The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

Once upon a time, there was a time when hunters without superpowers were called heroes.

It was from 30 years ago in the Great War.

The appearance of a strange monster. Those who hunt those who are superior to themselves quietly during the war against the creatures outside their common sense. The first hunters were nomads who were not part of the group.

They rescued people from dungeons and towns that could not be reached by military, fighters or tanks, and battlefields that no one cared about.

That's why people called them "heroes."

‘It's all in the past. ’

Lee Jun-seok smiled bitterly, looking down at the masters' swordsmanship duel from the VIP seat. Funny thing about being a S-rank hunter, you put yourself in the VIP seat with nothing to do with swords. It's a place for a sword. What kind of superpower is this?

He quietly raises his head, looking away at the history of sitting on the seat of the Costantini official.

Once a Pure Hunter, a superpowerless hunter, was a hero. Who can call them heroes if they don't just take a gun and a knife and call them heroes who fight the giant monsters?

However.

Everything's changed since the superpowers showed up.

They were the top compatible of the incompetent hunters in all respects, being able to conquer monsters at less cost, more efficiently, more flawlessly, and more glamorously.

F rank? There was no rank like that in the first place. All superpowers are recorded at the E rank.

‘In other words, the F rank is just a means to unite the hunters who were incapacitated in the beginning. ’

Peace was restored, the army rose again, and the company began to move.

Superpowers were, above all, the perfect means of business. With less money, they were able to hunt more monsters and sweep away 'ether crystals’, and their magnificent abilities were enough to deceive the eyes of the world. However, there were few superpowers at the time, and right now was a time when veteran F rank hunters needed experience.

For this reason, the inability hunters were hired by the first Hunter Association. In the beginning, there was only one goal. Taking their experience and building Hunters' textbooks.

As expected, hunters who survived the battlefield without any superpowers had considerable experience, and they were very helpful in the development of the hunter industry.

That's all they were good for.

I still remember Lee Jun-seok. When he first gained superpowers and became a D rank hunter.

What Frank Hunter said to himself, who was nine years older than he was.

‘· · · · · · · · This Drank Dungeon decided to send you instead of me. ’

I thought you said it was your turn. ’

It was strange. The TOs of the dungeons within the guild were distributed fairly.

‘Yes, I did. But the guild has determined that sending you is more efficient than sending me. ’

‘Ahh · · · · · · · · · ·. ’

Lee Jun-seok was a beginner who had only hunted three times at the time, and he was a veteran among veterans who had wandered in the battlefield for nine years.

However, the incapable Hunter takes too much money to hunt once. On the other hand, a superpower could complete a mission with just one Ether Dispenser.

Since that day, the older Hunter who taught himself quit the industry.

From then on, Lee Jun-seok began to feel something strange.

Something is wrong with the fact that the hunters of Veteran F rank, who protected their childhood, are slowly disappearing. They didn't have superpowers, though. Still.

‘Joon-suk, I've decided to quit this time. ’

One by one, the Pure Hunters, who were their idols, began to leave the industry.

Guilds and corporations gave little work to incompetent hunters, so even if you leave the guild, it is now difficult to find and fight the game alone in a peaceful country. The words of those who once fought naked for humanity are not the glorious death on the battlefield, nor the glorious retirement that everyone rejoices in.

It's just that everyone is slowly forgetting. It was like that.

I thought it was a natural flow of times.

Every morning, news reports of the failure of the F rank hunters have been released, suggesting that they are now useless. The FRank Hunter may have been humanity's salvation in an era of war, but it is of no use to us now that peace has begun.

And when Lee Jun-seok finally became a S rank hunter and became able to influence the Hunter Association.

I realized.

‘· · · Are you giving them that mission on purpose? ’

Consecutive failures of the F rank hunter. Their mission success rate was declining exponentially, behind which there was a malicious dungeon deployment. Any hunter who goes to a dungeon with a low chance of success sends all of the F rank hunters.

In addition, even if the Frank Hunter succeeded in something big, it was only reported as small to society. Like they're trying to hide their accomplishments.

It wasn't like that for one company. That's how the multinational Hunter Association was moving.

"You know the head of the Hunter Association used to be an F rank hunter. ’

The words of the chairman of the association were still in Lee Jun-seok's ears.

‘But it's useless now. ’

"Yes?"

‘So I kicked him out. In this age, we don't want a powerless hunter, we want a superpowered hunter. ’

The current Hunter Association chairman called the F rank hunter "the money-sucking ant." Since the founding of the Academy of Superpowers, the value of powerless hunters has been diminishing every day.

