"Hoo."
From the looks of it, there seemed to be considerable wealth accumulated from the robbery and trafficking of these bastards. There are stacks of coin-filled chests or accessories that have been robbed by the victims.
These are Justice's street vendors.
I came up to the first floor with a few scars.
"That's a hassle."
If I knew this was going to happen, I would just move it all away and kill the rest of them with impulse the moment I got too tight.
From now on, let's kill this kind of labor for efficiency.
I acted too fast.
But that's okay, because today's regret is to make tomorrow's kimcot more perfect. Be strong, Gimkatt...!
Claudie and Winia were sitting in the inn lobby.
"Cat? Is that it?"
"Oh, nigga. Is that all?"
When I came out, the reacting women came.
"No, there's fucking more. Let's move along."
Then we quickly took out all the stuff stored underground. I didn't have enough, so I robbed the inn's counter and took it to Bonas for cash.
From now on, all the property in this town belongs to our family.
Stealing the property of these wicked people will be the first step towards establishing the right justice.
Anyway, I put the stuff I pulled out of the basement in the middle of the lobby.
And as he opened the lid one by one, surprised Winia opened her eyes wide and looked at them. The size of the old product was considerably larger than expected.
"Cao, nigga. You don't have to go looking for this meteorite."
"Uh-huh, that's it. But you have to put a meteorite on it."
But unfortunately, it wasn't silver coins that were full of scars, it was all Cooper. The amount of silver coins was not more than I expected. At this rate, however, a few dozen silver coins will be worth it.
"I don't think the accessories are good enough."
Salfin Claudie, who bought the necklace and the ring, said: Knowledge of precious metals seems to be the best thing for her to do with her accessories.
In fact, what good are those who go to places like this? But let's keep it.
I counted the money immediately.
"Cook... Cook... Cook..."
"Heheheheh."
"Huhu."
The more money I count, the more laughing flowers I have in my family. There were roughly 1,000 coopers in each of the ulcers, and there were five of them.
Approximately 5000 coupons, or 50 silver worth of cheap gold. I stopped laughing at this unbelievable reality.
"Khhhhhhhh!!!!"
This is why I can't break the fucking justice!!
There is nothing more to money than slaughtering the wicked!!
It is also a way to enjoy a rich movie if you live well. There's nothing wrong with the old one. But when I thought about how big churches like the Bronze Society and the Light Celestial Cross were rolling, they all seemed to be rolling over to take away the property of evil beings like me.
Violence is also a kind of business.
It's a natural story, but there's no such thing as free happiness.
"Nigga! Get the sack!"
"Yes!"
I immediately took a sack and shot a coin and accessories.
Apart from that, there were things like clothing and maintenance equipment that were messed up, but I decided to give up because it was too much to load everything on Quites.
"Huhu, you made a lot of money in an instant?"
"That's it. But we can make more money."
Claudie glances at me, as if she is happy to hear me say.
"How? Cat, how do I make more money?"
"I love this town."
It is not difficult.
"It's a total judgment."
"That's it, Cat. These guys aren't worth saving. Isn't that right?"
"Yes! We have to kill them all! We have to root out the evil ones!"
This is not the time to be doing this.
Before the sun goes down completely, we must quickly slaughter these bastards and take all the treasures they have hidden in the house.
I can't take it anymore...!
I hated the fact that I was drinking the same air as these nasty bastards!
- Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
The flame of justice began to burn in my heart.
"Now let's get out! Winia, Claudie! Prepare for battle, no! Prepare to purify!"
"You know, catt is the coolest time to be motivated."
"Well, you'd better just kill them all. Ugh, that's annoying."
I will start my own temple from now on.
If Elise had been by my side, she would have lifted up the iron with tears saying that the Saint is really opening.
"Let's go!"
I pushed the sack of money under the bed of the first floor room and came out.
- Fluid.
Fortunately, Quites was well tied up in the stables. I was really thinking about how to express my anger if I killed him, but I didn't kill him.
I stroked his neck once and conducted a search.
It was time to take that step.
"Uh, uh...?"
I met a villager with a knife in his waist and a farming utensil. They gestured that they were surprised when they saw us.
"Oh, fuck!"
"Well, what is it! That!"
"You son of a...!"
The surprise gesture soon turns into hostile murder.
"Ah."
I wanted to know why I was already bloody. And he's already drawn a knife.
If you look like this, you will notice that things have turned out badly. The bloody warrior is just as vicious.
"Search, you bastards."
- Pa!
There's nothing more to think about.
These bastards are the ones that have to be killed. It would not be bad to get up early in the morning and search the village after killing them all.
"Mr, fuck you! Fuck you! Gather the children??!?!?!"
- Bummer!
In an instant, I narrowed the gap and put a blade in one of his branches to fight back. Farming equipment is also quite a murder weapon, but it doesn't really matter to me.
These assholes can't be my opponents.
"Son of a bitch!!! Rain, emergency!! Come out quickly, you assholes!!"
- Wedge!
Weak.
"Quickly, I... Huff?!"
"Let's focus on the fight before we get to Mom, man."
I cut off the seedlings of the whale. I swung the knife just twice and killed two people.
It's a simple task.
These bastards are not the ones who carried blood. They're just rats who cheat travelers, beat drugs around their necks, and then rob them.
Killing is extremely simple.
"Claudie. Winia. The kids are coming now."
The other one is already torn and has run away screaming. Rather, he will replace the mob.
