SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Paradise after the ending.

(3) ======================= 3.

We managed to get through the crowd to reach the cafe.

In the cafe, nostalgic faces were waiting.

“Ahaha, come on!”

Heresy Inquisitor.

The guild leader of Manshinjeon waved his right arm.

“You really can clear the 20th floor in five days! It is the greatest achievement since the tower was built.

I sincerely respect you, Gongja Kim, Hunter! no.

Now I must call you the Four Kings!”

“Even now, I’m to the point of doubting whether it’s a dream or not… .”

The paladin sip iced coffee.

“Honestly, the Black Dragon Lord and the swordsman, you and the three of us, failed to attack and thought we would die.

Did you even attack the 20th floor by yourself? That's amazing.

If you have a secret, please let me know.”

“It’s the secret.”

I sat down on one side of the table.

“Can I just live a good life?”

“Very practical advice.”

The paladin smiled bitterly.

“Anyway, nice to see you after a long time.

Everyone.

How have you been?”

“Well, to say it’s been a while, it’s only been five days.”

good dream.

The Count sucked a cigarette with a brisket.

“We stayed in the audience at first, just as we promised you.

Because a promise is a promise.

But somehow, after a while, the NPCs of the Empire are suddenly roaming around.

I was really surprised!" "Ah." This is the story when I defeated the Demon King on the 12th floor.

I defeated the Demon Lord and received the quest.

The wind that stopped time started to flow again.

"I hadn't thought of that.

How did it happen?" “The NPCs of the Empire thought we were weightlifters who broke into the Imperial Palace!”

The Inquisitor roared: “Someone in fine clothes said, 'Catch those weightlifters!' "The imperial knights and elites flocked to capture us.

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! “But this little guy has a lot of leftovers.”

The Cheonmumunju Viper.

The one-eyed hunter patted the heretic inquisitor's head.

"Ahaha! Wasn't it fun! There must be a secret passage hidden in the dungeon! It's like going back to childhood!" "Eh? You said you were captured by the Bulgarian mafia when you were young.”

"Yes!" The Inquisitor laughed innocently.

“So it reminds me of my childhood and it was fun.

prison! Underground! escape! Alas, all the decorations that made my childhood so beautiful! It has now become a vague memory.”

“Crazy...

.”

The viper took a deep breath.

While I was working hard to film the Demon King Dragon, the guild leader and the party seemed to have an active role.

"Yes.

I know we've all had great lives in the outside world." The witch shrugged and joined the table.

“The Count was born in a garbage village in India.

Viper, your parents were gangsters.

The Paladin suffered a bit in Venezuela.”

“……”

“So we are all garbage from the outside world.

Isn't it?" The atmosphere of the cafe subsided in an instant.

Only the sound of the paladin sipping coffee quietly flowed.

“… It’s not something we can talk about in a place like this.”

The paladin glanced at my face.

“Does that mean that the four kings will now be treated as members of [our]?”

"okay." said the witch.

“I don’t know about you, but the Four Kings contributed decisively to the tower attack.”

“We know that.”

"no.

I do not know." The witch shook her head.

“We did not cause a single fatality in this attack.

Even on the 11th floor, many hunters participated jointly.

All thanks to the Four Kings who taught me strategies and tactics.”

The hunters' eyes focused on me.

Well.

“It is true.”

“I.”

The witch opened her lips.

“I want to make this man a hero representing our tower.”

There was silence in the cafe.

The witch looked around the hunters around the table one after another.

"count.

You turned out to be money too.”

“It cannot be denied that it is true.”

“The Heretic Inquisitor.

You killed too many people.”

"Yes! It was a necessary sacrifice!”

“Paladin.

You don't like to get attention from other people." “It’s personal.”

“And the viper.

you are… .”

"OK? What?" "...Sorry.

You are so ugly.”

"........" The viper puckered his mouth.

sad expression.

But he soon bowed his head.

It was a portrait of a middle-aged person feeling sad.

“As you know, the swordsman is an old man who is only crazy about swords.”

“Ummm.”

