How the Villain Lives

45. Bifurcated

Sung-hoon was so impatient that he couldn't control himself in any situation. He was embarrassed and didn't ruin his work. Think of a ploy as efficient as possible and move it into action. Thanks to that, I could say that there is now Sung-hoon. However, for now, I was just dumb and forced to stay.

"... Ughhhh."

There was nothing different from a zombie who vomited with a slight sigh and sometimes frowned. It was a very disturbing situation not only on the outside but also on the inside. Even though he put a knife in the back of the person he had just talked to with smiling, and used innocent people who knew nothing, even though he generously used innocent people as scapegoats for his own benefit, Sung-hoon never tried to escape from what he had done.

Feelings of guilt, regret, excitement, satisfaction, fulfillment and anxiety were always different, but I always took them boldly without denying them. However, it was different now. No reason, no reason to be precise, but the heart was pounding like crazy, the body was heavy as bitter cotton, and the body seemed to be hot and out of its mind.

'I just want to kill them all. Wouldn't a spaceship suddenly fall from the sky? Wouldn't something like a forced mission start and die on its own? If you turn the Chinese children around and revolt...'

It was a genius idea to say that a child didn't want to go to school, or to suddenly get sick and not go to school. On the contrary, Seonghun is in a state of mental distress right now. There are limits to what you can do. And there was no way to deal with extra-specific monsters like Mirina among them.

'Wrong first button. I didn't want to have a relationship with Mirina in the first place!'

"... then I wouldn't have come all the way here. Aaaaaaaah!"

It's good to be mistaken by Myri alone, but why did the misunderstanding spread to the enemy? It wouldn't have been a big deal if it had been just that, but crucially, there were equally powerful enemies as Mirina, the least extra-specific monster. And the word that the strong man was after himself forced to despair of Sung-hoon.

I really wanted to beat it all up and run away. However, it could not. If Sung-hoon had simply created a character of processing called a ghost in a mask, he might have escaped from all causal relationships even if the worst were to happen. However, in order to get to higher ground, I had to tell you the identity of the mask, stand in front of people, and take care of things with the attention of one body. Taking off the mask now is the worst choice.

The two eyes of Seonghun, who had been sitting there for a while, began to regain light.

"There's nothing different about complaining. What I'm given now, what I can do, what I can't do. I have no choice but to identify it with certainty and draw the best choice within its limits."

There are three cards that Sung-hoon holds.

The first is the misunderstanding Mirina holds. The second is that once you weigh the number of specs and skills, you're ahead of anyone else, and the third was time. In order to make the most of Yoo Baek Woo's return to the mission, Shinxi decided to fight after ten days to make time for thousands to teach his disciples.

This time of ten days was a good thing for Sung-hoon.

On the contrary, there were also three things that Sung-hoon could not do. The first is to fight the Thousand on behalf of Mirina, and the second is to run away from her place, and the third is to reveal that she was in fact just a bluff. Briefly, I distinguished between what I could do and what I couldn't do, so I felt like my head was getting a little clearer.

"Assuming that I'm going to take the Thousand as my minimum rank and not fight with the same mind as Myriam, I have to try to win as many chances as I can against the Thousand 3... No, I'm going to 4."

It was a fairly high odds after such an uproar. If you hear that the odds are about four, you will not understand why Sung-hoon is not able to surrender like this. However, this was a disgrace that was fulfilled on the assumption that it exerted all the power that Sung-hoon possessed everywhere.

'Borang and Uchida, swordsmanship and witchcraft, all the items I have, skills, traps, poisons, kits, all the other types of ambushes, psychological warfare, short-term warfare, all of this is a possible shame. Of course I can't take this out.'

What do you think of Miri if you can barely see her fighting against the sky? In the first place, the technique used by Sung-hoon could be called disposable. You may be embarrassed when you first encounter it, but if you are a top-ranker from the second encounter, you will quickly find out how to defeat it and attack it gradually. In the end, you will be transformed into a pure skill fight and your odds will be extremely low. Even though he was embarrassed at first when he fought with the Force Limit in the past, he quickly found out how to defeat it and threatened himself.

'My odds would be 1 or less, assuming that I only use a few skills, such as swords, spells and kits, that would seem normal, except for all those means. Avoid a frontal battle with a thousand.'

"No frontal battle. Then what's the best way for me to do that? '

'Mobilize all rankers and deal with thousands of them jointly. It's a fascinating way to do it, but they don't just have shit on their heads, so that's impossible. After all, there's one person who can deal with a thousand people, and there's about two people who can take out as many as they can.'

"As always, the only answer is Mirina."

We have to mobilize monsters to deal with monsters. Basically, I'm afraid I can get over a thousand. I have to think about Mirina dealing with a thousand people on the basic premise. Until then, Seong-hoon thought of the most important thing late.

'I forgot about Miri.'

Knock knock.

"Who are you?"

"Ah, Mirina. I was wondering if I could come in for a second."

"Huh?! Now, wait! Wait a minute... Wait!"

After visiting Myri's room within the guild, Seonghun stood at the door and waited. I came to you without saying anything in the first place. And after some time, the door began to open.

"Sorry to keep you waiting...."

"I'm sorry. That's how weird I suddenly came to see you. Can I come in for a second?"

"You, coming in here?!"

Myrina was embarrassed or wanted to get to the point quickly, but Seong Hoon opened the door and went inside. I couldn't believe it was a woman's room inside. What's unusual is that only beds, closets, and desk furniture have a lot of scars on one wall?

When he realized that there was only one chair in the chair, he frowned slightly and sat in bed.

