How the Villain Lives

29. Unexpected parties.

For Mirina, a sword is not just a weapon.

A medium that best expresses a human being named her and makes herself confident. There was no particular reason there. She just liked to carry the sword from the youngest days she remembered herself. When I was a kid, I went to see images and masters of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and I made my own swordsmanship.

In this world, she was rather welcome to come to a world dominated by a strange law called the Mission. It was better to live in a vibrant world where you don't know when to die than to live a normal decade without any stimulus on Earth. I was able to handle the sword at my own pace even more with the urgency of being able to risk my life and my own death.

To be honest, I was somewhat arrogant. There was not a single person who kicked her in the eye who thought she was strong. However, I have recently tasted the experience of such arrogance being desperately broken.

'It was a frog in a well.'

There is another sky outside of heaven.

Miri has never beaten Sung-hoon since she lost her first battle so uselessly. I did not reveal the gaps and fight properly even when I had one training because I felt confident that I could win enough even if I fought without expressing my sincerity. Of course, that much training was enough for her.

However, after another defeat, Miri was struck by the added shock. I can understand Sung-hoon. However, the defeat suffered by a man who was no better than himself could not be explained by his skill.

"What do you think is lacking in me?"

"Well, I don't know. What do you lack? I'm worried about being overwhelmed."

To put it bluntly?

"You don't have to care about me. You can trust Sung-hoon's advice. Please let me know what's missing."

"How much more monsters are you trying to become... Hmm, I don't have enough for Mirina."

If you are like everyone else, you can give enough advice or cheat with the eyes of Sung-hoon. However, it was impossible for Mirina. I know you're on a much higher level than you are. After a long time of worrying, Sung-hoon was able to come up with a plausible answer.

"Are you too knowledgeable, too?"

"I'm knowledgeable?"

"Yes, Myri, I know you're strong, but in your case, talent is too great a problem. Let's just look at the item right now. Miri, what's the most expensive thing you've ever worn?"

"This dress was made by Sung-hoon."

"Yes, the clothes. Elite Rank is Advanced Rank. It's not bad, but you can never say it's high compared to your value. Except for that outfit. Is it a Rare Dual Sword?"

"This is good enough to cut."

"It's not enough to be a good bay. It's the easiest way to get stronger in this world. I don't think it's bad to replenish that part."

Do you think so?

Certainly, there was some part of the words of the Holy Hun that was right. Mirina had no interest in the skill system, stats, or items that would trigger automatically. It was more efficient to swing the sword one more time than to try to get a good item. However, I have recently heard that growth is slowing somewhat.

'Are you sure I thought so hard? Capacity-building isn't that bad.'

"But isn't physical ability a poison beyond your control?"

"Well, I can only move this far, so I don't think it's bad to challenge more than that before deciding for yourself and setting limits? You can't even do that, can you?"

"You can do it! You're Sung-hoon, too!"

'Am I not unwittingly embracing new things and falling into too rigid a mindset? Don't set limits! It's what I need most now!'

The meaning is completely different depending on who says the same thing.

If he had said that he should care about competence rather than just strength, he would have heard the dog bark with one ear and shed it with one ear, but Seong Hun, a pioneer far ahead of himself by skill, certainly touched his chest.

The horns of the beetle are also short-lived.

"Sung-hoon, can I ask you a favor?"

"Please? Is there anything strange about you doing me a favor? Well, it's a good sign. Just say the word."

I was just as shocked as a myriad of people who normally stay overwhelmed without saying anything.

"I'll listen to you, just say it!"

"Please carry out the mission with me!"

"... What?"

He said he couldn't pick up what he said again. Seonghun was making a nuisance of himself by taking out the wrong words.

Slurp!

The twin swords drew the trajectory of the plaid, and the primitive man who had been swung dozens of times and beyond could not even scream and was as desperate as he was. This is the fifth one. Miri turns her head and looks at the Holy Hun next to her.

The image of Seong-hoon fighting with a punch without a step back against a primitive man who was over 2m was, in a word, an art.