“I can’t because I often have to do secrets behind the scenes.”

After examining the table in turn, the witch looked at me one last time.

“On the other hand, the Four Kings do not have any external image yet.

If we work hard, we can make him a perfect hero.

This is your chance.

An opportunity to renew the image of the tower.”

"indeed." The Inquisitor stroked his chin.

“We are old characters, so it is true that we are a little out of touch! We keep printing news about the hunter world in magazines, but the number of copies sold in the outside world is steadily decreasing!”

"Yes.

That’s what I mean.”

“Then I should start making images from today!”

"Ugh," the Inquisitor stood up.

And it started circling around me just like a puppy.

“Hmm.

He's a little tall.

Fine! As you can see when you look at me, the photos are all covered!”

"Huh… .”

no.

Wasn't it a charm point to emphasize that you are small? A wide smile bloomed on the little hunter's little face.

“[Small but hot man, Four Kings].

If you catch a phrase like this, it will work!”

The hunters approached me without saying anything.

witch.

count.

venomous snake.

paladin.

Regardless of the affiliation, they came closer and examined my whole body meticulously.

“I’m just asking, just in case, are you dating anyone right now?”

"Huh… .

None.”

“How many people have been in the office since entering the tower?”

“No.”

“In other words, there is no need to worry about contamination.

It's best!" I don't know which one is the best.

The top-ranked Hunters started talking to each other.

“I was watching from the side, and this man, when he smiles, makes an impression that he is a little sloppy.

So, I want to push forward with the concept of mysticism.

It's okay because I'm good at making no expressions." “But it’s difficult not to be dating anyone at all.”

said the paladin.

“There is a need to create even a gate that doesn’t exist here.

Otherwise, the outsiders will spread rumors...

.”

"it's okay.

I will take care of that.”

"Ohh! Is this a scenario where love sprouts while fighting together for 5 days? Ahaha, that's great! I can make a story that people just love!”

“How about donating a significant portion of your money to an orphanage? For times like this, I have donated something anonymously.

Let's just say it was actually a donation from the Four Kings." "Yes.

I beg you, Count.”

What.

What's going on? “Let’s call a photographer first! Let’s take a picture!”

The heretical interrogator smiled brightly.

“Call all the designers, too.

Anyway, I'm going to have to give the press a picture of it by the end of the day.

Some of the battles on the 11th floor have already been filmed, so I will publish them on the internet at an appropriate time!”

no.

wait.

“Hey, everyone… .”

“Don’t worry.”

The witch interrupted me and smiled.

It was a smile of deep age.

“The king.

You don't have to do anything.

We'll take care of it all.

you are… That's right.

You just have to do what you've been doing.”

“No, the concept of mysticism.

Wasn't there a need for a designer?" “I’ll just ask for one day.”

The witch calmly put her hands together.

“Everyone in the world wants to know about you.

1 photo.

Take one picture and show it to people.

huh? It's okay, my lord.

The designers who signed an exclusive contract with us are amazing.”

It was revealed 30 minutes later, but it was never a single photo.

“Look here!”

click! Ten designers came and dressed me.

touched the head.

Every time a dress was put on and hair was touched, the photographer fired a flash.

“Yes, good.

This time with a dagger! Like a wolf hunting its prey in the grass!”

"no… for a moment… .”

"very good!" click! Hunters were gathered behind the photo article.

They murmured, examining my pose with hawk eyes.

“Doesn’t a suit look surprisingly good on you?”

“Maybe I should go with a bit of a naughty feeling.”

"It's not possible! The naughty concept has already been preempted by me!”

"but.

What's up...

So how about a young man with a burning spirit of adventure?”

“Join with that.”

click! "very good!" Very good, asshole.

- Whoops whoops! Whoops, whoops! Ha ha ha ha ha!! From before, the background spirit was wallowing in the air.

After an hour and two hours passed, there was no sign of the filming ending, and eventually my patience ran out.

“I don’t! Hit me!”

I took off my suit and threw it on the floor.

