SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

reader's mind.

(3) ===================== Light flowed from my sword and covered the Black Dragon.

[The Compassion Sword resists absorption!] However, the spirit of rebellion against me was not formidable.

buzz! Black poison overflowed like sewage in the summer monsoon season.

It was like a black leopard waking up from a quiet sleep while suddenly touched.

[The Compassion Sword is perplexed.] [I rebuke the sisters for betraying Lephanta Aigim.] [The Goddess of Protection reads the sisters.] [The Compassion Sword requires the qualifications of a new owner.] White and black.

Neither side was willing to back away easily.

[The power of the constellation is powerful.

It should never be given to someone who does not deserve it.

Compassion Gum has not yet recognized you as a new master] "Yeah." I quietly looked at the sword in the black dragon's chest.

“There is a point.

But how are you going to prove your qualifications?”

Tables leaked from the black dragon's corpse.

Soaring...

.

A poisonous poison that can't be compared to anything before.

It took shape.

dark angel.

He was an angel made of dark water from his toes to his head.

[You are a fragment of the goddess' compassion.] [If you have proven that you can be someone's idol-.] [Now you will have to prove that you can have compassion.] Expressionless Angel spread its wings Even its wings were dull.

Dark saliva dripped from the two spread wings.

[Requires you to leave your body and mind to yourself for a moment.] “Why?”

[This is to peek at your memories.] The light emitted by the Holy Sword grew a little stronger.

[The goddess of protection cannot agree.

After all, if you travel together, you will automatically find out that the hero has the qualifications of a new owner.

There is no reason to take unnecessary risks.] “No.

done." I took the knife.

“You can’t wear a sword around your waist that you don’t even believe in.

Even the best swords in the world can't stand it because I'm anxious.

come! Come, steal my memories or whatever until you like it.”

It was the moment I opened my arms.

[The compassion sword tests your compassion.] Two angel wings covered my sight.

Just like a mother bird envelops a baby bird, huge black wings surround my body.

The room darkened.

And a dreamlike scene flowed in front of my eyes.

“Kind man.”

A garden burning with fire.

“Hold on a little bit… .”

“Poor things.”

A paradise engulfed in smoke.

“The whole world has become an empty space.”

A snowy field where a certain peony bloomed red.

“My disciple.”

The garden, paradise, and snowfield flowed swiftly one after the other.

Suddenly, the dark vision brightened.

The angel wings that covered my vision had disappeared.

[.......] The black angel hurriedly removed his wings and looked at me.

A fragment of the constellation, it was still expressionless.

But beyond the black eyebrows, there was an indescribable embarrassment in the black eyes.

[you are… … .] “I am not perfect.”

said first “Weak to human kindness.

I want to get favor.

It's a bit overkill for that.

I really like being praised, and I struggle because I want to be seen as a 'good person' by other people.

That might be my weakness.”

The shards of the constellation closed their lips.

“And what’s not perfect is the same as your former owner.”

[.......] “What a grand idea Lephanta Aigim kills the constellations.

I don't know yet.

Maybe it's a noble act.

But, even if that happens, I will blame Lephanta Aikim.”

I raised my sword and pointed it at the black angel.

“If you think that the former owner was perfect and did nothing wrong, then don't follow me.

I don't need a sword like that either." The black angel slowly opened his mouth.

[Are you planning to kill Lephanta Aigim?] “If it is a human that deserves to be killed.”

[Can you promise me that personal feelings won't be involved in that judgment?] "I don't know." I said frankly.

“Master is dead.

Kang-ho is broken So many people got hurt and died, so I don't know.

But I promise I will do my best.”

[.......] “So, if you think I’m going to go wrong, do your best to correct me.

I do my best.

you let your best That must be what it means to be together.”

The black angel's wings were torn apart.

[My power is pain.] [Those cut by me feel pain, but never leave a scar on the body, and never die.] [Pain without wounds is my power.] The form of an angel has fallen.

