SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

"Find out all you want. ”

I confidently told the princess.

"No, please let me know. You're gonna videotape everything I've done for the designators in their heads? Oh, my goodness, you're so kind. ”

"Confucius Kim...? ”

While other colleagues were still hesitating, my answer was surprisingly refreshing.

Like I've been waiting for an opportunity to say,

"We raised a tribe with all our might, I can't say we raised the best. Oh, I'm going to say without a stain on my heart, Isn't that right?”

"......."

"Anastasia. What are you waiting for? Are you worried they'll be too shocked to see us? Do you think they're just going to give up on the fact that we're just like them? ”

Anastasia did not answer. But her eyes. In my brother's black eyes, there was a clear sense of anxiety.

Anxiety mutters in Anastasia's eyes.

What if you're disappointed in me?

If you complain, curse, say you were a false god.

Then what do we do?

It was an urgent concern.

I nod slowly.

“Of course...... Of course you're anxious. ”

Parents know everything about their children.

That's why I can love you without a doubt when I say I love you.

How is your child, on the other hand?

Children don't know almost everything about parents.

Children are only born when their parents are now adults. I don't know what my parents used to do, where they were born, what they were like in their hometown, what they felt like leaving their hometown -- so many children in their lifetimes.

I don't want to know.

Parents only show their children what they want to see. Using gestures that are already somewhat mature. With a smile, stroke their foreheads, be a great angel to these young children, and rule over them.

“But Anastasia, Look at my face, please. ”

"......."

I got up from my seat and made eye contact with Anastasia. She was smaller than me, so I had to face Anastasia's eyes on one knee.

“The Prelate who raised me...... has done so much to raise us. How hard could it have been to run an orphanage since then? ”

I told my story.

Intentionally light, in a neutral tone.

“If Old Office Grandfather dies, I'll go to the funeral dressed in black like the Prelate. He has nothing to do with us. He doesn't know the Prelate very well. What happens in cities is that all the surveys go out and they have to show their faces. Sure. Well, it's an eye-painting. because in my country, it's really important to have these eye patches. ”

"......."

“If there's an event at the Old Town Hall, I'll leave immediately. There's a pile of work to be done at the orphanage, but if you come out, you're out. Now, the Old Town Fair said," Don't you want to buy colorful pottery out on the street? Don't you need pottery? Don't you like hand-crafted wallets? "They're all businesses run by the Old Town office.What do they call alleyways? I'm trying to save it. ”

"......."

“When the Prelate goes there, she goes straight to the old chief and buys three gifts. [It's so beautiful.] Usually he makes money saving 10,000 won... I just spent 30,000 won, 20,000 won, just fine. ”

I closed my eyes.

That day I was following the principal secretly from afar. The Bot-leg Alley was a festival, and I sold all the masks. I put on my mask and peeked at the principal walking around with the old commissioner, pretending to be a child moving around with the adults nearby.

- No, sir. How did you make such a beautiful piece? Hey, only the finest are gathered in the streets. This is a prestigious street.I think there's more to boast about in our district. I think the kids will love it too....

The headmaster's face, voice, and tone were completely different from when he treated us at the orphanage. If other children, other than me, had seen the Prelate now, they would have been shocked for a lifetime. Our principal was always a little faraway, but he was in a mist that we didn't even know he was there.

- By the way, these are all handmade goods, right? Do you mind if I give the orphanage classes to the people who made this?

- Hmm? Orphanage classes...

- Yeah, I'm the ledger, and the kids are good. You're good, but you don't have much to play or learn. Even if this pottery class is done once a week, it would be good for children's personality education.... Wouldn't that be rewarding for you, too? Workshop streets sponsored by city hall and district. Those workshop streets now teach lessons to local children.... Isn't it beautiful?

- Well, the tuition fee...

- Oh, I'd love to hear from the Old Office. Then it's a project led by the Goo Bureau. Sir, you know that, don't you? Our orphanage is very clean. Regardless of manpower issues, accounting is the cleanest place around here. It'll be easier to work.

