SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

world of dead constellations.

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Winter.

Sobaekhyang entered Mt.

It was when I was eleven.

- Hey.

-No one will force you to do anything.

The headquarters of magic.

The place the old man took me was like heaven.

Food came out in the morning and evening even if it was quiet.

A warm blanket was provided.

There was not even the smell of a whipping official.

-Eat when you want.

Sleep when you want to sleep.

Play when you want to play.

-.......

-Baekhyang-ah.

Just live the way you want to live.

Sobaekhyang was stunned.

Perhaps this is the Mureungdowon that I heard as a legend.

-All the adults here are nice! The children of the same age laughed broadly.

- You don't do anything.

-Are you trying to make us slaves? -Idiot! It's been a year since I've been here and nothing like that.

There were many orphans in heaven besides themselves.

very, many Even if you count it as an estimate, the number is over 2000.

Even one or two children entered the school every day.

In one famine year, dozens of people came in in one day.

Are there so many orphans in the world? -… … you are Sobaekhyang opened her lips.

- How did you get here? silence.

The children stared blankly.

And in an instant he opened his mouth.

-They said the farm wasn't built too well! -My mother worked in the Yugwa...

.

- I hate to talk.

why do i have to tell you -Yes.

Thieves with swords stirred the town at night! -Suddenly the villagers fell ill.

- I keep hitting you.

ran away hungry.

vocation.

sasaeng.

thief.

Epidemic.

abuse.

Every time the children opened their mouths, poison came out of them.

-.......

Sobaekhyang was dizzy.

The poison from hunger was bitter.

The poison that harbored the resentment of the vocation was Ahri.

The poison with the birth of an illegitimate child was bitter.

The poison that was struck by the thieves was cool.

The poison that grew from the plague was nasty.

Poison marinated by abuse and beatings rotted.

- You...

… .

What kind of poison is so plentiful in the world? All the bitterness, pain, bitterness, coolness, sickness, and rot in the world gathered here.

So where is this place? Could this be heaven? Sobaekhyang remembered.

-Are you happy now? A jar of solitude.

-it's fine now? Toads, poisonous snakes, tarantulas, centipedes, fire ants, wasps, and all kinds of poisonous insects are put into the jar.

and seal the lid.

Vipers bite toads, toads eat tarantulas, venomous insects gnaw at each other, until, finally, the last one survives.

sleepy To make a single extreme poison (極■).

-Yes! The children laughed brightly.

- Because I can eat rice every day.

- You don't have to work for your mother.

-I'm always fine.

-Yes.

There are no thieves here, right? - Even if it hurts, the legislator will heal you.

- Don't hit anyone.

great.

toad.

venomous snake.

Tarantula.

centipede.

fire ants.

Hornet.

The children opened their mouths and laughed, but in Sobaekhyang's eyes, their peers just looked like poisonous beasts and poisonous insects.

Yes.

This place wasn't like heaven.

It was just a pot for nurturing one's loneliness.

-.......

So Baek-hyang calmly put her hand on her chest.

It was cold.

Something that cannot be warmed with a warm porridge in the morning, soup in the evening, or a thick blanket.

Ice, which would never be warmed, was embedded in the heart of his chest.

That was his heart.

Mother was leaving.

It was snowing.

My mother never stopped leaving.

Therefore, the snow did not stop falling.

- From that day on.

Sobaekhyang did not get along with children her age.

“Eat when you want.”

Every morning and evening, I reduced the amount of food I ate.

“Sleep when you want to sleep.”

I slept early and woke up earlier.

“Play when you want to play.”

He didn’t play.

While the children roamed the garden and laughed, while their laughter neutralized their poison, Sobaekhyang did not get along with them.

The children whispered.

-Baekhyang is weird...

.

-I only play with the farmers every day! -Strange.

-Yes.

I didn't even eat rice.

-Why are you hanging out with the farmers? -I do not know.

ignored “I just want to live my life the way I want to.”

Time passed.

One day, an old man came to visit.

He was the master of magic who brought him here.

Some time passed, but the old man had not changed from that winter day.

- Long time no see, Baekhyang-ah.

-Yes.

