The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

School Festival. I think I can feel the energy of youth, but in fact, more than half of the students will not enjoy the festival. The festival was the play of insiders after all. And how much trouble do you have for one of those festivals?

In that sense, Ahinal seems to have been more 'insider’ than I thought.

I can't believe I'm going to show off as a main dancer. I secretly felt homogeneous because I didn't seem to have any friends, but I just didn't have any friends.

Now it's too late to be friends with the junkies. I was a 30-year-old man. I usually get acquainted with a drink, but I can't do it in high school.

“Sermon.”

“Uh, what about the photographer? ”

“You can use this. ”

The auditorium was as spacious as a football stadium, and teachers and junior high school students were waggling due to festival preparations. All those people are wizards. Saddam, I wish there were such schools on Earth.

“It's a print photo printer. If you take a photo, you can print it right away. ”

“Oh · · · · ·. ”

I remember using digital cameras quite often, about half a century ago, even on Earth. The technological power of the Viviantha Mado Empire has been able to transmit video with crystal spheres, but it doesn't have that much technological power yet.

“Let me draw your attention. It's time for dinner. · · ·. Because there are very few people. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

I thought it was a lot of people. This is the least I could do.

As I nodded as I touched the photographer, Ahinal made a meaningful smile and walked to the stage. Her friends said, "Uh, Ahinal! Are you here to practice the dance? We just borrowed it!” I come to talk. You know, a lot of friends.

Ahinal, who whispered among his friends, looked at me with a smile. Then he sends a signal with a glance.

“After · · · · · ·. ”

I really don't want to do it, but now it's too vague to come. I had to stick to helping Ahinal. One day, when she reveals a gap, it is most convenient to keep the nearest position in order to properly fall into a trap and kill her.

Slowly move your steps toward the auditorium. Several students gathered to watch Ahinal and her dance rehearsal instead of working.

It's a festival of 'protagonists’, though. She is a heroine. Perhaps she can dance well with any power associated with ghosts. Maybe it's not because I have so many friends that I joined the dance team, but because I happen to know that Ahinal dances well, it's an episode where my classmates join the festival.

Probably.

At this festival, she'll get the spotlight.

Even though Ahinal is always silent and quiet, he is the main character in the end. The power gained from hunting bullies will be used in that way. · · · · · ·, as I did.

The laughter leaked.

Yes. Ahinal is not bad. What's so bad about living only for yourself?

Just Ahinal and I were allies, so we're just trying to kill each other.

Egoism cannot coexist.

At that time, Ahinal showed off quite a beautiful and spectacular dance, and the passing teachers and students looked at him with their eyes open.

She deliberately stepped off the stage.

Kudang Bath!

“Argh! What do I do! ”

“Get me a health teacher! ”

“Hey, call the ambulance! ”

Even the students who worked in the warehouse got off the stage. It is quite sensitive just before the festival, because it is a very big accident.

I swiftly entered the auditorium, closed the door, and walked and locked it. It'll only take a minute. If you don't get in the way, it'll be over soon.

‘Well · · · · · ·. ’

It was a fascinating auditorium, but the warehouse is kind of creepy. I feel like it because there is little light.

‘Let's try. ’

Honestly, I didn't really intend to respond, so I picked up the camera without turning off the lights. Let the lens look at me, then a selfie cut. Since I have never taken a selfie, the Old Testament was strange, but you don't have to care about it.

I thought I'd sit in the warehouse and wait a few minutes like that. Somehow, I thought the atmosphere seemed to have cooled down. When the reaction came from the photographer, I swiftly pressed the 'Print’ button.

Sueing! Pictures are taken from the printing machine of the photographer.

There will be nothing. I had to say it was a joke. I had to go through 20 so I could barely get to number one. And even if ghosts show up, we can hold off as long as we can until Ahinal comes, sir.

“Huh?! ”

Khhhh!! In the sense of something strangling me, I hit my foot with a malice.

‘What, this! ’

There is something invisible. However, I can't even feel the energy of the scale.

‘What the hell! ’

Toughly, as soon as I lowered my gaze, a picture fell on the floor in my field of view. And there it is. There was a woman with black hair wrapped around my neck with a stupid look on her face.