“As long as the Hunter works hard to climb the tower! What kind of media image or photo shoot! Because you care about useless things like this, you couldn't even break the 10th floor and you've been sluggish for years!" quiet.

Was my sincere voice eaten? The air has gotten cheaper.

All the hunters, including the witch, looked at me attentively.

And nodded.

“… Wasn’t the dialogue just bad?”

"Well.

What a young man with a burning spirit of adventure!”

“The motto of this magazine is [Hunter is someone who climbs a tower].”

“We also had that passion in our 20s… .”

The seeds weren't even eaten.

“Ah, that’s it! I'm here to talk about the 20th floor.

I will give you all the rights from the 10th to the 19th floor, so please give me the 20th floor!”

The Hunters nodded again.

“I like the concept of not having greed.”

“How about this with a newspaper tap tomorrow? [The Four Kings, sudden announcement.

Declare that the rights of the 10th to 19th floors will be distributed to all hunters.

He reveals that he is satisfied with just attacking the tower.]”

“I agree!”

“On the second page, it would be appropriate to include an article titled [Four Kings, known to have been donated to orphanages].”

"Yes.

Let’s say we dedicated the 20th floor to such a four king as a token of our gratitude and respect.”

“Perfect! Alas, the finish is beautiful!”

Wrong.

You didn't even listen to me.

These people are obsessed with the idea of making me a hero now.

“Give up.

young people." The swordsman said bluntly.

The old prosecutor was standing with his back against a building pole.

“The same thing happened when I was ranked number one.

In the world, there is a thing called the tickle of old age, and that you have to grow your beard differently.

I've heard all sorts of things.”

Oh My God.

“These children are what they want to show the outside world.

[We, too, are living proudly].

It’s a kind of entitlement.”

the old man murmured.

“After all, I must have abandoned everything in the outside world and came to the tower.

What is so pathetic? .”

The swordsman took a step back.

“I’m sorry.”

"Yes?" “As long as you stay here, there is no limit.

After you take the picture, they will tell you to take a video, and after you have taken the video, they will tell you to arrange a press conference.

such children If you don't run away now, the day will go by." It was a terrible thing.

I said without even thinking.

“Let’s run away!”

“You are right.”

We ran with the aurors on our toes.

“Ah!”

from behind.

I heard a shout, but it didn't stop.

“Four King!”

cried the witch.

“I’m holding a press conference tomorrow, so come back in the morning if you can! I don't want to be seen by people, so I'm sneaking around! When you run away, get on the roof and run away! Look out!" The background man laughed softly.

-Hey.

She's not an angel or a goddess, she's just like your mother, right? It really was.

I don't know who the mother is, though.

4.

The sunset has set in the world.

As the witch advised, we climbed the roof and ran away.

Looking down from above, there were still hundreds of people gathered in front of the cafe.

It's a bonus to be inundated with reporters from broadcasting stations.

'If I happened to go out the front door, it would have been a disaster!' He skipped over the red-tinted roofs.

We stopped at the bell tower built in the square.

The guard who was guarding the bell tower while fiddling with our smartphone recognized us belatedly.

"Ugh! Oh, swordsman!?”

"Well." The swordsman slowly landed on the bell tower.

“I’m sorry, but would you mind staying away for a moment?”

"Ah.

that… That is… .”

“Five minutes is enough.”

The young security guard was stunned.

It must be embarrassing for a living legend to step aside.

Then our eyes met, and the guard's eyes lit up.

“Maybe the Four Kings!?”

"Ah.

Yes." "Wow.

wow! It's my first time seeing the real thing, wow! Oh my God!" The guard frantically fumbled through his bag.

A romance novel popped out of the bag.

He seemed to have brought something to pass the time when he stood guard.

“Gee, this is the only paper I have right now! May I ask for your autograph!?”

He took over the novel as if he was used to swordsmanship.

“Do you have a pen?”

“Hey, here it is!”

“What is your name?”

“Hey, I haven’t gotten a tinnitus yet… !”

The old prosecutor signed the autograph with neat hand movements.

The guard took the autograph like an innocent boy and turned to look at me.

