SSS-Class Suicide Hunter
277R.
4.
He was originally a human that did not fit into the sect.
- Mmm-hmm.
The serpent has been traveling the world ever since he left the cave.
It's a beautiful place. Spectacular. Spectacular.
Wherever the waterfall rained from the sky, I sat on a rock and endured the gravity of the waterfall by myself, and when I climbed to the place closest to the sky, I watched the streams unfolding suddenly ( ŋ) for three days, four days, and without fail.
- This isn't it.
I wasn't particularly impressed.
[Self], situated in the heart, has no reaction.
The serpent scratched his back head, reminiscent of the advice of Nam Gong-un, a Muslim monk.
- Here, here, here... I heard that sperm infuses nature with a sword. I'm not impressed by the beautiful cancer. It would be more heartfelt to see Humans commuting to work in the city.
The magnificent power of the waterfall.
The vastness of the world unfolding beneath the mountaintops.
Thunderstorms and thunderstorms.
- I don't want to. Like this. Oh-oh-oh-oh! You're amazing! You're the astronomer!... I don't feel the same at all. Totally.
Neither one has seduced [self].
- Oh, shouldn't I have gone to the church? Kim Gong-ja, he's lucky. Why are you sticking with the right teacher when you make a mate? Shit...
Day 407 of entry.
What [self] says in his heart is still jealousy, sighing, sighing. A black mass. It slows down and feels its outline of slime flowing evenly, and the viper takes a step forward.
Ka 'ang!
At first, the serpent couldn't hear the sound from the distance.
Longtime training sensation. I sensed the sharpening of the error, as well as the hissing. However, not only did the body's senses react, but one [self] was indifferent to the serpent's low profile.
Ka 'ang!
The place he now walks to is the home of the designated tribe, Guru. From time to time, the serpent came to the hole and watched the bloodshed.
Thanks to this, the serpent was able to recite all 11 of the lines he used when he confessed to Raviel with his eyes closed. I sometimes wondered why they were shitting themselves, but when I think about it, I realized and got used to the fact that [myself] was the one who was shitting the most.
Ka 'ang!
And slow.
Ka 'ang!
The head of [Yourself], shrugging, shrugs.
I could smell all kinds of scents and scents walking around the street. Shhh. Among them, there was a faint smell. [Self] shakes his nose and finds the source of the smell.
Ka 'ang!
It was a forge.
A few people fell on my cheek in the city. The small and medium-sized theaters who have not yet entered the central intersection have gathered, and designated people with pockets of money that are a little tight to the intersection are wandering around.
Ka 'ang!
The forge is set up on a deserted road.
The forge sinks very slowly, rather than standing. The roof is falling apart. The post is chiseled. Some pillars become towers that have already lost their center, pushing the roof down sharply.
A place that will soon disappear when time runs out.
Ka 'ang!
There, a blacksmith with a crooked forearm wields a hammer. Cawing! I spit fire while the red-hot iron hit the hammer! Cawing! I bent slightly.
There was no great skill.
There was no eye-catching performance.
- Hey, mister.
However.
- You do hammering in a weird way?
- Whew.
The blacksmith wiped his face with a towel. I came closer and saw that I was really small. The nobles, of course, were smaller than the designated people. A blacksmith with a body that doesn't even reach his waist,
- What, are you a guest of the nobles?
It was a small fairy.
- Do you need anything? For the record, we don't make weapons.
Why weapons? The flower of the designated forge industry is a weapon. Especially a Sword. The Designated People say it's a fun habit to give a sword to a child as soon as they grow up and wear it out in a year.
- Oh, God.
The elves wipe off their sweat.
It was a face that looked dark without knowing where.
That's a little weird, don't you think? Should I say awake? It's weird. I'm being nice to minorities like us and treating them without prejudice... Thank you, but that's all I can think about. Um, you know what? I don't know what I'm talking about.
- Oh, I fucking know.
Only when I met them for the first time, I quickly got to know them and nodded.
- It's bad luck.
- Yeah, no shit.
The two men's heads were synchronized.
One was a fairy who runs a seemingly wealthy forge on the subject of a lucrative business, and the other was a human hunter who traveled around in possession of nobles. With the dark past and the black inside, the two people were momentarily united.
- He understands words. So, what are you ordering? I'll make it cheap.
- Oh, my God.
