SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

“…… indeed. ”

Killer nods.

“I understand your behavioral logic. You saw that it was impossible to defeat me with your own power, and you brought in a foreigner. The beginner who appeared to have just arrived on the 50th floor decided he couldn't mobilize external forces... ”

While he was speaking, a myriad of meteor showers were splitting the gray sky. Shya-ah-ah! Flames fired from far, far away. Thousands of attacks with enormous magical power.

“It was my fault. ”

Meteor rains started swarming faster and faster. However, Killer was indifferent. With an indifferent gaze, I swung the fountain pen and began to write something on the diary.

“In the future, we'll keep a strong foreign intervention in mind when responding to beginners. ”

“Crazy! Run! ”

“Did the spider cubs suck the pills together?! ”

The hunters around you react faster than they do. Pod! Pod! Like the essentials of the hunters living on the 50th floor, Moment after Moment has torn the scroll. The bald bartender, too, screamed at us just before he ran away.

“Hey, take it easy! Don't forget to write it down, because I'm going to charge you for the remodeling again! You have to pay for the scroll! ”

“I see.”

Tak.

“You have completed the form. ”

Killcheon folded the diary.

“As promised, I will do my best to protect the estramorwn from now on. ”

Finally, Yooseong storm came to my doorstep. Boom! Like a violent bombing, Meteor Storm destroyed the streets. When the storm of destruction was about to hit the outdoor tavern, some hand grabbed my wrist.

“Maximize visual and auditory hearing. In return, I discard my memory [1 hour]. ”

Killer mutters.

And a surprising trick unfolded.

The meteor shell, which covered the sky, was so numerous that only a small footprint was avoided. One step. Two steps. Every time he dragged me in and moved, the meteor shower immediately hit the ground.

- Aah!

An angry young voice echoes from the sky.

- Hey, constellation faggot! Why are you interfering? Get lost! The one with you has a grudge against our tower! If you don't want to lose the Great Staff and Chuck, just walk away!

“First, let's ask for a settlement through conversation. ”

Killer shakes his right hand. Then, the dust mist created by the meteor storm cleared up. I was perfectly fine, myself.

- What a fucking conversation! Get out of here, you idiot!

“I must protect the estramorwn here no matter what. Guarding means ensuring the mind is intact, including the body of a stranger. There is no compromise here. ”

He took out his notebook again with his left hand and read it.

“The Horse Tower is a very selfish group. Selfish, so they can negotiate based on their interests and losses. I am capable of serious harm to you. Negotiate.”

- He's our sworn enemy! He's the enemy of fire, war, war!

“Every problem can be solved by having a rational conversation. ”

- Hey, hey! Girls, if anyone has any idea what lethal memory is, report it!

There were tens of thousands of wizards on the broom. One of them replied.

- This is a promotional gem from the Watch at all times! Receive! Killer's memory is now 7 days away!

-Fuck, you filled it with grass for a week.

The sound of grinding teeth spreads.

Get rid of all those constellation faggots! By this time, the tower will be in position! Hunt down swords and lethal bodies from the first finger to the fifth finger! I repeat, motherfuckers! This is General Dongwon!

“... There's no negotiation. ”

Killer mutters.

The journal he was holding in his left hand collapsed.

“Search, Martha. Auxiliary search, combat. Detailed Search, Retaliation. ”

I looked through the journal. Then I nodded. He pulls out a rubber band - a yellow rubber band that can live cheaply in the outside world and ties up his long silver hair.

"......."

I watched as he slowly tied his head next to me. It would only take two seconds, I think. But I knew that the move was a ritual and a ritual that was only a matter of time before he died.

“From now on, I'm going into battle. ”

- Kill him!

And from above, tens of thousands of wizards charge in.

- The riders are surrounded!

Not all the hostiles rushed in.

- Singers sing in the back!

- Yes, sir!

The Wizards' advance in the gray sky. The advance resembles a huge ring. Hundreds of wizards formed five rings and began to sing.

A six-layer tune rang out.

- Oh, God.

The messenger said:

- It's been a long time.

"Similarity?"

- There's five spires up there. There's a constellation sealed underneath the tower. Well, it's a seal, actually. Anyway, I borrow the power of sealed constellations as a song, but the effect...

[Warning. You are designated as target for a wide area.]

