The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

Queek, the hut opened quietly, and as I stepped outside, a chilly breeze struck the cheek of the snowman and passed by. But not the fierce wind that tried to attack her as before, but the wind that surrounded her amazingly warm.

I slowly tread on my eyes. There were no marks left. She was an unmanned woman on the border of the Bondi landscape, and she was a superpower of the SSS rank on Earth, so even if she didn't work hard, the extent of her work spread naturally.

Looking up at the rising dawn rising through the clouds, she sits on a rock on the hillside. The expression of snowflake on the sun seemed to feel better than ever.

“Phew · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

As I exhaled, my warm breath filled the air.

In fact.

If I had the chance to die.

She was determined to end her life without hesitation.

At one time, the Thousand Marxists led all the people. Her path became her will, and Thousand Horses spread their dreams to the world.

In the process, many brothers died. They did not fear death. When they reached out silently towards those who were dying, they just left with the word ’fulfill your dream.'

Whenever.

I don't remember the past.

‘You walk your path, your dreams. You don't have to go down the same painful road as me. You don't have to carry my burden. Please, let your dreams come true. ’

That's how the savior left.

But she had no dreams. That is why the dream of the heavenly host was her dream to put the flag of the heavenly host in the center of the world.

However, it all became a bubble.

The Catholic Church was destroyed, and the last remaining evidence of the Catholic Church was shut down and shut down. I was trapped in a remote area that lacked popularity, unable to leave the ten acres of space, and even death was forbidden.

Every day was a living hell.

I lost everything. I have been crying every day for four years because I had no reason to live anymore, and I couldn't even be free to die.

If there was a hell, this would be a better place.

No matter how much I begged him to kill me, he forced himself to go to hell.

Giving up everything, giving up the "heavenly horse," which is the very existence of one person who is left at the end, and becoming a woman. What could be worse than that?

‘I would rather die than give up the thousand horses. ’

And so, one day, I put it all down.

A mysterious butterfly flies out the window and says,

I'll come looking for you.

My head, for the first time, was buried in the snow, and the hope that no longer ran began to flutter. The sheer hope that maybe we can get out of this hell.

Now.

Thousands no longer dream of the Catholic Church.

Jungyeon was able to dream on her own.

How are you feeling today?

The silver butterfly constantly came to talk to her without letting her live in despair.

I had the gentle taste of jeans for breakfast.

I stuck my friend's head on the floor for this ramen.

It's nice out here.

In total, he could not have a proper conversation with anyone for almost five years, not even four years, until he was locked up in the Moorish world. At best, it was a one-sided conversation with the arch-enemy of the moon marzi.

Jungyeon desperately captured the silver butterfly. And every day, I lived in anxiety.

‘What am I supposed to do if I get disgusted and leave? ’

I didn't want to go back to that lonely hell again.

If someone talks to you, you can talk to someone.

I don't know why I didn't know then.

The fact that you think of yourself as a person, not a thousand words, is so happy.

Every day, I read only the message from the man who didn't even know his face, and waited for Seolmyeon again and again. She did not know that the feeling of waiting was getting stronger and stronger.

However, I continued to question one corner of my heart.

"Can I hold on to this happiness? ’

The Dalmatizon is a mythological masterpiece that is one step higher than itself. How do you get yourself out, avoiding the eyes of the man so strong that it is impossible to defeat even if everyone in the forest fights?

Is that even possible? Don't I have hopes in vain? ’

A fragile hope like a candle swayed by a storm in the dark. However, he did not give up. It wasn't because of her strong will. It was the only thing she could trust now, so she protected her precious candles by wrapping them in her arms with the feeling that if all else fails, she would die.

Finally, I managed to light that waving candle.

A blizzard that hasn't stopped for decades has stopped, and hundreds of Muslims have come to the Himalayas.

“You've been waiting a long time, right? ”

Like a miracle.

The door of the hut, which seemed like it would never open, opened.

The man walked in.

‘Am I dreaming? ’

It was such a happy day, like a dreamy dream.

I'm worried that this dream is going to wake up and go back to hell right now, and I just have to check it out again.

‘· · · Not a dream. ’

A strange pain still burning the lower abdomen was telling me. The fact that this moment is real.

He was a kind and caring man.