Then the serpent remembered his original purpose for coming here.
The blackened heart urged me to speak quickly, fluttering my tongue.
- I'm not trying to buy anything. It just sounded weird.
- Hmm?
- Relax, I'm not a suspicious guy. Anyway, I overheard you hammering on the road. But the sound of hammering is very constant. I thought it was just a sledgehammer, but the gap between cawing, cawing, and robbery is exactly the same.
Yes, it is.
One second, or 0.1 seconds, the hammer sounded faint.
Ordinary people would just say the hammer rings regularly, but the viper was superhuman. Easily detected the forge's ideals.
- Is that it? It's such a shabby forge, but in fact...
- Oh, please don't sit in that chair. The chair was rocking, and it was fixed to the floor, and the floor was shaking. If you sit there for more than 15 seconds, the floor will collapse. I sat there for 15 seconds, and when the guest sits there, they'll fall right into the ground.
-... with amazing skills. I mean, the worst blacksmith in the whole damn town was actually hiding. Isn't that kind of an S-class performance?
The serpent is throbbing.
[Self] is beating with a whimpering sound from his heart.
Originally, readers were much better than beautiful nature or magnificent landscapes. In fact, what seemed normal was actually great, or not. Hidden power. Hidden status. Hidden settings. Hidden darkness. The hidden world. These stories have always beaten the heart of the serpent.
- Er...
The elf blacksmith was overwhelmed when he received a very glamorous look.
-I don't know what class you're talking about, but my blacksmith has nothing to do with it...
I'm telling you, you're a gifted man with a hidden past, right?
- I was born in a normal family, and I just started working as a blacksmith... You don't have the talent. How am I going to fight the stipulators who are born with the built-in muscles...?
- Well, that's a lie.
-.......
- …… really?
- And lying to a customer doesn't make you a penny.
-.......
- Look, if you don't want to order something, just go. Interferes with work.
-.......
It seemed real.
The Serpent is strange, strange. He mutters to himself and walks around the blacksmith. The Fairy Blacksmith sighs, "I'm doomed..." But soon, he continues to wield the hammer, ignoring the existence of the Serpent.
Ka 'ang!
-.......
The serpent, who was slightly apart and watching the hammer, opened his mouth.
- Exactly the same.
At the Serpent's Eye, only the back of the blacksmith and the elf's small back are visible. Balanced with well-groomed back muscles, the shoulder muscles, and the arm muscles worked restlessly.
- What, are we going?
- Rhythm, interval. Century. It's all the same. There are no gaps in the hammer. If you increase your time sensation with an error, you can do the same thing without difficulty, but there is no error. Then it's with your senses.
- Huff. Huff, huff...
The serpent frowns.
If the Nymphs in front of us had walked the path of nothingness instead of blacksmithing, then they would have been extremely obedient warriors if they had learned error.
- Great, but what does it mean? Why do you insist on hammering like that?
The fairies do not turn their backs.
- That'll make it fun.
The serpent narrows his eyes.
- You having fun?
- Yeah, work. Blacksmith work.
Ka 'ang!
- This is so hard. Customers take it home, cut it comfortably with a knife, put it on a cutting board, hammer.... It's easy to write, but hard to make. I don't know if it's just a hobby, but this is...
Ka 'ang!
- It's my job.
-.......
- Damn it, I don't want to fucking work.
Ka 'ang!
- It's hard...
Ka 'ang!
- I'm gonna die.
Ka 'ang!
- I want to die...
Ka 'ang!
- Die!
Ka 'ang!
The more I hammered, the rougher the swordsmanship of the fairy smith spoke. I felt like I was spitting at someone, but above all, I felt like I was spitting at myself.
The serpent has lost his words. I just couldn't hear the hammer, but this forge is louder than any other workplace downtown.
- Oh, yeah. If you hear such abusive language, there's no way a customer will come, so you're abusing it at that time because you're aiming for the time to wield the hammer. I can't hear you because the hammer is ringing.
The serpent realizes.
-... Are you crazy?
- Sir, you're interrupting a bit. I wish you'd just leave.
The reader felt that there are many different species that live in the city created by Kim Gong Gong, saying.
You don't look very funny, do you?
- Yeah, this is fun.
The blacksmith wiped his face with a carpet.
- It's hard work. Of course it's hard. Even if you know what my species is, I wasn't born for this. You don't have the talent. But when I'm at work, I get gross, don't I?
