Limit Breaker

And as time passed, the sun began to set in the evening.

Humans in the underworld are the ones who must pay for what they have received.

The beaten Min-tae decided to go to the house of the Southern Palace God that had dared to attack him, rather than avenge Jinwoo, a body strengthener who was superior to himself.

He was not publicly humiliated, so he led a few of the disciples who could give orders immediately to the Dal Town where God lived.

However,

Pow, pow, pow!

"Kuaak!"

"Hehe!"

With a dull sound, your teeth snap and one of your legs snaps, bouncing back and forth through the door.

Heave-ho, heave-ho!

Then, as the dull sound resounded with the sound of the machine, the Medieval Knight in Power Suits threw a tormented colonial body down with his own hands, one arm bent in the direction it should not turn.

Since Jihad's production plant was able to intentionally adjust the quality of the product, it was a good place to bring a class 4 mechanistic knowledge-level power suit that was prepared for the military to wear when the colony invaded.

Kwadang Tang!

"Grr!"

As you curl vigorously, whether the pain toward the broken arm is severe, the colonial diet screams, holding on to its broken arm and screaming.

Kiiing-chul!

"W-wait... I... I didn't do it right...!"

Min-tae groans as differently as a sharpened, ferocious-looking face, swinging his arm towards the southern palace wearing power suits, but God grabbed hold of the folk's head and put his fist through his abdomen.

Phew!

"Coweeeeeek!"

Although he was moderately empowered by the warning that assaulting with power would not kill a single person, the attack alone allowed the colonists to eat everything they had just eaten.

Chop, chop!

God grabbed his head on the dirt he spit out and made the whole thing roll with his face.

Zzskzek-

Hearing the sound of rubbish rubbing against the hard floor, his face was stained with the scum of the meal he had eaten, but God did not mind smiling at the winner.

"Ten or a hundred, come as many as you want. I've got you under control now, but then I'm gonna smash every one of your heads in."

"Khh... khh..."

Min-tae nodded in agonizing groaning, but the god who was not this angry once again slapped him on the floor of the vomit.

Fainted by the continued pain, God showed his followers a game of jabbering, "Get lost," and they led him into a stunned carnival and ran out of here.

Afterwards, people who were surprised by the sudden commotion showed an apprehensive look on their faces in power suits, smiling as if they had the whole world and went back into their homes.

"Khh... khh... khh...!"

Excellent.

It was truly the best feeling to take revenge on those who oppressed and persecuted them with strength.

Vengeance leaves nothing.

Bullshit.

Those who have never lived in despair and pain at the bottom of a basement due to violence and nonsense.

The attention of the people was focused, and without the attention of others, they would have laughed madly and gracefully.

"Cough! Cough!"

At that time, when my father came out with a cough, he quickly regained his senses and approached my father with a cheerful smile.

"Cough! Zing…."

"Father! You saw it!? Now we don't have to suffer from them!"

The god who had tasted the sweetness of revenge for the first time shouted with joy to his father, but he slowly lowered his head.

"This is not the way... …."

"… Yes……?"

Immediately, God did not understand what Father had said.

"Don't take revenge... Cough! Don't do it... But... Cough! Cough! If I only grow hatred like this, I won't be able to turn back..."

God has no organization and no allies to support him.

In such a situation, if you continue to friction with large violent organizations, you will come to a point where the body alone cannot withstand the number of violence.

God didn't want to understand the meaning of Father's words before, but he didn't know whether the joy of revenge on the tyrants who tortured him with their own hands was so pleasant.

"… and those power suits……. I thought I was... cool! This Jinwoo person is disturbed.... Giving it to you without any training makes me feel like I want to use you somehow.... Giving him back his money and power suit... Cough! Cough!"

His dialogue was to persuade the Southern court gods to return to their evil heroes, and a flag that "Darkness" was placed on the mind of the gods.

If Jinwoo had whispered and conditioned like a good human smile and devil, the Southern Palace would have doubted him, but he revealed without hiding the nuance that he was trying to tame a dog who listened to the word 'because he wanted to be difficult and useful' from the beginning.

Moreover, I will pay all the registration fees for mercenaries for the rental. His rough-hearted, violent dialogue to work like a dog showed that he was honest and unfaithful, so he was a trustworthy opponent.

Of course, it wasn't very suspicious, but it didn't matter. It didn't get any worse here anyway.

"I know, he said he would look at my predicament from the start and tame me as a partner for his back. But like everyone else, he was the only one who reached out for salvation to get out of this hellish life!"

You want to use it? If so, I don't care if you get used to it!

At least when everyone's looking away, it's the only way to get out of this miserable, miserable mule!

"… the weather is cold. Go to sleep. I'll be there early tomorrow morning to register for mercenaries."

"Cough! G-god... Cough!"

God's father coughed as if to vomit, but he knew that his father's cough was not a problem that he could solve, so he tried to ignore it and put on his power suit so he could wear it right away in case of an incident.

'I don't think I can make money on this and live like a rich man. But, at least without difficulty... I'll be able to live with myself while curing my father's illness!'

The god of the South Palace was so determined that he began to ask for early sleep to register mercenaries, and the father of God could not rest while vomiting out a rough cough until late at night because of his child's worries.

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The next day, the god who came down from under the moon wearing power suits made a handsome face as if his face was being sold at attention focused on him.

Bam-bam-

"Hey!"

At that time, a familiar voice and a man on his face shouted with a wave of hands in the driver's seat of a medium-sized passenger car.

"Ah!"

After confirming that it was Jinwoo's voice that gave him hope, the god of Nam Palace came towards Jinwoo, who was waiting in one corner beforehand with a really clear face.

"Come to think of it, if you walk around like that, you could get in trouble."

Bang, bang!

