SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

The ultimate king of virtue.

(2) ===================== “Ha ha.”

The witch sighed in concern.

“Don’t go out too far.

Any mistakes can be covered.

But if you really go out, I can't control the press." “No one is as docile as me.

You know.

That's the prophet, okay? I know roughly what the best response is.”

“Can I really believe it?”

"no way.

Absolutely." I took the microphone from the witch.

Even at the last minute of handing over the mic, the witch seemed worried about me, but it was really okay.

Because I have [the secret method].

"Ah.

iced coffee." He lightly stroked his throat.

Through Skicker, my voice spread through the square.

"Hello everyone.

A hunter who has been nicknamed the Four Kings.

Nice to meet you." click! click! The light made a mighty wave.

I wasn't too upset.

Was the experience of being surrounded by a crowd yesterday some kind of vaccination? I passed the flash baptism more leisurely than I thought.

"Your name is...

Reporter John Evans?" "Yes.

Yes." The young reporter looked straight at me.

Eyes burning with journalistic spirit.

I will not miss my every move, and my eyes blazed brightly as if I was going to reveal my identity.

It was a pretty daunting sight.

"Well." At this moment, facing those eyes.

There was only one thought in my head.

“I think it’s all voices of concern that come out of my lack.”

Converse teacher.

Let's not be like the salt agent! "Yes?" The reporter grabbed the microphone and blinked.

Perhaps you didn't expect me to react this way.

On the other hand, I said while recalling the greasy face of the dye in my head.

“I say it again.

I think they are all voices of concern that come out of my lack.”

My secret move was very simple.

'All you have to do is say the opposite of yeomje!' What great interview skills do I have? I was different from a witch.

He had no talent for swaying crowds with his speeches.

No talent, no skill, no experience.

But only one thing.

I knew what others didn't know.

Interviews with the most inexpensive hunter in the world! 'If you just go in the opposite direction to the flame, even if you can't do it, you'll hit the middle beat.' I've been working on dyes for nearly ten years.

Thanks to you, my mind was like a library.

A library in which the atrocities and remarks committed by the Flame Emperor are recorded.

What if it wasn't me who was holding the microphone now, but Yeomje? I would have said this “Everything I did well and attacked the 20th floor.

Little bastards.”

“I worked so hard that I lost my bones, so I attacked, what? whatever.

Of course, the items and experience gained there are mine.

Honey show, Nari Giregi.

If I don't have it, then, Mr., who should I give it to? Huh?”

“Your father?”

This is not something I made up on the fly.

Actually it was! 'So before returning, the witch's face turned blue at the press conference...' This is the so-called [Your Daddy] case.

Naturally, the press conference exploded splendidly.

Reporters' swearing went live, and by the time the witch had rushed her interview, it was already too late.

Truly a catastrophe.

The live broadcast was abruptly stopped, but the tragedy was not over.

Individual broadcasters relayed the scene where Yoo Soo-ha set fire to reporters and vomited all the swear words such as parental greed, mother-in-law lust, double lust, and swearing that exist in the world.

'Because the nickname is not a plague for nothing.' According to rumors, the witch lay in bed for a week after that day.

Perhaps due to the [Your Daddy] incident, the witch took off her crane from the hunter who told him to run away.

Was it not because of this incident that the giant guilds broke up with Yoo Su-ha? 'In the past, the yeomje ate up this press conference.' In other words.

'I just have to say the exact opposite of the plague.' How to turn the worst into the best! I held the microphone firmly, remembering Yoo Su-ha's remarks book.

“Everything I did well and attacked the 20th floor.

Little bastards.”

“I know there is a lot of public opinion about me.

But it's overrated.

Without the help of the Black Dragon Lord and the sword castle here, I would never have been able to attack the 20th floor by myself.”

“I worked so hard to attack it, what? What should I do?”

“Of course, I pride myself on trying my best.

Aiming at zero victims, it was truly a bone-chilling effort.

But I don't think this is my 'sacrifice'.

What we should do as a human being.

As a hunter, I think it's the right thing to do.

More than anything… It’s something I love to do.”

「The items and experience points obtained there are of course mine.

Honey show, Nari Giregi.

If I don't have it, then, Mr., who should I give it to? Huh?”

“Therefore, I do not intend to assert my rights.

That is why we entrusted all rights from the 10th to the 19th floor to the guild leaders.

You said that you were monopolizing the 20th floor...

no.

The 20th floor is a kind of [Green Belt] area.

On the 20th floor, the residents of the tower who originally lived there will live.

I would just be happy with the manager role.”

“Your father?”

