SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

4.

- Can't you give me back to my grandfather right now?

The messenger makes a run for it.

It's a cramped room. Flying to a place so inhumane that even one person could live, there were no human rights blind spots. Do you understand what a 3-meter giant mosquito feels like buzzing?

“Oh, come on! I can't give it back if I want to! ”

- You copied it to your skills. Then maybe you should cancel! I don't know. Refund!? The world is a different place these days, and I'm not giving you a refund!

“I can't cancel! ”

I explained how the messenger was copied. However, after hearing the explanation, the ghost came out of nowhere. I'm not asking you to send me back to the Sword.

Grandpa Marcus! Student! This teacher has been kidnapped! Your only teacher was kidnapped by a lung!

Even this ghost. I flipped into the air and began to cry.

- Oh, you wretched pupil. This is what happened when Marcus disrespected and despised his precious master! I told my sister to treat my teacher like heaven from the beginning.

“Hey · · · · ·. ”

I hit a goal. There's no fear of seeing ghosts for the first time in my life. Fear? That's something. No matter how scary a ghost looks, it's going to hurt your head if you make this much noise.

“Let's live quietly, please. Yep?”

- You don't have to live. I'm already dead!

“Oh, then die quietly. ”

Have you seen this bastard? I'm gonna die and badmouth the creepy ghost one more time. People of the neighborhood, look at this asshole! There's nothing you can't say from the beginning!

“Wow."

I opened my mouth. What? I've never seen a ghost since I was born, but these two merch tokens. No, I've never seen a Two Pucking Token before.

And now I've come to find out. I understand why the sword kept muttering to itself in the tavern. Yes. Now that I think about it, the sword was constantly muttering, but the contents of the soliloquy were forged.

Shut up.

"Don't be noisy. ’

‘It's too loud. I'll take care of it. Leave it alone. ’

99% of soliloquy is noisy, so shut up.

From the side, I kept mumbling like I had a mental illness · ·.

“That's why they keep muttering. If these ghosts stick together. ”

What is it? Did you just talk to me? How old are you now? How dare you talk ahead of me like I'm some old man?

“Damn it.”

I lost my shoulder without knowing it. It was really dark.

“I have to avoid the sword for the rest of my life. You can't get ghosts like this without gaining some skill. ”

You've been avoiding your grandfather. What kind of bullshit is that?

The messenger tilts his head.

- There's no hunter better than Grandpa Marcus. She's my student, but she's really old. By the way, don't you ever mention your granddaughter? He's usually so quiet, but when he talks about kids, his nipples go crazy.

“I already know that. ”

I sighed.

“You know how to use a sword. What do you call that? Show how many murders people have committed. ”

- Oh, detective Hye-in? It's a fucking garbage skill.

The messenger responded immediately. Indeed. Is the full name of the Kill Count Skill [Detective's Discipline]? The ghost seems to know everything about the sword's skill.

It's all about finding out if they're assassins or not. Plus, there's no guarantee he's an assassin because he's got a lot of killers.

“4091.”

- Hmm?

“Kill count hovering over my head. Number 4091. ”

The messenger looks ridiculous. He frowned on the Pride Statue. Somehow, ghosts look more abundant than living people.

- What, this guy? Are you crazy?

“Just one more day with you and I'm going to go crazy. It's so loud.”

- No. You're a beginner.

His face became a little serious.

- A beginner among beginners. Apparently, the error didn't work. How does a guy like that kill 4091 people? I couldn't have killed that many people in my lifetime by hitting the 99th floor of the tower.

“Because I didn't kill 4091 people. ”

- Huh?

I shrug.

Then he explained one by one.

“Here's what happened. So I actually hunted only one really bad guy who would later be called salting. ”

That I was killed by the salt.

Cheonan helped copy regression skills.

There's no avenging the saltiness if we just stay put.

- · · · · · ·.

I decided to come back more than 4,000 days later.

that the decision was made.

- What?

The messenger who was listening opened his mouth.

- Over 4000 suicides? You want revenge on him?

“Yes.”

- · · · · · ·.

The messenger is silent. He used to look embarrassed, but now he's different. I looked into my face with a thoughtful look. The appearance was very serious, so I really felt like the ghost that was chattering so much that the two-story side room was shaking.

- Hey.

You break the long silence and the messenger opens his mouth.

“What is it?”

- What's your name?

“It's the Duke of Kim.”

The messenger moans.

Why did you choose Grandpa Marcus?

“Yes?”

- As soon as I got revenge on the bastard, why did I decide to copy Grandpa's skills first?

“Isn't that · · · natural? ”

I was shaken. I didn't understand the intent of the question.

“He's the number one hunter of his generation. You have to have the strongest person skills first. ”

- so you can get stronger as soon as possible?

“Yep.”

- · · Answering my questions honestly because I'm not worried about information leaking anyway. Because it says on the skill card that no one can recognize me except you. It's a piece of cake. Isn't that right?

“Well, of course. ”

The silence settles again in a single chamber.

- Hmm.

Fluffy, fluffy.

