The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

“Let's go back.”

In my words, a blunt message came to mind.

[Return to the original world.]

The world begins to blur and slowly begins to crumble. I used to close my eyes because of severe intoxication, but now I don't. I just kept my eyes on the world.

Far away.

Far, far away from the world.

And...

At last, when the world of Arash came to light, I could see it.

A giant dragon that holds a bead in its mouth, a giant giant giant like the covering of the world, something glowing like the universe. · · · · · · · · ·

They were all staring down at the world of Arash.

I could instinctively understand.

Ah, those are the so-called constellations.

They were overwhelming and overwhelming enough to understand why they thought of humans as mere amusement. Those who seem to be heartbroken just by looking at them.

· · · · · · · And.

The client has placed me in a temporary position that is only human, but similar to those of the constellations.

When the world is completely black. I opened my mouth and asked.

“A client. I don't usually ask questions about clients. ”

< · · · · · ·. >

“What the hell are you? ”

The world is still black. It feels like a rich sense of the universe and waits for the client's answer.

< · · · · · · It's still early. But when the time comes, I promise I will tell you. >

“Then tell me why it's time. ”

< I can't tell you why it's early. >

“That's unbeatable. ”

The client wants to hunt down every protagonist in the world.

Who is able to move freely in dimensions, and kill the absurd creature who alone possesses all the probabilities of the world.

“· · · Just in case. You're not the main character, are you? ”

Then I thought I heard the laughter of a woman somewhere. You're mistaken. She acted like she didn't have feelings.

< No way. >

“I see.”

< Do you want to see me? >

“Of course.”

< · · · · · · If so, in just a moment. >

Then.

The universe surrounding me seemed to converge into a single dot.

A woman with a flock of bright golden lights.

*

“· · · Ugh! ”

[The world's time-speed has been normalized.]

I woke up, it was on the duvet in the studio.

I hurriedly groped my chest when I got up from my seat.

I felt frustrated so that my breasts could eat, and I blacked out.

What was that? ’

No. Did I just get it right?

I slowly got up from my seat and instead of the clock, I saw the rest of my life.

Less days.

That is, a day has passed.

“· · · Sleeping through the day. ”

Maybe he saw something in yellow.

Or is it because he was tired for almost 100 days in the world of Arash?

There was nothing to know.

I accidentally lifted my smartphone and checked my calendar.

As expected, only 25 days had passed on Earth.

“Hey, client. ”

< · · · · · ·. >

“Are you asleep?"

< · · · · · ·. >

It's strange.

I used to tick to answer when I called.

No, I haven't responded once since the Lee Yeon-jun incident. She said she was tired and resting for a while. · · That's odd.

I can't. I'll have to ask you later.

“Hmm.”

Suddenly, I felt frustrated and touched my chest, wearing a black ether suit.

Come to think of it, I once jumped into a class-one suit and never used it. After unpacking the suit, I saw the air in the shape of a box and pushed it into the corner.

[The protagonist's skill ‘Inventory (B)’ was absorbed.]

That was the skill gained from the protagonist.

There were a lot of other good skills, and Arash was a scholar or a genius, but I didn't get them, so I'm not fooled.

I just now felt the need to find out what I had gotten.

━

& Inventory

* Description: Create your own space to store items.

* Maximum capacity: 70 (kg)

* Maximum capacity: 10 (m3)

* Caution! Items with more than A rank of energy cannot be accepted.

━

This was the kind of skill that I wanted the most, a form that resembled inventory, namely ‘subspace’. It looks quite different in many ways from subspace, but what about it? After all, our inventory has proven the same that we can only take limited quantities from this world.

Opening the inventory, a translucent brick-pattern window appeared, showing a list of the items stored there. Shortly before I left the world of Arash, I traveled around with the body of the spirit to find materials similar to the materials written in the 'White Witch's Library', and as a result, nothing matched, but I was able to find things that were similar.

An envelope filled with spiritual energy, filled with fairy dust that was scattered into the air.

It could not bloom Silver Spirit flowers, but it could still create a breathable environment.

I lead my weary body to the ether vault and open it. Inside, the potted plant was wiggling the fading petals.

“Hey, you're alive, right? ”

Huh · · · ·.

“I brought you something useful, so bear with me. ”

Cold · · ·

You carefully remove the dirt, wrap it around the flower, and scatter fairy dust inside the enchanted crystal glass tube. The fairy dust flew in the air about the same level as pollen, so I had to work very carefully, and I was able to sit down for almost 30 minutes and finish the wrestling at the end.

· · · It's cool.

“You think you'll live a little? ”

Mm-hmm.

I haven't gotten any of the right ingredients yet. I had to travel to another dimension, but I didn't because I had an appointment with Celeste right away.

I checked my abilities after finishing organizing the pots.

Story

[Combined Level: 42]

* Stats

[Strength 39] [HP 38] [Agility 40]

[Energy 1] [Magic Power 42]

* Talent

[Slash A +] [Hunt D +] [Shot C]

[Cooking D] [Instinct A] [Origin A]

[Other · · ·.]

* Skills

[Protagonist Hunter Lv. 2]

[White Sword Method]

[sixth sense (F)]

[Wind & Step]

[Araceli Mana Circling (SS)]

[Library of White Witches (F)]

[Inventory (B)]

I'm at level 42. Now it's really okay to be completely D rank.