Dance itself, which closely avoids enemy attacks and evokes dancing. I can hardly even feel the heterogeneity when I choose the most efficient dances of all kinds and move on to other dances. The fight of Sung-hoon was not just a fight.

If he specialized only in killing the enemy most efficiently, Sung-hoon captured even art and beauty.

"Tan!"

Bounce the club in advance with the book in your left hand and lay the sword horizontally to penetrate the crowd. At the same time, the sphere of fire that was fired smashed his head like a watermelon. After finishing the battle with a clean look without asking for a drop of blood, Sung-hoon sighed a little.

"Shit, you're so tight, right? '

"You're amazing, too. I don't know when I'm going to get close..."

A total of seven primitive bodies scattered around.

Of these, five were defeated by Mirina and two were defeated by Sung-hoon. I wanted to ask her if she had said anything in sarcastic terms or if she had said anything to give her sincere praise, but she just kept her mouth shut.

Mirina does not lie or try to hide something, at least for herself. Mirina genuinely thinks she is great.

"Anyway, that doesn't hurt much, does it?"

"Yes, that's enough."

"Then we can keep going. Let's move."

"Yes."

The place where Holy Hun and Mirina lived was in the midst of a jungle so gloomy that the end could not be known. The reason they were here was simple.

Ancient Altar

Class B:

A lush forest of poison, beasts, and fierce monsters. Somewhere in the forest there is an ancient altar where the primitives and the primitives have been sacrificing for a very long time. Deal with the primitives and investigate the identity of this altar.

Achievement conditions.

1. Adventurer: Hunt animals, monsters and primitives (0/300)

2. Expert: Find the primitive village and investigate the Altar.

3. Treasure Hunter: Find ancient gods worshipped by the primitives.

Basic Reward: 100 Million Guild, Superior Rafflesia Sample, Ancient Stone Axe.

Treasure Hunter Initial Clear Bonus: Bonus Stat Points +30, Blue Red Twin Sword

"... So you want me to do this with you?"

"Yes."

"Hmm, class B difficulty?"

"The higher the rank, the better it is to go to the strong few than to take the middle ones, right? I think it would be most efficient to go alone with Sung-hoon and me."

That's right.

There is a limit to pushing out in numbers. Regardless of management difficulties, command systems, or training, people below a certain level are simply swept away with just one range of magic. Heather's Desert Mission was one of the few missions that many Class B missions could target.

'Certainly, given the forests, it would be better to go a lot unnecessarily.'

But there was no reason for him to come with us. The Class B mission was a dangerous one that had not yet been fully targeted. However, Mireille did not break her stubbornness easily.

"As Sung-hoon told me, I decided to pay some attention to the item. But no matter how much I looked, I couldn't see anything useful among the twin swords. Among the missions that have not yet been targeted, there are only those that reward the Dual Sword."

"What about custom-making?"

"Weapons were incredibly expensive. Of course, there's nothing to match, but it's going to take too long."

I was the one who asked Mirina to pay more attention to something else.

'But I have a lot of work to do. Even if you just do what you do now..'

"Please, Sung-hoon. Please come with me."

What's wrong with him? '

A cool woman with always sharp swords. That's Miri. It was Sung-hoon who was rather embarrassed when Miri came out like this. This pose is too desperate to compensate for the disadvantages.

One way or another, Sung-hoon, who was going to look around with a good word, saw tears on the edge of Miri's eyes and was forced to break his stubbornness.

Blame it!

'Am I wrong?'

"Did you bury something?"

"No, I was just wondering if you were following me right."

"Don't worry! You're not weak enough to fall behind in a place like this."

I didn't see any frivolity in Miri's face. In any case, Miri is the strongest yet most dangerous card that Sung-hoon has. I needed to pay that much attention.

'I think I've been able to reveal a strange emotional change since I lost to Wolf, but has that defeat affected anything?'

How can you read the mindset of a genius?

Dealing with a lunatic like Wolf was a lot easier than dealing with Mirina.

The final exam is coming up!

Presentation of the assignment forever!!!!!