SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

2.

Open your eyes, it's pitch black.

Even if I look around, it's just black horses.

It was a commandment that came back every time I died.

[Skill conditions are achieved due to death.]

[Randomly copies the skill of Killer.]

I was stunned and dazed.

Of course, I knew that the story of the Killer took place in the past. But I never imagined that the past existed in the Prelate's childhood... on the other hand.

‘The Prelate and Killer were his alumni. ’

I went to the same school. I was in the same classroom. I spent the same time. One of them stops time forever. One man stopped the clock all his life.

One of the watches broke.

The other watch is broken.

‘Why…. ’

Rage pierces your heart.

‘Why is it always the good guys that break and break? Why the wounded are still intact, but the wounded must die. Why does the world only go to hell for those who feel guilty? ’

Rage settles without knowing the floor. The emotions subside, but they don't go away. It was just a pile from the bottom.

My mind sleeps a little higher.

To the overwhelming waters of turbulence.

- Khh.

A voice flows into my hot head.

He was the one behind it.

It's the sweetest thing in the world, watching the zombie cub die. I've gone through all kinds of crazy things because I'm a ghost, but the best part is watching Kim Zombie fall. Ha-ha-ha!

"......."

Fifty isn't enough, is it? Easy prey, isn't it? Why did you use tricks to go up to the 50th floor? It's all your fault, you son of a bitch!

The messenger flinches.

It's like saying, "Just until a little while ago, I had a fight with Killian."

I guessed from hearing the tone of the messenger.

‘…… this man did not enter the trauma together. ’

So far we've been on a traumatic journey together. Starting at the [House of Hell], Angler, Teacher, Raviel. The messenger sometimes complained about the trauma and sometimes was silent. But he was always with me.

It was different this time.

I spent a month alone snooping around the trauma.

“I had a nightmare. ”

- Huh?

The messenger blinks.

What nightmare?

“Trauma. This trauma was a little weird. Sword Man, you weren't with me, and your tenderness wasn't even reproduced. Just like an error.... ”

I talked about trauma. Of course, I didn't bring it out of my mouth that the sword had appeared as my father. You're gonna bring that up and then you're gonna eat your hair until it turns white?

- Mm-hmm.

The messenger listened to my story and was troubled by my thoughts.

It doesn't make sense that I wasn't with you. I'm called a ghost because I'm a ghost for convenience, but technically, I'm a skill.

The messenger was right.

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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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Behind the scenes is a skill.

It has a lifetime of memories, but it is ultimately stored on a skill card.

- The point is, I live on you. Do I have to call you a mental tenant? There's no reason I can't follow you to trauma without forcing you to tear the card.

However, he failed to participate in the trauma.

"...... I see. What? Something's wrong."

- Shut up.

In a dark place, the two of us thought side by side. It's been a while, but there's no answer. In the end, the messenger got tired of the shepherd and became angry.

- Oh, I got it! It's annoying to think! Just remember the weird stuff and you'll get the answer someday. Hurry up and pick out his skills! It's been a while since I've been a horseman! He was pure constellation faggot. Skill was a dog.

Did he respond to the messenger?

Cards appear in the dark.

[Forms a skill card.]

[Please select a skill card.]

A total of 10 cards were created. A card matrix of silver and gold. They swooped through the air like wings.

- Here, let's search the property list of the dead! What the fuck, man? Those tricky skills were hurting by themselves. Hunters who hone their skills are bad luck. Bad luck. Huh? Look at this?

The messenger was excited and stole the back of the cards.

Among them, it was two skills that caught my ear.

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[Puppet Master's Parade]

Rank: S

Effect: There lived an old puppeteer in a world. The puppeteer was afraid of being loved by someone. But it wasn't strong enough to endure eternal solitude.

‘Let's make another me.’ I devised a puppeteer. ‘Let another me be loved. Let's live. With people, with people. And if you get hurt -- let's throw it away. "The puppeteer whispered,‘ Erase it forever. ’

There were tons of dolls.

Numerous dolls were discarded.

This skill is magic for the weak. The right to choose the memory you want to have and the memory you want to discard. You can make a puppet with exactly the same appearance and abilities as you. When the doll dies, another doll wakes up. Broken dolls can be repaired again.