The messenger roamed the air around me. I went to the left to wipe my face, and to the right to measure my height. With a very serious face. I frowned because I thought this was a strange thing to do.

- Let's see. It won't be so bad if you trim yourself. He's got a great temper. Improvement is also moderate. I know how to roll my head with my head. Slurp, indeed. Hmm. This much timber.

The messenger mutters to himself.

What are you talking about? ’

From what I heard, this ghost seemed to be the master of the sword. The priest was a soliloquy craftsman.

- Hey, Duke Kim.

Ugh. The messenger flew up to my face and said,

“Yes?”

- Show me you're hunting monsters.

5.

I caught a few mobs.

“Are you done now? ”

I don't have anything to do with it stuck in the back room anyway. As soon as it was sunny, I headed to the hunting ground. In fact, I came back a day ago after I was killed by the sword, so I had to catch another play today. I needed to go out in a lot of ways.

- Exactly.

The messenger nods.

- I was right.

“Predict?”

- Well, before my life, I was called a sword.

It's early in the morning. The place is sparsely populated with the voices of the messenger as no one has roamed yet.

- This is not where I'm from. Think of it as an otherworld from your perspective. Anyway, the same tower appeared here in my hometown, and I conquered it faster than any hunter in the east.

“You want something and you're proud of it? ”

- Come on.

The man behind us has been compromised.

In our world, we failed to break through 100 floors. It's on your card, isn't it?

I did.

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The constellation of the sword.

Rank: A +

Effect: From another world. You cleared the Tower of the World to the 99th Floor, but were frustrated with 100 floors in front of you. The grudge remained, and I was the one behind it without paying the bills. You can't physically interfere in this world, but you can interfere in the spirit of the owner.

Get advice on his wealth of experiences and amazing skills!

Except for the owner, no one will recognize the mastermind.

A skill copied from Hunter Marcus Calenberry.

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‘It's a great thing to think about. ’

Before I returned, the salt that had broken through to the 40th floor was legendary.

What do you mean, the 99th floor? The ghost in front of you really stepped on it.

- I just know when I'm good. How talented this hunter is. I can tell if it's awesome or embarrassing. That's why I asked you to show me how to hunt monsters too.

“Aha.”

I smiled bitterly at the messenger's words.

“Are you trying to find out if I'm any good with swords, too? ”

Why, aren't there many stories like this? A story about a man who has lived without realizing his talents and then suddenly falls into a cliff or meets a master and awakens his true strength.

Smoke (32227;).

“Tsk, you're wasting your time. ”

Unfortunately, no such luck came to me.

“I have no talent for combat. It sucks, it sucks. So when we die, we try to copy the other hunters' skills. If I had the talent, I'd be out of F class in no time. Would you have lived like that?”

The messenger frowns.

- What are you talking about?

“Yes?”

- That's a lot of talent.

Hey.

It was far from what I expected.

“Aye. Joking. Are you making fun of me? ”

- I'm not joking about this.

The messenger shakes his head quietly.

- Of course you don't have the talent for martial arts. He's got some moves. He's got some weight. Apparently, it will take a long time to realize the error by using the usual method. But regardless of that, you have a very rare gift.

The beholder's eyes were serious.

- You have no fear of death.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

- Just nothing.Absolutely nothing.

The messenger strokes his chin.

- Maybe over 4,000 deaths and the fear of death just went away. This is what I was expecting. You don't know it, but you're completely reckless when you run into monsters. I usually buy a little bit because I'm afraid I'm gonna die or get hurt. But you don't have it.

“Oh. Is that a gift, too? ”

- Of course.

It was an immediate answer.

- Not only is it innate, it's a gift. People can awaken their talents one by one in life. The hardest talent among them is overcoming the fear of death. But you've already mastered the hard way.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

- It's amazing.

I was a little embarrassed.

No one has ever told me this in my entire life. I never thought of myself that way. It was just so degraded · · · so degraded that it was treated like a salty insect, it surpassed 4,000 deaths.

To die.

That's my gift.

- Let me ask you something.

“· · What? ”

- You said Grandpa Marcus killed him. What were you thinking?

I remembered what happened to me in the last death. What is not yet a few hours ago. That's how I was able to recall memories and emotions vividly.

The night sky and the moon.

The strike was so quiet that I could hear no sound.

“· · · I thought it was beautiful. ”

It was then.

-Kuhahahahaha!

The messenger raises his head high and smiles. I burst into laughter. The laughter of the ghost was breathtaking, even though it was said to be a fanatical place, and it was still filled with the plains of dawn that no one had yet seen.

A long time later, the messenger stops laughing.

- It's fun.

The messenger blinks.

- You're not stealing skills, you're copying. That means Grandpa Marcus has another me on his tail. Grandpa and you. Which one of you will be the Hunter? I was a little curious.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

- I'll help you.

The constellation of the sword. The ghost behind the sword, who had raided the tower earlier on the 99th floor, looked straight at me.

- I'm not attracted to Grandpa Marcus. No, to be stronger than Grandpa!

Then I reached out my hand.

- Let's take the tower!

It was the moment I had my partner.