Hunter of the Perished World

On the way back, Leona speaks, piercing Gin's side.

“You have a lot to say in secret, they're children. ”

“... have you forgotten what you said? ”

Leona shrugs, rebuking you for not being the first to make a duet.

“I'm one of them, aren't I? ”

So, I laughed as if Jean was absurd because of the logic that doesn't sound like it's okay to curse.

“You'd better step on the yellow sprouts. ”

You have to wake up from your visions before you do anything nonsense before someone gets hurt. Leona nods, agreeing to it.

“Of course, some of them are already late like you, but they're not there yet. ”

“Why are you arguing again? ”

Leona howls with a red face, but Jean only smiles. Leona was still a child because she didn't know it was always a strong reaction that made her gin weaker.

The quest I had was also not like a horse. It wasn't worth it, so I had to see that the approximate business at Shane was over.

“It still takes a little while. ”

Leona mutters anxiously, sighing as Gin looks at you.

“You know that, right? ”

“What?”

“The kids are scared when they're angry. ”

“Yes, it is. ”

Gene nods, glancing at Leona as if he knew. I don't know what you're talking about in anger, but I'm afraid of Jean every time Leona takes her emotions seriously.

Of course, now we're talking about something else.

I knew that if I had faith at a young age, it would not easily collapse, and for that belief, I would treat life as a side effect.

“Whatever happens, there's nothing we can do. ”

Gene lays a hand on Leona's shoulder, and Leona nods as if she wishes.

After Jean and Leona left, silence fell between the children. The children could not say a word because of the indignity that they thought their fame had been tarnished, but because of the indignity that they did not say a word against it and kept their mouths shut in front of the gun.

To be precise, it was closer to being speechless in the silence of the boss Truman.

Truan, who had been silent for a long time, said in a cool tone.

“Cowards make horses run wild. ”

When Truian said that, the children nodded.

Every word that Leona and Gin worshiped became an excuse for being afraid of the group.

“Yeah, if the bastards were scared, they'd be scared. They'd talk too much. ”

“Yeah, apparently he was a fake hunter. ”

“That's not the hunter I saw last time. ”

“If we had a gun, we would have shot him. ”

The children began to vomit gin and Leona, as if to spit out a word. The hunter was afraid of the group and did not accept the quest. So everything the hunter said is null and void.

Everyone learns self-defense this way. Denying gangs is denying their roots, and it was almost impossible for children.

That's why children gradually regain their self-esteem while being close to cognitive dissonance. By the time it spread to the atmosphere of laughter and chatter like before, it was time to escape the humiliation I felt from the hunters.

“We can do this alone. ”

Truan said.

“Send someone with the sheriff to Shandu. Open the storeroom and drive the group's cubs to the starting point tonight. ”

Regrettably, the gangsters' children were more likely to overcome the contradiction and control the will than to realize the contradiction. If Jean got it wrong, the kids hadn't created this group since they got into Shane.

Gangs like this have been around for a long time, mainly for children. That's why they didn't have anything that was the size of a local alleyway.

The children really had weapons, and they just didn't shoot Jean and Leona because they just didn't keep them here.

All the adult weapons were confiscated, but ironically, the children's weapons were not taken away.

That's why the gangs composed of children were the only ones with weapons in Shane.

“War.”

None of the children laughed at Truman's solemn words. All the children nodded with a serious look. Regardless of reason and logic, the children decided to fight for their honor.

In fact, gangs were Shane's dominance, and that's why they were a minority. Most of the children were children of merchants and peasants, and the children of the weak learned the power by looking at their parents.

The strong rule the weak, and Shane's the strong are the gangs. Seeing the parents curling up in front of the gang, the children bowed down to the children of the gang.

The gang's children are few, and the civilian's children are many. However, the strength of the adults naturally gathered around the children, and the child of the gang was the head of the children.

The annoying, arrogant bastards trample on them and no one speaks to them. Even the adults couldn't get into their children's world.

The children of the gangs flocked to fame among themselves, but digging a little deeper was a matter of survival.