Immortality imitated to you. Assembled forever.

However, memories are not shared between dolls.

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There was the secret of the slaughter.

"The dolls are all 13. ’

What happened to the body of the supernatural? Is the body part of the doll, too? Or the body is separate. Which corner of the island is sleeping?

I then eavesdrop on the secret.

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[Salvation of Torn Goddess]

Rank: A +

Effect: There is a goddess dedicated to a warrior. The goddess, even though she was torn apart by warriors, still wanted to be with them. The goddess was subdued and sealed on her skill card.

Goddess replaces memory with ability. By devoting your memories to the goddess, you can strengthen your abilities and power. The more important your memory is to you, the enhanced effect is amplified.

However, the enhancement effect will not last for a long time.

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A goddess, perhaps.

A warrior must be a warrior.

I'm sure.

[Goddess of Protection] has split into five parts: idols, pity, origins, sacrifices, salvation, and a total of five. I have taken the goddess of four branches from among them. The last remnant of salvation was in the shape of a skill.

- Hmm.

The messenger snores.

- I don't know who's super-killed, but I got a spooky skill set. Everything's ominous.Everything's fine, but nothing feels good. That's why constellations that are crazy about corrupt Humans like this...

I nodded.

“I've decided. I don't know what to choose. ”

- Well, it's too big a disadvantage.

The messenger argued.

- Just pass. [Puppet Master's Parade] Or [Torn Goddess Rescue]. I hate to admit it, but your skill list is quite complete right now. Except for the Goblin Upper East Side society...

“Goblin Upper Society is a skill that will fly someday. ”

- Flying will be your head. No, you've already flown in splendor once. By the way, if you add your skills here, you'll only ruin your imagination.

“Yes, I think so, too. But I have somewhere I need to be. ”

I must overcome mortality.

But my victory does not mean the eradication of mortality.

‘You have to do better. ’

Ask Killer to admit that his method is wrong.

It is not just my strength that overwhelms the power of mortality, but [my way] defeats [the way of mortality].

That's victory.

‘Killer.'

I reached for the card.

‘Le Fanta Ai Kim. ’

Thinking of hunters with multiple names.

Thinking of his first name, which I don't know yet.

[Selected.]

[Copy the skill.]

[Returns to 24 hours ago.]

■ ■.

Let's end our old nightmare.

3.

Back in the day, I was still not clearing the fairy tale world.

I've spent a month in lethal trauma.

It's not even a day yet in the tower.

Eventually, I had to clear the [Fairytale] world again. [Immortal Happiness Preacher] knew in advance that he was planning an ambush, so it was easier than before. However, it was also consuming my mind and health.

‘From now on, I need to rest at least one day and climb the tower.... ’

I've saved you a lot of preciousness at Savepoint.

“Earl.”

"Hmm?"

Immediately after attacking the fairytale world and returning to the Great Library, I spoke to the Earl.

“I have a favor to ask of you. ”

“What, what? The jewels of our tower. The treasure of our Shanghai. Tell me anything! I'll listen. ”

The Earl welcomed me more beautifully than usual. The mouth shaped with the letter w. Does it feel better to clear the stage than I thought?

For a moment, I remembered the appearance of the Earl in Trauma.

She sent me that text.

Are you really crazy?

I stopped.

“What's the matter? ”

The owner of the canteen tilts his head in front of him.

“Suddenly my complexion turned pale. ”

“…… No. Nothing, I'm just a little numb for a second. ”

I shake my head and snap out of it.

His comrade in trauma was simply imitating the appearance of the Earl. It's a fake. It's the same fake as the person in front of you. You're disrespecting the Earl.

“I think you just put too much effort into the book of revelations. Careful. You have to be careful when you're young.You don't get hooked even when you're older. Anyway, do me a favor. ”

“I want to write to the outside world. ”

I told you.

“It doesn't matter if it's not a letter, but there's someone out there who needs to be contacted as soon as possible. You have the ability to interact with the outside world. I'd like to request a letter from you. ”

“Oh? Of course it's easy. ”

The Earl pays his debts.

