SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

4.

“Do you want me to transfer you to the first floor of Babylon? Or…."

“No, I want to wait here. ”

I answered as I put down the luxurious Ripton tea.

The princess smiled slightly.

“Okay, fine. I'll give you a camera for the service. ”

As the princess clapped her hands together, a vast hologram unfolded in the air.

The screen was illuminated by the designees and nobles. I could look at the cities I wanted, and I could scroll to cities far away from the continent in an instant.

“This is... amazing! ”

“Yes, I can control the speed! X10X, X10X, X1000X, X1000X, so stay tuned. ”

“Thank you."

We watched the flow of [the world].

5.

On the screen, the designated warriors roar, waving their arms.

- All units, attack!

Surprisingly, they were fighting Ubrica.

- Ugor, the fucking ancestor! We refused your help!

- Whoo-hoo!

Ubrica smiles faintly.

- Yeah, that's what you said! But the nobles sought the power of the gods against you! On a subject that was so devastating that you couldn't even face it properly, could you overcome it!?

- He was also a test we had to endure!

- You speak well! But the theories of the incompetent are merely a public statement at the table!

Ubrica struggles with the axe.

- If you say you can beat yourself up! If you say you don't need my help! Ugor, motherfuckers!

Ubrica laughs.

It was the same smile that I had when I was blocking the Sanctuary.

- Fight me, win, prove that you're not bluffing!!

The eyes of the Designated Warriors spark.

- I wish!

While the designees were "passing the exam," the defeated nobles were also facing their gods.

- I'm sorry.

The serpent nods at his leaders.

- God's work. A man's job is to a man. If I had helped as a god, I should have at least revealed that I am a god.

-.......

- You were disqualified as a warrior, even as a god, when you failed to respect these natural manners. I can't even face losing to a subject like that...

The serpent scratches the back of his head. A clumsy smile settles on his mouth, and the dew begins to evaporate.

- I'm sorry, I just...

Tears flowed from my eyes, even when my eye patch couldn't be blocked.

- I just... I could have done better...

Only a handful of nobles survived the fortification. It's all over the place. I got busted or fired somewhere.

But they did not pass that responsibility on to God.

- Raise your head, Lord!

- You did your best!

The nobles shouted aloud.

- We are not doomed yet!

- Our horns have not yet been broken!

Some of them even smiled.

- We've lost so many times!

- I'm used to losing!

You'd better get used to it! Because with that kind of tofu menthol, you'd be fooled into watching over us and ascending!

It was neither self-help nor self-discipline.

It was just a strong testament that they offered to God, and that the first humor would have been made not to ridicule others, but to comfort them.

- You guys...

The serpent mutters. His face is muddled with tears and snot.

The nobles look to their gods.

- There's a lot of flaws.

- That's gonna make a lot of sense!

- We can win this!

- Teach me how to do that.

- Lead us, Lord!

The serpent was silent for a while.

Soon after, he shouts with a burning fist.

- Fuck, yeah! Trust me, you sons of bitches!

The nobles answered gracefully.

- Yes, sir!

On the one hand, while the Designated People who left God's arms fought the proudest hero in history, the nobles pledged their allegiance to the god who appeared before them.

It was a moment when I was hesitating over the contrast.

“This is awesome! ”

“Oh my god!? ”

Suddenly, I heard a voice next to me who was immersed in the screen.

Not the voice of a princess, but a very familiar voice. The black hair that was sensitive to the color was dazzling. A woman dressed in black as dark as her hair was frowning and watching the hologram.

My friend.

It was the Black Dragon Juice.

6.

I shouted in a big tone.

“Huh, Black Dragon Juice? No, Anastasia. How did you get here so suddenly...? ”

“I called for you! ”

The mysterious princess clears her throat.

It was the face of a child who told me to praise him for doing such a good thing.

“You wanted to see me?”

“Yes. He's off the mission. ”

“No, how? ”

I asked, and he shrugged.

“Broken. ”

“Bankruptcy……."

“Literally, the faction points have gone below minus. When we united the Vampires and the Monkeys, we knew we couldn't repay them, but we had to owe them. ”

The Mongols.

During my watch, I blinked at the name I had heard for a long time.

“Have you been reunited with the monks? ”

“Yes, they've grown up quite well. ”

“Exactly what happened……."

“You'll see for yourself soon enough. Beyond that, you guys! Come and sit down. ”

You guys?

I looked around and saw that it summoned paladins, earls, and Inquisitors, as well as Black Dragon Juju. Someday, really.

“I called you, too. Don't you all want to know what happens to the kind of people you raised? ”

The princess clears her throat again.

Apparently, he decided to create this place.

“Thank you for having me. I was worried that the mermaids were doing well. ”

The paladin approaches the couch and sighs.

Meanwhile, the Earl climbs onto the back of the couch and plays the chariot.

“That's okay. Didn't they grab onto the logistics? We're good with the designated people.We don't want to be greedy, so we'll live tightly on the marine logistics side. ”

Mmm-hmm.

Although it's been quite a while, the Earl's specialty is [Transformation]. It's a cat changeover.

Therefore, it was not the Earl who put the earl on the back of the sofa, but the cat. Although the Earl was not a master of yoga, it was quite possible.

"It's been a long time! My Lord!"

The Inquisitor jumped up and put his arm on my couch.

I glanced at the landscape that quickly became a friendly plate to a mattress of top-level hunters. The princess delivered cups of noodles and Ripton Iced Tea to the hunters, and the hunters said they liked it.

“It's chaos.... ”

“Well, how did you know? ”

"Huh?"

“This time I went back to Babylon and found the heretics lurking inside the Pantheon. Ahahaha, I took care of my own greetings and was proud to manage them, but they were still full! One of them, Chaos, is on his way to slaughter a secret society! ”

“Eh……. '

No, it's not.

