SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

3.

Strange things happened. The boy who introduced himself as a fan of mine, surprisingly not a hunter, but a constellation.

“Uh. Could the constellations get lost or starve? ”

“Of course, my king. ”

The boy smiled at Betsy.

“If you know the constellations, you're doomed! ”

The two of us were on the same path, so we decided to accompany them for a while. As we walk through the secluded forest, we make spectacles of rabbits and deer with their heads stuffed in the grass.

“I really don't have any followers…. There was one 600 years ago, and the last time, not a single one of them gave it up. Well, in conclusion, I live like a complete pauper. ”

“Ex. Then……."

I scoured the boy with fresh eyes. From head to toe, the boy in the rags looks like a poor town kid everywhere.

“At least 600 years old…? ”

“Maybe 10 times that. The constellation has a very different sense of time than the Hunters! Usually counting to a thousand years old is pretty good, but since then, let it go. It's meaningless. It's worthless. It's no fun!”

Scary.

“If you're a constellation, you must have two names. What's your name? ”

“Wow. Of course there's a name and a name. I'm a little embarrassed to tell you my name... But let me be brave and tell you something! Yes! My name is……."

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“Heh.”

I nodded.

I felt like it was a good name for some reason.

It was the same name that really matched well with this boy smiling brightly in front of his eyes, literally built for him.

"Good. What's there to be ashamed of? That's a cool name. ”

“Well, is that so? Ahaha. If that's what the king says. Hmm! I'm ashamed……"

The boy smiled small. He scratches his cheek with his index finger. He looks innocent. I look around with a warm smile.

“There was something this way, by the way. ”

“Is there somewhere you want to go? ”

“Just stopping by town or town for supplies. I wish it could be a big town.... ”

I want to buy a dress for a boy who is not like this constellation. Suddenly, thinking about it, the boy raised his hand.

“Ah!"

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“If that's the case, we'll just have to get off the road! ”

He turned his head in the direction the boy pointed. I looked at it from afar, enhancing my eyesight with error, and I saw a city there, just like the boy said.

“Oh, I'm serious. ”

We moved on. Upon arriving, it was a settlement that was neither too large nor too small, just as I wanted to be in my mind.

I entered the clothing store on the street. The Wind on the Door was shaken. A middle-aged shopkeeper who was reading in the shop lifted his head.

“Welcome.”

“Hello, I'd like to see some clothes. ”

I pointed over the window.

In the middle of the street, a little boy stood there staring at me.

“I'd like to buy her something that suits her. Intimate outfit. Is there anything good to wear? ”

“Kid?”

The host looked out the window curiously.

“Where is the child? ”

“Hey, there's a boy in a blanket suit. ”

“Hmm? I'm sorry. I don't see anyone. I don't know what you're talking about......."

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"...... Ah. You mean the kid."

The old man picked up his glasses. Is presbyopia out of sight? The old man smiles fabulously at the slight anxiety of mistakes caused by his age.

“I'm sorry. So, you're not a baby. I thought you said it was an active outfit. Just wait a little longer, and I'll bring it right out. ”

“Ah. Please, sir. ”

“It's all business. ”

I paid a price and handed the boy his clothes.

I forgot.

The boy looked up at me in a daze.

“Row, my king. Is this……? ”

“It's a gift.”

A wide white robe.

It may look white and easy to ride, but it's still a magical item. There is a spell that does not ask for soup. Warm Magic and Warm Magic. When I was homeless, I could use it instead of sleeping bags, but there were plenty of pockets in my clothes, so I had enough storage space.

“For some reason, these clothes might be useful. It's better than nice clothes. Would you like to try it on?”

"......."

Hesitating, the boy dresses up.

“Oh, that's okay. ”

The white robe matched the atmosphere of the boy who looked innocent. I felt proud for some reason and looked around the boy back and forth.

“Oh, but is it a bit big? ”

Everything was fine, but the robe was too flat compared to the boy's body type. Almost 1.5 times different size.

“That's strange. I thought it would be the right fit...? ”

“... Yes. No.”

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“At this size, I think it's okay. ”

The girl pulls out her hand over her sleeve. I just got my hand buried in my sleeve, and then I saw a slight twist on my wrist line. There was no feeling that the body type was not too fit.

“Good. I guess I was mistaken. ”

I smiled at the girl.

“It's been a while, but it was a pleasure accompanying you. ”

"......."

“Next time, make sure you don't get lost in the woods. There's no guarantee that someone like me will always be in the woods. I'll leave you to it. ”

The moment I said good-bye and turned my back.

“Sa, Sa, Sa King! Wait a minute!”

A girl grabbed my sleeve.

“Yes?”

“That……."

The girl writhes. Her lips are open, but her tongue is distorted in her mouth. Once, the girl looked up at me and clenched her teeth.

There were many thoughts that disappeared in the eyes of the girl.

“So..."

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So what's going on?

As if seeking my help, the muttering of someone suddenly interrupted me.

“---- there you are. ”

It was neither a girl's voice nor mine.

“I've been looking all over for you. ”

"......!"

I turn my head toward the sound of my voice. Holding the Sword Sack. The voices were exactly twelve steps away from me, and I didn't notice at all [until the opponent came within twelve steps].

It was clear what that meant.

The opponent is an enormous master.

