Level up from class F

The bottle and syringe from which the label was torn off are crowded behind the chair. He rubs his hands together and looks at Harry and Ramiscil as he begins to imagine which ingredients to cook with.

The goodwill could not understand Harry and Ramsyl, who carelessly trusted others. Even if you believed that you were going to be strong with a monster's chakra, the right thing to do is to keep an eye on Bradley Herbert while being supplied with one by one.

But it wasn't that I didn't understand either. Thinking a little bit about Harry and Ramsyl, the answer came out. None of them would want to give up their chances for the other. The moment I learned about Leonid and Michaels' chakra, and the moment I learned that I could take it out and inject it into myself, it would have felt like a punishment to them. That's why Bradley Herbert would lie comfortably on the chair and enjoy the time without even knowing that Bradley Herbert was trapping them under his feet.

When I thought about it, I now had another question. What I didn't understand was Bradley Hubert. Why are you disabling them as your allies? It didn't seem like it was just a bad timing, not knowing that a profit would come. If it was a mistake in timing, it was right to do anything to wake them up again. However, Bradry Herbert felt no sense of urgency. He glanced at the profit with a relaxed look.

"It should be easy to deal with these guys. They can move around with just one hand, without setting traps. They're so simple. Sometimes all you have to do is say a compliment."

Profit Constitution said.

"Just like you did to me."

Bradley Herbert twists his lips and smiles. You appear to be waking up from a vision sooner than I thought.

"Maybe Ramiscil was right. You seem like a very interesting person. I agree with what you said at first. These guys are lousy losers. I wish I could join you instead of these people. But people like me have a habit of finding partners among people who are less than me. These people make me feel superior."

"Excellent choice, if that's the case. Not many humans can make you feel superior like those idiots."

Bradley Herbert giggles and laughs at what he has to say. I thought it was just a laugh like me, and profits were waiting for time.

“I don't think you have anything for me. So we don't have to stare at it for this long? ”

Bradley Hubert said:

"Maybe you should think about it more creatively? The moment you decide to go out in the same boat with these guys, you decide to stay in the second half of your life."

"Do I have a choice?"

"What about Clan A?"

Profit Court says Bradley Herbert smiles that don't seem pure.

"The alternative. Of what I can use. The clan that disappears tomorrow is not an alternative."

Bradley Hubert said:

"Is that the fate of Clan A?"

"Already. It's begun. It's only a matter of time before the president and the head of the Hunter Association make a decision."

He smiles confidently.

"I made a proposal to the president. The United States has informed us that there is no longer a significant cost to Clan A. They told us we had our A-rank hunters, and I had a way to make those A-rank hunters stronger than ever. We shouldn't have a host of monsters. and tempting conditions for the president. The president is about to abandon clan A."

Hearing Bradley Herbert's words, he smiles. He knew the merits of why he had to talk about it. This man is dying to be praised. I'm dying to be recognized. Humans like Bradley Herbert can't stand the fact that they've done something so great without an audience. This man is clearly different from the humans who secretly kill pigeons and hide the pigeon body in a space only known to them. Someone who needs an audience.

While he realized that and laughed, Bradley Herbert did not know why he was smiling and was uncomfortable watching him smile. Ununderstood reactions cause discomfort. And sometimes that discomfort is more stressful than any torture. But Bradley Herbert tried to deny what he felt. He continued to exaggerate his confidence.

"And I sent him footage of those two injecting their chakras into Harry and Ramsyl to let him know everything was going as I planned. As if I knew what I needed, they both suffered so badly that they took Chakra away. If you had seen that, you would have realized what the trend was."

"Great news. I see. Lamissil was right. You're the one who threw the ball. You're the one training the hunters. You control the world while Hunters just stare at the ball and wait for it to fly, then run off to retrieve it. It's cool."

The profit constitution saw the slight tremor in Bradley Herbert's mouth. Bradley Herbert wanted to laugh because he liked the words, but he didn't think it was time to smile yet.

"Are you satisfied with this? '

He thought, looking at his face.

"So, you decided to give it to me, and what did you demand?"

"Well, I can't imagine what I'm going to get, so I pass the ball to you. I'll give you what you can."

