I'm the Swordsmith

Sword Shop Alone (1)

First to last

Open this door and we'll be in big trouble.

“Oh, what is this……. ”

The young man who stopped at the door, Dowol bit his lip.

I got a job that I could barely afford after running around on foot.

I was prepared to work hard, even though I was a contractor.

Today I went to work for the first time and put on a suit for money I didn't have.

However, when I put the company door in front, the back of the head pulls.

“Oh, that's not it. That's not it... ”

I've had this feeling before.

When I opened the door, there was the body of my father who was hanged.

“Well, no……. Okay."

I don't know what to think.

A heartfelt escape opened the door.

Creak.

“Hello! My first day at work……. ”

Degurr.

Something rolls toward the moon, shouting at the door.

It was a human head.

Whether the hair has just been cut off, the blood in the cross section draws close, leaving irregular blood on the floor.

“ ……. ”

He shut up and stopped his head with his feet.

Sigh.

I'm so screwed.

“What the fuck? ”

“I think that's the last employee you mentioned. ”

“Oh, really? Hey, shut the door and come in. ”

He stopped looking down at his head.

It was a familiar face.

He was the head of the company that accepted him.

He smiles faintly, but his dead face is filled with fear.

“Hey, can you hear me? ”

He slowly raised his head.

The dead are the dead. And he was still alive.

There were three men in the small office.

All three were holding swords.

The prosecutors.

Two coffins around the prosecutors. And the woman who was still alive was on her knees.

He looked at the three prosecutors quietly.

Central, the horsehair man at the desk smiles.

“Is he deaf? Does this company have any disability allowances? Is that why you pulled him out? ”

“I hear you.”

He calmly replied and took a step inside.

Turn around and run?

The physical ability of the test varies dimensions.

As soon as he turns, he will rush like a hurricane and blow his head off.

Along the line, Dowol closed the door calmly.

The ponytail smiles.

“You really want to come in? Don't you usually run away screaming? Then I tried to kill him right away. ”

“Yes, sir. ”

“Should I just kill him? ”

Two other prosecutors, the skinhead, fought back.

His life was like a thread on their shoulders.

Something that I can't remember.

However, the ponytail spoke strangely more about the leap.

“Hey, we have to call the police. The D.A. came in and killed the boss. ”

“I quit.”

“Huh? Why? ”

The ponytail bites softly.

Why, 'cause cops die, too.

The prosecutor could have killed as many humans as he wanted.

When the police come, they kill the police, and when the army comes, they kill the army.

At the moment the 20-level prosecutor massacred 20,000 regular troops, humanity recognized the asymmetrical forces.

The only thing that could stop the prosecutor was the prosecutor, so no ordinary police or military involved in the prosecutor's actions.

‘Your country could be destroyed trying to stop the prosecutors from working. ’

Dowol examined the prosecutors as he chewed his insides.

In a no-nonsense novel, the Moorish and the coffin are mutually exclusive?

The Age of Swordsmen is worse than that.

The power of the government dared not stop the prosecution.

The ponytail asked more about the bounty.

“Aren't you going to call it in? Or you can get your phone out and call somebody. You want help, you want to leave a note. There's got to be something like that. ”

“I don't have a family to contact. ”

“Son of a bitch, you don't even help me with the neodrama. ”

A smiling ponytail looks away.

A crying woman sits on her knees.

I knew the look on his face.

The female employee of this small advertising company, she was quite a beauty.

“I have to save one of you today. But I'm very concerned about who to save. ”

“Sal, save me……. ”

The woman wept and said.

On the contrary, Dowol shut up.

The prosecutor usually considers a man's life to be nothing.

“Huh. Him. Kill, work. Y-yo. Al, ah. Right. Tongue. W. Th... ”

The ponytail pointed fingers at the footsteps and the female employee.

The attitude of seeing a man's life in Paris.

The woman squeals, but the escape is calm.

“Yo."

And his fingers pointed to a leap.

The ponytail stares at the bounty.

“Aren't you going to ask for help? ”

“Will you let me live? ”

“…… you rascal, you're arrogant when you say that? ”

One of the skinheads strides out with a glare.

But the ponytail shakes its head.

“That's odd. Is there a common man like this? Isn't it normal to pray for your hands and feet to save your life? Or what, you think pretending to be a virgin is gonna save your life? ”

“I think I'm going to pee because I'm scared. Can I go to the bathroom for a while?" ”

The three prosecutors, the serious answer of the dodge, opened their mouths because it was ridiculous.

Fireworks.

The ponytail grabs the boat and laughs.

“What, what? What the fuck is this? Are you joking? Or don't you get the vibe? Are you just crazy?”

“I've always wondered that. I'm scared to death, but his tongue keeps spinning, and he's crazy. ”

The horse's head laughs at his desk as he talks about it seriously all the time.

“Oh, I've never seen this jerk before. What is this, some kind of company? What did you do before you got here? ”

“I did a lot of business. The last one was a phone arm. ”

“Oh, that's why your tongue works so well in a yard like this. ”

The ponytail giggles and nods.

“Okay, admit it. I admit, it's been a long time. ”

The ponytail said.