He knocks at the door with his arm out the window.

"So I brought a used car. Besides, if you take on a quest, the mercenaries will have to find you. First of all, we pulled out all the seats in the back. Keep your Power Suits in there and wear them whenever you need them."

"Ah……."

God didn't think it would solve even such a trivial problem. He looked at the expressive face that would make him cry if he touched it, but Jin wooed as if he would stab with a finger drawing a V-letter towards the eyes of such gods.

"Mr. Park! That's what the man told me not to look at!"

"Heh-heh-heh..."

I forcefully laughed at Jinwoo's childish (not) pranks, but I still couldn't hide the touching expression.

"Do you have one license?"

"Oh, yes! I won it before joining the army!"

Just as the new soldier spoke to the sergeant, so was the young answer.

"Really? Well, that's a relief."

Whip.

He sticks the key in, opens the door, and leans out, pointing with his fingers as if to ride.

The nervous god disassembled the power suit in the back seat that had all the seats removed, stepped into the driver's seat, grabbed the handle, pulled out the wipers and lights, and learned about the car that would become his foot.

"The guy I beat up yesterday drove to your house, didn't he?"

"Yes, but how does that...?"

Jinwoo, who had left after the Power Schutzmann delivery, tilted his head to see how he knew about it, but instead, he asked as if it were a natural expression.

"Aren't you an idiot? I'll be more angry with someone who can't be beat up by a gangster."

"Ah……."

The god, who thought later about their vile habits, frowned and insisted.

"Anyway, since he's here, I'll give you two warning."

"……."

The Lord who listened and opened his ears and focused on the part where he wanted to warn us, after the Min-tae ceremony arrived.

"Number one, do not open the door easily in suspicious situations. When I go to the quest problem, ignore the nonsense like saying," Don't wear power suits and follow me. "The mercenary is not a very tight-knit organization, so it shouldn't be a big problem if he explains that he doesn't get unreasonable orders from the client to disarm him. It's not a Korean company in the first place, so it's free of pressure from big corporations."

Mercenary is a US mercenary company that solves unreasonable problems at the most objective points and is a well-known worldwide mercenary company, so no matter how intimidating a large corporation may be, it can feed Big Shock.

"Number two: never say my name as a mercenary. Never talk to anyone, never talk to yourself, ever."

"Yes?"

The first warning was understood.

Since yesterday, gangsters can try to retaliate against themselves.

However, I couldn't understand the part about not telling Jin Woo his name.

Jinwoo scratches his head with a slight embarrassment and opens his mouth.

"Did I tell you yesterday? I can't find a partner to back me up because I'm intertwined. Honestly, I didn't tell you the details in case you were scared. A long time ago, my partner and I caught an expensive monster and tried to buy it cheaply from the government. Honestly, you can't have two mercenaries standing up to your country, can you? So I had no choice but to give it to him at a ridiculous price, and his partner got pissed off and caused trouble and bounced back home."

"Ah……."

Not exactly a partner, but you caused the problem yourself.

"Luckily, he did it alone, so I'm not accused of anything, but the problem is that there's no mercenary who can partner up with the guy who jumped. Besides, I've been sneaking up on other mercenaries because I know I can keep doing mercenaries with my partner. If you say my name for no reason, don't ever tell me my name because people who have a grudge against me can get mad at you."

Although he explained it as a problem arising from his personality, there was a real reason for it.

'Anyone who knows about me may have a problem.'

The internationally renowned artan, Yu Noah, was a man who partnered with an A rank mercenary of male-loathing.

Especially if someone remembers her because of the peculiarity of the man she chose, which is famous for male-hatred, the problem becomes more serious.

Currently, Jinwoo, who had disappeared with Noah and her mother and Iscilia, is also missing with her side legs. If Jinwoo appears there, of course the information will spread to all sides, and it is natural that those who seek the whereabouts of Noah and Iscilia will come looking for her.

That's why Jin Woo ordered us to live as mercenaries on our own because he didn't intend to raise a baby when he grilled meat yesterday.

"……."

However, when he realized why Jin Woo had approached him, he felt his chest tightened.

To be honest, I had doubts that Jinwoo had intentionally approached him as Father had said, but when I realized that it was a problem caused by his violent personality, I was relieved.

Of course, there was a possibility that it was a lie and there was a suspicious angle, but even though it was old, using even expensive power suits made God's heart feel more comfortable that it was not worth deceiving.

"What, are you smiling? Is everyone's disagreement funny? Ang?"

Beans!

"Ouch!"

Jinwoo stretched out his arm through the open window to gently tap God's head, to see if he didn't like his naturally flashing smile.

"Anyway, I have work to do, so I'll be going now."

"Ah! Th-there...! This difference is……!"

When all he had to say was that a group was about to disappear somewhere, God asked the price of the car.

"It's only a second-hand car, but the price is nothing. It's a gift."

The herd that walked without looking back disappeared beyond the building as it walked along the sidewalk. From now on, God breathed deeply, trembling with the tension that he had to do something harsh to survive as a mercenary, the fear that he would survive in that situation, and the expectation that a new life awaits him if he overcame all of this.

It's time to die or get messy! I can't even take a step back! '

So, once again, he committed his life as a mercenary, holding a trembling heart, headed to the Korea branch near Seoul Station.

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Saturday stayed away from the computer on purpose to relieve snow fatigue.

I can see that your eyes are getting a little better with some relief from dry eyes.

But as I was writing, I felt the deja vu.

I felt like I had written this before, but then I had to review it for an hour because of the dezaview phenomenon that made me feel like I was cursed after posting it.

I'm going to put it up because I don't think I have anything to fix, but I really like the fact that I put this up and cursed the déjà vu. I just hope I'm mistaken.