SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Spiders froze when they saw my smile.

"......."

I have met many people who have lived for a long time.

You can overcome life in the tower.

Humans who have survived here for over a hundred years also have constellations that span tens of thousands of years, like Hamustra. I realized one thing when I met them.

Fear remains constant.

“I'm afraid not.”

I smiled.

“If you don't move, I'll go first." ”

My feet were faster than a horse's.

I ran out. Next moment. A spider that was killing its breath from the rubble of the building lets out a short sigh. She and I made eye contact before each other. It was a coven with freckles sprinkled with eggs. I pressed the spider's bloodstream with a smile for peace of mind.

“Ah……."

“No matter how eternal it feels, a thousand years is eternal. ”

I was humming.

Meaning?

Nothing.

“Ten days of safflower. Fall in the Tower only took a thousand years. ”

The spiders in this city are listening to a single word that comes out of my mouth.

You're desperate to find meaning in my words.

That's it. If I can confuse them a bit, I'll gladly pretend to be relaxed and recite the preliminary answer.

“Ah. I should have come dressed in black. It's a historic site where the millennium mado destroys the millennia steeple, and I stopped caring about fashion. Well, that's a small part of it. The teacher will be happy to smile. ”

“Retreat!”

The commander-ranking spider vomits blood.

“Retreat! Retreat! 33 generations, stop that monster for a second! ”

“Back off, where the hell...."

“Assemble at headquarters! This is not the answer! The Elder must stand! ”

Comparing objective power, the tower is still superior.

If the fight had started and I had defeated the enemy, there would have been over a hundred of them.

But I only killed the commander. Enemy command has been broken. Spiders who relied entirely on radio silence lost the means to stand against me when the broadband communication---- "Spider Web" was torn.

[Quest of constellations is underway.]

[‘The Eternal Plains Horse’ commands the believers to advance!]

It meant a separate wave.

[Quest progress. The Eye in the Maze reveals the enemy's retreat.]

[Quest progress. The Ringing Bell of the Dead posts the identities of those who lost their lives throughout the city in the last rebellion.]

[Quest progress. The Incarnation of Love and Desire reveals the identities of spiders more than just themselves.]

As soon as it became clear that the campaign was moving forward, the constellations immediately gave the believers "appropriate rewards" and "appropriate motivations."

Until now, they have not encouraged the believers, not because they had no intention of resisting the tower.

After all, it is not the constellation in the night sky that completes the quest, but a human standing on the ground. Only when the congregation marches forward will the constellations respond.

“Hahahaha! That's awesome! ”

As a result, a counterattack has begun throughout the city.

“I forgive you for treating me like a child once, my king! How long has it been since I've used my vocal cords? All right, all right, all right! I am the High Priest of the constellation that your spider cubs buried in the fourth headquarters. The Apostle [Berserker]! ”

The hunter who decided to rebel with me in the dungeon roars.

“Give me back my sister! You bastards!”

“…… I never thought I'd be able to sing a sword, sword, or song like this. To be honest, I was anti-Semitic... Yes. This might be our last chance. Gentlemen, I command you as apostles of Babbit. Even if it's not a good fight. Make it permanent.”

“Fantastic.”

The sound of both forces has reversed.

All the cobwebs in the monopoly city were stripped apart.

So far, the suppressed voices of many of the constellations have taken over the city. From the north. From the south, or east. In the hillside, where the taverns and taverns lie, the blues, reds, yellows, and whites echo like waves. Waves overlap and overlap, shaking the city's atmosphere.

“Is hiding in the basement whispering in my ear to this day? ”

Phew! Phew!

Something resembling a firecracker soared into the sky.

It was a punch that suppressed the error. It wasn't a sniper who targeted the commander like I did. No, I wasn't aiming for anyone in the first place. The fireworks headed for the sky.

And I split the base of the black cloud.

Weak. Weak. Compared to killing, I'm sorry. However, the value of the blade is always determined by the target with the blade, not by the black and carved force. In that sense, the fireworks from the Apostle of [Eternal Plain Horse] must have been precious.

“Let's go. Riders. ”

Light comes from the cracked clouds.

“Follow the Four Kings, the heir to the Sword. ”

A scream erupted throughout the city.

“W-well, the buggers!"

Some spiders were furious.

“We retreated because of him. I thought you guys were scared to run away! They say bugs don't know what they're talking about! Let's see, let's see..."

Ah, there it is.

I fired my weapon.

“Sister?! ”

The voice of the spider flutters. You hear the sound of spiders bouncing around with the noise of the buildings falling.

“Man, you don't even know the morals! Why do you hit people when they talk, when they talk? You just blew up my whole platoon with that thing! This is ridiculous. Wow, mister, are you really the heir to the sword? Laughing at the bathroom earlier! It's just a sword that runs through your face, mate. ”

I hit him again.

“Fuck!! ”

The scream breaks her voice.

The careless commander has already disappeared. The warrior who knew he was being defeated but did not leave the baton until the end disappeared. I know you're hurting, but you're a moron who just got out.

There's only one role left.

“Yeah, I'm used to it. ”

He has the power to be cautious, has the command rod he cannot miss, and only has the toothpick that will not forget his last words.

“Familiar shit. Different faces, but this shit reminds me of him. Honestly, it's amazing. It's completely different directions, but it's bad luck. ”

I didn't hesitate. You strike towards the direction you hear your voice. And, Kuaang! For the first time today, my attack was abolished from the air.

“I'd like to ask. ”

Far away. A cloud of fireworks.

In a beam of sunlight, her fingers reach out.

“Where'd you learn to fuck like that? ”

Behind your fingers.