I don't know for some reason, but his eyes were very bright.

“May I ask the Four Kings too!”

"Uh." My autograph? "I've never done anything like an autograph before..." "It's a lifetime wish! Please, please!" I was suddenly handed a novel book and a pen.

To get an autograph is my lifelong wish.

How light is life.

I picked up a pen and tried to write a signature, but suddenly I remembered that it was the first time I had written the name 'Four King'.

When I realized it, the sword and my handwriting were already written side by side.

+ Swordsmanship 劍星.

The dead king.

+ "......." “Go, thank you! thank you!" The security guard nodded.

Fearing that the autograph might disappear somewhere, the security guard quickly got the novel book back.

When the guard took the novel, I was overcome with a strange feeling, and it was difficult for me to know what it was like.

"there… .”

“I will take it as heirloom! Don't worry! I will never sell to anyone else! Oh, thank you two so much! Happy weekend!" The guard quickly descended the steps of the bell tower.

"Wow! I got it!”

and the exasperated voice disappeared more and more downwards.

When the voice finally disappeared, a red sunset appeared on the bell tower.

And only the sound of their breathing remained quiet.

"......" Both of them were silent for a while.

and.

“Hey, swordsman.”

“Look, young man.”

The voices of me and the swordsman collided with each other and collapsed.

At the same time, it was because he was speaking out.

The nice silence, however, did not last long.

I said.

“To the Swordsman, I will show that I have killed a great number of people.

A mass murderer that must be condemned.”

I looked at the swordsman with a calm face.

“But even if you look in the mirror, you will also see a mass murderer who killed a huge number of people.

That’s the swordsman himself.”

The swordsman was looking at the sunset, not me.

“But the Swordsman will not try to condemn himself for that.

This is probably because the swordsman has clear standards for killing someone.

That is the standard of [punishing those who harmed many].”

I continued to speak to that side of the face covered in twilight.

“I have also done so with clear standards.

That is the standard of [punishing those who harm many].”

It was prepared from the time I lied to the swordsman that I was a prophet, “If the swordsman killed someone because someone killed a lot of people before, I have been killing someone because someone kills many people in the future.”

Therefore, it was a detailed lie specially prepared for swordsmanship.

“So, Swordsman.

Swordsman and I are actually walking on the same path… … ““Young man.”

But before I could finish it, the old man quietly called me, "You don't have to convince me like that." Ummm, “Swordsman, I…”

"youth." I shut my mouth at the gentle call, and the old man still looked at the setting sun and said, "I am different from other hunters." At first glance, these words seemed out of place: "The Black Witch.

Count.

Inquisitor.

Viper.

Paladin...

They are all children who have been abused in the outside world.

But they are different.

I was born without lack and lived without lack." Marcus Callenberry.

I knew that the old man in front of me was from a wonderful family.

Rather than knowing, I searched for him when I was in the midst of researching him.

It is said that he is a famous family in Northern Europe.

“When the tower appeared in the world, I already had a family I've done it.

I've run a business, I've been married, I've had children, I've seen them have granddaughters and grandchildren.

They've already succeeded enough." Swordsman's voice was calm.

"But I have doubts." “Are you in doubt?”

“I wondered if my success really stemmed from my skills.

I just suddenly wondered.”

The old man slowly pulled his sword out of its sheath, "Isn't it purely because he was born into a good family?" The black was red even though nothing had been cut: “Am I not just a bird, born into a good family, educated, met good friends, and drank only the best? I am proud that I have accomplished something… but maybe it is just the illusion of a person trapped in a cage.”

The swordsman said, “No.”

It was a voice as sharp as a knife.

"It can't be." There was a heart as red as the sunset.

"I was definitely born with good things.

But nevertheless, I was proud of myself for standing tall.

I wanted to prove that my pride was not a delusion." “…that’s why you came to the tower.”

"Um," the old man nodded, and his wrinkles were deep and thick: "He who enters the tower can never return to the outside world." only this one body.

In this place where I have no family, no family, and no close aides to support me...

I wanted to prove life with my one body.

