monsters! Don't miss a single one! People were burning people.

2.

-Things who don't see people as people.

It resembles a moan.

It sounded close to a scream.

Moans gathered and became a shadow, and screams became a core and a blade.

- Swallow by your malice! The Demon King swung his sword.

He was trembling like a black moan.

“Gongja Kim!”

cried the witch.

"it's okay!" I was facing the Demon King.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! The air blew like a torrent.

A red light seemed to be vomiting out of the demon king's sword.

'Right side?' I focused the auror on the soles of my feet.

'Or the left?' 1/2 chance.

The demon king's sword screamed.

A sword redder than blood and hotter than fire struck me.

[You are dead.] [Returns to 24 hours ago.] 'It's on the left.' Die.

When I die, I go back to 24 hours ago.

[There are 6 days 23 hours 53 minutes 27 seconds left until you can use White Ghost Summon again.] The skill description of 'Regressor's Clockwork' states that the user maintains 'memory and ability'.

Skills also belonged to the maintained ability.

[You are dead.] [5 days 23 hours 51 minutes 42 seconds left until you can use White Ghost Summon again.] And as you can see from the fact that the spirit behind the swordsman shares the memory of the return with me, the skill must have died.

It was a succession of the status quo at that time.

ability too.

power too.

causality.

remember too.

Even the cooldown, of course.

[You are dead.] Days go by.

[There are 4 days 23 hours 49 minutes 33 seconds left until you can use White Ghost Summon again.] Attack the 11th floor.

no one dies Go up to the 12th floor and face the demon king with a sword.

The witch of the black dragon helps me.

The angry demon lord summons a white demon.

I rush towards such a demon king and die.

[You are dead.] [3 days, 23 hours, 47 minutes and 15 seconds left until you can use White Ghost again.] You die.

[You are dead.] [2 days 23 hours 45 minutes 28 seconds until you can use White Ghost Summon again...] You die.

[You are dead.] [Until you can use White Ghost Summon again, 23 hours 43 minutes 13 seconds a day...] A day goes by.

[You are dead] [23 hours 41 minutes 53 seconds until you can use White Ghost Summon again...] And.

The day comes again.

[Summon White Ghost can now be used again.] After repeating the seven sword battles.

A single battle could be fought.

“---Gongja Kim!”

cried the witch.

I nodded.

"it's okay." In this lifetime, I jumped to the right without seeing the ray.

The red light pierced the empty space in vain.

Dozens of skeletons were caught in the rays and screamed and died.

However, ten times more goblins and orcs burned than that.

- You bastard! The demon king's voice was crumpled with anger.

-One mortal! Do you have eyes of prophecy? “Not similar.”

Except that the cost of prophecy is my week.

- poisonous The spirit behind clicked his tongue.

- He's really poisonous.

The mastermind constantly demonstrated in front of me where to swing the sword and how to move my feet.

- But, this is a complete feat.

Hey, zombie! Try it later to see if it can be duplicated.

I'm going to go somewhere and get stuck and then summon him again after a week.

I furrowed my eyebrows.

'Let's think about it later! A little!' -I think the previous summons will probably be canceled and only the second summons will be accepted, but you don't know? Will 4,000 become 8,000 and 8,000 becomes 80,000, will the miraculous Hyeja Time unfold? hey! So now you are changing from a zombie to a zombie king! Zombie King Gongja Kim! How cool! 'Oh, don't talk about it! I can't concentrate because my mind is wild...' [You are dead.] [Returns to 24 hours ago.] 'Cpiral!' -Your body dies and you die, heal a thousand times and die.

Zombies become skeletons, with or without souls.

It's pathetic towards Kim Zombie, can you go away? 'It's because of you! I have to repeat it another week!' -It's because you're weak.

Not my fault.

not anyway.

The background man laughed softly.

'I swear, I'm sure I'll beat you at any time!' -Oh oh.

am i already dead? How are you going to tempt a dead ghost? nyah.

Our zombies go up, peek-a-boo.

'My dear Mr....' - As soon as the medicine rises, catch the Demon King.

I broke through the 20th floor by myself, even though I didn't have the same skill as you.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Kim Zombie.

'damn!' Despite these words, we steadily pushed the Demon King.

The skeleton grabbed the demon king's forces.

