SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

3.

- I'm sorry?

Of course, the constellations weren't the only ones responding to the death of the dead.

Wait, what... Are you sure?

The gray sky was filled with a dull tone. The head of the wizards who had just waged a battle with the dead. The so-called horse tower master was astonished.

The voice became the starting point. Slowly, people gather in the wilderness. Hunters escaping the battle between Killer City and the Horse Tower approached one by one.

“No way. Killed?”

“Who's that guy? ”

“Who is the sword? ”

“Shit. That crazy son of a bitch is reborn.... ”

People were surprised, but did not come at all. There was a vigilance in their eyes. The sudden emergence of a vigilance about Hunters on the Wilderness.

‘Dangerous. Gone before I get any more attention. ’

I struggled with tenderness to catch my sweet breath.

‘I don't know when and how I'll attack if I find out my moonshine is weaker than I thought. ’

I set a trap to hunt down the dead. If we had fought each other in full combat, we would have lost a hundred battles. The other hunters didn't know about this yet... and I'm glad they didn't.

‘Let's hurry.'

I carried the corpse of the fleshly nature on my back and muttered.

“Send.”

In my head, I thought of the lobby of the magnificent Great Library. Soon my body will be transported with the corpse of the dead. And I was going to persuade [the Head of the Gallery] to follow some sort of plan.

“......? ”

But nothing happened.

"Send."

He muttered again, but so did I. The area is still desolate. The blood of the corpse of the dead man was all sticky and wet on my back. Hundreds of hunters staring at me puzzledly.

"......."

Unexpectedly, an ominous premonition struck my whole body.

‘Stage clear has not yet been declared! ’

Killer Castle must have died. You still don't hear [stage cleared].

Why? What's missing? ’

I desperately reconsidered what was lacking. Is killing Killing Killing Killer Nature not enough? Since Killer is not the owner of the 50th floor, can we not be recognized as having cleared the 50th floor?

“...... What's wrong with that guy? Stay still.”

“Wait a minute. That guy's got a Class B Observation Skill." ”

“Class B?

While I desperately thought about it, the hunters roared. A tidal wave swept through the frighteningly solidified air. The fear gradually changed with vigilance, and the vigilance soon became suspicious.

“Don't bullshit me. ”

“Well, maybe they have camouflage skills. It's a minimum Class S estimate, but you can't be killed by a Class B killer. ”

“Hey! Somebody talk to me! ”

“Were any of these hunters active when the sword was alive? ”

I was sweating cold.

‘Not good. ’

The flow of air flows anxiously. It wasn't just because I saw the Hunters trying to get to me. One of those hunters will be more level than me, so it wasn't just because it was dangerous.

The sensation of [missing something].

Intuition as a hunter.

"......."

I instinctively looked around.

-.......

Next to me, the messenger grins.

- What are you looking at?

‘Tell me the truth. What do you know? ’

- I don't know what you're talking about. I've already given you all the advice you need.

Even as I said that, the messenger was dumbfounded. I caught a prank on my mouth. Dammit. I muttered in my mind and quickly recalled the messenger's advice.

Gongju.

Don't look at him as a human being. She's a fully functioning weapon based on what she's typing.

Non-human stages. Battle machine.

"What if I was a leprechaun? A man obsessed with calculating anything. 'Course, even if he did, he wouldn't have imagined it.'

My accident was accelerated.

‘Even Killer had a run-in with the messenger.

In the dream of trauma, I saw the face of Repenta Aim for the first time. Then the messenger was with me. The messenger immediately found out who Le Fanta Aikim was.

Where have you seen him so many times?

She's so lethal just looking at her cancer.

"I thought such a madman was born in a world, shucks. You're from Aikim.

I asked the messenger what was his relationship with him. Then the messenger shrugged and replied.

What a relationship. We had a good fight.

It was strong, but it wasn't brave enough for me.

That is.

‘The traitor fought and won. ’

Killer Castle has the power to be defeated by the betrayer.

Then, isn't it too strange?

I felt the blood flowing down my spine, and I saw the backside of it.

‘You…'

-Yeah.

‘People like you, you can't let them live without killing them. ’

Swordsmanship.

A crazy, but noble man with a sword and nothing but noble attitude.

The messenger killed my master. I was slaughtered through a righteous massacre. The teacher was beautiful, and she was as good as she was beautiful, but the messenger insisted and slashed.

- Huh.

Suicide was so intermittent that it could not even be compared with the teacher.

- Smart bastard.

Overpower a mortal like that... There's no way the messenger didn't kill him.

- That's why I like you. You have to be smart to be a hunter. Hunter has three qualities: Intelligence to think of how to win. Courage to implement the method. Ability to execute successfully. Smart, responsive, capable.

There is only one conclusion.

The messenger must have killed Killer City once before.

It's just, the killing didn't end there.

- He's a no-good hunter. Confucius, just like you.

The sky was split open.

“Strike Enhancement. ”

I will.