“If it doesn't matter if it's not a letter, we should do it a little easier. Which country are you going to write to? It's a little difficult to send letters to a country that has been destroyed by the government. ”

“It's okay. I'm sending you to the country where I was born. ”

“Quaking, if it's your country... Ah. The ambassador lives here, so we should be able to contact him right away. Let me see. Where did she go? ”

The Earl circles around. In the Great Library, there were all hunters, both of whom had tinnitus as well as us. One of them is found, and the Earl points to the end of the debt.

“Telecom, sir! You, come over here. ”

“... what else? ”

A middle-aged hunter approaches.

Hunter ranked seventh. It was a wide area carrier.

The news agency was wrapped around the shoulders of an authentic Indian garment. You grimace all the way here, whether you have a bad relationship with the erl or not.

“Let me introduce you. He's a telecom operator. I'm from the same place. Hahaha, you're from a different rank than heaven and earth! ”

“If you're here to make useless conversation, I'll go back." ”

“Whoa, whoa. Calm down, Mr. Brahmin. I'm going to designate a sanctuary to the outside world right now, so I need you to put me on comms. It shouldn't be too much of a hassle because I have an ambassador. ”

“Why am I……."

“It's the king's request here, not mine. ”

The broadcaster looked at me.

I put my hands together in the middle and politely bowed my head.

“Please.”

"......."

Telecom officials also gathered their hands to say hello. The middle-aged hunter looks around the Earl's face in turn, sighing as if he had given up something.

“...... I'd refuse to go to the basement if it was a cheeky guy's request. The way you dedicate yourself to the tower, I watched from afar, too. Commitment comes with a price. Let me help you."

“Ouch. I see you're in good communication with the noble. Pre-existing. Pre-existing. ”

“If you make fun of me one more time, I'll just go back. ”

“Oh no, it's not worth it. It's too late for human decency. All right, all right. Huh. I get it. Let's get it over with!”

The Earl smiles and pulls out his pocket. A small pouch. The erl picks a handful of shimmering powder out of the pouch and scatters it round the bottom of the library.

“I pray to the Great Mother. I beg you, do not let the scream tear your aspiration. Let me be by your side, let me be by your side. Here, the White Cat asks for a small sanctuary. ”

Whoa!

Purple Powder. The area the size of a pay phone booth was bitten in purple.

Then, this time, the news agency told me.

“Give me your smartphone. ”

“Oh, yeah. ”

I handed the phone over to the broadband company. The telecom operator bent his finger and tapped, tapped, tapped, and tripled. It seemed to have been triangulated with the fingertips.

“Pass. Continue. Noise is the sound that leads to someone, who is a person here and who was there, sing and sing all the songs. ”

My smartphone was surrounded by blue light.

The broadcaster nods lightly one time.

“Take it.”

handed over.

The Earl smiles with a single smile.

“Enter the sanctuary. Four Kings.”

The telecom company frowned.

“If you make a call, you will receive it. Send me an email and I'll reply. ”

“The call price is measured separately, but you pay for it! ”

“But according to our agreement with the outside world, all communications must be conducted to the extent that they are not contrary to international law. It's not gonna happen anyway. Even if you do, don't keep in touch about the crime. ”

“Well, if it's communication you must keep secret, tell me separately. There's always a path. ”

The two of them said without hesitation. However, he was teamed up with the fifth ranked hunter and seventh ranked hunter. Only a handful of people will have this privilege.

“Yes, thank you. ”

I entered the sanctuary with my smartphone.

"......."

And I pressed the [phone number I remembered for the first time since I was born]. It was a number I dialed in years. The human memory was strange, so no matter how long it took, it seemed to remember the first number.

Twoowoo... Twoowoo...

The connection was made for a while.

If the other person has changed the number, it doesn't mean anything. But he said, You'll never have to change your number again, so call the same number anytime.

That was not a lie.

-Hello?

I was speechless.

- Hello, who are you?

"......."

The tone is slightly older than the voice that cried on the roof of the trauma. I'm a little tired. But the essence remained unchanged, and I regretted why I had just contacted you with an unchanged voice.

Of course, I should have contacted you sooner.

Even if I had abandoned the outside world and started talking, I wouldn't have to abandon people.

“…… Prelate. I'm a Confucius. Kim Gong-ja.”

Silence followed beyond the message.

- Yeah, it's been a while.

Lecturer.

The oldest voice in my memory flowed.