SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

song of light and shadow.

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"There are originally nine swords in the Demon Heavenly Gods." After seeing my secret dance, Chunma commented, "The Asayu sword you showed is the first one.

You know it." "Yes." “After the meal of Asa, the meal of Galsa.”

Gal death.

"I'm thirsty." "Yes.

Aya, a saebyeok.

You demonstrated the Asa yukata very well.

So, if you focus on your training, you will be a good master..." "Wait a minute." chuck.

I raised my hand.

"Please wait." I'm sorry, but I can't let go without raising my hand.

The person sitting cross-legged right in front of me is trying to jump over the wall like a serpent, and the wall, in my opinion, is high.

“… What." “What did you say now? [very fine]?”

The devil pursed his lips.

“Hey, that’s weird.

I think I did pretty well.

It was only a good enough level for the devil...

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Ah! I'm sorry.

My self-esteem suddenly disappeared and I was about to lose my confidence.

There are things that make you die.”

"this guy… .”

The angel's lips twitched.

“… Come on, don't admit it.

You showed off your Asayu sword skillfully.

Go somewhere and talk blatantly, saying that you have arrogantly succeeded Macheon Godong.”

"Yes? I beg your pardon? [skillfully] huh?”

“Are you planning on harassing the principal with a pun?”

the angel said “It will be satisfactory if the main seat bows even the head and gives you a gradient order.

Ahaelogo who doesn't really know how much it is! Just be your teacher! The main seat is a disciple.”

Okay.

A bite came.

I acted casually like a fisherman.

“Oh, so you’re saying that I have been recognized as a disciple of Cheonma? ." Chunma couldn't answer right away this time too.

1 second.

2 seconds.

After a little moxibustion, the mouth slowly opened.

“Please refrain from talking.

ah must I'm going to focus on this since the main seat is going to give me teaching from now on." Ummm.

Chunma just ignored my words.

Force comes from stubbornness, and stubbornness comes from sincerity.

I can see where her sincerity hesitates.

The relationship between the priests.

Cheonma had already marked me as a disciple in his heart.

Nevertheless, Han Sako never said out loud, “Don’t accept you as a disciple of the main throne.”

Although there were many cases where I didn’t feel it because of the fight with the swordsman.

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For a thousand demons, that is, for powerful people, the relationship between a teacher and a disciple is not that heavy.

That's why the magician woman doesn't declare that she is a priest.

He hesitates.

A person called Nara.

A child who has not only seen her for the first time in her life, but is not from Jungwon Moorim.

She should allow such a child, such a child, to come into her heart.

Can I have a little more hope in life? The head of the magic school, Cheonma Sobaekhyang, was hesitating, not knowing what to do.

“Listen carefully.

If you spread the Asayu Sword to that level, at least you can steal the teachings of the main school.

You must be qualified.

But…" Although the appearance is blunt, there is nothing to do with it.

'People window.' The inner thoughts reflected in my eyes are completely different.

+ Name: Sobaekhyang (舊白香) Favorability: 51 Preferred Genre: [ Martial Arts ] Disliked Genre: [Classic], [Myth], [History], [Fairy tale] Preferred Character: [Mincho], [Rival] Disliked Character: [Opressor], [Deceitful], [Hanryang] Preferred plot: [All-out game] Unfavorable plot: [Escape], [oblivion], [meaningless death] Mental state: 'Are you a disciple? It's time to make a decision...

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Oh no.

Terrible idea! You should be content with fighting Nam Goong Woon.

Now that life has come to an end, to be a disciple, you are overzealous! It's ugly profanity.' + Yes.

I smiled in my heart.

'Please think about it.' Heaven's troubles.

It was a green light for me.

'Shake it more deeply.' Because I was the one who showed her a fork in the road.

Will he continue the war with the lord of the Moorim without hope? Or will you have one disciple and take measures to carry on the doctrine of the devil to the next generation? Which way is the escape route from [Meaningless Death]? 'Please don't let life go like this.' horses are light in vain With light words, only light people can take responsibility.

No, it's like not taking responsibility at all.

'Please live.' what an empty word 'Even if the world is destroyed and you are left alone in Moorim, I still want you to live.

I wish I could be alive.' No matter how many words are piled up, the words will not carry any weight.

'I hope that you will be a reason to live a little longer.' vain and vain words.

I didn't say this out loud.

The reason why Chunma didn't declare the priest's ties must be the same as mine.

The lightness of words can only be weighed down by the heaviness of actions.

so it doesn't fly Neither Chunma nor I have worked hard enough to put into words what I want to say.

“It is not yet the time to make a decision,”

Chunma thought deep inside.

'I haven't made up my mind yet.' ' I thought in my mind.

"......." "......." Chunma and I faced each other.

“Ahaha other than Saebyeok.

It's not the focused eyes.

Are you listening carefully to what the principal is saying?”

“Yes.”

He’s watching.

“Obviously, I’m concentrating.

What do you mean?”

“It’s not a joke, it’s serious.”

“Okay.

I swear to anyone, whether it be the Jade Emperor or the Great King Yeomra.”

We exchanged glances.

Unlike our hands, our eyes overlapped and crossed.

So, our eyes resembled people's hearts.

After crossing over several times, Cheonma opened his mouth.

It may be okay.”

Cheonma wiped her eyes and stood up.

She ran away and said, "Don't follow me.

My feet are busy." Chunma walked on the snowy field, and there were no footprints left in the snow.

Only a slender shadow glided on the ice.

The woman fell into this world and saw the words she heard on the first day.

It was at that time.

-I want to fight.

The mastermind said tuk-tuk.

-I want to win a match because even one match is good.

Seriously.

I looked around involuntarily.

'Yes?' -Did you have a bite in your ear? You said you want to get a bout of martial arts.