But,”

the swordsman muttered.”

“It seems that he has been vigilant without even realizing it.”

“Skill Card Open.

Revealed.”

A silver card emerged from the sword's hand + [Detective's Wisdom] Rank: B- Effect: Knows the opponent's kill count Does not include indirect killings Only murders with clear intentions of the opponent ※However, the method of murder is unknown.

+ “It was stupid.”

The swordsman looked down at his skill card and said, “Even though I decided to trust only my eyes and hands… before I knew it, I was really relying on [skill].

Rather than judging, I blindly trusted the judgment of skill.”

And...

"Young man, I'll ask you one last time." The old man's blue eyes turned to me, "Have you ever killed a single innocent life?" That's why I said that I didn't have to try to convince myself, and I was convinced.

Yes.

Convincing is what I just did with my 'head'.

No matter how sophisticated a lie is, it just snatches someone's head like that.

Because it doesn't capture people's hearts.

"No." persuasion, not persuasion.

“I never did.

Swordsman.”

I spoke through my heart, as I did towards the pillars of the tower.

“I will never do that again.”

The swordsman quietly closed his eyes.

It's like chewing the cud on my face and voice.

Silence passed.

and.

A card flew, "Suck!" A card flew into the air, a red blade split.

A card split in two.

A golden sunset leaked through the gap.

"I'll believe my eyes." Soon, the cards became light dust and scattered.

Skills were destroyed.

"You've worked hard for the past five days.

Thank you for being with the old man's stubbornness." "I'm talking about coming here, but it was quite a pleasant experience to break through the 12th to 19th floors with you.

Take a good rest today.

After the press conference tomorrow, the 21st floor will be open as soon as possible." The old man stepped on the floor, and just before jumping to the roof of another building, he glanced at me and said, "I look forward to seeing you on the next floor, sir." And in an instant he moved away from the bell tower.

"......." I stood there for a while.

-Uh, “Did the swordsman just approve of me?”

-It seemed like that.

My mind was at ease.

My knees relaxed and I sank down slowly.

The stone floor was cool.

I stopped turning red and looked at the darkening sky, "Wow, really… I'm really done.

The 20th floor is mine now.

What the press?" The guild leaders will take care of it...

Yes, it's really over." Bae Huo-ryeong laughed out loud.

-It's over.

Anyone who sees it would think you've cleared the 50th floor.

- Zombie Zombie Because I sometimes get confused as to whether you are strong or narrow.

Anyway, I had finished all the work up to the 20th floor, thinking that way, and I was overcome with a strange feeling of satiety.

[The Goddess of Protection admires your achievements!] A voice I hadn't heard for a while rang out: "Huh?" Come to think of it, the goddess of protection remained silent despite subjugating the Demon King of Autumn Rain.

No, except when the 12th floor was defeated for the first time, the goddess of protection was in fact always silent.

[I admit it!] As much as I have been silent for so long, voices have been heard one after another, suggesting that they want to relieve their resentment.

I admit that you can use yourself in the future!] Then there was a strange sound intervening: “…You can use yourself in the future.

What does that mean?”

[The Goddess of Protection is saddened by what you mean as we have been getting along well so far.] It was even more incomprehensible: “Are you getting along well until now?”

[The Goddess of Protection tells me to look down.] I looked down and there was nothing but the stone floor [The Goddess of Protection told me to look a little further to the left.] I shifted my gaze to the left.

There were my legs and waist.

On the waist, the legendary weapon that the Emperor Shihwang of the Aikim Empire was bestowed by the goddess, aka Lephanta Aigim's guardian holy sword, was worn inside its sheath.

[The Goddess of Protection advises you to focus your attention on your waist.] I suddenly remembered the scene where I was fighting against the Demon King on the 12th floor.

As soon as I finished saying those words, something I was holding gave off a white light.

There was no other miracle.

I said, "No way," I said, "You… were you a 'sword'?" After a while, a voice answered: [Goddess of Protection affirms!] Oh my God, the holy sword I used must have been a really sacred sword.53.