That's not it...

I just said that the situation itself is chaos...

“Everyone! Look at that! ”

The only hero to put this chaos to rest was Anastasia, the Black Dragon Juice, as always. Anastasia pointed to the screen with a glint in her eyes.

“The nobles have challenged me to a duel at the Pacifist Council! ”

We all looked at the screen together, driven by the heat of the Black Dragonist.

After a brief blink of an eye, time passed in the world. We don't know exactly how many years, but the mountain peaks that Ubrica left behind turned into tourist attractions surrounded by fences, so it would have been half a hundred years ago.

In the world after that time, the process of making seven nobles one at a time, the chairman of the peace council, in turn, became hostile.

“I'm getting rid of her, Anastasia. ”

“That's not the point! The Four Kings...... What a Confucius! Why are you only stupid when you have such a good head? ”

- No, on the contrary. He's always been a fool, but only gets smarter when he rolls his head.

The messenger put a word next to him, but fortunately, I couldn't help but overhear his blasphemous distortion to the members gathered here.

In the meantime, Anastasia continued to speak.

“It matters that someone other than the Designated Nation entered the peace council! Look, Kim Gong-ja! Those nobles are here as senators! ”

“A congressman? Uh, the Peace Council is a council of designators. The nobles..."

That was when we were discussing the scene on the screen.

I suddenly felt a peculiar reaction around me.

“…… what's the matter, y'all? ”

When I asked the question, the Earl of the Cat who was staring at me was dumbfounded.

“Oh, no. If I'm not mistaken, I think Black Dragon Juice... and the Four Kings... called each other by the same name... instead of a foreign name... ”

“I'm not mistaken. ”

I nodded.

“Anastasia and I ate. ”

"......."

Have you ever seen a cat's expression that frightens him? At least I've never seen it before. My mouth was wide open and my eyes were rolling, but I didn't have a pretty face to look at twice.

“Yes, it is. Duke Kim and I are friends. ”

Black Dragon Juice throws oil here.

No, maybe it's right to say you threw cucumbers, which means you surprised the cat even more.

“We decided to call each other names. I even wrote a friendship agreement with a goalkeeper. ”

The Earl's cat straightens its waist at an odd angle.

“Friendship Agreement……? Are you just paying your friends...? ”

“Earl... You can't buy a friend with money. ”

“You're destroying most of my relationships!? ”

“Anyway, that's not the point. ”

The Earl's cat is drowned in the sadness of his friend's loss, and Anastasia points to the screen again, as if she was fine with the rest of the hunters still in shock.

“Confucius, like you said, it was supposed to be a monopoly of the designated tribe, and seven nobles were congressmen. And he challenged the nobles to a duel with pride. ”

“Indeed.”

I crossed my arms.

“We're not going to war on a massive scale, we're going to fight in the Peace Council. ”

“Yes, but the interesting thing is that it starts now. Kim Gong-ja.”

Anastasia throws up a hologram with a smile on her face.

The sound of laughter to a close friend, without any tricks or deceit.

It seemed familiar to me, but not to the other hunters, still a few steps away, staring at us with stunning eyes.

"Now, look,"

The hologram that Anastasia lifted up marked the seat of Parliament with a grub.

Most of them were being eaten by green, which stands for "designator," but briefly, they were pink.

“Fairies.”

An earl cat, a fairy god, opens its eyes wide.

“Yes, it is. The Four Kings, you dragged the Elves from all the artifacts of the Celestial Order in the old days, didn't you? As a result. ”

Sonia.

A fairy child who wanted to dance as a fire in a dark cave.

“It's a guess, but since he started the Renaissance in the bloodstream, the Peace Council must have had a change. Even fairies are proficient or somewhat strong in bloodstreams, so they'll be recognized as legitimate members of the Peace Council. ”

“…… That's why even the nobles. ”

“Yes. Since then, the Peace Council has become nothing but a relic of the Designated Nation! ”

Anastasia was right.

Over time, there were one, two, three different colors in the chair that was overwhelming in green.

Some of them were blue seats.

“This……? ”

“Probably mermaids. ”

Polpac.

Earl Cat barged in between us. The cat Earl, who was riding on my right shoulder and Anastasia's left shoulder, lowered the status of the hologram seat.

“Mermaids?”

“Well, right now, your country, or a designated country, is completely divided between the economy and the military. The economy is proprietary to the Elves and the military is proprietary to the Designated Nation. The cultural industry, represented by bloodstream, has been adequately collaborated by both factions. ”

“But the mermaids are the ones who make capital and goods and carry them in the river. ”

One day, the paladin approached and said,

The erl nods.

“Hmm! Mermaids are born with superior logistics skills. New continent discoveries have familiarized me with navigating the coast. The bigger the country, the more merchandise the elves handle, the more merchandise the mermaids play. ”

"That is……?"

“I can't ignore the voice of the mermaids. If you take a strike, the logistics of the country will be diminished. Maybe some of the mermaids sent some good warriors, and they're the members of the Peace Council, marked in blue. ”

I thought.

In short…….

"The Peace Council originally created by the designees......."

Anastasia took my word for it.

“In addition to the battle, it was a parliament that allowed anyone, virtually, to join any faction, because of the traits of the designators who were zealots. ”

Finally, the Earl licks his hands and back.

“At first, the most economically and culturally intimate fairies began to enter Congress. Next, the mermaids who grew up in the logistics system. Now the nobles have even begun to send warriors to represent them. ”

We were silent.

"......."

We looked into each other's eyes. Atastasha's eyes were still filled with excitement. Earl Cat nods lightly, as if trying to accommodate Atastasha's heat.

The paladin crosses his arms.

“The World Congress. ”

A unified parliament of all factions.

The future was unfolding before our eyes.