How the Villain Lives

2. Occupation.

"Argh!"

Intersect!

The Holy Hun, who left the inn in tear yawn, was forced to flinch at the instant of the spill. If it had been possible to kill a person with an eye, the Holy Spirit would have pierced his body by now. The people who leaned on the walls of the building, like they were homeless in the street, looked at themselves with a sad look.

"Hey, young man. I'm sorry, but can you buy me one meal? Please, please."

"Out of my way. I'm busy."

After a good night's sleep at the inn, Seong Hoon opened his mouth, feeling refreshed.

"Young man. Don't do that. Please, just save one person.."

This old man was probably living a normal life a few days ago.

Having said that, I must have been worried about my wrinkled joints, my waist, my children's discomfort with complaining of pain without even trying. However, he was now in a position to starve to death because he did not have one meal right away.

At first, I tried to do the quest, but I had to beg that the scared old man could do it because so many people were dying and the people who performed the quest would not return.

"Out of my way."

"Please, please."

It would be a pity to meet such a lamentable person in society, and he might have taken out even a few coins. However, the current hymn is different from the hymn at that time. Something inside will change as you become accustomed to killing three people without hesitation in the tutorial quest and countless murders in the starting room.

I heard the sound of death as I lightly pushed aside to remove the persistently tangled old man.

"Oh, my God! He's got me!"

"After begging, are you a self-destruct?"

"You bastard! If you don't get a home education, you can't talk to your extended family!"

"Where is home education when you're begging someone on the road?"

"I have a grandson like you!"

"Why don't you just put your national ID on your forehead?"

An elderly man with white hair collapsed and a physically fit man next to him was not very good at looking at the impression and laughing. If it had been Earth, it would have swept the Internet in less than an hour.

"Young man. When I look at you, you seem a little upset, but apologize quickly."

"Grandpa, are you okay? Hey, what are you doing to an older man? Apologize now!"

"Hah, when you're in society, there's a fat bastard who looks like he can't get out of the room."

At first, the people who were watching the quarrel quietly began to approach one by one. There are those who support the elderly, and there are men who touch sheep's fists and women who accuse them with a loud voice. This kind of clapping will make people apologize, even though they are afraid. These were good people. People who respect the elderly and can't stand injustice.

If the opponent was a Caucasian or a culprit, he would apologize here even if he was overwhelmed by guilt or embarrassment. However, Sung-hoon was not a good man. He considered himself an evil man.

Chaang!

A trunk of clarity that screams out so many people that they can't understand what they're saying anymore. As soon as the candles went out, people began to shut up. And standing in the middle, Seonghun pulled out the sword from his waist and looked around with sharp eyes.

Some of them had weapons. However, when I looked at the sword of the Holy Hun, I was forced to feel terror like a frog in front of a snake. Sung-hoon's sword didn't have any special effect. The effect on the Longsword of the Traitor is just a slight increase in the chance of a Critical Hit.

There was only one reason they felt fear.

"Blood."

I do.

Unlike their weapons, which were not properly received and removed, the weapons of the Holy Hun were buried in a dry, discolored shelter. Yesterday I did not hunt wolves and wipe their buried blood.

The fact that there was blood on the eyes of those who looked at Sung-hoon changed 180 degrees. The people who had just raised their voices were silent, and the man who came as far back as nearby as if he were going to punch him.

I thought about wielding the sword like this. I wasn't particularly objectionable to killing people. It does not kill brutally like a serial killer or psychopath, but is prepared to wield the sword without hesitation if there are good reasons, or for his own benefit.

Khhhh.

I could hear gloves made of leather gripping the handle strongly. However, Sung-hoon quietly returned the sword to the sword. Fighting is your only loss. Judging by what I heard from Young-gi, there was a security soldier NPC in the city.

"If you're hungry, move yourself and make money. And don't raise your voice out loud. If you don't want to die."

It was a bold voice, but it contained an irresistible sense of humiliation. Especially those who faced the eye swallowed the drowsiness without their knowledge. I thought that sword would fly towards me in no time if I took one word out.

Realizing that the surrounding situation was calm, Sung-hoon said with a slight smile as if his face had been a lie so far.

"Goodbye then."

He pulls out his sword and kills him. Suddenly, he smiles and disappears. And no one thought of stopping him.

"Something really bothers me."

The thought of wasting time starting in the morning, Sung-hoon began to walk down the street with his head shaken. I decided to simply go to the armoured shop, the general store, and the former temple.

The secret letter that was able to accomplish only nine quests in the course of yesterday's day was the ball of poison and trapping. In return, Poison Potions and food, which had been purchased beforehand, were almost on the floor.

Moreover, it seemed necessary to check the condition of the teeth that were missing from the sword. It was not uncomfortable that there were no figures such as durability or ATK.