“You're going to live. So go back and write something on the Internet. I met with the D.A. today, and he was fucking scared, so what's the concept? Anyway, go check it out. By the way, I am a free man of Blue Pang. Han Ga Wol saved my life by giving me such a big life. ”

He said that and filled the body underneath the desk with his feet.

“Oh, by the way, since it's your first day on the job, you should know why they're all dead. I hear the head of this company did something to upset you. Did I mention I lost my payment? ”

“He made a mistake at the bar. He was being rude.”

As the skinhead corrects, he nods.

“If you're rude, you'll die. Anyway, what's so important about the details? I don't know why, but I killed him for a reason. ”

Hangawol said that, then jabbered towards the woman.

“Hey, kill it. ”

“Sir.”

“Why?”

Skinhead cautiously said.

“…… isn't this woman pretty? ”

“So what? ”

He looked ridiculous.

After the skinhead shut up, his eyes widened.

“No, this guy's crazy. You son of a bitch. What time is it, man or woman discrimination? Here, look! You killed the man's boss, you killed the man's employee. What, because she's a pretty girl? I don't accept this kind of discrimination. ”

He stepped down from his desk and lifted his knife in front of the woman.

“Kill a man or a woman. ”

“Sa, save……. ”

“Thank you for another murder for today. ”

Hangawol slapped the sword.

Blood splattered.

With a smile on my face, I cut the sign.

“Amen."

“ ……. ”

Dowol saw the process quietly.

The woman was dead, and I didn't feel like I was alive, and I didn't know what was going to happen next.

A little tongue roll? He was going to die anyway.

It just happened to work. Even though Hangawol turned his words upside down, it was not strange.

Hangawol looked back at the dodge.

I've been watching it for a long time, and I smiled.

“What are you doing? Get out of here. Forever.”

“Can I go? ”

“I can't get you your severance pay. ”

He bowed and retreated.

The door is closed.

I looked at the closed door for a long time.

“Sir? What's the matter? ”

“It's usually right to send one back alive. The rumors need to be spread to reduce the number of cubs close to the prosecutor. But……. ”

Hangawol grabbed the rolling man's head and threw it at the skinhead.

The skinhead bends reflexively and avoids.

“You're avoiding?”

“…… Brother? Did I do something wrong? ”

The skinhead is frozen.

Hangawal turned to the other skinheads and asked.

“Did you see me dodging him? ”

“Oh, yeah. I saw it.”

“It's normal to avoid your three-level prosecutors. It's unclean and unpleasant when people's heads fly in. ”

Hangawol said badly.

“But then his boss's head rolled over, and he just stood there. Treating people's heads like soccer balls, normal people never do. ”

“…… Oh, right. ”

“That's not a normal kid, I hear. Should I follow him and kill him?”

He shakes his head.

“Don't you know why you've become a prosecutor? ”

“Yes?”

“That's it... ”

“Oh, there you go. I heard it anyway. But just in case, find out where he lives. I'll have the paperwork here at work. ”

He sprinkled his sword lightly into the air and drained the blood.

He said lightly, as he put the sword in.

“Hey, what's for lunch? ”

Xinrim-dong High Temple.

As soon as he came to work, he went home forever, and immediately returned to his room.

Dowol, who had not been colored all along, had to lock the door and sigh for a long time.

“Ah... I thought you were really going to die. ”

When it comes to prosecution, the common man dies in broad daylight.

So everyone has to go under the prosecutor's protection to survive.

But the president was out of the eyes of the prosecutors and the company became a bloodbath.

“Then you have nothing to say even if you die.... ”

In broad daylight, people get stabbed to death, cops get their hands on it, and how does the world work?

Not in Seoul, but in another city or immigration?

Wherever the Earth is now, it looks like this.

In fact, Seoul has good security among them.

“Maybe……. ”

She sat in bed and did some searching on her cell phone.

In broad daylight, the company turned into a bloodbath. Any word on what just happened?

I looked, and I didn't say a word.

The press keeps their eyes and mouth shut to the prosecutors.

What if the prosecutors jump in and kill the wrong article?

In fact, there was such a situation, and the press now dares not speak a word about the prosecution.

“What a time.... ”

This is the era of the sword, which began with the death of the greatest president in the world.

A time when the man with the sword had everything, and the man without the sword breathed and fell facedown.

Now, the common man doesn't just want the protection of the police, the army, and the state, but the protection of the prosecutor.

He threw away his cell phone and got caught up in his thoughts.

“Now what. ”

The joy of being alive for a moment, the future is endless.

My job just flew away overnight.

Savings ends this month.

“Oh, I even bought a suit... Will this be refunded?”

He smelled the blood on his suit.

I smell sweat.

He took off his suit to see if there was any blood.

“First I'll refund this, then I'll find a new job……. ”

Let's hope the next job looks good on the D.A. 's eyes.

Dozens, looking at the suit, muttered to themselves.

“What should I do? If I don't have the strength, I won't say anything..." ”

< Isn't it a little harsh to be wearing panties from the first meeting?

You hear a strange sound in his ears.

Of course he was alone in the high school room.

Dowolwol slowly looked around the room.

And next to him, I found an elongated object leaning against the bed wall.

It was definitely something I had not seen before.

< That's right.

There is a sword.