This should be enough to be able to live as a hunter without being swayed anywhere else. Moreover, I was able to draw out my physical abilities even more by using wind steps, Mana Circling, and I can hunt effectively using the white sword. If I go to work properly, I will be able to live without worrying about money.

“By the way, what do you mean by more than A rank equipment? ”

[A randomly assigned rank, based on the amount of energy contained in the item.]

The answer was answered by a machine that sounded like a machine instead of a client.

[Based on Earth Equipment, Grade 1 Air Equipment corresponds to A rank.]

“Oh · · ·. So Mega Schuester is going into the inventory? ”

How uncomfortable it was carrying a Mega Shutter around. This was a big harvest. After hitting the appropriate inventory with low-grade equipment that had been sleeping throughout my studio, including mega shooters, I picked up my smartphone.

I don't know what's going on on on Earth during that space because there's been so much going on in this world.

So I looked at a number of useful applications, including timeline applications that summarize the news in the last few weeks. Time is running out to read newspapers, and it's good to write what happened when you want to find out fast. For more information, tap on the article to find out.

While checking the news, I texted Taylor at the same time.

[Psalm: I'm home]

I don't know why, but Taylor was following me around, saying, 'If you're going to go somewhere weird and come back, report it all the time.' I then texted Celeste. Apparently, there's a swordsmanship debate in a few days.

Celeste received an immediate reply.

[Celeste: Photo (link)]

“Huh?"

It was a selfie of Celeste herself. Should I say stubborn, stubborn selfie like a doll without a face. There was a link in the photo.

[Celeste: This is my star account]

[Celeste: Follow us]

Follow us?

[Testimonial: Don't you have to ask if you have an account?]

Then for about 30 seconds, there was no answer, and a murky text returned.

[Celeste: Sorry. I thought you were a Southern Hunter...]

[Testimonial:...]

Then I have nothing else to say.

But why is this?]

[Celeste: I'm going to attend this swordsmanship debate to get my SNS certification]

[Celeste: I'd like to link Saddam Hunter's account]

No more of that.

[Celeste: Because I want to.]

Hmm · · · ·. There are many people who start SNS at an age later than me, but I did not like it very much. It's been a while since I learned anything new. If you still want to see what it feels like, tap on Celeste's account.

“Crazy, 1 million followers? ”

She was definitely the one who said she didn't even have an SNS account just a few months ago during her Hunter debut.

No, I heard that I created an account afterwards and confronted a UTV reporter who was broadcasting live at the time. I didn't know I wasn't interested after that, but I didn't think it would explode in a moment.

Well, it's strange how things used to be that you didn't become famous because you look like you have all your family and wealth and talents. The moment I created my SNS account in the first place, this was the obvious order.

I slowly glanced around her timeline. · · · · · I took an inspiring selfie with a hard face that is no different than usual, and for some reason thousands of people said it was good and hot.

When I saw the most recent ones, I occasionally saw a picture with Taylor, and it seemed like Chelestea was trying to force her to take a picture because her face was pointy. But she wasn't cold enough to ignore her successor's words. They're just pretending to be fierce.

“Huh?"

While I was still looking at Taylor's photo, I noticed a comment. It was in English, but could be translated into Korean enough.

[ARen: It's been a long time since I've had a photo of Taylor] [29 likes/97 replies]

[9: This is a bird's foot. Someone asked me to comment. I feel like I'm suddenly falling behind.]

· · · Taylor's response was more overwhelming. How pissed off they would have been when they commented.

Arlene.

He was a man of considerable malice to me and Taylor. As a rank S superpower with a debut three years later than me, I always despised me on the battlefield, but I didn't really care because I had low self-esteem and was always ignored.

It was Taylor who stepped up every time. She used to bring all kinds of insults and bigotry to Arene, but instead she got insulted and started chasing after Taylor, saying she liked it.

“He's consistent, too. ”

Wouldn't it be time for you to wake up if you insulted me like that? By the way, I was surprised that Aren was doing Stargram, so I clicked on his account.

“· · · You're rich, right? ”

Instead of selfies, Aren posted a bunch of pictures of strange tattoos on the back of his hand, a gold chain, an expensive wallet or watch, and suspicious gestures on top of the car, but he also had an unfathomable following.

However, Arene was also a strong Srank figure with a reputation and at the same time held a very strong stake in the 'Sword Master Association'.

‘Wait. So he's coming to the sword conference? ’

I didn't think much of it, but I felt just like that, just as I was reluctant to see the gross person. As I slowly put down the post of Arene without thinking about it, I suddenly realized something strange.

It was an arena that always wore different accessories in every photo, but it was as unique as two accessories.

An old white necklace worn on Arene's right wrist and a rustic pearl necklace on its neck. Even though it was not an accessory that Aren, who was looking for 'cool’, he always kept it close to his body.

Oh, right. I remember.

Apparently, he had it on him the last time we saw him a few years ago.

“That's · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

[Activates the skill ‘Library of White Witches (F)’.]

Skill first noticed the identity of the accessory before I noticed it.

[Start a search for this magic.]

[Searching · · · · · · ·.]

[Search Complete: Spellbind due to a primitive imprint]

[The spells were identified as' Strength Boost (B) ’and‘ Speed Boost (C) ’.]

[This magic skill is considered sub-compatible.]

[Do you want to try cracking?]

End of Sword Discussion Session (1)