If he was the leader of the gang's adults, the gangs' children were the masters of the children, and as the group came in, the system was completely disabled. Adults were still unable to deal with the disabled gangs because of their deep fear of bone learning, and at the same time, they were unable to implement the word "revenge" in the wake of a new group of rulers.

But the children had relatively little time to learn that fear. As a result, children have similar physical conditions, whether gangs or not.

The abbreviations became equal, and the dominated children quickly realized that they were many.

The vengeance of the weak was cruel. The children of the weak begin to flock together, and if they are caught wandering alone, they are brutally trampled. Some children had broken their arms and legs, and some were buried in cancer after they died.

With the emergence of a new power plague, there was once again a class among the children of the weak, and the children of the gangs had to be trapped in the building they used to use.

The reason the children of the three gangs were always watching near the site was not because they were afraid of other gangs, but because they were afraid of the children they once despised.

You hide in plain sight, avoiding the hordes of weaklings seeking revenge. Children flocked to prevent the attack on their mothers.

‘Hey, fuck-fuckers coming through. Step aside.'

Yes, my brothers are here! Take a look! ’

The children who had never even met their eyes once mocked in front of them, and the gang's children were angry but could not touch them.

The gang's children were so numerous that they couldn't even dream of revenge even if they were Lynch.

As if the abbreviations have become strong.

The strong who have become weak have no choice but to dream of the life of the strong again.

Otherwise, they couldn't even breathe because of the reactions they had done. Some are already dead, so honor is just an outwardly wrapped word.

We must fight to survive. We must once again make the city theirs. Even if they succeed in stealing it and are wiped out by the group, they have no choice but to do so.

The group merely dominates, but Shayne changes too much. Unified domination by mere existence fundamentally changes the world.

“Are you ready?”

Three gangs crowded into the ruins in the dark were facing each other under the night sky. There has been a long struggle against rebellion.

But they now had something in common that was the same acronym. Adults were so afraid of retaliation that they were so desperate to lose that they were sitting underneath the mansion and smoking hidden medicine. Adults have already had their gloves on.

The leader of the other two gangs nods at Truman's words. Truman was the youngest here, but decisive.

It was also Truman who joined the other two gangs. The other two gangs, Shandupa and the sheriff's leaders, were taller than Truman, but secretly respected him.

If they succeed in reclaiming Shane, they may fall apart again.

But at this rate, the gang might be united.

The same is true of the children of gangs who are tired of war. The idea that there was no reason not to if we could reconcile nationally was rising slightly in everyone's minds.

In the co-consciousness of the same weakness, children gradually realize.

Everyone was arming themselves with the weapons they had hidden. The weapon was not a single shot iron gun, but a smoking gun with a similar design to the M1 and Moshina rivers.

You could have killed any child you wanted with a gun, but the moment you shot them, you could have been arrested by a group of slatters. That's why it had to be the end of the line.

And the end will be now.

In the struggle between adults, the children hated each other, but in the same crisis, they had a co-conscience. Everyone looks at themselves with the illusion that they are doing something noble.

In the moonlight, Truman reaches out his hands, his guns across his shoulders.

“Today we take back our land. ”

“Yes."

“I didn't expect to be with you for this. ”

“No one would have known. However, let's postpone each other's grudges later.... ”

The three of them held hands, and the children surrounding them were looking at it as if they had been seduced by the national scene. After holding each other's hands for a while, Truman said.

“I'll explain the operation from now on. ”

From now on, it's real.

“So in this case, the Azura case requires safety.... ”

Ta-da!

Jin's group talks to each other in the middle of the night without falling asleep. Suddenly, they hear a long shot and forget.

Ta-ta-ta-ta! Bang!

And as the shooting began, the gunfire began to sound in many places. Jin mutters, making an impression.

“…… damn it. ”

“What is it?”

Ramfil approaches the open window and looks around.

Ta-da!

The roar of roaring beans echoes around you.

“We're under attack! Grab your gear! ”

“Evacuate the villagers! ”

“Move quickly! ”

Slater's guards show up on the streets one by one, and everyone looks stiff. Leonardo, who was asleep, ran to Huddah with his scrunchy head.

“What, what! You started it?”

“I think so. ”

“What's going on here? ”

Gene quickly explained the children's coup plans, and Ramfil narrowed his eyes.

