SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

“I'd like to hear what the others have to say. ”

The Inquisitor told his colleagues.

“Will you surrender to me? Or will you follow the Four Kings against me? Aha. I like either one. ”

“…… Isn't this treason? ”

Black Dragon Juice covers your forehead. I wonder if the headache is tingling. She has a long history of psychopaths.

“We swore no hostility to each other. Once that night. Once when you break the 28th floor with the Four Kings. I thought the same oath would become heavier if it was overlapped twice... ”

“Not this time! Whether I win or you win, the stage will be cleared. Either way, we win. There is disagreement on how to win! ”

“Ahh..."

“I will stand behind the Four Kings. ”

The swordsman said.

“I'm tired of my life chasing quick results, and I came into the tower. I don't want to come here and go back to the way things were. The Holy Spirit. I politely advised you to surrender, but I politely refused. ”

Your colleagues step forward one by one. Buck, buck, buck. The Inquisitor smiled and watched as he walked.

“Aha.”

Five people stood behind me.

“Indeed! I am desperate for credit! ”

No one stands behind the Inquisitor.

Yesterday, a few people joined the Inquisitor. The Earl said so, but no one has sided with the Inquisitor now, after a day looking into the situation of their own kind.

“You are not without credit. ”

The paladin said.

“We all know you're a great guild leader. And I know you're gonna be the worst parent ever. Children resemble parents. I can't believe I'm leaving you with all the kids... I'd rather leave it to the Serpent. ”

“Huh? Why are you touching me again? ”

“A compliment. You'll make a better parent than the Inquisitor. ”

“Hey... what a compliment. Tell me you'd make a better leader than Hitler. ”

6: 1.

Despite the overwhelming heat, the Inquisitor was dumbfounded.

“What are you going to do now? Four Kings. The city I built is strong. Slaves have already forgotten the wilderness of the past and obeyed the rule of the Sanwa Clan! ”

The Inquisitor seemed confident.

“I see you've been eavesdropping on a secret meeting of the Designated Nation. There wouldn't have been a voice there either, denouncing or slandering the Mountains! I would have just stayed on the sacrificial path. That's how strong the Sanwa rule is! ”

‘I see.'

You knew about the Goblin Gathering and left it alone.

Like me, Inquisitors can walk around invisible. I've ruled this place for 200 years, and I can't believe I didn't notice the secret gathering.

[It doesn't matter. It's not a big threat anyway.]

The Inquisitor would have judged it that way and left the secret gathering at bay.

“Your kind has lost hope, I'm afraid. It's just mourning and reminiscing about the past. My 200 years made it possible. Four Kings! You have no way of raising those who kneel. ”

"......."

I quietly looked around the underworld.

Suddenly the dawn dawned.

A stream of blue light flows from the ceiling of the underground city. Goblins crawl out of the pit blinking their thick eyelids. In the old world, the people who slept late were slaves, and the people who woke up early were slaves.

“I'm not getting you up. ”

I opened the [Civilization Store].

Items have been displayed in the shop.

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[Trust Message] - 20p

- 40p

[Appear in Dream] - 100p

[Hunting Hunt] -5p

[Bronze Grade Settlement Search] -80p

[Tribal General (Draw)] - 100P

[Brass Class Technology Invention (Draw)] - 1.000P

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I put my hand on one of the items.

“It's just a little trigger to get the kids up."

Immediately, the voice of the tower asked me.

[Purchase a ‘Trust Message’.]

[20 Faction Points will be consumed!]

[You currently have 995 faction points.]

I didn't stop there.

[I would like to purchase a 'message of trust’.]

[20 Faction Points will be consumed!]

[You currently have 975 faction points.]

I poured almost all the points I had.

[Purchase a ‘Trust Message’.]

I recalled the time I had to endure. 4,000 days of regression. When I was about to suffer 4,000 deaths alone, it was my voice that helped me.

The voice of the tower, "You're Dead."

Every time I died, I was in the tower proclaiming my death. Even if I did, the tower knew that I had returned.

That someone in the world is watching me. to remember.

When it was really hard, it was a comfort to me.

[Purchase a ‘Trust Message’.]

Now it was my turn to comfort someone.

[20 Faction Points will be consumed!]

[You currently have 215 faction points.]

I have purchased 40 messages from the Trust.

The Inquisitor was still smiling. You never know what someone else bought.

In the meantime, I have designated 40 individuals to the Trust, including the Goblin priests, the plasma responsible for each pit, the sword resting in the gladiator's quarters.

‘…… what should I tell them? ’

I thought about it.

‘I don't want to tell the Sanwa people to rebel. Rebellion, obedience... Goblins make their own choices. It's not a choice I have to give to my children. It's about helping kids make their own choices. ’

A single sentence you can send in a message.

On second thought, I chose the trust among the words I could say.

[The White Lion is with you.]

Stop.

The mother who applied water to her face flinched her shoulders.

[The White Lion is with you.]

The plasma that just came out of the pit and grabbed the stone axe is flawed.

[The White Lion is with you.]