It collapsed and became black water.

[New master.] [I swear to serve you with all my might.] Black saliva swirled and poured out into the holy sword I was holding.

It was like a violent flood.

The holy sword took all the water and drank it like a thirsty fox in the desert.

[The presence of the goddess of protection becomes more evident.] The change did not stop there.

-Oh, oh....

Shinsu (神獸) who was once the constellation of this Kangho Moorim.

Even the blade embedded in his chest flowed down and absorbed by my sword, and the Black Dragon groaned.

-Oh.......

The Black Dragon was already killed a long time ago.

I didn't have the heart to put anything into words.

The Black Dragon just babbled as if she had become an old woman tired of life.

-Oh, oh, oh...

… .

Finally, the black dragon's corpse turned into a sap and flowed down.

The dragon's horns rattled and shattered.

The scales melted like candle wax.

The beast that reigned as a myth in a world has come to an end.

And winter fell.

The perennial snow of the snowy mountain has collapsed.

It was an avalanche.

I'm on the top of the mountain, so I can look down on the snow that is breaking under my feet and pouring into the world.

“Winter is the season of death.”

The librarian looked at the ground next to me.

“I think you have ended this lonely season.”

A white avalanche engulfed the white world.

But after the avalanche passed, the spot was no longer white.

The brown color of the ground shone.

Brown was the color of the flesh of this world.

The long winter is finally over, and the ground has begun to reveal its bare skin.

"......." Why is the spring wind so different from the winter wind? Master, do you know where the smell of spring comes from? “...the manager.”

“Tell me.”

“I have a clear privilege, so I can see the characteristics of a person.

You can see the plot and character that that person prefers.”

“You know.”

The librarian sighed.

The breath we breathe is no longer frozen white.

“The main office is the person in charge from the 21st to the 30th floor.

The perks you received are also prepared by this director.

Well.

It was a gift from the main seat, so of course I have no choice but to know.”

“There is [Salcheonseong] in the person the director prefers.”

“I will.”

“Why do you prefer sacheonseong? Lephanta Ai-Kim is a human who kills constellations.

If I didn't like it, I hated it, and I don't know if there's a reason I like it." “Ugh.”

The librarian closed his right eye.

"Since you asked, I will give you a special answer.

I have a very old dream of this throne." “Are you dreaming?”

"That's right.

It's directly appearing in Bonjwa's favorite novel!" The constellation's pupils shone innocently, and I wondered, "If he appeared in person...

wouldn't it be something that could be done right away? The director can freely travel through the apocalypse." "Whoa.

You don't understand the reader's mind.

There's a difference between [intervening] and [appearing] in a novel.

No, it's really different." The head of the library covered his mouth with the sleeves of both hands and smiled.

"From the point of view of the apocalypse, this seat is nothing more than a foreign substance.

Foreign matter, alien species...

It should not exist in the original world.

Whether it be the murderous or the main character who killed Kang Ho Moo-rim's dragon, it is a foreign substance.

In this respect, they are common to each other.”

"......." "The main branch doesn't want to intervene in the novel as such a foreign object! Well, it shouldn't be.

It's like a person who has been in that world from the beginning, on an equal footing with other characters, one full-fledged person.

I want to appear as a character! This is my dream as a universal reader!”

I still didn't understand.

Looking at my complexion, the librarian smiled brightly.

"Then, this time, the headmaster asks.

Confucius, why didn't you kill the Tenma?" "......." "A thousand demons learned the realm of instant death (心卽殺) at the last moment.

They say that they cannot inherit the powers of their lifetime, but if you have gathered as much as you can with your white spirit, they will surely become thousands and thousands of horses.

He should have given you.

Cheonma has a strong heart for you, so he would have remained a strong ally and a great teacher.

Why didn't he kill Cheonma?" "……that." "Shh." The librarian raised his index finger and covered my lips.

“It’s okay.

even if you don't say This seat already understands.”

jigsi.