“---I suddenly look down on my way here, and I throw away a white flower. ”

I was able to avoid the strike thanks to my extreme tension and vigilance. I was enhancing my vision, hearing and five senses with errors. I watched the air flow sensitively, and I felt a single blade tearing through it.

I hit the ground.

I discarded the corpse of Lepanta Aikim. You abandon your posture, rolling around in a furious fashion, aiming only to get out of place. Narathagon. If the strongmen saw it, at least a new way to laugh and laugh, I did it without any shame.

In return, I lived.

Kuaaaaang!

The wasteland has been destroyed. The ground breaks apart, and wherever it flies, the strike hurls itself across the crowd to watch me. Unlike me, the hunters were not on all sides. More than twenty hunters have been slaughtered due to some negligence.

It was a momentary thing.

“On the way, I saw an old man tending a potted plant. ”

Someone steps forward. Gubbuck. His footsteps echo through the muffled wasteland of screams and groaning.

“The pot was small. The man's life grew old and small, and now it's all in one pot. I took a moment to look at the potted plant containing the old man's life. Life, regardless of size, could be so beautiful if it could be contained somewhere. ”

He was wearing an old hood.

“Strike. Strengthen. ”

A voice flows down the hood.

“Abandon the memory of the old man and the planter. ”

The storm blows.

[The Lonely Savior is delighted.]]

[The Eye in the Labyrinth is watching for new information.]

[‘The Eternal Plains Horse’ deserts his plan to attack you.]

Twenty deaths doubled in a heartbeat. Everyone gets caught in the crossfire, except for the shrewd hunters. The hooded man had a blind man running in reverse, but his limbs flew away soon, noting the difference between courage and versatility to everyone.

“I overheard people chattering in the alley. ”

The hood slumps and peels from the man's body because of what he did.

“I couldn't understand the voice. I wanted to understand the noise. Something that makes me want to understand, even though I can't understand it. I thought it was a sign of beauty. I thought the sound of the alley was beautiful. ”

Silver hair.

“I stepped on the ground on foot. The feeling of stepping on the ground was new. It was solid. Good. I thought people in the world walking barefoot would be a little better, and it hurt because I imagined being trampled on by glass. Those who wandered the world barefoot were good, but that was why it was going to hurt. ”

Blue eyes.

“I infer. One of them killed me. The person with the highest potential among them... was carrying my corpse. ”

Old notebooks.

“My death occurred in 153 years and seven months and two days. In the past, the hunter who killed me, the sword, was clearly better than me. So I added the rule on page 2, [flee if killed by someone stronger than me]. This is the message I received after I lost my life three times fighting with the sword. ”

The silver-haired man sweeps through the old notebook with blue eyes.

“I judge. ”

And he looked at me.

“You dodged two strikes I took. But if it was an unmanned Sword of Sword, it would have countered as soon as it evaded. The sword used to be called the Space Blade. You don't have the skills to go that far. ”

The sword that was kicked in my waist trembled.

“Hard to guess why I was killed by an unarmed man like you. ”

Constellation Slayer.

“That means you're smart enough to devise a way I can't imagine. Smarter hunters than me are dangerous. If you become more powerful than you are now, you may grow up to be a hunter with a sword. ”

Human weapons.

Those who even contemplate their own demise and thus create an extra body. Whether it was [clone] or [doll], or a magic trick borrowed from some constellation, Killer Castle, Repantha Aikim stood there.

Don't look at him as a human being.

That gentle bastard is a hunter. Confucius, just like you.

Like me, who never dies.

Killer was also a man who defended himself against death.

“I don't think he's a dangerous man to let go. Immediately exclude.”

Killer pulls out the yellow rubber band from his arms. Slowly, he ties his silver legs.

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

The world was torn apart.

- Welcome, Confucius.

The messenger laughs loudly.

A little bit of glue flew away.

- This is the world after the 50th floor!

4.

I raised the red error with power.

“Dammit! A doll! This is what makes a real machine look like! ”

“In the battle with the sword, there were no witnesses except for one constellation. ”

He looked at the diary and me alternately. It's good to just stare. In the meantime, the blow continues without rest. I did my best to avoid a wave attack.

“Because the sword itself held the duel sacred. Swordsmanship called it vitamins. But there are too many witnesses in this death. It's hard to rule out witnesses. ”

- Crazy son of a bitch...

You hear a muffled murmur in the distant sky. It was the voice of the maestro. It was indifferent to that. Killer constantly calculates his [behavioral logic].

“Therefore, choose a threat over exclusion. Listen. Look. Tell those who are hostile to me and those who will be hostile to me. I artificially acquired immortality. Even if you kill me, I will stand before you again. ”

-.......

“And he who kills me once will surely kill me. If a group participates in my assassination, I will subdue the entire group. ”

Kuoooooo!

I dodged a swift blow. The slash was not from me, but from [the corpse of the dead]. The corpse snaps at your waist. Insane. Killing nature, he cut off a corpse that looked just like himself.