Long time no see -I have something to ask you.

tuk tuk.

The old man struck the ground with his staff.

- Let's hear it, you don't hang out with children your age.

-Yes.

-I heard that you help the farmers to cultivate and harvest what you eat yourself.

-Yes.

-Listen, the clothes you wear and the blankets you use are all made by yourself.

-Yes.

- Why? The old man tilted his head.

-If you want to, you can live in abundance, even if it's not extravagant.

This place is called Dowonhyang (桃源鄕).

Grown-ups farm and pick fruit for you.

You too are just a little Ahae, how can you work on your own? Sobaekhyang opened her lips.

- A family named Mo (毛), a farmer at the bottom of the mountain, lost two daughters to Hyeonryeong.

- Huh? - Mr.

Choi, who works in an orchard, was called to build a fortress wall, and his second son died.

This was unfair, so he reported it to the government officials, but he was mistreated and even his first son died.

After burying the bodies of their two sons in their hometown, Mr.

Choi and his wife returned to this place.

-.......

Sobaekhyang told them one by one.

The farmers who brought crops to the orphans were all hurt by the world.

There was no one who did not have an unfortunate story.

not even one.

- This is not heaven.

After reciting every detail of the farmers’ circumstances, Sobaekhyang said: - They don't feed and dress us for free because they're stupid.

- False? asked the old man.

-Why do you think you eat and sleep for free? - I want you to take revenge.

- It's sad and it's sad.

They can't forgive Hyeonyeong and Hyangri for ruining their lives.

I want to get revenge, but I don't have the strength to get revenge.

Sobaekhyang said.

- I heard.

Martial arts can only be achieved by learning and mastering it from a very young age.

Those farmers, those who feed and clothe us, are already old enough to practice martial arts.

However.

-But you can build farms for [children who can learn martial arts].

- We don't eat and sleep for free.

That is the essence of this paradise.

- I am here to take revenge on the world on their behalf.

It was the headquarters of magic.

The old man was silent.

After being silent for a long time, No Gosu asked.

-Baekhyang-ah.

-Yes.

- Do you have anything to say to the world? Sobaekhyang nodded her head.

-Yes.

against the cold.

About a winter blizzard.

About a mother who crossed the snowy field with her child that day.

About a mother who hastened her steps while listening to her child's screams.

about the child left behind.

against the cold.

about someone's heart.

-I have it.

about hunger.

About a child born in a widow.

About illegitimate children.

About a child who lost his family to thieves.

About a child whose village disappeared due to an epidemic.

About a child who has been abused and beaten.

against their poison.

-There are a lot.

The world was wide.

- A lot.

What had to be said was limitless.

Noh Gosu quietly closed his eyes.

- Is that so...

… I would.

It was quiet.

-If not, the world will have to listen to you.

The old man opened his eyes.

-I am a member of Chilwon-ro (七元老) at the main school.

It is the devil Buddha.

-Is there a Buddha in Hell? - What is the use of a Buddha if he is not in Hell? Even though So Baek-hyang called this place Hell, No Go-su did not hold the book.

On the contrary, he acted like it was normal.

Only then did Sobaekhyang know that she had entered the right path.

-You passed the entrance exam.

It wasn't overshadowed by the abundance of food and a cozy bed.

Eventually your poison will be clear.

They treat me as a master, and when they call me, they call me Master.

Master.

-In the future, your sword will ring instead of countless screams.

The old man raised his cane.

And placed it on the shoulder of the young angel.

-Put up a rite of passage.

my disciple that day.

Sobaekhyang entered the school (入敎).

It was when I was thirteen.

7.

“Get up.”

It was early morning when I woke up.

A voice that sounds like a whisper in your ear.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the face of a heavenly demon right in front of me.

“Uh-huh.

Can't you get up?" "......." It was really in front of me.

He was so close that he could see all of Cheonma's eyelashes.

When she blinked, her eyelashes opened and closed like black curtains.

I was lying on the floor.

The angel looked down at me like that.

"there.

Goddess.”

Is it because I just woke up? The mouth was stuffy.

“As long as you stay there.

I want to get up, but I can't.

It's probably going to hit your head, isn't it?" “Hmm.

