SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

the scent of the eyes.

(2) ================= 3.

Me and Chunma were able to return to the party after a while.

"......." "......." The two of us were silent.

While walking through the cave, Chunma said, “… … It's very dark in front of your feet, so be careful when you walk." He said only one word.

I also just answered “yes”.

That ended the conversation.

The woman's face, peering from the side, was immersed in water.

Heaven, no.

What is Master thinking? 'People window.' As a disciple, there is a saying that you should not step on your teacher's shadow, but it was hard to bear your curiosity.

Maybe it was because I showed my weakness that Master became more cautious? That was not what I wanted.

+ Name: Sobaekhyang (舊白香) Sensitivity: 85 Preferred Genre: [Martial Arts] Disliked Genre: [Classic], [Myth], [History], [Fairytale] Preferred Character: [Mincho], [Rival], [Disciple] ] Dislike Characters: [The Oppressor], [The Deceiver], [Hanryang] Preferred Plot: [All-Out Game] Dislike Plot: [Escape], [Oblivion], [Meaningless Death] Mental State: 'Where.

If you count the remaining power of the main seat...

… I cherish and cherish it so I can live another year and six months.

A year and a half! Oh, it's hard! Within a year and a half, I should have passed on to Confucius all of the main throne to the disciple...

… ' + Well...

.

Well.

My face was itchy.

I felt guilty for peeking into Master's heart...

it wasn't only shame.

A little impressed.

I don't know what it was, but my face got really hot.

Ah.

Am I really weak against people's favor? - Whoa.

Zombie! Today is really a day! You're lucky! Of course, the excitement did not last long.

A non-human ghost cub broke all the colics.

-What! No matter how different the world was, there was no big difference from our Moorims, whether the strong men were there.

Still, it's been a long time since I've read a blank book, so I feel better.

hey! Oh.

So, did you post the gradient rules well? "......." -Huh? What? That thick expression.

An ugly face makes you look even more ugly, zombie.

You should take care of your appearance.

If I was also shown favoritism, I would have just dropped -10 points.

After all, demons do not know the human heart.

[The twinkle barely stops sobbing and looks up to the hero.] The twinkle that had been trembling before has finally stopped.

After all, the human mind is known by the constellation.

My liking for glitter increased by 30.

"Five.

Are you back?”

The viper said to us.

His one-eyed glance immediately looked at me.

“Is the ordinance over?”

"Yes.

I have officially become a disciple of the devil.”

"okay.

Congratulations." “So, how did the viper become a priest with Moorim Maengju?”

The viper smiled and folded his arms.

“Well, somehow.”

“Even then, saying that.”

“What, do you want to hear the details?”

“If possible.”

The viper looked with his arms crossed.

He smiled as if a needle wouldn't fit in, and then he shook his head.

“I’m sorry, but it’s impossible.”

The viper spoke calmly.

“I was just asking for instruction.

Nothing really happened.”

Well.

The matchup must be over, I opened the viper's psychology window.

“Sheesh.

The dying old man...

… nope now you are my master Anyway, he comes up to the big temple saying that he has a short life left and wants to give Chunma a reason to live, but how do you reject it and how do you say it? That's also because someone who has a lot higher skill than me is saying...

… .”

I looked at the viper as if I had been hit in the head.

venomous snake.

He was a 'man'.

“Wow, maybe it’s because I lied, but the memories are coming back to me.

Moorim Maengju and Cheonma sometimes fight each other.

When I saw that, I thought that these yangbans were pretty awesome.

I've had them for a while.

So while the two of us sat down, we talked about martial arts.

Then, Moorim Maengju suddenly said, 'Kiyoot! Hey you bastard, is that true! There are people who are astonished saying, ‘How the hell have you been blessed to have such a heavenly record as you?’.

It’s me, scratching the back of my head, hmmm, I’m thinking about having this level of...

Because it is a precious [colleague].

It's only natural that he has that kind of talent, personality, and looks.' This is what he said.

Even the pharmacist blushed brightly and said, 'Yes...

… Wife, Cheonmu Moonju's brother...

you… Oh no! Alas, I didn't say anything! In any case, Moonju Cheon is one of the top rankers in our world… … No, so to speak, the idol that people around the world look up to! Maybe...

… Ahaha, ha, hagyuu, boo, I said something embarrassing---!' while clasping both cheeks.

At the feast of facts pouring out of nowhere, I had no choice but to look at the distant mountain.

