SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

1.

My master.

My heart. My blood.

Everything in the world.

2.

Tuwook-

I hear water falling somewhere.

The drops of water rushed to eternity, not to the ground when they were about to fall. Thump, thump. For a few moments, the gravity around you evaporates and only time passes slowly.

"......."

I suddenly raised my head. It wasn't until I lifted my head that I realized that I was keeping my head down.

How long have I been ducking my head?

When is it now?

I don't know.

[Warning.]

[Subject's identity is unstable.]

"Ugh."

I have reflectively glanced.

I had a headache.

The sensation of vomit floating in bribes that cannot be driven by the mouth.

“The Baron of the Redeeming Hook? ”

At that moment, I heard a soft voice.

“Are you okay? ”

I hardly opened my eyes and looked at the side.

Like a bunny with white hair, the child looks at this side with anxious eyes.

I don't know why I haven't seen him before.

My lips easily pronounced her title.

“Yes, I'm fine…… Your Excellency. ”

Marquis of Snow Clay.

Sixteen this year.

The Earl of the Priory suddenly died, causing the young shoulder to bear an overly heavy cloak. According to rumors floating around the family, it was once even discussed as an orchestra.

If the bastard hadn't taken care of him, he would have been assassinated by rats and birds...

[Warning.]

[Subject's identity is unstable.]

[Perform a traumatic replay.]

Jiaying-.

Ugh!

My head cracked open again.

I rushed up my magic power. I chewed the bitterness of the tongue and choked it into my mouth.

Stabilization---In addition ---Alleviation.

A poem to calm the mind. A poem to ease pain. The headache subsided slowly as I activated the magic corresponding to verse 3.

‘Phew.’

I let out a sigh.

I had no time to make a silly poem, but I picked up the word as soon as I could, and fortunately, it worked. At this time, he realizes that he is a wizard who enters the kingdom within twelve fingers.

“Z, are you sure you're okay? Your face is very pale. ”

“...... Nothing's wrong. Thank you for your concern."

“Really? There's really no discomfort? ”

The Snow Slaughter checked my condition several times. Even though I told the erl that it was okay, I coldly diagnosed the anomaly with a single head.

‘There is a disruption to the memory. ’

The headache subsides, but you feel a strange tingling sensation in your memory.

No way. Psychic? ’

It is a difficult possibility to think about.

Few have ever seen the history of the magical garden kingdom acting on the minds of others other than themselves.

This place is now the Grand Chamberlain of the Platinum Tower.

A place where all the nobles of the kingdom gather for heated meetings.

The security forces mobilized to protect the parliament were stunning. The royal fighters are prepared to prevent an ant from entering. If anyone tries anything out of place like this, he or she will be strangled, even if it is a solvent or an ashine.

‘Maybe it's just the tiredness. ’

I lightly activated the magic.

If the memory is blurry and the problem is, just bring it back.

Information ---Snow Dialogue ---Restoration.

For some reason, I was used to losing my memory. It's familiar. We have a plan in place in case something like this happens.

My meticulous preparation flashed before my eyes.

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[Snowflake]

Identity: Nobility. The Grand Duke.

Relationship: my younger brother.

Risk: White.

Note: The home of the Rabbit Marquis. Lost a parent as a child. I received an heir education from the late Earl White Mito.

Unlike my great-grandfather, who was famous for his genius, Snow Slaughter has been notorious for being a fool since infancy. He was beaten and killed by a 12-year-old child in winter. The reason is because I don't like the look of a peer crying in unison with his family.

It is thought that his grandfather's education was quite rigorous. I didn't receive love and praise. Currently, I have a sudden attitude, but I'm longing for a son who has lost his love and praise. He recognizes the bastard as his mother and sister.

Friendly.

You don't have to kill me.

Strengths: [self-awareness], [strong ethics], [connections], [capital]

Weaknesses: [Freedom Slaughter], [Child Murder], [Guilt], [Weakness], [Good Ship], [Temporary Baby Regression], [Extremely Low Confidence]

Caution: Many nobles in the Marquis are eating meat. Assassination is hard.

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"......."

I'm starting to feel reassured and aware of information.

I blinked as I felt a strange feeling.

‘Huh.'

Something was wrong, too.

"Did I have this ability? ’

Perhaps the information that comes to mind is a note that I wrote myself. It's a trail I wrote down in the past. This should make you feel [Ah, I wrote that].......

‘That's weird.'

It made me feel stronger, not strangely.

Even at this moment I was thinking in my head, my mouth was gross as if a fish bone was stuck between my teeth.

‘What is this? ’

I did a spell check to see if I was mentally distorted, but I'm fine... Wait a minute. What do you mean, "magic"? The Wizard within 12 fingers of the realm? Me? I don't use such vulgar language. Being a little more polite, being noble...

[Warning.]

[Subject's self erodes.]

...... Yes.

Why have I been using half-words all this time?

Magic is the work of refining a language into an object. We need to be careful about language at any time.

Even if it is a self-muttering soliloquy in your mind, you must always put yourself in a low place to never forget the wonders of this world. I've definitely walked Mado with that in mind.

‘You need to stay sharp. ’

Thousands of words turn into a hundred habits.

Hundreds of habits stacked up and hardened into ten different behaviors.

And ten behaviors determine a single life.

As a wizard who carries his cock from the ground up, he shouldn't have to deal with even the slightest word.

“What's going on? It's noisy.”

While barely holding on, another person approaches.

Earl Snow Snow recognized her and bowed his head first.