The monster approaching us was slaughtered by the swordsman.

Dying for a week, I prophesied the demon king's attack, and after receiving the prophecy, the witch struck the demon king as much as she could.

“Black Dragon Lord! Next is on the right!”

"okay!" The witch scattered a muted aura.

Mirrors reflected the aurora.

Once, twice, three times, four times, each time it was reflected in the mirror, the aura was amplified by a factor of two.

Chaaaah! In an instant, a muffled blow that swelled dozens of times broke the Demon King's waist.

- Whoa! In the middle of a still world.

The demon king's scream tore the sky.

“Uh-huh! Madam, this is a nice shot!”

I laughed.

He smiled and swung his sword.

“Who does he see as his wife? I'm not married yet!" “You didn’t even get married until you reached that age, what did you do!”

“Still, long, young!”

"no way.

You must have been young with the elixir of fire! I know everything.”

“You… grab the Demon King and look at me for a moment.”

Crossed countless hurdles.

Sometimes a witch was caught in the red light.

The sword was also swept away.

1 second.

1 second again.

We risked our lives and fought desperately.

The Demon King's strike was fatal, so even one second of neglect was fatal.

[You are dead.] But it doesn't matter.

[Returns to 24 hours ago.] My mortal death is stronger than that of the Demon King.

- This guy, field...

twelve times.

- Dare my grudges...

my resentments...! The witch's aura pierced the demon king's body twelve times.

At that moment, the demon king's movements became a little sluggish.

In the area that was attacked, the black sizzle was sizzling.

'Huh?' Is it because of the feeling? For a moment, before the solstice water boiled...

it seemed that the skin color of flesh, not black, had been reflected for a moment.

It really was only a moment.

When he turned his eyes to check again, the demon king's body was already covered with saliva.

- Whoa! The Demon King drew his sword.

Even though there was no expression on their face, it was felt that they were staring at us.

[The Demon King of Autumn Rain decides to retreat.] What? [The Demon King of Autumn Rain retreats to the 13th floor!] That's gaeover! I had a fever from my heart to my head.

"Wait a minute! I caught them all, but where in the world is the boss running away?”

- Don't get me wrong! I will come again! “Look at this bastard!?”

I swung my sword.

But before that, the demon king's body was torn apart.

As if there was an invisible drain pipe through a hole in the ground, the black filth flowed in quickly.

"Hey! You black sesame shake you bastard!”

It wasn't just the Demon King.

Monsters born in the shadow of the Demon King also collapsed while vomiting bubbles.

Bubbly! Does it sound like water is dripping from the toilet bowl? The monsters became a dark torrent and disappeared under the ground hole.

"Wow." Suddenly, only witches, swordsmen, and thousands of skeletons were left in the field.

“What is this...”

It was at a time when I was at a loss as to whether my countless deaths would turn into dog deaths in an instant.

[TOP acknowledges your choice.] A voice echoed in my head.

[Hidden quest writing.] [The 12th floor quest is revised!] “···Huh?”

also in succession.

[The 13th floor quest is revised!] [The 14th floor quest is revised!] [The 15th floor quest is revised!] [The 16th floor quest is revised!] [The 17th floor quest is revised!] [The 18th floor quest is revised!] It will be revised!] [The 19th floor quest is revised!] I was speechless at the first experience.

Could the quest be revised? “·················ogue.”

As I opened my mouth, texts appeared in front of me.

texts for me.

+ [Champion of the Frozen World] Difficulty: Unknown Mission Objective: You are determined.

I will not tolerate even a single victim.

Justice is not asking for anything in return from those you save.

Devotion means not asking for approval from the person you ask for.

Those who devote themselves to justice are called warriors.

Warrior! The Empire will not know your justice.

You will not realize your dedication.

But still justice remains justice, and devotion remains devotion.

Would you choose to continue to be a hero even in a frozen world? The Demon King was wounded and fled.

Haven't gone far yet.

If you wish, you can pursue the Demon King as many times as you want.

Now only your choice is left.

+ A quest just for me.

“·················ogue.”

A voice rang out.

[Are you willing to accept the quest?] My heart was pounding.

It was a question that did not even need hesitation.

"Yes." A voice answered me.

[The hidden quest is activated!] [Quest name, the hero of the frozen world.] [Good luck to you.] A white light enveloped me.

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