As soon as you wake up, you see that you are running and running, so your body is fine.”

The devil raised his back.

“Go into the hot springs and take a bath.

You will have to wash your body and mind with all your heart.”

"Yes?" “The main seat is waiting at the entrance of Donghyeol.”

The angel turned and walked away.

I had nothing to say.

The small back of the angel has disappeared to the other side.

All that's left in the cave is me, standing still.

And only those who fell asleep.

“Ugh, woah ah… .”

“Uh-huh, uh… .”

“Huh… .”

Had he been immersed in virus research until late at night? Tools were scattered around the sleeping pharmacist and drug king.

The viper was holding his arms crossed with a broad smile on his face as to what kind of dream he was dreaming of.

What kind of dream do you have to sleep so sweetly? I opened the three psychological windows once.

“Yes, I am right.

No, why do I even have to explain this simple thing? Even if I explain it, you won't understand.

Anyway, I'm right, so just do what you're told.

I'm going crazy.

They're just as stupid as these daphnia...

… .

Oh no, guys, that's not what I meant...

… .

If you try to roll your head a little bit more, no, if you use your head, you'll quickly understand why you can't understand the simple logic, uh, uh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

.”

“After all, this is my 100th victory, Marcus… .

As an added bonus, I even won my 999999th victory over that little guy who asked if it was a pharmacist or something.

Uh huh, is there anyone who can stand in the way of this Sean McCallister's Victory Road? In the saddest sense of the word, he has realized the existence of an infant child alone...

.”

“Hehehehehehehehe! Whoops boo hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee!」 'I can't wake you up.' In particular, it seems that the last one should not be touched.

I carefully washed my body and went out.

Glitter and the hinterland were holding their breath the whole time.

Dawn and snowstorm mixed, and the white sky looked down on us...

.

8.

Upon exiting the cave, a snow-covered world was there.

A heavenly horse stood in the middle of the snowy field.

She looked at me from head to toe with her arms crossed.

“Did you scratch all the way to the corner?”

"Yes.

It feels like my heart has been washed and cleansed.”

“I don’t like people who can speak well.”

The woman furrowed her eyebrows as if terrified.

“And you are very talkative.

The tongue is light, it is light.

The temperament of a deceiver rather than the temperament of a general manager is so much that I am so worried.”

"Huh." is it? I've never really felt a talent for speaking.

However, the second-ranked witch looked at me whenever she had time and gave me a pintacle saying, 'Because I'm good at talking'.

Maybe I'm born with a talent I don't know about? As he was immersed in such thoughts, Chunma narrowed his eyebrows even more, noticing what he didn't like.

I also opened her psychology window once.

“The hut is a clever subject, and a faceless face, so there is no other innocent person.

It feels like a painting.”

What is Hao Moonju? “Follow me.”

I followed the angel and walked with my eyes.

Chunma said while crossing the snow.

“Originally, if you want to wear the clothes of magic, you have to pass a lot of tests.

Although you have proven your qualifications, that does not mean that you have passed the exam.

Our first exam is… .”

“Is it [test of comfort]?”

"......." Tub.

Maybe it's because of his mood, but the steps of Chunma seemed a little twisted.

“I put you to sleep for free, I put you on clothes, and I put you to sleep.

Children who are satisfied with it are called maternal families and are raised as farmers, artisans, and chefs.”

They are in charge of the livelihood of the devil.

“But it’s different if you pass [Test of Comfort].

I am recognized as a disciple of my (內家).

The only people who formally learn magic tricks are my disciples.

At this point, they say that they are finally entering the magic school.”

“… … How else do you know that?”

I saw it as a trauma because I died by you in the last episode.

I couldn't even say that, so I laughed.

“I know a lot.”

"iced coffee.

Even the sky is indifferent! It's the last relationship, and it's such an ignorant thing to bring to the main seat.

I mean, this Hao Mun should also accept the same gnome top as a disciple of the main school...

.”

Behind the scenes, the mastermind nodded his head.

-cancer.

Zombie This guy is pretty much like Hao Mun too! Because he is a heavenly horse, he has eyes that see people.

'no.