In fact, I know the Chinese New Year. The fact that he may still not have feelings for himself.

Nevertheless, she had to catch him. Everything, even the name 'CheonMa’, is the only reason she will live now, because there is now only one legacy. I was the first guy who gave me the feeling that I wanted to live for five years that I wanted to die.

He knew that, so he would have accepted his excessive and disrespectful demands.

Last night's rainforest was so-so. She's just trying to keep her alive, to keep her that way.

‘It's okay though. ’

Now that I've decided to live, how much time will wait for her. Waiting is accustomed to waiting. How much more can a happy waiting be a thousand years and 10,000 years than painful waiting?

Disappear · · ·!

Lotus blossoms from your fingertips. I gave up the thousand horses and returned to Lunar New Year, but I still have a petty talent for blossoming lotus flowers from my fingertips.

‘At least the Muslim seat is unforgivable. ’

*

It's been a month since I hunted the Moon Magazine.

The world changed rapidly, and a new force called the 'Moorish Union’ began to be noticed.

The ‘Moorish Alliance’, which defeated the giant gangs of the SSS rank that dominated the Himalayas, asked for their recognition as Muslims, not Hunters · · · · · · ·

This is an interview of the Chinese New Year, sworn oath of the Moorish Union.

When the official statue of Chinese New Year rises, there is cheer from afar. It could have been because it was public, but even though it was for an interview, her fans came.

She quickly became popular in just a month. With a beautiful appearance like no other in the world, an unprecedented competent SSS rank! Thinking that the SSS rank's superpowers had appeared only three times in 31 years after the Great War, and even thinking that they were all inactive, she was said to be the only SSS rank competent in the world.

There was literally no choice but to gather the popularity in one place.

The hopes of the incapable, the skills of the SSS rank, with a beautiful appearance dealing with the shameless.

Perhaps sooner or later, the power that follows her will grow.

Thanks to that, I've been really busy too. In the beginning, the Muslims didn't know anything about the hunter industry, so they needed my help a lot. I was also unable to act alone, so I had to get help. Among them were the rank hunters and former alliance hunters.

They knew more about the Hunter industry than anyone else, and even flew to China to help the Chinese Lunar New Year because Park Sung-ho said the incapacitated could rise again.

The Moorish Union.

They had not yet accepted the modern man, but it was the only window of opportunity for the incapable to learn this ability, so the world was all but noticed.

The title of 'Muslim oath’, the leader of the new Guild Muslim Association, was handed over to Jungyeon Jungyeon, but the right to management came back to me. As a result, I have made my Guild a Subsidiary Guild dependent on the Moorish Union. I ended up running the Alliance or my guild anyway.

I've been so busy. It was not only because it allowed the Moorish Union to be recognized as a guild, but also because it overlapped personal matters.

“I want to live for the Muslims. ”

Shin Hye-ji.

It took exactly one month for her to wake up from her grief.

Not accepting the fact that the father he believed in, in fact, was the kind of monster he hated the most. He was desperate for the reality that he no longer had anyone to rely on, so he stopped even the Academy and got stuck.

“Miss Hyejie. ”

“My father tried to do the wrong justice. Yeah, you shouldn't have done that. ”

What changed her in the meantime? I don't know about that. However, it was important that Shin Hye Joo became more determined.

“I heard there is not enough administration to take care of the Moorish Union. ”

“It's okay because Park Sung-ho is running right now. So don't worry about Miss Hyejie. ”

In fact, I am quite lacking in brain paralysis. The baldness only went a little smoother, because it wasn't just a good head.

“I'll, I'll go to the Moorish Union. I'll go and learn from Sung-ho Park. I still lack a lot, I don't know much, and even a rookie would bloom more than them. At the very least, I think I need to make up for my father's sins. ”

“Miss Hyejie. You need to make atonement for it. ”

“No, I will. ”

She was more determined than ever.

“I'm going to live my whole life for Muslims. My work will be done for everyone. So. Do me a favor. ”

“Please?”

“Yes. Give me the money. ”

“What? No, it's not. ”

“Please.”

She said.

“If I, my father, were a free man, If you inherit your father's will and you take the wrong path... Then stop the historical hunter. ”

“· · · Yes. Got it.”