- …… This Prelate's orphanage is famous for being easy to work in. No paperwork. I've never violated a document form or deadline.

- Hmm.

A middle-aged gentleman nods, I don't know his name, I don't know his face, maybe forever.

- Then let the supervisor do his job. I'll lead them there myself.... One of the Prelate here might make you look a little weird. Kindergarten. Kindergarten kids like sand and dirt, right? Figure it out with pottery classes and crafts classes.

- Yes, sir.

- Thank you, sir! Not only does he make the streets pretty, but he also makes people's hearts pretty. I don't know how relieved I am that someone like you came when I was working.

- Haha. Our principal is a good talker.

The group that surrounds the commissioner grows further and further apart. I had to go after him, but I couldn't keep up. I was shocked to see the principal's embarrassment.

‘Shame.'

At that time, the Prelate was my parents. It was something higher than my parents. He was a teacher for all of us, a counselor who advised us whenever something difficult happened, and a monk who wisely ruled the closed world called an orphanage.

Whenever we slept, the Prelate brought to life the stories that had happened thousands of years ago, and we inherited all the legacy from his voice, tone and expression. Grow on a continental scale. Stay calm. Be rational. Be angry with injustice above all else....

How could the Prelate not be a god to us young people?

‘Embarrassing.’

The Prelate has figured out what kind of face he's running around in [the outside world] and what tone he's using. The Prelate was not our kind and wise God. The Prelate was just...... when I was talking to the commissioner or commissioner from afar...... it was just him.

Mister.

Ordinary man.

"......."

I opened my eyes.

Maybe it's the strange silence.

Anastasia was looking at my face without saying anything. The Inquisitor, the Earl, and the Paladin also looked at me. I nodded once and quietly said to them.

“Why don't you try being a little embarrassed? ”

"......."

“He's young. He's young. You might feel a tremendous sense of shame at the fact that your gods were actually human beings in their young hearts. Ah, the one who gave us the wonderful voice of prophecy...... Actually, he was just a man who could use some error. I thought that he would look down on us and take care of us with some amazing miracle, but they were all people too, so he ran around trying so hard where we couldn't see him……."

One day.

There was a free pottery class at the orphanage.

The children were fed up with crucifixion or caricature, but it seemed as if they were surprisingly fresh playing with dirt and making bowls. Every class in one class, 15 people flocked to touch the dirt.

The pottery teacher was kind, and the children were happy.

I did not attend.

I was ashamed to be there. I felt like I was doing something to the principal.

And I spent my eternal life silently without telling anyone what I saw.

“You might be a little embarrassed... to see us for who we really are. Maybe so.”

I was reminded of the childhood burn and told my colleagues now.

“That's it. ”

"......."

“With all the time in the world, and all the time they can accept it, eventually you'll accept the fact that we've worked hard for them and worked hard for them. And they'll understand that we're all the same. ”

“Should I...? Really?"

Anastasia hesitates.

“I've heard that it's hard even among ordinary parents. But like us, if it is between God and the tribe...."

“It's okay, because we're not ordinary parents, and we never raise an ordinary child. ”

In the hologram, the beast had already fallen asleep and had fallen to the level of a slightly larger mammoth.

Hundreds of thousands of factions cheered alongside the beast and celebrated the colourful error. that they'd endured disasters without any harm, that they'd be in charge of everything and had the perfect success. Everyone rejoiced at that, regardless of race.

‘Yes.'

We are not ordinary parents.

“Anastasia. We are the only elite group of humans in the tower. ”

"......."

“And our children, frankly, are just better than the rest of our world. There's no reason why things aren't going well. ”

I took a look at the hologram.

And I said coolly to [Wonder Girl].