Then Moorim Maengju nodded his head as if he understood everything, and said, 'Hey, please! This supreme machine, please be my last disciple!' Haha, this is difficult.

I just want to be quiet, but really, why is my life so windless...

… " okay.

let's stop venomous snake.

Because he was a 'real man'.

“The king.

And Mr.

Magyo headmaster.”

The best 'real man' of this era said with a shrug.

“I have one good news for you and one sad news for you.”

“What?”

“Successful.”

The person who answered my question was not a viper.

A much more muffled voice.

It was the pharmacist's voice.

The pharmacist was walking this way, wearing thick glasses.

"remedy.

development was successful.

The king.”

"......." The reason I couldn't answer right away was not because I was moved by the declaration of completion of development.

Pharmacists are geniuses.

My belief that she would one day develop a cure was self-evident, so it was only a matter of how long it would take.

In the meantime, I have spent a lot of time learning the Magician Goddess.

A pharmacist with the help of the drug king would soon develop a cure.

"what? The drug was made?”

The master made a surprised expression.

“Is that really true? If you told a lie, tell it now.

This is the kind of person who takes care of just one lie.”

“… Yes.

It’s real.”

said the pharmacist.

“Actually, it was developed yesterday.

The reason I looked at the signs one more day was because I needed to observe clinical trials.”

“Clinical trials? What is it?”

“We are looking at the liver to see if the treatment is working properly.

The test specimens donated by Chunma and Maengju...

I'm sorry.

I looked at the progress of the day with the body of a person who was said to be a long-time shaman.”

The pharmacist looked like he was making an expressionless face.

“He had been dead for a long time, so it was impossible to come back to life.

zombie virus...

It was confirmed that the plague had been cured and returned to a normal corpse.

Yes.

There is nothing wrong with the treatment.”

“If that’s true, isn’t that a huge tribute!”

The master was displeased.

“Awesome! Kang-ho's legislators and guru all stuck together, but he was a freak who raised both hands and feet.

It’s no talent at all to find a solution with just two people!”

"no.

Thanks to the data provided by the Four Kings...

… ""I became humble.

Heal the old man on the Buwol Ship right now!”

Master grabbed the pharmacist's two hands.

Master's joy was vividly felt in his gestures and gestures.

“He pretends to be strong and pretends to be handsome, but he’s trembling, but there’s really only a few days left before he can survive.

It must have been that he himself knew this and made a child other than Sae-oe as his disciple.

It was really under the care of the emperor that the drug was developed before the old man passed away!”

"Yes… .

Of course I will treat you.

That's why I came here...

.”

And I opened my mouth.

“There is a problem with the treatment.”

“……”

“Isn’t that what it is, boss?”

The pharmacist bowed his head.

The pharmacist's complexion was as hazy as her voice.

From the moment I said, 'We succeeded in developing a treatment,' the pharmacist did not keep eye contact with me.

From then on, I was already feeling anxious.

“No, there is nothing wrong with the cure… .

I made it.

It's perfect.

By the way… .”

But.

“By the way, what is it?”

“The danjeon should be abolished.”

Tub.

A light footstep was heard.

“Madu.

I also witnessed the return of Malcodosa's corpse to normal.

Just in case I didn't know, I got a couple more gangsters and tried them, but the result was the same.

There is no doubt about the efficacy of the medicine this wife and wife made.”

Moorim Maengju Buwolseon.

An old man in a white uniform slowly walked towards us.

“But you must know.

The two of us are already half-corpses.

Once upon a time, a body that had become a corpse was forcibly used and brought to life.”

"......." Master's face hardened for a moment.

Mengju Moorim stroked his beard in vain.

“It was a brave thing to break a thousand li and survive all this time.

You must pay the price.”

“… It’s been a long time since you both got ganglionic disease.”

The pharmacist opened his lips.

“For those who have not yet been infected, or those who have recently been infected, one vaccine is enough to cure and prevent, but the two people… ." The pharmacist, who bowed his head, quickly moved his mouth.

"There is nothing wrong with the cervical vertebrae.

After taking the medicine, it will return to normal as it was before the disease was transmitted.

It is indistinguishable from a hospital (病原) and… I mean, takgi (獨气).”

In particular, the condition of the lower arm warfare is serious, the pharmacist said, "The passage through which your inner hole moves is the same as the passage where the thorns spread.

Simply put, you need to clean the hallway.

The remedy is not a meticulous tongs, but a dull broom.

You can't clean the dust and grains of sand separately while sweeping the hallway with a broom.