Growing up? ’

No way. This is how ghosts come out? Moreover, if a ghost only appears in pictures, how should it be attacked? No matter how I stab my hand, I don't feel any sense of touch in my neck.

“Jen, Jean! ”

I pulled out the sword in a hurry and put on sacred power. I looked behind my neck and passed by, but there was no striking feeling. Still, it hurts.

We have to get out of here! ’

It stirs up the body with evil. I have to stop breathing a little anyway, so I can survive as much as I can with Srank's body.

By the way.

‘What? ’

Where's the exit?

Look around. Warehouse, warehouse, warehouse. It's just a whole wall.

Regularly placed materials and a few balls and uniforms for exercising. And the mannequins and dolls I brought to prepare for the festival. They were all staring at me.

Then, one thought passes through my head.

"No way. It wasn't a joke. ’

This joke, I know what it is.

One day I walked in and found a department store I had never seen before, and there was a horrible rumor that I couldn't get out because I didn't have an exit. Even if I got out, I went back to my place and there was no department store.

There were many other tales of people being locked up without an exit, but · · · ·.

Kugugu-ku!!

“Crazy! ”

The walls slowly narrow. The space, which was 100 square feet wide enough to go over lightly, quickly narrowed to 90 square feet, 80 square feet, and so on.

It's getting clogged up, and the space is getting narrower, and we can't really see the reality of those ghosts, so we can't even respond. His complexion became paler and paler.

Ahinal, it's her. I knew it, but I was beaten.

‘Here, it can be like this! ’

Something. I have to do something.

If you don't plan as coldly as usual, or if you can't, you have to roll your hair and change your term.

The brain doesn't go back because it's not oxygenated.

"Argh! ’

In the end, Yuseong sat on his knees and hesitated.

*

· · · · Seoul Constitution · · · · ·.

· · · · · It's a girl.

Wake up, historical hunter!

She's a witch!

“ · · · · · ·! ”

In the client's voice, the story was full of spirit. With his cheeks, the cold sweat dripped down. Breathing is rough.

‘Why me, all of a sudden. ’

Yuseodam slowly looked around. However, he entered the [Library of White Witches]. Only the world of the imagination. A place where you can relax without being disturbed by anyone.

Upon raising his head, he realizes that the Silver Spirit flower, which has grown as big as his forearm, is sitting on a petal, and he is staring at himself.

Stupid witch.

She says so, she flies and disappears.

Seodam is quietly slapping his cheeks and calming his chest, said the client.

You're finally awake.

"What the hell happened? ’

· · · I've been possessed by ghosts.

"I'm possessed"? ’

I was as confident as I was. The client sighed as he thought so.

That's right. A man with a strong spirit isn't possessed by a ghost.

That's right. Will is the owner of a steel spirit that has been revived for three years at Hell Gate. No, it was the owner, to be precise.

· · · · · · · for now. I'm sorry, but no.

Recently, Hunter was very mentally unstable.

‘· · · unstable? ’

Panic burst out of his face. The client was bitterly silent.

To recall the past, he was objectively a weak man. With a slightly stronger physical ability among the general population, there was no worm among the superpowers. There's only one reason he could have lasted 15 years.

"Mind."

However, its mental power has been slowly becoming blurred lately. The client knows why. However, I can't fix it even though I know why. The reason that there was a gap in the psychic power of the will was that his empty breasts were dug up and listened to one by one.

Wandering around the world, not even a single little connection ever seemed to be a blur. The first time, the client still remembers his commitment when he first met Araceli.

‘Don't make a connection in this world. ’

Consequently, it was broken by Araceli's immediate coming. He was not a man strong enough to keep his own vows.

Historians have travelled the world to meet countless people, whether they like it or not, many or few. They were so precious for those who had a lonely childhood.

But it is.

Once we break up, we'll never see each other again.

‘Traveling around and hunting the protagonists? ’

It's never easy. It is not just the act of 'protagonist murder', but the heart of the will becomes more and more worn every time we leave everything there without emotion.

In addition, the impact has become increasingly evident in recent years.

‘Sapphire Guard Win. ’

When I tried to kill him, the story was too emotional and not cool. The provocation that came from the enemy was so strong that he fought with the provocation, but as a result he almost died once.

