Hunter of the Perished World

The demon-hunter had no buttons to wipe out humanity, so he had to travel the world on two legs. Leona shivers slightly as if she were terrified.

I didn't think Gene was the kind of person who could say something like that.

“Then…. What the hell does this demon hunt mean? If everyone dies, what's the demon hunt for? ”

What's the point of hunting demons in a world where demons are gone?

“It's a human point of view. ”

“What?"

“Everyone thinks demon-hunting is for humans. ”

Gene glances at Leona with his eyes fixed on the frenzy and ignorance of that moment. The first time she laid eyes on him, Leona was frozen.

Living with those eyes.

Gin in the past, wandering the world with those eyes.

“There's no meaning to demon-hunting. ”

Just hunting demons.

Leona forgets her words.

I had a lot to ask, but I didn't know what to ask first.

Seeing Leona forget her words, Gene lowers his eyes slightly.

“At first, I did. ”

“At first?”

“Yes, at first. ”

For a demon-hunter, hunting is all you have to do, and there's nothing you can do about it. Gene stares at Leona quietly.

“I've done terrible things you can't even imagine, and there was no justice or mercy. You must be terrible at what you do now. This war will raise the dead and enslave the corpses of the dead. ”

Gene stares at Leona quietly.

“I assure you, I've done far worse. ”

Leona's eyes flutter. In a sneak word, Leona knew that Jean's demonic hunting was despicable and cruel.

“At least I had the dream of being a garbage man, but I didn't have one. ”

Despite all the horrible things that happen, there is something I dream of being a scumbag. But there's no such thing as gin. I traded as much as I could for a demon and tens of millions of humans. There is no justice, no meaning.

“I'll tell you if you want to hear it. What I've done. But when you hear everything I have to say, I don't know if you'll be there for me like you are now. ”

About the vile and terrible demonic hunt, Leona had a chance to hear it for a moment now. Leona instinctively realizes that she doesn't know what she needs to hear, but if she hears the story in front of her, she won't be able to move forward in the way she's always dealt with.

Is this a test?

Or self-help.

Leona was also afraid to look Jean in the eye. I wanted to break his tongue, which he asked me to tell.

I knew it would be a cruel story, but I was scared even if I didn't listen properly.

But retreating here is cowardly.

I said it because I wanted to know more about Gene, and Gene responded. But if you want to run away from here and see only the good things that you see in me, you insult yourself and your progress.

You cannot pick up a spit.

“Is that what you want to say? ”

Leona had no choice but to chew it out with fear and horror. Gene glanced at Leona and boldly replied.

“No, I don't want to say it. ”

“Why?”

“You said you didn't have to tell me you knew, and now you need an answer. ”

“Yes.”

“I thought you were leaving my side. ”

That's why I don't want to talk.

Just as Leona wanted to know a lot about Jean, Jean also wanted to tell Leona about herself. But I didn't want to say it that much.

But Leona decided.

I liked Jean's answer quite well.

If you're afraid to leave, Leona's the one who wants to tell you she'll never leave. Just confirming that heart is enough.

“Tell me.”

Nonetheless, Leona looks a little anxious.

“I'm not leaving. ”

So Leona boldly said, "I'll listen." It wasn't hard to harden my heart just by checking Jin's hesitation.

Gene tells the story of the time.

A true witch hunter hunts witches in a world played by fake witch hunters.

“The way I used to do it often was to lure a herd of monsters and raid the town. ”

“What, what? ”

But I could not stand it from the beginning.

The real witch hunter was cruel and terrible enough to imitate the fake witch hunter.

If you attract monsters to the city, it will split in two.

If there is a witch in the city, if there is no witch.

The city will be destroyed if there are no witches. Gene rarely survives because he drags monsters that fit the size of the city.

If there is a witch, there are two consequences. If the witch is able to use her powers properly, the monsters stop approaching and return.

In this case, Gene finds and kills a witch who will be in the city.

If a witch fails to use her powers properly, the city will be destroyed, but there will be survivors. Gene searches the ruins and kills any surviving witches.

When the world had just been destroyed, the early demonic hunting was no different than slater's human hunting.

If humans disappear from the world, witches are no longer born.

It was not in a stylish way. It's more of an extermination than a hunt, and Gene knows the Devil, but the Human doesn't know.

Leona stares at Gin dazed as if she doesn't understand. It was literally too cruel to understand.

“Why did you treat humans like that? ”

“I don't particularly hate humans. ”

“Then why? ”

“I just didn't love her. ”

I can't explain it like that. But that's just what Gene said.

“I used to have a complete darkbone in a different sense than I do now. ”

Gene was the only Dark Bone holder at the time. Along the way, Gene made other demon-hunters by handing out the darkbones he had given to others.

“The Darkborn was weakened as much as I gave it to him, but I had no choice. ”

Gene travels around the world and reaches out to those worthy of the Dark Bone.

The six demon-hunters, including Carls, Ashfile, and Taiwan, were the ones who handed out the darkbones in that way. And when the Darkborn was divided into seven, Gene was certainly much different from when he was the first demon-hunter.

Apart from being substantially weakened, something has changed due to the time it took to survive.

“It was around that time that I cared a little bit about human life and death. ”

Gene didn't love humans, but he didn't hate them. It was only the beginning that we hunted witches in such a cruel way as to exterminate all humans. Where there were no monsters to lure, or where it was clear there were no witches, there was no slaughter.

In fact, Gene didn't die wasting away in situations where he didn't have to.

In the process, Jean met a lot of people.

That's how rocks learn minds.

Gene learned a lot every day while floating around the world. There were many humans who had to die, but there were some who didn't, and most of them were in the latter.