What are you talking about...

?' - If it's a gnome at all, I'd be interested in it.

When I do something strange, I try to do it and cut off my interest.

So even worse! Is it a compliment? is it an insult? When I'm not sure whether other people are praising me or swearing at me, I'm the one who just interprets it as a compliment.

bleak era.

Today, stingy with praise.

Shouldn’t the country also accept people’s words kindly? okay.

Even if the opponent is a ghost who is eccentric, eccentric, and negative about everything like the spirit behind it...

.

- That's what makes you look like a gnome! Is it a little bubbly? I do not get what it means.

really.

“---This should be enough.”

A pit had been dug in the place the angel had guided.

huge pit.

Like the Colosseum, the hollow in the center was as dark as midnight because the sunlight of dawn could not reach it.

“Rejoice.”

The angel turned and looked at me.

“This center wants to accept you as a disciple.

Magical world! Heaven will not reject a member of the church as long as the qualifications are sufficient.”

"Ah! then… .”

“However, it cannot be accepted as an official disciple yet.”

eh.

"no.

Heavenly Father, you are so great! I came from afar to become a disciple of Cheonma-nim.

I've also shown that I'm qualified.

But again, you are not good enough to become an official disciple, what do you mean!”

“… … First of all, I am very suspicious of your words.”

The angel looked at my face.

“It is questionable whether it is true that I came from Sae-Oe.

It is doubtful whether it is true that he has admired this seat since ancient times.

According to my sense, it all seems like a lie...

It doesn't seem that your nature is too vicious, you just leave it alone." no.

What makes this Moorim so good? “Honestly, if you look at your nature, it is strange because it seems like a good thing.

okay.

you are truly a weirdo It is difficult to predict right now whether you will become Giyeon to the main seat or if the main seat will become Giyeon to you.”

“… … What is the exam?”

"there." The angel pointed to the bottom of the pit.

“I have thrown a paraphernalia down there.

After waking up at the main school, he was a promising late Jisuyo, and he is a top master who made a name for himself in the stronghold.

Break that gangster Then don't accept me as my disciple.

But,”

Chunma with her arms crossed gave a clue.

“Fight while feeling hungry.”

"Yes?" “It’s just like I said.

You fight the ganglion disease, but in your heart there is only hunger.

There should be only the pain of hunger.

No other emotions or thoughts are allowed to penetrate into the image.”

A heavenly voice rang out.

"Can you do it?" "......." And I realized.

She already considers me a [disciple].

That I am not yet an official disciple, or that I am not a disciple, all of that was nothing more than empty flames.

In the heart of the devil, I am the disciple who will receive the teachings of the devil.

He was the one who succeeded Macheon Shingong.

“All your knives must be a gesture of hunger.”

the angel said “Remember the voices and groans of the hungry, the gestures of the arms and the movements of the feet, everything.

Remember it and plant it in your mind.

Take it as one heart.

By this wick, only by hunger, swing your sword.”

“It is only then that the Macheon Goddess will show its true power.”

I looked down at the pit.

- Whoa! At the bottom of the pit, a zombie was howling.

black robe.

It's old and worn out, but the zombie must have been wearing a magician's costume.

A pit resembling hell.

Maybe that zombie is my death sentence.

"If the…." I opened my mouth.

“If only hunger could wield a sword, what would happen?”

“You can cut someone who has never starved before in one blow.”

The angel said quietly.

“With this, fifty percent of the Muslim people of the faction are reduced to one second intellectual property.”

Therefore, he said, The nails that scratch the world.

"First, learn the ritual of starvation.

The following is the formula for Galsa.

You must be able to wield the sword only by thirst, so that you can cut through those who have never been withered and twisted in one blow.

Next is the ceremony of drowning.

You will learn nine swords in all, and the nine swords you will learn will suffice to cover the world.”

I nodded and grabbed the hilt.

"That's..." My heart pounded.

“That’s pretty attractive.”

The angel raised an eyebrow.

I thought it was her smile for the first time in my life.

Perhaps he liked my fighting spirit.

“Then what are you hesitating about? Come on, don't go to hell.

and.

I jumped into a zombie pit.72.