‘It's just the flow of time. ’

Seeing the chairman of the association who said that, Lee Jun-seok laughed in vain.

Who put you in that position now?

To save humanity, who are the first to go barefoot?

Those who allowed them to live oiled their ships.

Who the hell are you?

However, Lee Jun-seok did not have the courage to open his mouth, and many years have passed since.

Now the whole world knows.

Hunters at the F rank are no longer useful.

How many years as a veteran have you been in the field?

I'm sure it's amazing. It's amazing. That's the end of it.

Now it's very rare for anyone to know the Pure Hunter's specialty. Or, if I knew, only those who turned away. In the end, the active Frank Hunters were almost extinct, especially if there were no Hunters active for more than a decade.

That's why the story was even more special. Survived that Lost Day politics as an upside down hunter, finally made it to the Hell Gate and back.

‘I wish I could bring him to our guild. ’

Lost Day, and any other guild that is afraid of the mouth of the association, as well as the Velvet Guild of Lee Jun-seok, are now reluctant to recruit the F rank. Even if it's a 15-year veteran.

However, Lee Jun-seok saw the eyes of the legend today and realized.

‘That man, there's something. ’

There's no way you don't know what you're being treated like unless you're stupid.

That he's still in the hunter industry. It's like he's still targeting something in the industry.

· · · Want to create a guild? Or politics or business? ’

Obviously, one way or another, the tale will pop soon enough.

If only I could be a part of it in the meantime.

Tac! Percussion!

“Hap!”

“Head!"

The duel started, and a lot of masters fought with their swords, but Lee Jun-seok didn't even give it a single glance.

Just the seats where the story sits.

I looked at it for a long time.

*

The majority of the superpowers were occupied by 'strong’ people. Simple but ability to strengthen the body. And their ability was perfect for 'ether blades’ that worked well with monsters.

However, how can anyone wield a sword if they've never used it before? So he began to teach swordsmanship to superpowers at the Council of Swordsmen with centuries of long tradition and history.

That was the first swordsmanship debate, but that sense of purpose has actually blurred for now.

Strong Talents no longer want the teachings of the incompetent.

I'd rather learn from my master who wielded the sword with superpowers for years.

So more desperately, the masters desperately wielded their swords, but · · · · · · · · · ·.

‘Bullshit. ’

The Swordsmanship Discussion was already a scene of friendship. Often referred to as the "swordsman," one or two superpowers began to notice, and where the master sat, powerful people were sitting in the garden. Then they laugh and talk to each other.

Now, superpowers are no longer interested in the sword of ordinary people.

It doesn't help them at all.

Taylor turns to look around.

Legend has it that he was secretly watching the struggle of the incompetent master swordsmen. Somehow, Taylor, whose insides start to rumble, stands up.

“Where are you going? ”

“It's over.”

“The event is about to begin. Celeste. ”

“Uh, he'll be here before then. Smoke a cigarette. ”

When there was a sermon, he got dizzy and didn't want to touch the cigarette, but Taylor just said that and walked out.

Eventually, it was a friendship between swordsmen. I can't believe someone's children are so talented. Amazing. Though there's a rhyme involved, to be honest, Taylor didn't like that tail very much.

When I came out of the hall, there were quite a lot of people wandering around because it was a short break. Like Taylor, there were people who wanted to burn cigarettes or go to the bathroom, and there were people who continued to socialize from hallway to hallway.

And...

Aren was one of them.

S-rank strongman and swordsman who shoved his ass into the League of Swordsmanship.

He had a very good reputation for handling swords, even though he was not a famous man. He also performed well in the Hunter industry.

However.

There was only a little bit of contempt for the weak.

He was talking to other master swordsmen in robes, and unlike the smiling Arene, the masters looked uncomfortable.

“Of course. I'm a criminal, and I should have that much success. ”

A superpower among the incapacitated. Perhaps, he is enjoying some kind of superiority. At least Taylor knew a man named Arene, so he was actually convinced of that. It was obvious that the masters were making uncomfortable faces.

‘Mr. Erai, you stepped on shit. ’

I quickly turned, but unfortunately, it was too late.

“Oh, Taylor! ”

“· · Aw, fuck. ”

Taylor looks at Aren, thinking that nothing will happen to him. He told the masters he would excuse them for a moment, and then approached Taylor, who, unlike her rotting face, widened their expressions.

“Just tell me what you want and get lost. ”

“Haha, why are you so harsh? I heard you were at the debate, but I was too busy to find you. Do you want to grab some lunch later? ”

Then Taylor asked as if it was crazy.

