SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

1.

Wizard, [Ancient Staff] sighs.

“…… I don't know how long I've been feeling frightened. Sword. I can't see you and you won't talk to me, but let me just say that there's a reason you failed to attack the breach. ”

The wizard has his forehead. Like I'm sick of it.

He probably doesn't reveal his emotions anytime soon, but the aftermath of the 'Heart Sword’ by the messenger must have been quite intense.

“Hmm. What exactly happened...?" ”

I shaken my head and woke up. The sequelae has not yet disappeared from the flat world to the original world. A slight vomiting sensation sticks to your throat.

“What's going on? Yeah, something great happened. ”

In my question, [Ancient Staff] frowned.

“The stage almost collapsed. ”

“Collapse……."

“It literally collapses. Some stages are constellations themselves. If the stage is destroyed, the constellations will be hurt just as much. But the ghost you're carrying...... cut down the stage at all. ”

“Yes? The Duke carries a ghost? ”

The apothecary blinked. As a pharmacist, it was a no-brainer. However, [Ancient Staff] did not answer her question whether she was bothered to explain.

“If I had left it alone, your ghost's cut would have gotten bigger and bigger, expanding rapidly. The Jincheon World must have been cut off like a paperback! It's a world for the 75th floor. How many souls are at rest in the Jincheon World at night? ”

The wizard stares at the swift air. If there was a messenger in there, I'd slap him on the cheek.

“I don't know what you're doing with your thoughts. ”

- No, I trusted you.

The messenger folds his arms and laughs.

- If the world were to fall, you would try your best to stop it. Yeah, well, I could have trusted your good intentions. Rather, thank me. A man of my caliber would gladly acknowledge your kindness.

“What does your ghost say? ”

“Huh."

Kim Gong-ja, one second of life's worries.

“I'm sorry for swinging the knife without thinking. ”

“At least I'm glad I know how to hurt you. ”

The wizard tugs his chin in.

When I saw that, I felt a guilty conscience in my heart...... which I lied about. Shit. Let's think about it. Don't you think it's the sheer fur of your conscience that makes you feel stressed out by talking to the person behind your back like that?

"......."

While we were talking, the pharmacist was thinking to himself. When I heard that I had a ghost, I asked if I was troubled.

“What's the matter? ”

“Oh, not really. It's nothing. Well, I was just wondering why I was elected to the 75th floor. I think I'm in over my head."

Fortunately, it was not a matter of betrayal.

“Hey, Confucius. Can you tell us who were the judges before me and what stage they were on? ”

It wasn't a very difficult request, so I explained it step-by-step. The pharmacist's eyes listening to me sank clearly beyond the thick glasses.

“…… just like that. ”

The apothecary mutters.

“Mr. Gongcheong. I, if I die, will go to the underworld. ”

“Yes?”

“That is the basis of judgment. What heaven will you go to after you die? ”

I opened my eyes wide. On the contrary, the pharmacist was narrowing his eyes.

“Think about it. You said that the world judged by the paladin is the heaven of music, right? ”

“Yes. Yes..."

“The paladin, of course, is an expert in music. So it makes sense to be in charge of the evil sex. Yes, but in that sense, the world I should be called to justice should be a natural weakness...? because I specialize in medicine. ”

The pharmacist said with a shriveled voice.

“But I was in charge of Jincheon. no matter what your specialty is. I'm not particularly good at not lying, and I don't have a professional knowledge of two-dimensional planes. ”

"......."

“I mean, it doesn't decide who's the judge or not. Never.”

Indeed.

I was also blindfolded by the apothecary.

“If the paladin dies, he will be reborn in the underworld. When the Earl dies, it's gold. If the Serpent dies, he'll die. If the Inquisitor dies, he'll die. And……."

“Yes. When I die, it's true. ”

The pharmacist nods.

“I thought about it while Mr. Duke was attacking the stage. If I could die and go to the afterlife, what would I want? It was hard to imagine.... Well, I decided that I wanted to go to a world where I didn't have to worry about what's inside of each other. ”

“…… I see. ”

“Yes, I did. So Jincheon is the afterlife that I want to go to. ”

I turned my eyes away. The pharmacist looked in the same direction as I did.

There, [Ancient Staff] quietly draws our two gazes.

“Is that true?”

“... Yes. That's right. That's right. ”

The wizard replied nicely.

["Ancient Staff" acknowledges your hunch to be correct.]

[You have intercepted information hidden by the Ancient Staff.]]

I sent out a message to confirm it. That's kind.

“As originally planned, I was going to reveal when you arrived on the 79th floor, [blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah]. I wanted to feel like a final boss. ”

The wizard seemed to have lost his hidden toy.

“But you figured it out a lot faster than I thought. Ha. The surprise is gone. ”

“…… Is there a heaven where I will go if I die? ”

“Hmm.”

The wizard smiles unknowingly.

“That's an unspeakable question. It's not for me to decide. Anyway, did you say pharmacist? Well done.Goodbye. ”

The wizard taps the floor with his staff, and the pharmacist's feet rumble like a swamp. The repatriation was forced. The apothecary stumbles onto the floor.