A shadowy expression still lowers you to the ground.

Her hat is long and wide, so there are no holes in the sun.

“Let me know if you have a specialized hospital to get rid of that bitch. I think that's where all the evil comes from. If you can see the chicks crawling out no matter how they step on them, there must be an academy somewhere that breeds bugs. ”

Elder email.

Witches, liberators of Niglus-Kukulu.

The one who destroyed the five factions. Abandoned Gray Master. Dead Killer. A witch nailed to six constellations. The Greatest Landmark. Master of all spiders. Literally, a hunter with enough tinnitus to make counting meaningless. With dead swords, dead bodies, and even constellations, humans have their outer glory.

"......."

I smiled.

It doesn't matter how many nicknames the opposing Pokémon has. I had already decided in my mind what name to call her when I first met her, from the moment I heard the old story from the messenger.

“Nice to meet you. Lord Grey Spider. ”

I called her as I had planned.

“I am called the Four Kings."

"......."

Ha, a short laugh came.

“The King of Death? Master of the Underworld.Then we'll go to hell and be kings. Sweetheart, why are you sneaking up on me like that? ”

“Ah. I don't need to go to the afterlife because it's hell even if I'm alive. ”

“You don't look like a loser to me. ”

“If I'm three, are you saying there are two gray spiders? ”

"Well………… what?"

Suddenly, the elder's words seem to be blocked.

I smiled as I waved my sword.

“Jock. Jock. A deputy comic that helps to lighten the mood. ”

"......."

The Elder glances at my lips, looks down at me with contempt, and then looks at me with an enlightened look. It was quite a varied expression change. She holds the staff in one hand and sets one hand on her forehead.

“You're such a moron. Fuck..."

I wonder why everyone I meet seems to realize that the word that best describes me in the universe is crazy, and it's so mysterious and yo-yo mystery, our best friend.

“Please understand.”

I shrug.

“I'm a former swordsman, aren't I? I tried to emulate him, and he's pretending to be a meth geek. It's not usually this far. ”

“You are never his successor. ”

Mm-hmm?

“I saw your sword. He's very good at coming. But not like a swordsman. Yeah, you got poison in your heart. ”

The elder's gaze looked around him as though he was speaking to me.

‘Aha.’

Indeed.

The constellations are now giving quests to encourage the congregation. But that quest was established under the premise that I am [heir to the sword]. If word gets out that my sword has nothing to do with me, I'll have no choice but to stop the quest from [incarnation of love and lust].

That is why the elders speak so that everyone can hear.

‘Clever.’

An attack that literally captures a point.

The Elder kicked his tongue.

“Did the swordsmen call it the Jeong Fini Sapphire? I don't care, I can tell. Four kings, you little brat. You are the Aha who walks the Apostle. How can you be the successor to the sword when the meaning in the sword is so completely opposite? Sure."

I can feel the congregation's silence. They stopped and listened to the sound of words that the elder and I had left between the heavens and each other during the battle.

[The incarnation of love and lust makes an embarrassing face.]

And the constellations.

“The sword is dead. ”

The howling laughter embroiders the air. As the elder laughs, the tail of her broom wiggles slightly. Like a laughingstock of constellations.

“Let's say he left a clue and raised a successor. Yeah, I don't know where his disciple is! But at least you're not a disciple, Four Kings. ”

Let's wait a little longer.

“Are you an ex after the sword's will? What does the Sword Man mean? Maybe it's the sword's will to rebel against our tower. Ha. If you hit that, tens of millions of you will all be the successors of the sword! ”

"......."

Just a little more.

“You know, bugs. The constellations are always like that. Ah, none of those God-fearing bastards are right. Even though you knew it wasn't. I knew I shouldn't have, but I wanted to run the campaign anyway, so I took the boy who was nothing and the sword came crashing down...."

“Hello.”

Yeah, it is.

“Bottlenecks.”

Now.

“Sometimes you have to be ventilated and alive, because like you, you can't use it if you're stuck in your room all the time. ”

Stop.

“Here, I feel it. I'll give you a free remodel today."

"......."

“I'm supposed to smile next. I may be the master of Amman Method, but I can't smile like that. You have the dignity of a human being, don't you? ”

Eyes.

I can feel your eyes.

The Elder was looking at me. If the eyes really meet, if only exploring each other becomes important, time stops while looking at each other. And anything else becomes unimportant.

A little while ago, the Elder was obsessed with destroying us. Speech. Taunt. Trick. We find our weakest spot and prepare to be bitten. He wanted to buy some time for the retreating spiders and make the congregation doubt the constellations and win the war as a result.

None of that matters.

“Hey.”

Among the names of the opponents.

I said the nickname that only the sword had in its mouth.

“Grey.”

"......."

“Are you still living like that? ”

Showing the expression of the sword, the tone of the sword, and the smile of the sword.

“What has happened to you has changed for a hundred years or a thousand years. ”

“I think it's also a disease. Bottle. Basically fighting the world. You think if I change, I lose to the world? I'll call it the Grey Bottle from now on. It's an honor."

“You."

You, "the elder said.

“You--"

“Haha."

"......."

“Let's say. ”

I smiled.

“Jock. Jock. ”

"......."

“How about that? It was a little funny this time, right? ”

And then, I saw.

A swirling stream of magical power from the clouds above the city. Even the spiders retreating to the spire flinch and look back, looking up at the sky. The five spires vibrate and create earthquakes throughout the city.

I've seen a lot.

“Okay.”

None of that mattered.

“I wanted to see that look. ”

The moment I lift my sword.

The magic rushing into the sky struck me together.