[WARNING. The power of your error will be doubled!]

[WARNING. The magic power you cast will be rebounded!]

[WARNING. The power of your mental defense is rebounded!]

[WARNING: any penalties you receive will be doubled.]

The messenger nods.

- Well, it worked a little.

"Crazy"?

- It's called a spider web. That's why they're called spiders.

It was a large group of monsters who reigned on the 50th floor of the tower for over a thousand years. Wasn't the power cut down before the fight started? The man behind the spider silk that was ripped 150 years ago... must have been a monster beyond the monsters.

“---Strike. Enhance. ”

There was a human who fought the monster. It's right in front of me.

“In return, I forsake my memory of the beauty of the sunset. ”

The sword was summoned to the right hand of the slain.

Ilbo.

He swung his sword as if he were dancing.

The air cracked.

It was more like a hurricane than a gunfight. The blue orb crashes the gray sky. One of the six rings that spread over the sky was caught in the storm.

- Ash, rearrange! Repair!

- Fall back!

Hundreds of wizards have crashed screaming. Some wizards fell to the ground because they could not carry broomsticks. The wizards' hats scatter like black petals.

[Recovers a weighted penalty.]

But killing did not stop.

A blunt voice came from his lips.

“Strike Enhancement. In return, it discards the memory of the rain falling from the sky. ”

The sky was torn again.

[Rebound error power will be restored!]

- That crazy son of a bitch! Constellation faggot!

- Break the thumb loop! Detection Hook Destroyed! It's hard to keep in line!

- Sue, pick up! It's reckless to fight a meager nature filled with grass a week!

- Fucking constellation faggot! All right, shut up and charge! Charge!

The wizards shoot a ball of fire. The chunk of ice has vomited. The flesh and the roots of trees and weeds have grown in an instant on my standing ground, but they have caught up to our ankles. The air boils. The forest grows thick. The fog lifts and envelops your vision. There was so much magic, a miracle, that it struck us both.

And...

“Strike Enhancement. ”

Killer Seong only held a journal in one hand and a sword in the other.

“In return, I give up the memory of my children's smiles. ”

All the magic and miracles were torn apart.

[Rebound Magical Power Restored!]

[Re-energize Anti-Mental Defense!]

[Wide Dynamics will be unassigned.]

The chunk of fire is destroyed. The chunk of ice cracks open. The roots of the trees were cut off and the weeds rotted away. Blue winds circulated in the air, and the forest disappeared. After the fog lifted, the wizards were moaning in the next world.

- Break the loop! Ring Destroyed! Holding loop, destroyed!

- All the palates have been shredded, Matron!

- He's attacking the loops just in time!

- Shit...! Some punk sold all his secrets...!

I was stunned by the battle in front of my nose.

The wizards persist in their attacks. But it didn't work. He fought, throwing away the memory of the drink he just ate, the memory of the streets he walked yesterday, and the little memories he had.

Only one hunter stood against tens of thousands of wizards.

The exact opposite of you, isn't it?

The messenger smiles.

- What she's using is a kind of cavities. Zombie, the Shaman you use is based on memory. The memory of hunger, the memory of loneliness... Killing is the opposite. He's throwing away his memories.

The horseman opposite me.

- Take a good look, it's a level of fighting you're gonna have someday.

The law of the slaughter was confident, but it was condemned.

“I discard the memory of walking under the gentle sky. ”

He threw away his memories one by one. His tone was light and his sword was simple. In that sense, his fight was bold.

“When a man is in pain, he leaves behind a screaming voice. ”

However, every memory that was discarded by lethal nature was never light. The longer the fight, the more vivid the memory became as if the box was opened one after the other. It was a Pandora's box. A box where contents evaporate once opened.

- Killing is a week long and a day short.

The messenger said:

- I rarely remember more than a week. Because he leaves every week to hunt for the constellation. A week's worth of memories is enough to hunt for a constellation.

"......."

- You said you had amnesia? Technically, no. He's sacrificing his memory to do his job.

That.

To be more precise, it was burning his life.

[I can't watch the owner fight before the flashing car.]

My sword trembled.

[Sparkly recalls. In the past, I didn't fight like that. Since when, I don't know why.]

Suddenly, the wizard's army in the tower became exhausted.