“That's ridiculous.... ”

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

But there was an incident going on, not to mention how the operation actually worked.

“I didn't think you had a weapon.... ”

Gene looks at the gun and sees the children silent, assuming they are poorly armed. He did not expect to launch such a daring raid when his predictions were off.

Rather, it was not Gin who correctly predicted this situation, it was Leona. She was considering something that Jean hadn't considered.

Leona was thinking about how stupid and stupid people can be.

Boom!

“Looks like they even have chipmusters. ”

Not just guns, but also chipmunks for widespread destruction.

“What do I do?”

Jean is silent for a moment when Leona asks. Slater races to the scene of the gunshot and falls down with a flash of gunfire on the roof of the abandoned building.

“Unh!”

Slater falls down from a bullet in the calf, although not a critical hit. Jin could see a young boy aiming directly at his next target on the rooftop of the building.

Anyone can shoot a gun, but no one can guess. At this rate, I would have practiced shooting regularly several times.

These guys were as real as they got.

Slater Garrison has begun to cheer.

Tata, Tata, Tata, Tata!

People took a breath in the house, and the boy who was exposed was hit by the Assault Rifle without time to hide, causing an instant vent in his body and dropped down the building without a pulse.

Puck!

The corpse of the boy who fell to the ground twists strangely, and the slatters turn their dead enemies over and frown.

“You're a baby, right?”

“What the hell? ”

Slatters muttered blasphemy and covered their fallen allies to make sure they couldn't believe the child was mixed up in this random disturbance and began first aid.

“What a mess.”

Just like hunting, it is advantageous for those with preemptive rights in war. The lack of children's overall conditions led to extreme advantages just by starting to choose an exposed enemy.

The total number of slatters that dominate this shane is only a hundred, and the same is true of the three gangs. Even if the slatters were highly armed, the children born and raised here had all the conditions to make effective use of features such as Shayne's passageway and passageway through the collapsed ruins.

Kids born and raised here practically rule this place, but they're not familiar with the area, but they're heavily armed.

It was difficult to say which conditions were advantageous. But this is not a fight between the losers. So there was no reason to fight either side.

“I'd better watch for a while... ”

Gene stops speaking when he gets there.

“Something's coming. ”

His eyes changed as if he had heard it, too. As Gene points to the wall next to the door, everyone understands and sticks to the wall near the door. Leona pulls out her weapon and a shotgun between her legs.

Table

A few steps up the stairs were heard in Leona's ears. I just remembered that Leona taught me about the inn they were staying at.

"Kids. Count of three. ’

The relatively light footsteps made Gene realize who was coming. The children plot a coup and prepare a small revenge for a group of hunters who insulted them.

Leaning back against the wall, we can avoid gunfire for now. Since the enemy doesn't know how to get out, Gene gestures to keep everyone quiet, as if waiting. The opponent is no longer just a small gang.

Armed with a firearm.

And the enemy soon entered action.

Yuck...

Something rolls through the cracks, fearfully opening the door without a lock.

Degurr...

The blue faint light was clearly showing that it was about to explode. After entering, the enemy chose to mop up the room with a bomb, not suppression.

Very wise and deadly at the same time.

“Fuck!”

First it was Leona, then it was Ramfil.

Pot!

Ramfil grabs the chipmunk that falls before his eyes with a near-beast reflex and throws it right through the window. It was an accurate defensive action without wasting a single tooth.

Kukwakwakwabang!

The chipmuster flew out the window and shook the air as it exploded, and Gene stared at Leona without surprising the reaction rate of such a ramfil.

And just that, Leona nods as if she understood, and Gene runs out the door kicking. And Leona was right behind him.

Before the three children who were far outside the door to escape the explosion didn't think the enemy would come running out.

Boom, boom!

Bang, bang!

Saiga blew the heads and shoulders of the children with exactly two bursts of flames, and Leona put two bullets in the other child's head and neck.

Two people died without even screaming, and the kid with the broken shoulder screams.

“Aah! Aah! My arm! ”

The kid who had his right arm cut off because his shoulder flew off, fell facedown, missing his gun.