In the end, I had no choice but to put a stop to Shin Hyeji. I can discard the contents of the golden rule to her at any time, whenever the user wishes. I explained.

Whether he was satisfied with the fact that he could no longer move on, Shin Hyeji quit the academy and flew straight to China. Probably going through a lot of trial and error. I know very little about the industry, and I can't even talk without a translator, and Muslims and modern people will have very different cultures.

I can't do that · · ·.

“I know.”

In fact, I did not put money on Shin Hyeji. In the first place, I couldn't put up with enough hardship to block the opponent's magic whenever I wanted. Shin Hyeji just believed she was being controlled. She will continue to live in control of herself at her own will.

We're done here.

Contrary to the busy side of the Moorish Union, my guild, 'The League’, has just been founded and even one guild member is missing and there are two of them.

‘Well, that's earlier than I planned. Should we start saving guild members? ’

I think about it for a moment, and then I tell the client.

“Bring me your stats. ”

Story

[Combined Level: 140]

* Stats

[Strength 140] [HP 140] [Agility 140]

[Energy 1] [Magic Power 180]

* Talent

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

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

[Other · · ·.]

* Skills

[Protagonist Hunter Lv. 4]

[White Sword Method]

[sixth sense (C)]

[Ara Sunyoung Mana Circling (SS +)]

[Library of White Witches (E)]

[Inventory]

[Running Like the Wind]

[Mind Focus (S +)]

You've reached a level of 140 and a significant increase in skill ranking. According to the client, the A rank has a level of 115, which is even higher than that. Of course, not to brag. There were a lot more powerful people in the world, including superhumans like Dalma URS rank.

He gained power faster than expected, but still lacks it. At the same time, I needed the strength to protect myself and the people around me.

And...

‘Hell Gate. To get through there, you have to be stronger than this. ’

I had a hard look on my face and thought about what I saw across Hell Gate.

Someone told me. You saw nothing. You were so out of your mind, you couldn't tell reality from delusion.

But I firmly believed what I saw.

‘Reyna. ’

The other side beyond Hell's Gate. And the look on her back that I saw there, that I thought she was dead.

“Phew · · ·. Client. You said you couldn't find the dimension I wanted, right? ”

· · Yes, I lack the strength · ·. Sorry >

“No, don't worry about it. ”

< If the protagonist's level goes up, I might be able to reach it. >

“Really?"

The protagonist's skill level becomes 4 after catching the Movement Junction. Although the weight of the goods that can be carried in this system has increased, the inventory has become essentially meaningless as it becomes rank S.

More importantly, [you can intervene in the narrative stream.] and [time-speed adjustment.].

Time lapse. It was also the most important thing for me to have more work to do in modern times. Unlike the last few months in this world, there are now a lot of people looking for me.

“Well, let's start with the next quest. ”

Oh, before that, there's one thing that bothers me. >

“What?”

< Umm, no. I'm not sure yet. I'll talk to you later. >

“It's so fresh. Why don't you call me on the quest list? ”

When I was about to receive a quest like that.

[Skill ‘White Witch's Library (E)’ increases to D rank.]

[Connecting to the D rank library will result in a penalty · ·.]

[· · · · · ·.]

[Penalty has been waived.]

I woke up from a sudden message.

“What? All of a sudden, I get promoted by myself? ”

I quickly activated the White Witch's Library and entered the spirit world. As I looked around, I saw the grimoire flying around the sky, looking for its place, and I saw the entrance of the 'D rank standing', which was wide open as I rushed through the chaotic E rank's storehouse and came to the end of the hall.

Gulp.

“May I come in? No penalty?”

[Penalty has been waived.]

“Are you really leaving? ”

[Penalty has been waived.]

Eventually, believing the library's words, I slowly stepped into the D rank library.

There.

“Hmmm? You're here? ”

“· · · · · · What are you doing here? ”

“Oh. Well, I thought there might be a more interesting book here. ”

“Before that, how did you get in here? ”

“What? I just walked in the door. Ugh, was that the wrong place to come? I'm sorry."

“No, not like that · · ·. ”

There was a Yekaterina who hung her white hair on the street, stuck it in the corner of the D rank library, reading a book as big as her body.

I muttered in utter desperation as my absurdity faded.

“You're a real witch. ”

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