“Reporter Evans.

That is all." "············".

“Any other questions?”

The young man, burning with journalistic spirit, stuttered.

“Uh… no.”

great.

I rolled my head faster here.

If you were a samurai, how would you react when you heard the reporter's words? "OK.

If you don't have anything to say, go away, you American pig." This is a scene that can only be imagined.

In addition to this, I'm going to show off the richness of the middle finger.

'see.

If you recite lines that are the opposite of this...' I opened my mouth.

"thank you.

Ah.

If you have any other questions, I'll take a moment to answer them, folks." There was silence for a moment in the square.

It was only a brief moment of silence.

"Here you go! This is a welcome newspaper!”

“Please answer the question, my lord! This is UTOP Ilbo!”

“From the Tower of Babel Broadcasting System!”

“The King!”

The reporters raised their arms in unison.

As soon as he sensed that I was someone he could talk to, he rushed to make it an article.

Its appearance is like baby ducks waving their beaks vigorously towards their mother bird.

'Wow.' I was in awe of the reporters.

'… On the other hand, the teacher's strategy sucks, isn't it?' also sickness.

The most unlucky psychopath in the world.

He has always been my compass in a bad sense.

Even now, the compass clearly showed me how to react.

"What? Welcome newspaper? I never do an interview with you.

There are only kinks out there.

When I opened the newspaper, I could smell the old man.

Hey, if you're a journalist, you should wash up a bit.”

I said, recalling the sayings of Yeomje.

"---Then let's ask the reporter of the Hwanmun newspaper first." The effect was awesome.

The interview ended successfully.

Literally great success.

The question-and-answer session continued for over an hour, but I did not make a common speech mistake.

In fact, even ending the interview was not easy.

Because the reporters rushed all the way to get even one more line of the article.

In the end, the witch took my microphone and I had to peruse the press.

"Everyone! We understand your desire to know a little more about our new hero.

But unfortunately, time is running out.”

The witch pointed at the sky with her fingertips.

[00:05:27] Suddenly, the clock of light approaches 0:0:0.

Only 5 minutes until the new stage is opened! There was no better excuse than this to end the press conference.

“After a one-night break, we will focus on attacking the tower again today.

Please watch us with your deep interest and warm support.

Again, we will do our best to achieve the goal of zero casualties.”

"Ahhh… .”

There were shouts of disappointment all over the place.

When he wondered if the interview would end like this, a brave man raised his arm.

“Hey, Black Dragon Lord! One last question, please!”

"Yes.

I am really going to end the interview with this question alone.”

“The Black Dragon Lord and the Four Kings! How are you two?”

At that moment, people's eyes twinkled.

pure interest.

a little bit of ugliness.

The most interesting rice cake that humans have been curious about since ancient times has been the story of love.

Maybe the reporters want to tie the witch and me that way.

"Ugh..." The witch glanced back at me.

Do I have to say that I feel like a naughty dog? There was a faint playfulness in the witch's eyes.

“It’s the relationship between the two of us… that’s right.”

The witch slowly opened her lips.

And there was a remark that will remain as a rare and famous line.

“It’s a comradeship relationship that is more than just friends.”

noisily.

The reporters groaned.

Should I focus on the word more than friends? Should we focus on the word comrade? It was an atmosphere where I couldn't figure out which one it was.

The person who asked the question also widened his eyes.

“Chi, do you mean more than just friends?”

"well." said the witch leisurely.

“Again, we are more than just friends.

That's it.

I hope there are no misunderstandings and misunderstandings.”

“If there is any misunderstanding or misunderstanding...!”

“We will end the press conference hosted by Black Dragon today.”

The witch stood up.

“Once again, thank you very much for your interest and support.

It was the black dragon guild leader, the black witch.

I wish you all a great day.”

Reporters also stood up.

“Hey, Black Dragon Lord! You cannot go like this!”

“Please give me a more detailed comment on what you just said!”

“Black Dragon Lord!”

“Sir, what do you think of your remarks now? King!”

come on Reporters clamored to the point of vomiting hoarse voices.

But the witch was always relaxed.

He smiled as he guided me backstage.

“Come on, let’s go.”

"Uh." I looked around the press for a moment.

Everyone was crying.

“I’m a girl who watches dramas.”

The witch slowly closed her left eye and winked mischievously, “In the end, you have to light a fire to leave a deep impression.”

Indeed, it was a word that showed the dignity of the guild leader who reigned in the tower.

3.

Behind the stage.

We walked to a place where no one was paying attention.

He took a deep breath and grabbed my hands.

