SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

4.

- I'm sorry?

My eyes were all white.

In my head, no, in my mind, there was a bewildering sound. Even dreamed that something strange was happening.

- What are you... are you trying to break into [our world]? That's ridiculous. You will not have a terminal through us. How the hell...

“Are you scared?”

I spilled my laughter. I felt the dream stop. I didn't even have a smile on my face at the moment, but the doctors and emotions that provoked the other were conveyed smoothly.

- Cocky...!

“If you're not confident, your tongue is usually longer. Oh, it's a deer, so it's usually a long tongue. ”

- Seeds living in a filthy material system, arrogant. We have Samran's dream. Do you want to stay sane as long as you keep going?

“You'll let me in, right? ”

- Come if you want to come!

Okay. Okay.

I smiled in my heart.

“I understand your agreement. Customer.”

My vision, which was soaked only in white, changed.

My mind was overwhelmed by the spirit of the dreamers.

[Congratulations!]

You are the first foreigner to visit the dreamworld.]

[You have achieved an achievement for the first time.]

[You will earn 3000 Faction Points!]

And the world unfolded before me was a constellation of stars.

Pink skies.

The color seemed like my mouth would open just looking at it. It seemed that some transcendent being had carefully embodied the colored sky with a young child's adventure.

"......! town!"

Pink invaded not only the sky, but also my consciousness. In consciousness? Can't tell between the inside and the outside of consciousness. Now I am the consciousness itself.

“Er... ”

Memory rapidly dissipates.

The things that make me. The steps that Duke Kim has stepped on will be erased. The footsteps in the sand are swept away by a single wave. Quickly, the pink waves erode my memory beaches.

"-----."

I hear the laughter of children somewhere.

Hallucinations.

Hallucinations.

Suddenly, the sky turned yellow, not pink. The color of my mind was also blurry.

The sky is blue. My consciousness is blue.

"Hmm."

My existence was as transparent as the water in a triangle flask. Every time this world dropped a drop of colorful paint, my water soaked red and blue.

A world where charcoal and charcoal blink.

This was the place where the monks lived.

“This, please, is dangerous. ”

The past fades. Memory fades.

My destiny narrows as my lost past, and my shadow fades as much as my faded memory.

I feel like I'm on drugs.

Now all I can be late for is right now.

I felt like I would lose myself if I was just a little careless.

‘I would have been fooled if I was alone. ’

But I'm not the only one who makes up people.

I shouted in haste.

"--- White reincarnation. ”

Suddenly, my shadow expanded.

[Activates skill.]

My shadow was black. It's not translucent, it's just black. The black quickly spread everywhere without allowing any other color.

Chaaaa-

Black eats pink sky. Swallows yellow. Even blue.

My shadow became tens of thousands of split fingers, scratching the heavens of this world from the edges. Scratched by black nails, the sky shed colorful blood.

“No. Fuck? ”

In the place where the pink paint melted down, my white walkers rented out my memories little by little, and so the characters that made up my existence revealed themselves one by one.

“What the hell is this place without genealogy? ”

Saline.

A beautiful man with a ponytail looks around nervously.

"......."

Angler (£39187; £39740;).

A girl who covered her face using the beast's bones as a mask looked up at the sky. Her eyes are freezing cold. The anglers came to the world as if they were looking at the corpse of an animal.

“No, I'll bring the car right back. I'm sorry, Duke! I feel like I've been reborn now... Huh? What the fuck? What is it?”

Golden spinach.

The girl in the maid's uniform raised her head wide. Kneeling on the floor, struggling. By the way, Silvia Abinyl, the golden eagle, was killing a maid in our palace.

‘Raviel... ’

My Duke must have summoned me while I was in a frenzy.

I'm glad you're enjoying life, my love.

“Where am I? ”

“Look over there. The color of the sky is weird. ”

“That's a little naive for a Dodger. Oh, my goodness.My master only picks fun places to shoot! ”

“Ugh... ”

Samaritan.

Summoned elite martial artists who fly the silent application. The Samaritan army was amazed at the starry landscape. By the time their application boots were once, twice, around Pollack, a thousand martial arts troops had been summoned.

“Phew.”

Only then did I sigh.

A place to catch my breath was set up here.

“It's been a long time, all of you. ”

The white walkers looked at me. I saw them. When the eyes crossed, the distant past came back. The memory has become clearer. The country has a clearer outline of existence.

I am the enemy of the salt.

I am the monarch to the Angler.

I'm a man of enemies to the Golden Hawk.

To the Christians, I am the Buddhist monk.

My revenge, my duty, my love, my responsibility. Everything was in the eyes of the white walkers. Just as they became white walkers who are reborn because of me, I also reached the Little Duke of Kim.

As long as they're there, I'm not gone.

“Good to see you all. except for that one chimpanzee who's making a fuss over there. ”

“Ahh? Is that what you're talking about? ”

He frowned.

“Then, you son of a bitch, you were called out while you were working, and you talk nicely? ”

He was wearing a brown apron. The apron said [café planetarium]. He was playing Alba in a cafe run by the library, and he was making a big contribution to the guest acquisition with Kim Yul.

Playful and Gimyu-do ponytail.

One side is cursed at the end of every word. The other one is silent. The hair color is just black and white and twin oceans. My regulars built Americano every day until they got caffeinated.

“What am I, a travel barber when you call me? Ha, the youngest kid I've ever heard of is very rude. I can't even get an" E "in my lifetime, so I'm left with this baby until I die... ”

“Dance over there. ”

“Fuck!”