Your hallway is so dusty, especially in the bottom half..." Danjeon is a place where internal skills are accumulated, a part as precious as life to Mujin.

“…to pick it up.”

Master said, “What does lift mean?”

“It must be removed.”

The pharmacist squeezed his voice.

“I’m going to do the surgery.”

“… You mean to remove the tumor attached to the danjeon? That's fine.

There will be a loss in the work force, but we can recover it quickly.”

"no.

Totally, I'm going to have the parts removed." "......." "There is no need to doubt the success of the operation.

I've already done clinical surgery.

I'm not a specialist in surgery, but the old medicine king has skills.

I, too, are at a level where I can support.

so… .”

“The skill of the operation was amazing.”

The Moorim Majesty said bluntly.

“I don’t know anything else, but I should have found a lawmaker outside of Sae-O, not a strong-willed person.

It's strange to watch from the side.

Maduya.

If you get a chance, check it out too.”

“Namgungwoon.”

“I am,”

Moorim Maengju coughed.

“I will have the procedure.”

"......." "Anyway, it's only a handful if I say that I'm going to lose it.

I have no regrets.

No regrets.

It's nice to have a disciple at the end of the day.

Even if the Danjeon is abolished, the mind to teach the disciple is still intact, and even the disciple speaks one word and understands the heat.”

Moorim Maengju looked at his old enemy.

“We are uninhabited.

The martial art is the heart.

If the mind remains, nothing remains.

Isn't that right, Baekhyang-ah?" Master did not answer.

Over the night, Moorim Maengju underwent surgery.

Around dawn, the pharmacist and the pharmacist informed that the operation was over.

The operation was successful.

4.

At dawn, the snowy field has shades of color.

"Master." "......." Master was standing alone at the entrance of the cave, looking down at the shadowed world.

Long black sleeves fluttered in the wind.

The scenery was far away.

Master's back looked a little farther from the landscape.

“Master.”

“…Is the result of the operation come out?”

“Yes.”

“What happened?”

“It’s flawless.”

“Is that so?”

"Yes." “It happened.”

Master's gaze was nailed into the air.

“My disciple.”

“Yes.”

“The main seat wanted to cut all the cold in the world.”

Master said, "It's been like that since I was a kid.

I was resentful of winter.

The snow that fell in winter was sad.

How can there be seasons in the world, and there are winters in seasons, so that people's lives have to be sacrificed every time the seasons fall? , I was puzzled.”

A world frozen in winter forever.

Even if there were none, I was confident that I would be able to punish those who freeze the world.

It reminds me of the time when Bonjwa was first born in Gangho.

It was also midwinter at that time.”

I noticed that something had changed in Master's appearance.

Sword 劍.

Master was holding a sword in his right hand.

There was no nose bridge.

It consisted only of the hilt and sword.

Unlike other swords that were transparent like a mirror, Master's black was black.

The sword that refused to become transparent.

I saw it for the first time, but I guessed what it was.

“Island Blood Demon Sword…”

“Yes.”

Master whispered quietly.

“When Bonjwa first appeared in Kangho, there was something I tried.

It was the beat of a young mind.

It was intended to cut down the snowy mountains by literally accepting the coldness of the world as a thing under the world.”

Master breathed.

The breath I shed in the morning is white.

A high mountain peak rose from the white sky.

"At that time, I couldn't even cut the hem---." Master raised his sword.

"What will it be like now? I'm curious." The sword was swung.

It was a slow gesture.

Master's sleeves were long, so I had to swing it for a long time to follow the gesture.

As the black sleeve swayed in the air, the world seemed to stop for a moment.

In the still air, Master's cuffs swam freely.

“I hope,”

Sword Dance.

“I hope,”

Sword Dance.

“I hope,”

the sword maiden said in a sword dance.

“My heart is a candle.”

and.

“I will burn this place.”

The snow was cut.

The snow peak, which does not contain trees and does not expose rocks, has no meaning except for being there, was cut.

The screams of snow-capped mountains resemble thunder.

Following the echoing screams, white blood blasts exploded.

The snow mountain was torn down from the peak, creating waves of snow, and the waves crashed in layers as they fell.

collapsed and collapsed A blizzard created by humans, not the sky, struck the dawn.

"......." Master's breath flowed.

“You just cut down the peaks and it’s over.

I cut a mountain with my heart, but I couldn't cut it, so immediate death is far away.

This is the last realm of this throne.”

“My disciple.”

Master turned to me.

A single Taishan was crumbling in white.

“I’m going to have an operation.”80.