“Perfect! King!”

The witch's eyes shone brightly.

I wondered if it was really the same person as the person who took care of his expression in a dignified manner throughout the press conference.

“When did you learn how to interview again? Be wonderful!”

"Huh···." I just did the opposite of what the dye did.

“Humility was especially a plus! People like heroes, but there are things they like more than that.

It's the hero who bows his head to him! Of course, humility shouldn't go too far to become servile...

but you were just right.

Oh my gosh.

The balance was exquisite!”

I just said the opposite of what Yeomje said.

“I didn’t know that you even had a talent for dealing with the media.

iced coffee.

What the hell was this kid doing up until now, and he just showed up now! They attack the tower and make a good image, I feel like my shoulders are 10 times lighter...!”

"············".

What? Seeing him so happy like this made my heart ache.

I can't bear to say that I was just mimicking a psychopath.

“If you want something, just tell me.

money? Fame? authority? Or, lover? Don't worry.

Anything that exists in the tower, I will give it to you.”

"It's okay because I'm taking care of what I want...

Black Dragon.

What were the remarks of more than friends and less than comrades? You were surprised inside me.”

"Ah.

it?" The witch shrugged.

A look that doesn't seem insignificant.

"Nothing.

It was deliberately sprayed with a smoke screen.”

“A smoke screen?”

"Yes.

After all, the media will dig up rumors that haven't been told.

That will damage your image.

I'd rather cast a smoke screen to draw attention to you and me." "okay···?" I've never dealt with the media, so I don't know if this is right or wrong.

The witch smiled faintly.

"do not worry.

king.

It's been years since I've dealt with public opinion by myself.

Trust me completely in this area.

Expertise in your field of expertise.

Did you know?”

"Ah yes." weird.

I don't know what it is, but I have a strange feeling...

okay.

I felt as if I was being targeted by an unknown monster in the hunting ground.

However, this was not a hunting ground, but a first-floor city of Babylon.

There was no such thing as a monster.

Is it your mood? - Tsutsutsuk.

The spirit behind clicked his tongue.

- It's pathetic, zombie.

You have a head but no brain, so how can I not call you a zombie? I didn't even know that a cub with the name of a hunter would go into a dead ground with his feet, Aigoya.

'Oh, what are you talking about?' -pathetic! I'm sorry! His chest was pounding as if the background was cramped.

Still, he was a gorilla with a rough-looking yangban banged to his chest.

It was around that time.

"Wow!" the other side of the stage.

A high-pitched shout erupted from the direction of the square.

It was slightly different from the cheers they sent towards us.

"nineteen!" "eight!" Count down right away.

I stopped talking to the witch and looked up at the sky.

[00: 00: 05] The time has come just before the 21st floor stage opens.

"three!" "this!" "Work!" and.

[00:00:00] The rays of light that made up numbers in the sky were scattered in all directions.

The cheers of the people grew stronger.

As if to repay the cheers, the rays of light gathered again and took the form of a goddess.

[Warriors.] Blue skies.

The figure of the goddess opened her lips.

[Those who climb the tower.] [Congratulations on breaking through the shadow of the Demon King.] It was a moment when a new stage opened.

Maybe it was because they had already witnessed the image of the goddess once, and the people were making a lot of noise as if they were happy.

But I, who had experienced towers in the past, knew.

- Zombie.

'Yes.' I nodded.

'it's okay.

I'm not vigilant.' Just like the tower, which was a tutorial until the 10th floor, changed from the 11th floor.

The fact that on the 21st floor again, a completely different stage from the 20th floor unfolds.

[You could have stayed on the first floor of the tower forever.] The truth was, the image of the goddess coldly reported.

[This is a haven for those who fled.] [You could have chosen snacks instead of giving up on the challenge.] [But you chose by breaking through the 10th and 20th floors.] A voice echoed in the wide sky.

[I will witness the end of this tower.] [In that case, it would be correct to answer your will.] A white light enveloped us without warning.

It wasn't just the witch and me.

Embarrassing noises also came from the direction of the square.

“What, what!?”

“I didn’t say anything…”

This is the biggest difference from last time.

No one had said 'transmission' yet, but a white light engulfed us.

The witch looked down at her feet with a bewildered look on her face.

“…Are you sure it’s a forced transmission?”

That guess was correct.

[Those who climb the tower.] [Those who have decided to climb the tower.] [Those who are willing to receive a new name and become the tower's warriors.] The goddess put her hands on her chest.

like praying for someone.

[From now on, only the chosen warriors will carry the noble karma.] In an instant, a white light completely enveloped us.55.