The primordial rings have been destroyed for a long time.

At first, they formed a strict line and repeatedly fell in love with Killian… but did they also reach this limit? Daewoo is destroyed. The wizards are merely involved in a scattered attack.

- Sue, sir. Look at this.Not enough grass for a week...

- Because of the character we announced...

- If you get any more magical power in here, it's not just a loss!

- Surveillance has been making a lot of noise. Pickup. The constellations are detecting anomalies and keeping an eye on things here. We have a good chance of launching an invasion with a weakened breach.

Heave!

The wizard chieftain chews his teeth. She takes her hat off and crumples it with her left hand. The wizard stared at me with an enormous amount of anger in his eyelight.

- Sword... Sword, sword, sword!

The popularity of this body doesn't fade even after death.

The messenger shrugs.

- Look, zombie. This is the problem with people who are so good.

- I know very well that you have an alliance with him! Expect! Our horses will hunt you down, and our horses will do the same! Now it's just a power struggle, but next time, sure!

The wizards look bored.

- Wow... Recipient, that's typically the ambassador of a runaway loser...

Don't touch the pickup now. It turns into a frog and gets eaten.

- I'll kill you for sure!

When the wizards dispersed and turned the horseman, Killer opened his mouth.

“Wait, the steed. ”

- What is it?

“I still have 23 hours of memories. If you spend 22 hours strengthening your strikes, it is possible to destroy one of your spires. ”

-... are you threatening us?

“Yes.”

Killing was confirmed without hesitation.

“According to my records, you are a man who cares deeply about his facial features. It's a pretty painful loss not being able to get rid of me by issuing a general order. However, it is nothing compared to losing the steeple. Consider my threat. ”

-.......

The Horseman's face twists like a butterfly.

“For the next week, I forbid you to attack or manipulate me and this man. Attacks and peacocks are all acts and accidents that harm us. We prohibit both indirect and direct methods, and if subjective judgment is required, we designate the person exercising it as us. I do not approve of your authority. ”

- These fucking knife catchers...

“I'll threaten you again. Accept the Weekly Ceasefire Agreement. ”

Killer grabs the sword.

"If you do not accept it, I will fall. ”

I was silently sunk in a desolate wasteland.

- You... you, you put your name on the Killer Book of the Tower.

“Do you agree to the truce? ”

At the same time as the sound of kicking the tongue, the crescent field was summoned in front of the tender eye. It was a golden contract. He read the contract with a careless eye, then took out the fountain pen and signed it.

“Satisfactory negotiation. Now step back.”

- I'll bury you with me when I kill the sword. Killer.

“Let me make a clear record of your hostility. ”

- Boom!

The wizards turn their broomsticks. Like a swarm of autumn locusts, they slowly drift away, covering the sky.

The surroundings are quiet.

There was no one around here but me and Killer.

Killer turned and looked at me.

“I fulfilled my promise to you. Stranger.”

"......."

“But according to your observations, I'm trapped. I won the battle, but I lost my memory for a week. The power was very weak. Weakening this kind of power could be your intended target. ”

Killer City gravely portrayed his position.

It's like telling someone else's story.

- Confucius.

The voice of the messenger lowers.

Now he's deliberately talking to you to buy you as much time as possible. Don't look at him like he's human. She's a fully functioning weapon based on what she's typing.

"Yes."

I grabbed the sword.

‘I know. ’

And I stared at killing nature.

“That's right. I'll take you down. ”

“On the other hand, I can't attack you as promised. It is only possible to dodge or defend against your attacks.... dangerous situation. If you are the sword master or the former sword master, as the Horseman has said, you are in grave danger. ”

“My name is the Four Kings. He's the Bishop of Mahishmati, the Duchess of Ivanxia. ”

He opened the diary and wrote letters. Write down my name. Killer asked me, moving the fountain pen.

“What is Mahjoo? ”

“A knife that answers every scream. ”

“What is a bishop? ”

“The first sword to swing. ”

“What is a Four Kings? ”

I raised the red error.

“This is the name of the man who will reap you. ”

This time I asked.

“Lethal. Do you have hungry memories?" ”

“It's in the diary. But given my intuitive memory, no. I have no memory of hunger."

I nodded.

“That will be your legacy. ”

And then, I ran.