"If you walk straight through the Angel Statue in the Square, you will see a helpless shop... What?"

Wagglebagle.

In short, Seong-hoon opened his mouth without even knowing how to express it. It was because eight cars were full of people on huge roads that could run at the same time. In a scene where the lines of buildings were stretched from place to place, Sung-hoon spoke to the boy sitting on the bench without his knowledge.

"Can I ask you something?"

"What is it?"

"Why are there so many people there?"

"I'm making money."

"Make money?"

Was there a mission station over there? Looking at Sung-hoon, the boy who looked like a high school student shook his head and said:

"You bought weapons as a guild before you moved here, didn't you?"

"I bought it."

"They bought it at the armored shop. 500 long swords a sack? Anyway, that's enough to catch an inn and eat for a while."

"Stupid."

What are you going to do now by selling weapons?

You might be able to avoid hunger and cold by selling weapons right now, but instead you're throwing away your own self-reliance tools. There are no opponents worthy of the mission. It's the difference between having a dagger and not having one, even if you're a rat or a bug.

"Longsaw was definitely 80 guilds in the starting room, right? However, it is 500 guilds when you resell it, not when you live here. I'll shed tears to get that back later. '

Anyway, I didn't want to say anything because it was my own choice. After all, it was the former temple that decided to be heard later and chose next. It was not difficult to find.

A magnificent building built out of white marble was in front of the temple just to see it.

There were also people around the temple, but there was no one inside.

"Welcome to the Temple of the Former. I am a creation created by great beings to help players. It's Philip."

A cozy old man smiled and greeted Sung-hoon. I remembered the old man who pushed me earlier.

"I just want to ask you one question. What do you do in a former temple?"

"What do you do? I'll give you your name."

"I already have a job. Is there a difference between a job created by a prosecutor, thief, or novice wizard, and a job created automatically?"

"Ho."

Philip looked at Sung-hoon with astonishment. It's only been two days since The Mission began. But it couldn't be surprising that I already got three jobs. Turns out, unlike everyone else, I'm wearing a coat.

"There's a difference. If you carry out a mission, the job will not be created according to its role. But it's not a real job, it's a temporary job where you figure out your tendencies."

"Temporary job? Then you could disappear?"

"Of course. If you use your axe in the mission, the job of prosecutor will disappear, the job of cabman will be created, and if you use only magic, only the wizard will remain. This is all because it's a temporary job before a real job is set."

Philip sat down and continued to speak, as if he was a little tired.

"That's why there's this former shrine. Once you do, you don't have the ability to provide the most basic jobs. Like a priest. You can't get a job no matter how you do this mission. A priest's job is to make money here and transfer. However, if you are not a priest and you transfer here, your job will continue unchanged."

"So is that."

"And the function offered by the former temple is not just to choose a profession, but to evolve the character of the players."

"Evolve your traits?"

"It would be better to take a look than to explain it a hundred times. Here we go."

As Philip stirs his hand, I think of a pretty big window.

[Basic Job]

[Inspector], [Warrior], [Spearman]. [Authority], [Archer], [Wizard], [Spirit], [Clergyman], [Thief], [Infantry], [Horseman], [Shield Soldier], [Soldier], [Doctor], [Merchant], [Cook], [Blacksmith] ……….

Hundreds of them frowned on a vast list. However, as soon as I handed over the page, an interesting page came to my attention.

[Recommended Job]

[Gladiator], [Magician], [Reader], [Bookkeeper], [Photographer], [Swordsman], [Intentional], [Assassin].

"Recommended Job"? "

"In the Temple of the Former, I will combine the players' experiences to create a job worthy of them. Wouldn't that be the best job for the user, of course?"

"So is the referral job stronger than the basic job?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

From the list of occupations, I understood. I don't know about anything else, but the job of bookkeeper over there is likely to be confronted with the basic job of prosecutor. A brief explanation came out when I lightly clicked on the job in case I wanted to.

[Gladiator]

They don't have a sophisticated swordsmanship or a vision of martial arts. But no one can follow the leading momentum without turning to anything in action. A beast-like combat that relies on great physical abilities and your senses would be enough to impress people.

Key stats: STR, HP

[Magical Examination]

A versatile warrior who has mastered swords and magic at the same time. It's not specific to one thing, so it could be a medium state, not an ideologist. But if you can catch both rabbits, you'll be able to exert a powerful power in the near and medium distance.

Key stats: HP, Magic

"I see. That's why it's a recommendation."

From the name of the profession, they were all names that might have something to do with his behavior.

"It costs 50,000 guilds to choose a job. What are you going to do?"

"Can I change my job?"

"Changing is always possible with money. Instead, if you choose a new job with repeated job specialization, the cost will increase enormously."

2Charm a.

I'm tired from planting peppers all day, so I have to go to rest. I hope there's a stack of comments...