That's why Gene started running his approach to witch hunting. Clearly, luring a group of monsters to raid the town is a waste of time, but there were no other advantages.

“So, I decided to use the witch. ”

“Ah…. ”

I knew what Leona was talking about.

The witch used the psychic wave, so the psychic wave was able to find another witch.

It was the least way to see innocent blood, but also the fastest way to hunt witches.

“I found a witch in a ruined city under a monster attack. ”

That was not Gene's doing. People's homes collapse because of monster attacks. It was common enough to be stuffed in the feet.

“He's got the kid. ”

In the city where everyone was dying, Gene could almost find the enchanted witch in the abandoned ruins where the monster was still ripping the corpse of the dead. And there was a baby in her arms.

Witches only give birth to daughters.

Witches don't give birth to boys, so a witch's child is a witch.

So Gene met two witches.

My mom was making the face of the person who realized that she was living without even realizing she was a witch.

Who I am, what I am different from them, why I did not die. What's different between me and this child is that they didn't die.

Without resolving a lot of questions, Jean reaches out to the confused witch.

What's your name? ’

‘Ahh... Arrgh... ’

‘I am a witch hunter. ’

‘Ah... ah... ’

‘If you stay with me, neither you nor your child will die. ’

‘Ah... ’

‘Instead, we have work to do. ’

It was coercion, not a request. She had to get up from the ruined city, holding Gene's hand.

The only reason she didn't die was because of the child in her arms.

Leona can't speak to Jean after seeing her expression.

That was the face of someone who still remembered an unresolved past.

“Aira, and Aidan. ”

Gene rolls it very carefully in his mouth, as if he were pulling out an old scar.

The woman's name is Ailan, and the daughter's name is Adilyn.

It was an unforgettable name for Gin.

She had to rely on Jean for everything. Not only the fighting, but also her knowledge and experience of surviving in the wilderness.

However, she was a person who had a very human level of morality and ethics, unlike that situation. She was neither cruel nor despicable enough to survive in the wilderness.

To be precise, she was virtuous enough to take her own life if she participated in such a slaughter.

But sadly, she was thrown into the wilderness with a child on a subject that was difficult for me to recover from. The only thing you can trust in that situation is one demon-hunter who approached you with an unknown intent.

Following Jin's advice, she was frightened to learn what she was about to do.

She looks pale and feverish as she sees her witch killed and drank her blood.

‘I, I can't do this! ’

She doesn't even know what it means to be a Dark Bone or a demon-hunter, but she knows just as well that what Gene does is literally no different from evil.

So she ran scared to get to the next town.

And that night, she was kidnapped by gangsters who kidnap people and sell them to the window.

And Gene goes to the gang and picks up Aira as if nothing had happened. There was some violence there, of course, but that was not a problem for the demon-hunter.

Gene didn't say anything about this happening because he ran away to her like that.

‘Come on.'

I just reached out my hand, saying that.

He stood up with a miserable look and followed Jean. Without Gene holding my hand.

‘I'll keep running. ’

‘Yes.'

She runs away three more times.

And I was three more times in a situation similar to being kidnapped by the gang, and each time Gene appeared.

Gene takes her back on the road without accusing her or insulting her.

Seeing Gin reach out her hand again on the third escape, she bites her lip and grabs her hand without a word.

The world was full of evil, and in a world without good, being by the side of evil was the only way for you and your child to survive.

She can't run anymore.

Raising a child, wandering around the wilderness was like a language cluster.

However, it was not that hard for Gin, and sometimes crying in the middle of the night made her mentally ill, and the monsters or slatters came to her no more than a nuisance to her.

Gene finds it easy to deal with monsters. Monsters attacked Jean because they didn't attack Aidan and Aira. Slater, on the other hand, was obstinate enough to go after Aira and Aidan first, which caused many crises. Of course, Gene continued to wander through the crises in his own way.

It wasn't just the innocent witches. Many witches built their own forces away from human society, or sometimes ambushed humans.

Witches born among humans inevitably hate humans, so such aspects were not uncommon.

She cooperated with Jin. Of course, there were times when she lied about not finding a witch even though she had one. Whenever I thought the witch was just a quiet person, I always lied like that.

Gene, of course, noticed that lie. And finally, he got the information he wanted.

Gene didn't trade on the life of Aedyran. I just said I'd kill everyone in this city if I didn't know who it was. And I had no choice but to tell Jin the truth, who was a child who actually knew that he was the one who did it.

Except for the slaughter, it was a day of parenting where there was no threat to safety for the Aedians, and a desolate coven of witch hunting for Jean.

She hated Jean.

And he hated himself even more than he hated Jean. I was even more angry at myself that I couldn't live without relying on Jin.

By the time she was able to use her psychic waves and psychic powers enough, she had already known that she could survive even out of Gene's hands.

One day, Aedyran through the surroundings with a fever.

Gene left without a word, and when he came back, his hands were filled with antibiotics and syringes. Gene did not tell me where he had been to save the antibiotics, or whether there had been a fight or not.

‘This should do it. ’

‘ ……. ’

I just said that.

The environment was harsh for the child, and so she was often ill.

But Gene has always found what he needs.

Sometimes it was medicine, sometimes it was clean cotton clothing, sometimes even powdered milk. Something to eat, of course.

It may have been to keep the hostages alive, but Jean certainly didn't let him die.

While I was walking with Gene, I suddenly realized. It's not that you can't run. It's that you can't run.

I realized myself not leaving even though I could leave.

I realized that not only was I unable to leave this demon's side in front of me, but now I fear that I might be killed if I leave the camp.

She hated Jean.

And then, out of absolute will and reliance, he finally found himself in love with Gene.

She hated herself just as much as she hated Jean.