“Oh, me! Gong, Gong-su! Come on, let's go! I heard that I will forget about this, but Confucius, he will remember...."

“Yes."

I smiled and drove away the pharmacist.

“I look forward to a special potion for you to develop next time. ”

Fondant-.

Suddenly, the pharmacist's body disappeared below the ground. The only place the apothecary disappeared was the white ripples, and even that sank quickly.

After a beat, the 70th floor lobby was surrounded by a light white.

‘Stages only I can remember. ’

It's not a long shot.

I shrugged my shoulders and turned to the Wizard.

“Okay, so who's next? Anastasia? Marcus? Seeing that only the best Hunters have been summoned so far, ranking must be included in the judging criteria. ”

“To be precise, it's a choice between you and someone close to you. ”

“So it's Ubrica? Or Raviel? ”

“Either way, I have a deep connection with you. But neither of us wants the afterlife. Four Kings.”

The wizard once again taps the floor with his cane.

“Judgment may be a little tricky this time. ”

Uahhhhhh!

The light rises around the tip of the staff. If you look closely, the glowing shape resembles a lotus flower. When the smoothly ordered sand leaves split, the gap in the trunk of the light was rare.

“W-what? ”

Like the judges so far, the young man looked familiar. There were a few humans I didn't want to forget even after I died, one of them.

It wasn't a very good idea.

“Summon? This is the only summon you've heard of? No, you summon someone who has no morals and shit. Let's say hello to your face. ”

"......."

“Huh? What? What's wrong with my eyes? It's fucking Sunbi, so I think Sunbi's name is right in front of me. Well, you're the only one who can summon me. I was stupid. Why? Why did you call me this time? Do you want to dance again? ”

I muttered the name of the man who was called the new Magistrate and covered his forehead with palms.

Proficient....... "

“That's three names, though. ”

It would have been you.

2.

My head is tingling.

Definitely the right person to be [someone close to me].

“Why did you come here and make such a fuss...."

“Huh? I don't know why you're asking me that. You summoned me. ”

I narrowed down the streamlined glabella. Sleek but thick eyebrows dried neatly.

“No, wait a minute. Hey, I'm done living in your shadow. Can they still summon you? Is this legal?"

It's been a long time since I was a summoned member of the Nimble Summon. I acquired a new body through my skill [Skull of the Hippopotamus Dragon] from the Rider.

Every day you've been summoned to follow my orders, you think it's time to say good-bye, but your eyebrows are frowned upon because you've been summoned suddenly again.

“Fuck you. Stop pushing. I'm just trying to make up my mind and working hard! Can't you see what I'm wearing? This is cafe albavabok. I was doing my job at the Planetarium before I got you, Alba! ”

The skillful one seems to have mistaken me for practicing summoning.

Maybe he thought he was going to get another Cossack dance order. I began to preach about my own poor position with a rather urgent tone.

“When you're done, you have to run for the Moon! Because you put me in Moon-joo's class. Am I right, Ang? Do you have any idea how much trouble you're in? If he has a conscience..."

“Are you scared?”

“What?"

“Are you afraid I'm going to order you to do something weird? ”

“This bastard……."

He frowned and frowned.

“Just because you're a rank two hunter, you have the number one hunter as your personal bodyguard, and you're friendly with all the guild captains, and you're married to the most beautiful man in the world, you see me as water? ”

“Huh."

"Fuck."

He seemed to have easily acknowledged that he could see himself as H2O.

“Anyway, I didn't summon him this time. ”

“Then?”

“Long story short. ”

I went into a long description.

I'm breaking 70-79 right now. I'm not the only one who can break through this territory, and I need the recognition of the one chosen to be judged. And this time, damn it, you were chosen.

"…… umm…"

I folded my sleek arms.

Before I heard the story, there was a slight anxiety between my eyebrows and eyebrows, but now it's gone.

I don't know what I'm thinking, but my black eyes are sweeping me from head to toe.

“When I get your word straight, If I'm going to go up to the next floor, I have to admit, right? ”

“Come.”

“Whether it takes a decade or a hundred years, I can sit here and watch you on stage. ”

“Yes."

“Even the time flows differently between you and me here on stage, so I can skip long hours as I want? ”

I felt a strong anxiety when I saw him digging for skewers, but I couldn't even lie to him. If I hadn't answered, [Ancient Staff] would have explained.

“... That's right. ”

“Of course. There's your answer. ”

I smiled as if I was playing.

It was a demonic smile.

“Dance first. Kim Gong-ja.”

What? I'm sorry.

“Oh, of course, dancing is what I did. That dance, the cognac dance... You know better than anyone. You asked me to do that. Let's take a look at your dancing skills first. We'll talk about the stage later. ”

Hey. Hey.

“Why not? Don't dance if you don't want to. Let's light it up for a hundred years. No matter how monstrous you are, if you're stuck on the same stage for a hundred and twenty hundred years, you'll feel like dancing. Isn't that right?”

Hey. Hey.

"Of course, I don't plan on finishing it with one dance. Then I'm disappointed. Well, aren't there a lot of feelings between you and me, Mr. Kim?"

You son of a bitch.