Possessing Nothing

Run.

Lee did not look back. The sound of 'Bashrack’ I heard with bright ears skills. There is no certainty about the owner of that sound. Maybe a rabbit I've seen bored in these woods, or a warthog... or something.

What's the big deal? I saw a corpse. I saw a corpse that had been sacrificed for a North-class hunt. He did not overdo himself. Confidence is about embracing one who has a rat's ass.

The sound approaches behind your back. It's not the sound of monsters. The sound of rabbits running, the sound of boars running. Neither of them looked alike. My feet are... light. I'm not a Goblin or an Orc. Lightweight yet fast, it's getting closer.

Human. Is this... a guardrail? Lee Sung-min's face ran distorted. It's not just running. If you just run at the same speed in the first place, you can't keep up with Seong-min's Sunjoo laws.

Was he the Moorish who hunted the oar class? ’

It's not good. It's bad luck. Suddenly, a voice rang out. It's not a running sound. This...

Opposition. Lee threw himself without hesitation. The acceleration that was running made Lee Seong-min's body flourish, and wedge! The dagger thrown by the man who was chasing you passed by while grabbing Lee. Kwa-dang-tang! He hurriedly falls, but he rolls to the ground without restraint.

“Huff!”

Lee Hyeong-min took a rough breath and jumped to her feet.

“You're a Muslim.”

The hunter mutters.

He was not that tall, but he was a man as dry as a can of sorghum. Both cheeks recede and die dark beneath your eyes.

“It didn't look like that...”

I didn't pick a good one. The man frowns and mutters. He didn't seem to want to back down from saying that.

‘What the fuck...? ’

Lee Sung-min postponed his frightened expression. Despite making that face, Lee Sung-min forced himself to be cold. Running away... is too much.

But I realized a few things:

The hunter's work is not very good. If his work had been exceptional, he wouldn't have thrown any memories. Rather, they would have jumped and conquered him. You don't even seem confident in memorization. Lee ‘heard' the sound of throwing the dagger, ’and avoided' the flying dagger. ’

It's a triple entendre. ’

Lee Sung-min's past life. Hunters who wandered around Goblin territory for a week and hunted Noh Classes have to be third-class unarmed.

However, we should not look ridiculed because it is trivial. If an impulsive kill holds a knife, it is man who makes it murder. The human body is so weak.

Even a third-class unarmed man has learned how to kill people. I don't hesitate to kill people. I don't hesitate to swing my weapon. It's only effective killing that counts as nothing.

It is no class to be too familiar with fighting monsters, and to have a natural objection to killing non-monsters. For those oar classes… a third-class unarmed man who wields his weapon and does not hesitate to kill a man is like an evil spirit.

But not for rational people.

‘Can I... do it? ’

Lee slowly raised his hands. Demonstrates no hostility Lee Sung-min's eyebrows twitched.

“What are you trying to do? ”

“Well, I don't want to die. ”

Lee Sung-min said a hesitant voice. He made a face, and the face of a 14-year-old looked good on him.

“No one wants to die. ”

The hunter mutters. He draws his sword from his waist.

“Who wants to die? ”

Gentlemen, a hunter wields his sword once. The blade slashes into the air. The user threatens the target. Lee Sung-min swallowed and coughed. This was also an act to be told to listen.

“Sa, if you will spare me. ”

Lee Sung-min lifts up his subspace pocket, which he tied to his waist. The hunter's eyes narrow.

“I... will give you this. ”

“What is that? ”

The hunter asks. Lee opens the sub-space pocket. Lee keeps an eye on the hunter's movements and tucks his hand inside his subspace pocket.

What Lee took out was a prefabricated window. A new spear purchased after a broken spear in a battle with Orcs. Heave-ho! Lee assembled a spear in front of the hunter.

“… what the hell is that? ”

The hunter's mouth widens slightly. You have a strong face and a deep feeling of surprise. What surprised the hunter was not the prefabricated armory, but the subspace pocket that pulled it out. It seemed to be the size of two fists, but I was surprised that a spear popped out from the inside.

“Sub-space pocket. I'll give you this... Can you spare me? ”

“Isn't it enough to kill you and take it away? ”

Son of a bitch. That's a reasonable way of thinking. Lee Sung-min thought about it, but didn't let go of his frightened expression.

I didn't recognize the subspace pocket. He... lacks understanding of the world. To be precise, there is a lack of understanding of 'magic', the principle of subspace pockets.