- It's a zombie.

"Yes."

The messenger warned me with a loud voice. I nodded my head because I knew enough about what he was trying to warn me about.

‘…… the most powerful hunter I met on the 60th floor. That one.’

He was a man covered in a pale colour.

“I thought I'd run away, but at best I was hiding in town. I don't know if you were planning on hiding a tree in the forest, but you weren't the only one who thought about it. ”

The man was wearing a Sagad. Sagad's whole body is torn apart. Not only did I not stop the rain, but the face of the man was clearly seen beyond Sagrath.

His eyes glanced at me with a hole in Sagad.

“You're hanging out with a weirdo. ”

"......."

“Follow me. You don't want to see blood running through your veins. ”

Cough.

The sleeve was pulled tighter.

The girl hung on to me with a face completely terrified.

"...... Hmm."

I took a small step to hide the girl from the man's eyes. Sagad's man frowns.

“What is it?”

“I don't know who you are. I don't know why you want to take him. But you already have a personality when you look at people and you say," Who are you? "”

“That's an interesting thing to say. ”

Sagad's man laughs.

“I know he can see people's personality, but he can't see their skills. Usually, a man like that dies first. Yonker's up to the 60th floor. ”

“Maybe that means I'm not a normal human being. ”

“If you fall off your neck and don't die, I'll admit it. ”

Xiaoang!

After a while, what happened was as follows:

First, the man draws his sword and swings it. The black error was surging and split between us in a heartbeat. However, by the time twelve steps had been reduced to six, my sword had stopped a man from striking.

"......."

I opened my eyes as if the man was surprised.

And, shh! Throwing stars flew from three directions: southeast, behind my back, west, all with respect to me. The man was not alone. You lurk the group in. But I had already noticed three hostiles, Cha-chan! Three recognizances were intercepted before they even dug within twenty paces.

“Huh."

The man's eyes widened a bit.

A passerby who was walking the streets normally, one of the passersby who was nearby, suddenly took his dagger out of his arms and ran into him. He was also a man's companion. I tightened my right hand to hold the dagger. Bend your hand, "Cough?!” I smashed my arm into my shoulder and blew it to the back.

It was the end of what had happened in a very short time.

“...... You're doing well. ”

“Heeheeheeheehee!”

Then, as if a moment of pause had begun to flow again, a scream rang out in the street. People quickly dodged after noticing the struggle.

Just me and the girl.

Only Sagad's men and his men remain on the road.

“You're good enough to sound arrogant. ”

“Well, I have the skills to scold an arrogant person. ”

“You know enough to know who we are, don't you? ”

“I don't know. Hmm. I don't know.”

I stroked my chin.

“Probably some scumbag trying to take a powerless constellation...? ”

"......."

Sagad's man's expression became more and more noticeable. But it was still less fun to watch. A man's life is a face. I'll make it a little more fun.

“Ah. I know it's an organization that doesn't have enough money to keep spending because it doesn't have enough money to buy a salad. Do you want me to sponsor you? Your money is still rotting. I can save up to four beggars like you. I can't afford five. I want you to cast lots among yourselves and drop one of them. ”

“Good. I've decided. ”

Sagad's man fixed the bladder.

“I'll cut your tongue out and throw it to the dogs. ”

A blade with ears.

At first glance, I could see that he was not the one who refined the error in the usual way.

“Sa, Sa King……."

You hear a girl's anxious voice behind her back. Is it okay to ask for help? Or he's becoming a lung. To the girl shaking between the two emotions, I gently closed one eye.

“I'm fine.”

"......."

The girl lowers her head.

Meanwhile, Sagad's man poses.

“The locus is the parishioner of Blood. Blood clot. ”

"...... Huh?"

I blinked.

“Hematoma?”

“Yes.”

“Hematology? You mean, religion? Bridge with blood on it? ”

“Indeed it is. ”

Sagad's man smiles bitterly.

Probably satisfied with my reaction

“Regret is useless now. Of course, I'll forgive you if you cut your own tongue out. Repent your arrogance, living your life in a tongueless body. It is generous for those who know how to blame themselves..."

“What? It's a total cult. ”

"......."

Boom.

Sagad's man stops speaking.

I was ridiculous.

“What the hell is a cult priest doing wandering the streets? Blood or Religion? Bridge Bridge. Thousand Horse Bridge. Where did the hematoma come from? ”

“Well……."

“Hey, who gave you permission to put the martial arts in the name of the group? I'm not a beggar anymore. I made a mistake. Hey, even openness will be more fundamental than you. You know? Openness tells you this is some kind of genealogical scumbag, and even if you put up a fight, you're on the side of openness. ”

"......."

“And the hematoma is a dude. One of the Samaritans I carry around is a hematoma. The bishop is the title under the bishop, not the bishop. Bitch, where are you getting so cocky? Are you gonna get in trouble or are you gonna get hit? ”

“You…..”

“The more they come from the wealthy world, the less polite they are. Please play to your level, to your level. Now, I'm going to quote you. Listen to me. First of all, take off the sign. Get rid of the god. I'll give you credit for your blood work. ”

“Kill.”

The man's face distorted like an evil spirit.

“I'll kill you for sure! ”

No, I don't.

Why would a pagan cult be angry?

The fart is making me angry.