"If you don't like the offer, then the negotiations are off?" "

"If you see what they have to offer, you can raise the quantity or position and ask for it."

"Good thinking. That looks like a pretty well-crafted script. People will remember your name for a long time, and you may take the job, and you may even win a Nobel Prize. You could give a speech at the International Organization, and you could stand up and mediate the country's conflict. Not to mention that the policies of many countries are changed by one word you say. Given the immense wealth and influence you're about to receive, that's not going to happen."

Bradley Herbert felt his heartbeat accelerate, as words from his mouth had already come true for Bradley Herbert.

"Your children will inherit the castle of Herbert, and every time they say their name at a party or an important position, they will hear, 'Is that Herbert?' And they said," Yes, my father is Bradley Hubert. I'll say. "As a man. I think it's a dream life. That's how much I'd say I've succeeded. Bravo, that's amazing."

Bradley Herbert struggled to stay nervous as he held on to the idea of flying.

"I like that person. Much better than Harry and Ramsay. Good. That's acceptable. No matter what you decide. All right, I'll take it."

Profit Constitution said.

"Thank you."

Bradley Herbert thinks it's not an ambassador for the villain, but he stands still, unable to undo what he said.

"I'll do it without pain."

That was the last of Bradley Herbert's generosity for profit. It wasn't that hard if only he decided to run away from it. Bradley Herbert had hopefully thought that the profit-generating body was now being poisoned by a monster's poison needle, but that was not the case. The benefit could still be ripped apart by Bradley Herbert's pig-like body and escorted there by hunters.

But that was not the end he had set in motion. If I leave Harry and Ramiscil lying in front of him like this, I can't shake the thought of them grabbing Clan A and Sehyun's ankles again. If it's already been discussed with the U.S. government, the U.S. government might be able to cooperate with Harry and Ramiel. If that were to happen, the matter could have been taken so seriously that I could not be sure.

'I'm right about these guys.'

Profit Constitution summarized the idea. I thought it would be better to kill Harry and Ramsyl, and to end his complicated life here. For once in my life, I thought about taking responsibility. It was the final decision of the Charity that if he died responsible for everything, he would be able to finish the job without affecting Clan A.

Even the United States government, if they find out that the last two Class A Hunters who were holding them were flying away at the same time, they won't be able to take it out on Clan A, Clan A, and the Extreme Hunter...

Suddenly, the thought of wanting to be together in their future was pushed up underneath their chest. He shakes his head. At this moment, I thought it was the worst thing that could happen to my nose.

'Fools, have you learned anything? Even if you haven't figured it out yet, there's nothing you can do.'

I thought about Tae Yin and Kanghyun. I didn't want to think about Sun-nyeong, so I was forcibly thinking about them.

At that moment, Bradley Herbert picks up and fires four guns that were next to him. It was an unimaginable speed and tremendous thrust to see his huge body. There is no hesitation. Even if it was a deadly weapon, not four, he doesn't seem to be hesitant at the crucial moment.

The profits were caught in the net. The four cases were created ambitiously in the Extreme Hunter in order to capture the Kremlin Hunter. Once I got caught in that net, I couldn't get out, even if it was a Hunter, and I couldn't break the rope. The idea that the net that prevented the profits from spreading now was an extreme hunter product for Sunyoung suddenly burst into laughter. Bradley Herbert's face is filled with laughter that predicts victory.

The tighter the net, the tighter the profit constitution was. Bradley Herbert laughs out loud as he enjoys watching him continue his pointless resistance. Bradley Herbert couldn't have known what he was hoping to gain.

"Are you having fun?"

The low voice of the profit constitution resounded strangely. Bradley Herbert saw the benefit of the hedge smiling at me. It was a terrifying smile.

"Did you have fun?" he asked. You Armani pig. "

Profit Constitution said.

"I didn't come all the way out here to get you."

He was still covered in nets, but he didn't seem to doubt that he could escape the situation. Bradley Herbert turns his head, realizing something was wrong, but it was too late to turn back.

“What are you looking at? This?”

You hear Yaroslav's voice. Yaroslav's hands press firmly into Bradley Herbert's ears. As you twist your neck, Bradley Herbert's neck turns to the side. His joints were well out of reach.