“Me or you? Why?”

“A chef I know nearby is at the hotel restaurant this time · · · · · · ·. ”

“Hey."

She picks out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and sighs.

“I'm so fucking tired, I have to go. Shut up and get lost.”

“· · · · · · · Yeah? ”

Aren stares at Taylor and asks with a firm look.

“Legacy. He's here this time, too, right? As criminals of the Costantini family. ”

“What?"

“Right? Another memoir? ”

In response, Taylor stops touching his cigarette case and looks at Aren with a cool expression. But he didn't stop talking.

“You've always been weird, you know? ”

Arene's career is now 12 years old. When he was a rookie, Taylor was a third-year senior hunter. Even just three years later, Taylor was braver, courageous, decisive, and superior in leadership. Aren knew that despite his harsh language, it was all about the team's mood.

Arlene may have been interested in Taylor ever since. Arlene approached her several times because the atmosphere at the time was' if we don't really connect, 'it doesn't matter how much she was in love or having sex.

However.

“Since then, you've had a history, a legacy. Aren't you sick of it?”

Taylor has never once turned his eyes on anyone else since his first debut 12 years ago, or 15 years before he didn't know it. Taylor said he was only following the lore.

I couldn't understand.

There are many other talented and outstanding people.Why is there such a thing as a history without superpowers?

In response, Taylor smiled and said.

“Hey."

“Tell me.”

“Tell me, then, what's better for me than a proverb. ”

“What?"

Arlene tried to answer him, as if he were a fool.

“Superpowers? Wealth? I don't need all that. Why do you think that is? Because I have it all. ”

“Taylor.”

“I don't need it all. It doesn't matter if your superpower is rank S or rank F. Because the proverbial" F "rank hunter, is the human value of F rank itself? ”

On the contrary.

“You're a S rank. Only superpowers are ranked S, right?”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

Taylor says that and almost spits it out.

“You. I used to think you were annoying. I changed my mind.”

She always curses at her mouth. However, when I was really angry, I smiled rather than cursing. That's a pretty lively smile too.

“Just, come on. Disgusting.”

Taylor said that with a pretty smile on his face, leaving the room.

And then, Aren stayed in his seat and held his fist for a long time.

‘· · · · · · · · Testimony. ’

Ultimately, it's the age of ability to prove everything. Now I don't understand why it is that in a modern world where it seems so visible, Taylor's individual woman is obsessed with a history of low value.

To a man whose absolute value is less than his own.

‘If only I could thoroughly tread on the proverbial past. · · · · · · · ·. ’

He came back to the stadium with a firm look on his face. Aren, who secretly wanted to sit in the chair of the Okamoto family, · · · · · · · · ·. I felt something strange.

[Celeste Costantini VS Okamoto Sanagi]

Oh, did it already start? ’

Talking with Taylor, he thinks it's too late and looks down at the stadium. It was a duel that didn't pay much attention in the first place. Sanaji himself taught swordsmanship, and Celeste has a low rank in the first place, making her the opponent of Sanaji. So, as most people say, water falls from top to bottom, the results are obvious.

That's why.

Strangely, the stadium is quiet.

“· · · · · · · Huh? ”

Hiya! Hiya! Hiya!

Everything is quiet. Just as the sword and the sword clash, only the sound of two women's fighting fills this place.

Aren looks at the stadium with trembling eyes.

Okamoto Sanagi. She is being pushed by the Celeste Costantini.

A strong man in the C rank was being pushed by the D rank.

‘Does that make sense? ’

The difference between rank C and rank D is the difference between the car and bike level. That's the difference between a car that drives so slowly that it can't lose even if it wants to. A match between a child and an adult? No, I like to think it was a rat versus a stray cat.

By the way.

The rat bit the cat.

The bike crashed into the car.

Unbelievable things were happening.

Celeste suddenly awakens the power of rank C?

No, everyone in this room knew. She was still just a D rank. Then, it seemed that there was only one reason why Celeste was dominating Sanaa.

‘Celeste's sword conquers Sanagi's sword. ’

To the extent that it can make up the difference in the strength of the steel.

However, until last year, Celeste did not conquer Sanagi's sword, but rather showed a level of equality to the sword itself. And the reason she suddenly got so high over the course of a year, what is that?

Several masters who came to think of it looked at where the ‘culprit’ of the Costantini family would sit one by one.

There, there was a Hunter at the F-rank who lacked superpowers.

End