“Ah. Son of a bitch... ”

“Welcome.”

I bow, too.

“It's your last break today. Why don't you take a little break from the rec room? ”

“You don't need to rest in the break room. The other faction nobles froze as if sitting still. ”

A light black bird smiles bitterly.

“I feel like I can't stand it because I want to pour the last word out to us. I'd feel better if I shouted something cool, but... I should have stayed in the meeting room like the Marquis. ”

“Ah. Wow, the atmosphere is a little...? ”

"Hmm."

“Do the Rock Tribes notice? ”

“There's nothing to hide from the Rock, Inner Church, Religion, and Faction. They see us as sinners. Well, I'm sad to say that that's not a big mistake."

I had a polite conversation with the erl and the erl.

Both of them are executives of our mirror wave.

In particular, he is chairman of the committee. This is an important part of your faction. He's as beloved as his own son.

.......

Mmm.

It must be a beloved nobleman.

I'm not sure why.

I hesitated, and I practiced information magic.

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[Pure Black Spirit]

Identity: Nobility. Muscle warfare.

Relationship: your lover.

Risk: Blue.

Note: The home of a black author. The family that started the rebellion 20 years ago. The rebellion was suppressed by an unmanned duc dispatched from the royal provinces. At that time, the only true black spirit survived in the family.

As a result of this incident, the Pure Black Spirit lost all of his family and his family. A vow of vengeance upon a frozen duck and a kingdom that showed no mercy at all.

Disappeared on his own, he went under the command of a rebellious black witch.

The Black Witch taught me how to perform the Dark Ritual. The detailed method was unknown, but for this ritual, more than 300 humans were preyed on by purebreds.

Bird of the Amethyst was captured just before the ritual was complete.

Subsequently, he was chosen as a toy for autonomous ducks and autopsies, but he was released six months later to reclaim Izzie. However, the eating habits have not changed, so even now, the autopsied bird sometimes‘ feeds’.

Friendly.

I can't kill him.

Strengths: [Genius], [Strong MP], [Ascendant]

Weaknesses: [Descendants of Rebels], [Carnivores], [All Phenomenon], [Music]

Caution: We have a very capable assassin as a pretender.

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"......."

It still feels strange.

I understand the information, but it looks like someone else wrote it.

Why else would I write the same thing? ’

Even the Earl of Snowflake has a similar phrase written on it. That's [no killing necessary]. This is how I feel like a maniac who can kill people or not.

I have a normal ethics agenda.

At least, I feel that way about myself.

It's hard to understand why this phrase was written down.

“Of course, I can't just wallow in on a day like today. ”

The innocent birdie sighs and taps my shoulder.

At that moment, I feel an unpleasant emotion in my mind.

‘It's annoying. I wish you would just pretend to be friendly. I can't wait to tell this guy that I'm in the same position every single time. I feel sorry for the people whose lives can only be felt by their own kind. Well, if he's going to find his own kind, he's going to have to go to hell first and then start exploring. You don't want to go to hell, so you'll stick with me. There's no such thing as a civil complaint. ’

.......

Oh, yeah?

Ugh.

What was I thinking?

“Hmm? The Baron of Salvation. You don't look so good. Are you uncomfortable?”

“No, you're right. You don't look so good. The baron is the one who needs to rest in the break room. ”

“…… No. ”

I almost opened my mouth. When I opened my mouth, words I didn't think of came out on their own.

“I've already had five breaks. Resting no longer is meaningless. The agenda is the key agenda of our faction, and I want to keep it that way. ”

“Indeed……."

The innocent bastard looks like he understood me somehow.

“Today is an historic day. It is the day when the kingdom will meet its new Duke in a thousand years. I'm full of it, too. ”

The innocent bird turns his head.

The monarch of Snowflake and I naturally look away.

“---The crystal, it's joyful. ”

In the middle of the council.

There sits a blonde nobleman.

No. The enemy is shrewd to say [sitting]. The aristocrat is leaning on the throne with his butt against the floor. And on the throne, the king smiles and strokes the nobleman's head.

No matter what they look like, they're gone with the army.

Showing affection in the middle of the Holy Parliament may cause the conservative nobles to groan that the country is ruined.

A pure blacksmith said,

“Many nobles fled to the break room to avoid seeing him. As a matter of fact, I told him that I love him and he said," Don't you love him? "They're a mess.”

Are you thinking what I'm thinking right now?

I can't believe you're thinking of a murderer. You're gonna have to catch me and wash my brain once.

I thought about how to clean the skull, and I looked at the blonde nobleman, who was more important to me than anyone else.

Information ---Amendment---Restoration.

And then letters came to my mind.

Too concise a sentence compared to others.

But most of all, the exact words are engraved in the air.

+

[Amethyst]

My master.

My heart.

My blood.

Everything in the world.

+

"......."

Yeah? Yeah.

That's not who I own. ’

At that moment, my head cleared up.

"My heart belongs to Raviel. What are you talking about? ’

No, I've got a clear head.

The fog in my head disappeared at once.

Who's Snow White? Who the hell is a purebred? Where are we? Who's got all this fucking respect? The Wizard? Save him? Baron? What the hell are you talking about? ’

I opened my eyes like a person awake from a nightmare.

‘I am Kim Gong-ju. Kim Gong-ja. He is the king of the ascending city. The Moon of the Duke of Ivanca, the Bishop of the Church, the Designated Companion! ’

You hear the tower's voice.

[Subject's identity will be restored.]

[Check that the subject's identity remains intact.]

Repeat the trauma sequence!]