The touch of his fingers pressed against his lips.

“You did not want to interfere with the master's final reached.

same I don't want to intervene directly in the end of the world.

Your heart and your heart are not the same...

.”

Eventually, the world melted to the horizon.

The sun was shining over the lake, where the ice sheet had collapsed and exposed the water surface.

“The council refuses to intervene.

Then there is only one way to become a character in the story.”

“…what is it?”

“If you think about it the other way around, it’s simple.

It's not that the main characters are looking for the characters in the novel, but the characters of the novels are coming to the main seats." The librarian whispered.

“Lephanta Ai-Kim.

The Celestial Spirit constantly travels back and forth between worlds and kills constellations.

One day, I will visit the world of the main hall and the great library of all people.”

The librarian smiled.

“In order to kill this throne.”

The constellation took something out of her arms.

one book.

It was different in appearance from the other apocalypse.

Above all, it was outdated.

Did you take it out and read it dozens of times or hundreds of times? Like an old writer's notebook, the book's cover leather was worn out.

[Lephanta Aigim Epic] The leather had such a title engraved with gold thread.

"......." "The main seat is waiting for you.

The day Salcheonseong will visit the Great Library.

According to his story, by his own will, I hope that one day he will stand before the throne.

that day.

This seat will finally appear in the story of Lephanta Aigim.”

“Is that even if the end of the story is your own death?”

“Of course.”

The librarian laughed softly.

The constellation looked down at the snow-melted ground.

Her sleeves fluttered like a crane dancing.

“To die for the main character, isn’t it the best epilogue?”

4.

I have something to say later.

“Ah, my lord.”

Before returning to the library, I stopped by the church members.

I wanted to make sure that Master's funeral was going well.

"Welcome to!" “Welcome, my lord.”

As soon as the church members saw me, they rushed to greet me.

But somehow, I felt a sense of perplexity.

It wasn't just one or two people, but all the members of the church were panicking.

I tilted my head.

“Is the funeral over already?”

“Oh, no.

little teacher.

Hey, the funeral isn't here yet...

.”

“What happened?”

The clergy watched.

"That is… … ““The body of Heavenly Mamma has disappeared.”

One of the Sima Army, Hyolma (血魔) said, a member of the church that Master often called the Blood Demon.

“If you see it for yourself, you will understand quickly.

I hurriedly walked with the blood horse in front.

Not long after, I arrived at the place where Master’s body was divided, and I was at a loss for words.

“Suddenly, the snow in the world started to melt.

The body of Chunma-sama disappeared….

I’m sorry, it happened so quickly that I didn’t even have time to respond.”

Where the snow melted, Master's body could not be seen in that place.

I thought it was sour..." However, a red flower was blooming.

"......." The last place where Master's body lay.

where the arm touches.

Where your feet are crazy.

where the hair fell.

There, the reddish red peony flowers were in full bloom.

- That's great.

The spirit behind the silence murmured.

-The constellation of this world died and left only a curse, but your teacher died and left flowers.

Your teacher is better than a stupid constellation.

I approached the flower garden and bowed down.

He stroked the peony petals with his fingertips.

The petals trembled slightly, rubbing my index finger against my red cheek.

It was the first spring that bloomed in this world.

“Of course, the funeral arrangements are still going on.”

The blood horse said from behind.

“I hope that the small teacher will also attend… .”

"No." I shook my head.

"It's fine.

Don't hold a funeral." "Yes?" “This is enough.”

I turned my head to look at the members of the church: "I inherited the teaching and became a small teacher, but there are still some people who do not admit it in my heart.

The strongest person in the school is usually the highest." "Let's replace small funerals with burials.

It would be a funeral law to offer the most precious thing.

Isn't it the sword that we value the most? So, we offer our swords to Master." I laughed, “Fuck it.”

Spring is coming.

Just like all people living there.

My next story will begin at a higher stage than before.

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