“Tell the kids everything. ”

“…… really? Really? You don't need to worry about that? ”

“Don't worry. No one can raise them more aggressively than I can. Either I'm a god or a human or, frankly, an alien monster with a hundred tentacles, they'll accept me. Tell the truth to the designees immediately. ”

“Wow, what a king. I don't hate the overflowing confidence. ”

The princess looked back at the other colleagues.

“What about the others? Are the other kids on the same page as the Four Kings? ”

"......."

“You all started attacking together on the 31st floor. If one of these people resists, I'm embarrassed. Well, especially if the person who cast the vote can't move after the 40th floor... ”

“I'll do it.”

Anastasia opened her lips.

There was already a rage on her face.

“I will. Whether they despise me or not, it's theirs. If you can't do it because you don't like it, that's all I want you to do. I wish you would have abstained from your race in the first place. I've already come this far, but raising children forever is just my greed... Tell me the truth, even for a vampire. ”

“Oh, I agree! ”

The Inquisitor raises his hand.

“I did my best to raise the mountains! Ah-ha-ha. My best might be a little different from others' best, but I think I'm going to be very good at it compared to the ones who aren't even doing their best! Well, I'm sure the mountains will appreciate me when they find out the truth. Tell the mountain tribe the truth! ”

“…… not to mention our incredibly psychopathic. ”

The paladin sighs.

“Children have a right to know their parents. Especially when you're all grown up. The peoples living on that continent can now enter the age of familiarity. Tell the Sparrow the truth. ”

“…… ummm…"

The Earl ponders. He washes his hands several times, grunting and groaning. But after five minutes, the Earl finally made up his mind.

“Well, that's it! It kept me from starving anyway. When I think about how many people starve to death in this world, I give the elves a favor like the HaHaHaHae Hae. Once you are born as a fairy, the upper middle class eats as a basic ingredient. This is the biggest fraud of all. I'm flattered!”

“Even the Earl agrees? ”

“I agree. Show the fairies the truth! ”

The mysterious princess laughed.

“Really. Cute kids. I can't keep favoriting like this.... Well, who cares? ”

Pair!

The princess clapped her hands.

“The Serpent and the Swordsman who remain on the stage have agreed to disclose information. Since all seven participating in the raid have voted in favor, I will disclose this information to all factions under my supervisory authority! ”

[Inquisitor Heathen's information will be shared with the whole Sanwa tribe!]

At that moment.

You start to hear loud noises from the other side of the hologram.

Lime?

- What is this, Rymu...? Hallucinations?

- No, group hallucinations, we're still communicating...

The first responders were the Sanwa.

Carrying a wrinkled snail hut, the mountains and men stubbed their antennae as they pulled down all the useful wooden staircases and tools.

The [video of our strike team] was automatically played to them as the mysterious princess had predicted.

- … a tower? Attack?

- Our great puppy, this is...

However, the chaos did not show any signs of frequent decline.

Rather, I stepped on the accelerated pedal.

[The information of the dinosaurs will be available to all vampires!]

The tall bats hanging from the palm branches of the forest? Kuu? I nodded my head. The stairs that had been built on the body of the beast roared, and numerous leaves in the forest roared.

[The paladin's information will be available to all the new recruits!]

The newborns who were transporting hundreds of thousands of people's food, drinks, and sleeping areas to the ships flinched. A tornado rolls over their tail, and several ships stomp with sudden aggression.

Where could that be?

- What the hell?

- What's going on in front of you?

- Weren't we...? Isn't this the last person to vomit the curse and die?

- No, I just heard a clear... voice in my head. This is the great Red Dolphin truth. Unless some demon is trying to deceive us...

What's wrong with you all of a sudden?

In the jungle, the whole world began to shake. As long as it's a place where the tribes live and build their homes, there's a commotion. Town. Town. A city. Almost every warrior gathered here, to the tomb of the Dragon.

[Earl's information will be available to all Elves!]

[The information of the Serpent will be available to all nobles!]

[The information of the sword will be shared with the entire race!]

And...

[The king's information will be available to all designated tribes!]

The moment that should have come, was now opened.