"That's pretty neat."

In fact, it wasn't quite that simple, but quite crunchy. Sung-hoon had occasionally entered Eli's room once or twice. Although most spines with various experimental instruments or complex formulas were decorative, there were basically one or two decorations, and there was not a single book in this room. It really seemed like the only place to sleep was the room.

"You're doing great cleaning! Yeah, I cleaned it up like this!"

"… hmm."

'Is the room so empty that you usually do great cleaning?'

I thought it was the correct phrase to say that I just moved my luggage. But there was no time for such triviality.

"Miriam, come here and sit down."

"In bed?!"

"Then why don't you sit next to me? Where are you sitting? You want me to sit in that chair and talk to you? Or are you coming here with a chair?"

"I see. Right? Right... I guess?"

Myri's reaction seemed a little strange from the time he came into the room, but it didn't mean much because Myri was not one or two times strange. I can't help but imagine that it meant something deep to me when I was fighting and just tripping on my feet, and I guess what Miri was thinking was exhausting.

Seeing Mirina sitting next to him with a little red cheek, Sung-hoon entered the point without any useless conversation.

"Miriam. From now on, I'm going to ask you something. Can you tell me the truth without even lying about that question?"

"Well, that depends on the question, what are you trying to ask in the first place!"

"It's a very important question. It's a question of our future."

"Me, future love?!"

"Yes, so answer me honestly."

Looking at Sung-hoon's serious expression, Mirina sighed, rubbed her cheek, and said with a straight face.

"Can you win by fighting thousands?"

"Oh, I can't decide yet! Take some more time... Yes?"

"Really? That close opponent?"

"Wait, I think I heard the wrong question. Can you tell me one more time...?"

"Do you have the confidence to fight against thousands and win?"

"……."

'He's got a lot of different faces.'

At first glance, it looks like a faceless face, but for Seong Hoon, his eyes and mouth instantly flinch. Moreover, his face suddenly turned red and turned pale, and it was amazing to run again.

As if to say something for a moment, Mirina, who was flinching her mouth, sighs long and then opens her mouth with a faint expression.

"Honestly, really?"

"It's not anyone else, it's you and me, right? No pride, no consciousness. So tell me honestly."

I don't see it that way, but Mirina was a secretly egotistical type. However, he could not establish his pride in front of Seonghun.

"To be honest, I think I might be at a disadvantage."

"... at a disadvantage?"

"Yes. The Black of the Thousand is a time-honored sword. It's like a rock that stands supreme with no remnants. There are so many experiences melting down there, I can't deal with them easily with the base of a moment."

"So you can't win either."

"That's not it! Battle is always variable! I'll get to know the enemy while I fight, and I've got enough skills I can't get out of it, given everything!"

"Given that?"

Miri, who faced the ignorant pupil of the Holy Hun, who seemed to have no emotions, was forced to be pushed out of the air momentarily.

"... Unless there are thousands of fools, he will grow up fighting and have hidden skills. If a thousand people have the skills I think they are, I'm at a disadvantage of 4 to 6... no, 3.5 to 6.5."

"I see."

"……."

Seong-hoon was just hanging his finger without saying anything, and Miri was just waiting for him to say what Seong-hoon said as if he had committed a great sin.

"Are you disappointed in me? In the meantime, I've been stuck next to him with no help, and now he's finally decided I can't help him anymore? '

Mirina was overwhelmed like a pet that seemed to be abandoned by her master. Of course, it wasn't just Mirina who was sleeping.

Do we really have to do this? Is this realistically possible? '

So far, Sung-hoon has been sticking to an ambiguous attitude without intending to break the illusion or deepen it against Mirina, who has been labeled as an illusion. And that vague attitude finally led to this tragedy. A normal person would now state that it was a misunderstanding and try to prevent the situation from deteriorating as much as possible.

However, Sung-hoon was quite different from the normal cause. As for Mirina, after a short but long time like Youngfear, Sung-hoon opened her mouth.

"Mirina."

"Old! No, yes!"

"Ten days later, there's a battle with Zhang Eye. Long is long, short is short. And you'll fight thousands. So I will have the opportunity to meet you again three days before the battle takes place, that is, a week from now."

"Where to meet?"

Miri, who could not understand what Sung-hoon was saying, was forced to shake his head. And then what Sung-hoon said was what Miri thought she would draw in her dreams, but she would never hear it in reality.

"You two have a separate training spot."

"That means that you will guide me...?"

"... that's how it will be."

With his eyes loosened, his hands raised and his cheeks slightly pinched, Miriam was forced to sit still without any reaction to the fact that this was not a dream reality. So far, Miri has always been beside him, thinking that he is a teacher.

However, because he wasn't too noticeable, Sung-hoon didn't want to stand up and teach himself. Instead, he was getting a lot of things from the regular struggle that he was waiting for halfway around and thought that was enough. However, at this moment, Myri's heart began to be filled with joy because of the fact that Sung-hoon would teach him himself.

"A week later! Hey, I'll clear my time no matter what happens in a week! Yes, absolutely!"

"Yes, I'll get up first."

The biggest and fastest heartbeat I've ever had in my life. His head was filled with joy, and from the depths of his body, his strength rose endlessly, and he seemed to be able to do anything. And as soon as the door closed, Miriam threw herself into bed like a child and started rolling around.

Mosaic profits.

On the other hand, the eyes of the Holy Hun who came out of the door were the eyes of the one who had sensed death.

"I can't really turn it back now."

I smashed the brakes myself with my own hands. Now there is only one way to go, whether killed or fed.

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