“My declaration is not merely a threat. I kill you here to prove it. ”

However, his face was expressionless.

Like he didn't have any value in his own body.

“Strike Enhancement. ”

Killer rushed at me.

“Abandon all the beauty of the world. ”

‘Ah.'

I was caught up in the illusion that time had stopped.

A cane of inspection tore through the air and tore through the earth. I looked into his eyes. I was careless.

Pure madness.

An eye that fears no sacrifice, no cost, if it is to live up to its convictions. Yes, the messenger was right. He, this man, was a man who lived as a hunter, just like me.

‘It's me.'

It was pathetic.

I haven't seen Raviel--

Staring at the death that was coming at me, for a moment, I gave up my defense. I was out of town, but I never gave up my life for nothing.

"Do not kill yourself without my permission.

Do not die when the time comes for you to escape with ease.

Struggle to the end, even if you think you can't escape death.

I swing my sword instead of giving up my defenses. If it was an unstoppable blow, I had to at least give it a shot when I was dying. That was my temper. That was the deal with Raviel.

Aaaaah!

My sword intersects with the blow of the kill star.

My sword tore the journal in his left hand.

"......."

I saw a slight movement in the silky eyebrows of tenderness.

"------."

His punch pierces me.

"I admit it."

Big, deep, and blood flowed backwards through my throat. My eyes turn white. My whole body boils, and I stare at killing myself until the end.

‘You are a monster. You're stronger than me. You're just as cautious as I am. But you're not the only one with the next chance. Le Fanta Aikim.’

[The Corner Librarian sighs.]

"Kill me. I'll kill you now." Kill and kill again. Let's kill each other! Fight your hell against mine. I'm the last one standing. You're wrong! ’

[The Corner Librarian is ecstatic and desperate.]

I beat you.

[You're dead.]

Wait for me.

[Your current Hunter rank is Class B.]

[Skill Activation sequence changed due to increased penalty.]

I must, you--

[Warning.]

[Implement the trauma of the enemy that killed you.]

[Extract the necessary data from your memory for implementation.]

White was red in front of my eyes.

[Penalty depth is the prize.]

[Animal Skill (30044; )]

Distant consciousness.

On the other side of the world, I heard a tune as if crossing from blood.

Ding,

East,

Ding,

East.

.......

It was a very familiar tone.

It sounded like I heard it somewhere a long time ago.

"Where did you hear that? Where did you...?" ’

I tried to open my eyes. It was as heavy as a lump of iron in the eyelid. My whole body was pressed against the scissors. You hear nothing but a faint, dull bell, an unrefined melody.

Ding, dong, ding, ding...

And then I heard another sound.

- For the rest of the students in the school, the broadcasting department will notify you.

On campus?

-Except students who will attend night school autonomy. Again, the broadcasting department has notified you.

Lower education.

- In recent years, after school hours, remaining students have been seen in the school. For the rest of the students in the school, I hope you didn't apply for night school.

Ding, dong, ding, dong.

The bell rings again, and your voice breaks.

"......."

What the hell are you talking about?

I struggled to get away from the scissors. I didn't have to struggle, so I focused on my consciousness as much as I could. I felt my body tremble. When I tried to focus a little more on my fingers, something hit me on the head.

“Sir, wake up! It's a diplomatic mission!”

Then I moved as if I'd been freed from the restraining spell. I sighed and breathed. I gradually felt the contour of my body. The senses came back. The first one came back was the hearing, and then the time.

“Ah-ah-ah.”

You raise your head, drawn by the sound of a familiar smile in your ear.

“Lie down on your desk and sleep is bad for you! It's bad for the back, and most of all, I can't sleep. It's midterm soon, so I understand you're studying hard, but you'd better go home and sleep! ”

The Inquisitor was groaning and looking down at me.

However, something was different.

“…… Inquisitor? ”

The Inquisitor was in uniform.

“Yes? The Inquisitor? ”

He tilts his head.

“Who are you?”

“...... Are you a gold medalist? Another possession of the Inquisitor. ”

“Possession? Did you have a dream? Ahahaha. You read a lot of books. You must be having a funny dream! ”

"......."

I looked around slowly.

The two of us... were in the library. Even the library was inferior to the Great Library of the Worlds. If the Great Library is a quiet mansion, this is a cramped nest.

Looking out the window, you see a large playground.

"......."

Like a normal school.

‘Sword man. ’

I felt my mouth dry and muttered to myself.

‘We're in trouble, swordsman. Looks like the penalty just went up as you level up. I used to look at trauma as if I was dreaming, but this... is the Sword Man? ’

No answer came back.

I looked around again.

Hello?

It was quiet.

‘Hey, sword. ’

It was quiet.

"......."

And I realized...

“Here, sunbae. Hurry up and go to school. The student council president will be waiting for you at the gate again today! Don't piss off your girlfriend! I'll clean up the library, so you go first! ”

I've taken it to a new level.

There's been a different level of trauma going on up until now.