- What...
- But if you don't have any fun at work. If I don't have one, I'm gonna die.
Ka 'ang!
- I'm just trying to have fun so I don't die.
Ka 'ang!
- Well, partners go away on weekends. Rest. Go to the new bathhouse and relax. I heard the bloodstream was really good this time.He said everything and solved it his own way. I'm not sure.
Ka 'ang!
- When I look at the high mountains, I think, "Why am I small and you're tall, and you're picking on me now?" Even if I go to the famous landmark and look around, it looks like something far away from me. Oh, I... I think I'm going to die working... I can't lose my momentum. It's not gone.
Ka 'ang!
- This is killing me.
Ka 'ang!
- But you can't die.
Ka 'ang!
- I'm looking for a little more fun. A noble customer praised me like I was great... I'm just having fun to live. Look, Ka 'ang! Look, Cai 'an! The same rhythm makes it fun. It's like a piece of music that's still being made. Caew, isn't it?
Then the blacksmith turns his head.
The elves smile widely.
With a red and charcoal-black face on the brazier.
- It's fun, right?
-.......
At that moment.
- Oh, this is gonna be tough. Keeping up with the moments. It just arouses my challenge. It's my own game no one else does.
Serpent.
He realizes something in his heart.
The one who had already realized who he was, saw one small blacksmith and realized more.
- There are rules to the game. Slow down when it rains.
What makes you feel beautiful.
What you feel is natural.
Until the moment this arm moves and this blood beats, what do you want to put in the knife?
I realized the sentence of .
- When the fog hits, slow down the hammer so you can hear. Why, if you hear cacao, cacao, and hiss from a foggy city far away, don't you feel something? It's like the city is crying. It's like the fog is crying. And that's kind of fun. It's cool. I like it better than mountains and landscapes.
It was not a screaming people.
He was not a man whose lungs were shredded by hunger and his fingernails were scratched.
When the wound healed, smiling among those with the same wound -- the air with the smile spread, too, but not close.
- Well, this should buy us some time.
Those who endure.
- I want to die.
Those who enjoy to endure.
- I can live.
That happiness.
The joy of a moment without even being happy.
To be able to endure a day, a day, by destroying parts of yourself.
Sighing and smiling, telling yourself you're going to die.
Will.
Being a living man.
-.......
The serpent nods slowly.
- … yes.
It was easy to underestimate happiness as a trick. Because it is not forever a means of solving problems, you are not only happy, you are simply acting on happiness, so it is easy to find your true self and give yourself advice on throwing yourself into true talent.
It's really easy to say that something's wrong with your life.
- You look like you're having fun.
But...
What does it matter?
- Do you mind if I try?
No matter how profound happiness may be, it's a toll of happiness.
Even if you stay for a little while and then disappear, it is a smile.
It must exist in this world, it must exist, it must exist.
It's proof that I want to live.
- Uh, a guest?
- You're a nobleman.
- This isn't just about power...
- Oh, just give it to me. I have a lot of money. I'll put my pocket here, so if there's a problem, the treatment field will take care of it.
Everyone works.
Everyone does the hard work.
Everyone is happy to endure the pain.
Therefore, even if this happiness is not here now, it will be spread out at any time and place, so that it can be a single sky that covers the world.
- Yuck!
The serpent squeezes a hammer with his mouth closed.
Let's do it!
I fell too far away to sing the sights of nature. Even the laughter of the children spreading through the wheat field because they were happy, I was not confident to put it in the sword.
But if it's the killer's happiness.
I'm just trying a little bit more, struggling a little bit more, a little bit happier, but without that little happiness, it's hard as hell to die right away. If it's happiness, if it's happiness, if it's planning to be happy somehow, if it's brainstorming, if it's executing, if it's smiling and it's joyful.
- I've never done a forge before! You can do it! Aja!
I was able to put it in the sword.
I wanted to capture it.
The serpent found out that he was looking so hard for Heman's beauty, a resonance that touched his heart, a landscape he wanted to see in the world, and a true love was here.
- This body, it's time to stay!
Ka 'ang!
The sound of the iron rings.
Ka 'ang!
The sound of the iron rings.
Ka 'ang!
Shh.
Ka 'ang!
It rang.
Ka 'ang!
It rang.
Ka 'ang!
It rang.
Ka 'ang!