"Can't Cat kill them all?"
Claudie flirted with me.
"Uh-huh, is that so? But we have to get this done before it's over. Winia. You can use Flame Arrow, right?"
"I'm already preparing. Don't tell me for a second."
- Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Geometric patterns bloom with flames over the staff.
At the same time, blurry beings in the dark mist approached as they shouted. - Shh, shh, shh. All armed with unified barricades and farming equipment were accomplices of these inn killers, unforgivable evil.
"Those bastards!"
"Stick around! If the story leaks out, we're done!"
"Kill the woman!"
"Kill the monsoon!"
The villagers of the robbery village were exposed in the fog.
The reason they were hiding in such a dark place was not because they could not live in the sun.
Khhhhhhhh!
- You bastards!
- Kill him!
Approximately two platoons seem to be a small group. Are these all residents? As they shout, they rush toward us with their weapons.
"Ha."
It's funny.
"In front of this thousand horses."
I can't help but sigh because I'm so stupid. I'm not pathetic even though I collected that number of heads and got out.
"Are you talking about murder?"
I hurriedly shouted as I pointed the knife at them.
"Hurry up, Winia Flame Arrow!! Those bastards!! I have a conscience. I have no conscience!"
"Flame Arrow!!"
- Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
The arrow of intense flame shoots at my signal.
"Uh-huh? Wizard-"
"--Run!"
What do these rural maggots know about magic? When dealing with a wizard, it's common sense to be discreet. Of course they don't have that kind of common sense.
I just know I'll be strong when I get together.
- Bummer!
"Ahhhhhhh!!!"
"Arghhhh!!!"
"Fire! Fire!!"
The fierce Flame Arrow explodes and hits the inhabitants. This was the price of ignorance. A fierce flame that cannot be quenched by a dark mist devours their flesh and burns them.
"Turn it off!!!"
"Don't worry, I'm a wizard! Run away!!!"
"Hey, hey!! Don't run away!!"
In an instant, more than ten people became immediate vents, and the survivors shouted in horror.
"That's ridiculous! You bastards! Gimcott will conceive the Blade of Judgment!"
When I saw it, I clearly felt the courage of the unknown rise to the end. Swirling emotions and releasing courage!
Now it felt as if those emotions had acquired shape.
The embodied emotions and manas mingle and quarrel in the body. The moment the unreality becomes reality, the moment the dream becomes a reality!
The word "defeat" is forgotten as the world turns dim.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
You evil bastards! Neither Buddha nor King David can forgive them! Their mother, the Virgin Mary, and even Jesus Christ have forsaken them!
I repent before the doctrine of Fusion, evil spirits!!!
"Irresistible impulse!!!!!!!!"
An unknown source of fanaticism bursts out.
I was already running towards them with a knife. Courage, courage. And murder and anger. A drop of mixed desires swirls my brain.
The only thing I feel right now is the burning aspiration for justice. Everything else fades. The only thing you can tell is that you have a powerful blade in your hand!
"Watch this thousand horses!!!!"
- Weeping!!!!
An inhumanely shot knife cuts through the upper half of the villager who clumsily hits the axe.
Show me the tenacity to polish even swordsmanship when you're in combat!
"Ugh! Run!"
"Save me!"
"Assholes, fight! Fight! Push and I'll kill you!"
"You go first, motherfucker!!"
If you want to run away, at least show me the tenacity to run faster! If you're going to rob Agari, show me the tenacity to run first!
"You mischievous bastards!!! Are there no warriors! Are there any brave warriors who can fight this Gimcott?!!"
"Shuaaaaaah!!!!"
I've never felt murder as easy as it is right now.
Run, catch up. Wiggles the blade. Sometimes if you want to defend it, remove it and slice the bone. Cut off one life by cutting it once.
The process, which Mana did not even consume, was extremely sweet and gentle, as if butter were applied to bread, and one of the motions was a strike-throat scalpel, which was no different from the true doctrine of swordsmanship.
"Chief Swordsman Dejaaaaaaah!!!!!!"
His body that touches the knife is ridiculously simple.
"Hugh!!!"
"Run!!!"
"Help me!!!!!
These robbed bastards who weren't even warriors were just mishaps. When these cowards gather, they can't even breathe properly in front of a real strong man.
"Murder Swordmaster appeared!!!!!!!"
Their morale, which had already seen their colleagues roasted in flame arrows, was completely chewed up, and I burst into shrieks and sliced the ones in front of me at once.
A container absent from confusion which is accelerated.
Colleagues scream and run.
Even those who decided to fight would get weaker. I dig that gap. These bastards are nothing but an army. There is no training to grasp the reins of reason while colleagues are being molested.
"I am."
The damage and horror I will endure will be taken with excessive courage! Just forward, forward! Only the idea of killing and snatching my heart...!
"A thousand horses."
I was holding a sword in a world that felt clearer than ever.
It is a world that must be fought. Power and cruelty are virtues that take precedence over any value. I felt it stubborn, and I received it with my body as if engraving stigma.
I survived because I fought.
I've been fighting because I survived.
"It's Kim Kat."
So if there is no will to fight, it will never reach me.
"Thousands of horsepower"
And I am.
"Chief Inspector Pacheon."
When surrounded by the weak, I am a man who exists as a true Kim Kat.
- Papapod!
- Borz-bornz!
The blade dissipates.
"I'll let you go!!!!!!!!"