And, it was the first time I'd ever witnessed a behind-the-scenes look like that.

Do you know, zombie! In the world where I was born, magic was so weak! The only pleasure was getting even those magic bastards! There were people pretending to be heavenly demons, but from the moment I put their assholes in the ground, don't stop.

I changed the nameplate to (地魔)! Shibeol! Among the miscellaneous things that I roamed around, I changed the last name of hundreds of things.

Ah! Really!! It was different.

It wasn’t the face I had when I lost the bet.

At that time, I struggled with resentment.

But...

Now, the expression Bae Huryeong is making, - I envy the cub born here! It was much more intense.

- If it were me, huh? It was just a life-and-death battle! Oh, is this death your death or my death? Let’s split it up because Lee Shin-ga thinks we’re going to split up! After that, climb up any snow peak and drink a bowl of takju! If you say a piece of tangcho-ri, ka-uh! That’s the real taste of looking down on the river! -I was real! Even if I wasn't just a ghost! "......." I quietly shut my mouth.

I was in trouble without realizing it.

I lowered my head and supported my chin with my hands.

I was full of these thoughts, so I had to support it with my hands.

Hey, can I just call you Josae? “…that’s it.”

- Huh? "That's it." I flashed my head and said, "The president makes a cure for infectious diseases.

I am recognized as an official disciple of Chunma.

Everything is good.

Everything is good...

I thought that this alone was lacking something.

Call it a finale? But you just blew the last one-shot.

.”

-Uh...

"Night play.

Well done, swordsman." I laughed.

-No...

Just...

Every time you make that kind of expression, I get a bad death attack on me.

Would you say I'm out of luck? It's going to damage my face and status.

I respect you.

Do you know my heart?”

-Thanks, am I right to vomit on your face now? I leaned back and looked at the distant sky, “There was one unpaid debt between us.”

-.......

The spirit stopped -...Debt? What debt? I've never been in debt in my entire life.

Hey, Confucius is trying to cast magic with his mouth again.

Don't do that.

Uh huh, you got hurt then! "[Let's bet how many times I'll die to push to the 19th floor]." -.......

"Our swordsman bet that I die less than 100 times.

I bet 99 times or less." -no… .

"Right?" My smile softened a bit.

- No, I'm already talking about when...

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“If my memory isn’t a bone problem, this bet obviously ended in 97, right?”

-.......

“If my calculations don’t go to goals, 97 times are less than 99 times.

Right?" -.......

“Sword Master.”

-Why do you keep being mean to me? .

“Let me ask you a favor.”

The background man cried.

-Yeah, you bastard.

Whether you kill me or George, do it for me...

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It was complete surrender.

2.

The Heavenly Demon has returned.

He was alone when he crossed the snowfield, but not when he crossed.

She came carrying a zombie on her back.

Like the long wind zombie, this one also wears a black uniform.

“In our school, there is a unit called the Blood Demon (血鬼) that has only the elite.

It is the best combat unit created by only the stingers.

These children exist only to fulfill the orders of this throne.”

In other words, it was the second rivalry.

I took the holy sword and took a pose.

“Last time it was a promising late-stage index, but this time it’s a live-action unit? The difficulty is also very high.”

“Don’t worry.

The principal took care of bringing a child suitable for your grade level.”

Perhaps Chunma really came looking for [a perfect match for me].

Searching the snowfield Looking at hundreds of zombies one by one.

It was heartfelt caring.

It was the sincerity that went into it.

I gratefully accepted this as a kind of compliment.

“What you have to demonstrate is no different than this morning.

Fighting the gangsters...

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“Only thirst in my heart.

There should be only the pain of thirst.”

"Hmm." The angel smiled.

“Is that right? Do not allow any emotions or thoughts other than thirst to settle in the image! "good!" I rushed in excitement.

"I'll show you something again..." [You're dead] [Returns to 24 hours ago] "You're so damn strong! Damn it!" He showed me something, the fastest death scene in the universe.

Erei: "Pharmacist, drug king, research on a treatment for zombie virus proceeds like this..." "Oh my gosh! It's like a study I did! No, I must have decorated my research and organized it as if I had been awarded the nobility.

Well, it feels like I just got a full suit, as if I had received a count!" "What is this? A kid who wonders if it's a four king or something, are you from Silicon Valley too? This is exactly the way I put it together…." )!”

This time, we decided to lock ourselves up in the snowy mountain and practice the closure.

It's the same as calling in the anglers and skeletons and ordering them to collect the dead.

Although it was different to find a thirsty corpse instead of a starving corpse, the command was not much different.

Scatter, scatter and gather the thirsty corpses.”

“Yes, my lord.

I will obey your orders.”

But, “I have one more thing for you to do.”

From here, it's different from last time.

The angler tilted his head.

"If you tell me to do it..." “There will be a lot of gangsters who use martial arts in the vicinity without the public.”

I'm not talking about the 'Forest of Corpses' that I witnessed as soon as I fell into this world.

The past 3 years.

Chunma and Maengju Moorim had a lone battle between the demons and lost their bodies one by one during the war.

When a blizzard raged for days without rest.

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When the night became longer and the day did not come.

At that time, the Magyo and the faction lost power little by little.

I said, "Find the demon in the black uniform.

Find the swordsman in the white uniform.

Whether it's a hundred li or three hundred li, we must unleash the skeletons and find them...

Engrave it.”

The ogre made a puzzled expression: “What are you going to use these lives for by saving them, my lord…?”

"It's a ruined world, but there are still two people fighting a war.

They want the right decision, the right ending.

But unfortunately, to me, it's just a sad soldier's game." I looked up at the night sky, and the moon was up.

“Real war, right?”

"okay." A smile came out spontaneously, as if I was Santa preparing Christmas presents.

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