The gladiator was surprised at the cramped accommodation.

He grinds his dagger and drops the millstone.

[The White Lion is with you.]

This man whom you serve as God is powerless.

There is no power to overthrow the earth and no miracle to shake the sky.

All I have to do is say as much as I can.

[The White Lion is with you.]

That was the first trust I ever made.

-.......

An old Goblin lying on the bottom of the cave turns around. The priest stands up with the remaining firewood as his staff. Baszec, the staff is broken because it couldn't take the weight, but the priest has already woken up.

- Gorr...

The old man struggles to walk the labyrinth in the catacombs. The faster I walked, the faster I stepped. The old Goblin crawls up from underground, using his feet as well as his hands.

- The White Lion told us...

The priest grabs the rock with his front hand and sets foot on the bottom of the cave. A red error flowed from his old flesh. An order resembling a flame echoes through the cave with a voice.

- The White Lion told us!

Echoes strike.

- The White Lion told us!

Goblins' underground caves are split in dozens. The voice, which the priest cried out after vomiting, echoed along dozens of different paths. A long time ago, the rock salt ran out and the hole was closed. To the salt mine where the work began at dawn.

- He told us.....

- The White Lion told us!

Echoing voices finally reach the entrance of the mine. There were Goblin blood. The Goblins who were drinking the water in the pot at dawn stood up.

- The White Lion told us...

And the old man collapsed with all his strength.

He took the last drop of life and poured it out.

- He said…….

The old priest lay on the ground, leaving no strength to rise again. It was when the shout he had vomited had not yet stopped. Hearing his voice return to echo, the priest closes his eyes.

- Kerr.

- Kerkeug...?

The Goblins huddle. They stick their heads out of the pit, and everyone looks at the entrance to the mine. The echoes still flow from the dark opening.

- Glug.

One plasma stands up, putting the child down.

It was one of the 40 people I trusted.

- The White Lion told us!

The old man's last echo echoes before it disappears. It wasn't just one. Dozens of designees who had been entrusted with the trust raised their heads one after the other.

- The White Lion has returned!

- I heard that!

- He said he's with us!

That was it. The children entrusted with the trust shouted in haste, as if they had to tell their own kind. The overseers of the mountain tribes were embarrassed by that.

- What's up, Lime? These things suddenly became a group...

Everybody, shut up!

- From now on, I will rule the loudest fungus with a whip!

The snails crawl up the watchtower and wiggle their tentacles. Phew! A bunch of Goblins howl at the sound of whips. Nonetheless, some designated people did not stop screaming, but the Sanwa clan struck the owner without exception.

"......."

The Inquisitor sobs and pats his chin.

“Indeed. Did you trigger the message of trust? It's simple and effective, but it's a king. Your points will be limited. You can't trust thousands, let alone 10,000! This level of disruption is organized from the mountain range --"

I did not wait for the Inquisitor's word.

Immediately bought the following items

[Purchase 'Hunt Navigation’.]

[5 Faction Points will be consumed!]

[You currently have 210 faction points.]

This item has already been purchased once.

I quickly used the item.

‘Please search for the lion closest to here. ’

A map was drawn in my head.

It was the Colosseum. We were animals right next to the arena, and five lions were trapped in cages. The lion chews through the small bones calmly.

‘Okay.’

I purchased the last third item in the store.

‘I would like to buy animal possession. ’

The tower responded.

[Buy ‘Animal possession’.]

[40 Faction Points will be consumed!]

[You currently have 170 faction points.]

Even before the Inquisitor finished speaking, I possessed the Lion of the Colosseum. Whoa! My vision is distorted. My head darkens as if a fuse had dropped.

Wait a minute.

The next moment I was occupying the body of a lion.

“Grrrrrr...”

Unlike the last stage, this lion did not have white fur. Manes were usually brown.

But it doesn't matter.

“Grrrrr. Grrrr. ”

Whatever color the fur is, the voice of the lion is the voice of the lion.

I lifted the error from my whole body. An orb with a red scent shook my heart. My heart beats steadily and bursts with my voice.

“Glug!”

The beasts in the cage across the street were startled.

“Rrrrrrrrrrrrr!”

My cry went beyond the cage and escaped the animal cage. The Colosseum resounded in the square. With the square wide open, the mountain roads and the ceiling of the underground city lead to a hole dug by Goblins.

‘I'm here. ’

You can see it without being seen by a lion.

Now, surely the Goblins listen to my cry.

You're listening to my voice.

“Grrr……."

I took a breath.

“Guru-!"

Blow up the reaper.

The name of the place that became the home of the designated tribe. The name I gave you. We cried out for the name and letter that we had first divided and finally believed.

“Gru!”

The answer didn't take long.

- Guru...

There was a shout on the other side of the Great Pool. The shout was infinitely smaller than my voice that captured the error. But my ears never miss the sound of the Goblins shouting.

"Gru!"

And...

They didn't miss it.

[Rebellion in Slimepolis!]

[Designated tribe to uproot against the Sanwa tribe!]