While I was tired of hip-hop dancing on the side, I explained my situation to white walkers.

“Heh. Dream Parasitic. That's funny."

When she heard my story, she stroked her chin. Where did the time that I was praised for 'Flowers of the Imperial Society’ go, even though I was wearing a maid's uniform, my haunting flashed.

“Then, is this a dream that the Circus of Dreams has had again? It's like being eroded by a star. I think it's romantic, Chamberlain. ”

“I'm not your butler, I'm the duc's wife. ”

“Oh, never mind the little ones. Chamberlain, you'll get hair loss. The butler has the energy of hair loss in my eyes! I feel it. Ah, I see it. I can see it! The Duke of Ivansia sighs and strokes your head with a butler who has hair loss... ”

“Yeah, you're dancing there, too. ”

“Fuck!! ”

While the goldsmith presented Waltz next to him, the rest of the normal people met on a mission.

“As the blonde maid pointed out, the Mongman's character looks like a constellation. ”

Angler said.

“Classified is featured constellations, not combat-type constellations. It's the kind of thing that distorts things by penetrating their ideas into reality.... these things cannot be broken by force. ”

“You mean the kids who make their own rules. ”

“Precisely, Lord. ”

Dallac.

The Angler touches the Skeleton Mask.

“Dreams are the realization of experiences and the realization of wishes. Chewing the past or stumbling into the future. One of the things His Holiness cares about is the latter. If the Lord grants us more satisfaction than the dream achieved by the Mongols, we can defeat this world by ourselves...."

At that time, the angler shut up.

During all this time, I was embarrassed by the eyes of the oblivious Angler.

It wasn't just the anglers who were embarrassed.

Tell me who I am!

Big deal.

On the other side, a young lady in a pompous Sadducee Wagon appears. It was a person, not a horse, who was dragging a wagon. The naked ones. The young lady whips at them excitedly.

Come on!

-Me, the brightest moon in the Empire, and the most revered Empress of Sylvia Ebinile!

- That's sweet to hear! But my voice is still cold. A little more sad. Praise me with a voice that squeezes the mop a little more!

- Ah, the gracious and beautiful Empress...!

- A little more!

It was a gold trap.

To be precise, he was a man in a dream that looked like a golden eagle.

"......."

Mmm-hmm.

We turn our heads and look at one side of the slide.

There was still a golden eagle in a maid's uniform who worked hard to show off his waltz.

“Well, that's not me! False visions! Forging and incitement of our friends! ”

“No... But this is a dream world. In other words, [that] is your dream.... ”

“Disgusting, Chamberlain! I'll sue the Imperial Court! ”

“Half the nobles who are judges in that court are backed by our Duke of Ivania. You know... right? ”

“Dammit! That's why they're in charge! ”

A gold salesman in a maid's uniform presents a Triple Axel.

Next to it is the Golden Hawk's dream... That's why the monks' fragments are ‘Ahaha!’ I laughed and whipped the people who were tied to the wagon.

The world of dreams.

I was fucking confused.

“Ah."

The angler wakes up late and mutters.

“Stir... It's starting to reflect our dreams, too. ”

“I think so. ”

“This is a two-way street. Lord, the longer you stay, the more common sense and knowledge you have will deteriorate. We need to find the nucleus of the world as soon as possible, so we can minimize... damage to the mind. ”

Perhaps the Angler was trying to say, ’That way he won't lose his mind.' I couldn't agree more.

“Where is the nucleus? Any guesses? ”

“Places like this have little meaning. Orientation is not important, turn and order are important. ”

“Hmm.”

“The common game in the master's world is linear, not sandboxed. If you endure the dream that unfolds to the Lord one by one... Maybe someday you'll reach the [first dream] that the dreamers had... Ah. I'm thinking..."

There is a reason why the Angler's words stammered more and more backwards.

Here's your signature cocktail.

- Well, it's not very good, is it? You can drink this at a local bar.

I deserve to die a hundred times for desecrating the noble taste of the Prime Minister.

- No, I don't. I don't have to.

- As expected, Mr. Excellency... The rice will bow as it ripens, but there won't be any gaps in his heart.

- Hey, hey. Too much, man.

- I'm sorry, stop, I'm telling you the truth...

- Well, if you're serious.

She was wearing churning in Nausicaa, a sleek city implemented in the world of dreams.

The men dressed in suits came endlessly around the play.

- Mr. Excellency, this is a new watch we are launching in our brand. It would be a great honor for us ignorant people if you put this worthless garbage on the noble wrist of the Prime Minister.

Not so much. Well, I'll write it down in good faith. I'm only gonna spend two days throwing it away.

- I will remember those two days for the next thousand years.

- Mr. Excellency, I've assembled some of the most famous chefs in the tower and prepared a full course. If Yoon Yoon enjoys any of his cooking...

- Oh, you're so noisy. Bring it to me.

- You told me to shut up... I'm impressed.

The sky shines pink from afar.

We quietly looked at the ‘real’ play.

The nipple looked as if it had swallowed it backwards and came back on its tongue.

“What the fuck. Do you think you guys are clean? ”

“... Joo. ”

Angler said.

The eyes of the Angler over the Skeleton Mask were serious.

I don't want to be treated like one of those things.

“If it is the will of God that you reap under your command, please be wise and filter it out again. ”

Somehow I'm sorry.