“Yi, this pocket is enchanted. If I die, it doesn't work anymore. ”

“You expect me to believe that? ”

“It's true...! ”

Lee Sung-min exclaims with tears. The hunter was unable to determine the veracity of Lee Sung-min's words. As Lee Sung-min guessed, he was illiterate about magic. I understood what this world was like, and I knew it was better to capture incompetent humans and take what they had from them than to catch monsters. So I wandered around here and ambushed and killed the weak-looking ones.

Magic? What is that?

“... bring it this way. ”

The hunter picks his chin and says,

“Put the spear down. ”

A hunter adds. Of course you do. Lee put down the spear he was holding in one hand.

Up to this point, it was Lee Sung-min's target. An item that shows the power of a Sub-space pocket. It attracts the attention of a hunter. Within it, pull out a spear to prove the Sub-space Pocket's power.

And he showed me the spear.

A spear, a weapon.

“Come closer. ”

The hunter gives the order. Lee Sung-min looks terrified as he shakes his legs. He's lucky to be 14 now.

I rolled my tail first. I begged for my life, and in return, I offered you a sub-space pocket. The weapon spear has also been placed on the floor.

That's how I got my guard up.

Can you do it?

It's not that I'm not shaky. If the cold is returning, but the numbers are wrong, this side dies. As long as it was impossible to escape, there was only one option for Lee Sung-min. Kill the opponent.

Method must be selected. Forward battle? No. Sung-min did not overestimate himself. The achievement of the Zixiang Dynasty is still 1 star, and the exterior being studied is not yet ripe. Internal air? Not good enough. If we fight with the right spear... we should hold out a little longer. But you can't win.

Lee Sung-min's past life is second to none. The opponent is a trio. If he had been carrying the body of a former life, he would have been able to fight in front of him without playing tricks like this.

But I can't right now. The body of Lee has not fully grown. Even after two months of strength, it is not compared to adult men. It is also impossible to cover the difference internally. Even a third-class unarmed man has more internal skills than the current Lee Sung-min. That's because Lee Sung-min has only been admitted to the ICU for two months.

Instead, he had experience, and 13 years of experience was very useful in the same situation. The appearance of a young child makes you proficient in lying. The target becomes cautious just because it is young.

The distance is getting closer. Lee Sung-min is a little closer.

“Wait. Throw it over there. ”

The hunter spits it out. He's not an idiot either. If Lee Sung-min was a simple oak class, the hunter wouldn't have been wary.

"Why didn't you run away in the first place? No, it's too late to think about it now. ’

Lee stops walking and picks up the subspace pocket with his left hand. The right hand drops down. Then you toss the subspace pocket.

A little higher.

And a little to the side.

The hunter reacts. He raises his right hand high and leans his torso to the side. to grab the diagonally thrown subspace pocket. When he moved like that, Lee Sung-min's right hand, which he lowered, rested on a belt wrapped around his waist. A throwing dagger was held in Lee's hand.

Got it! The Dagger is firing forward. The hunter holding the subspace pocket is stunned and twists his waist wide. The dagger grazes the hunter's waist and boils inside. Zixianqing was run.

I know! Lee Seong-min spread the method of sunrise and came forward. The hunter can't afford to swing his sword in a collapsed position. Lee Sung-min pulled out the dagger behind his waist and dug it into the hunter's arms.

“Son of a bitch...! ”

The hunter shouts. You try to scream. Lee Sung-min, who dug into his arms, unhesitantly swings his dagger.

“Kuaak!”

The hunter screams. He hurriedly steps back and avoids the fatal wound, but the dagger wielded by Lee's men slices his abdomen thinly.

“Die!”

The hunter has done evil. He sheds blood from his abdomen and wields the sword in his right hand. Then Seolmin leaned forward without thinking.

This street. Should not be avoided. You have to dig inside. A sword is a weapon that cannot be slashed, no matter how much you change the position of your arm. Unless you swap knives and take them down.

These are the three Musketeers. Inactive. Lack of contingency. Don't be embarrassed. The Pokémon doesn't know the target well.

Phew.

A dagger pierces through his left chest. The dagger dug through the ribcage and pierced the beating heart within. The hunter's body trembles. His chin comes down powerlessly, and blood rushes down his chin from up his throat.

“Ugh... ugh...”

“... Phew. ”

Lee took out his dagger, exhaling his swallowed breath. Pushes the hunter's chest back with his left hand.

The man lying on the ground flinches and faints. Lee Seong-min bowed as she drained the blood from the dagger. Then he searches the hunter's arms.

“… bastard. That's a lot of work. ”

Earned 210,000 Er.