‘The protagonist, Kim Hae Soo. ’

The same was true of hunting him. If I had thought a little wiser, there would have been as many ways to do it. Like killing Kim Hae Soo, or saving Kim Hae Soo.

However, he again acted emotionally. I tried to fight the so-called 'final boss’ barefoot, who drives the world into destruction. I would have known the extent of the fact that it was not rationally possible. But why did he do it?

Because I want to protect the precious connection that came to my heart.

When I was a swordsman, I was a swordsman.

During Apocalypse, Kim Hae Soo.

They became meaningful to the will, and they acted to keep it. In the end, it was only an act that drove itself to death.

At that time, the story was not convincing at all.

In some sloppy scheme, can you say that a bully hunter who is so close to death, just moved by the emotion of anger, is a hunter who hunts down the ‘main character’ that is at the heart of the world?

I don't know everything about you. But as far as I'm concerned, Hunter is a thorough, planned, cold-hearted hunter. Sometimes, it's scary.

‘ · · · · · ·. ’

But at the time of the incident, Hunter was emotional. And I know the most emotional moments. It's the time for fear.

In her words, Seodam's expression was crumpled.

‘I was terrified then? ’

The client continued to speak.

When I first saw you, you had nothing to lose. Yes, even death was bitter. Death meant no fear to you.

‘· · · · · I guess so. ’

But it's changed recently. You have so precious a presence, one by one, in your heart.

The client's words went out of hand, slowly seeping into his head and chest. Taylor Nine first came to mind, Seong-yeon came to mind, and many other connections came to mind when he became a 'main hunter’. Each and every one of them was precious, and I couldn't stand to die abandoning them.

So you must have pushed the two women that you thought were most valuable. I'm scared. I'm afraid she'll suffer for her own death.

He made no objection. I couldn't.

Now you have a lot to fear. I'm afraid to lose the precious, and the precious grieve, all of them. So you pushed them away. I was scared, I pushed him away. But did you really have to?

I didn't know. To the extent that I know that the answer I gave myself is not the right one. As she said, it would not be the right answer. · · · By the way, why.

I kept thinking she was right.

I was used to this feeling.

When I hit a wall while I was alive. When you can't see the way forward anymore.

Every now and then, Reyna State always gave her advice.

If you'd rather entrusted it to them, maybe you'd have a stronger mind.

‘ · · · · · ·. ’

Anyone is good. If someone with such a soul could just lean back, relieve the burden of mind, and purify your spirit of wandering around and slowly becoming obsessed to hunt down the protagonists, you would be able to hold back and defend your spirit even more.

The client was saying that.

Seodam. You said you were trash. selfish, mean, lowly, dirty numbers, to take, to kill, to rob, to live like that. I am · · · · ·. I hope you continue to do so. I want you to put down all the burdens of your heart, forget the purpose of Hell Gate, and live happily ever after, just selfishly every day, only looking at yourself and your precious people.

‘I · · · ·. ’

You can quit this‘ quest 'as much as you want. It's good that you don't have to live with your mission anymore. You can have a happy life with your most precious people.

However, he would not do so.

Because he was well aware of that, the client did not listen to him.

No matter how much you are, you will face limitations one day. So, trust me. I can't stand it with a strong mind, so at least I'm counting on it.

‘How do you know what I am? ’

If you get out of here, go to Miss Araceli and tell her your heart. Your troubles, the sense of mission you hold. I'll take care of all that.

‘ · · · · · ·. ’

She looked only at one of you and chased you all the way across dozens of dimensions. Nevertheless, she hasn't asked you anything, and she's just happy to talk face to face for a few minutes a day.

The client's voice began to move away gradually.

As Miss Araceli is a woman of great destiny and soul, she will be strong enough and upright enough for you to lean on.

At this point, the world turned upside down.

Out of the White Witch's Library, he was again standing in the storeroom of the auditorium.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

Silence. No more voices. Lifting his head, he looked around, and there was still a closed space where there were no exits, no windows, and he was getting closer and closer.

There's less than 20 square feet of space left.

I thought about it. Can I do it? No. He has always overcome the impossible that has come upon him.

He's not so quiet as to fall for the deception of a junior high school kid.

Pak! Swing the sword with divine power. I didn't go through my neck, I stabbed a picture.

Argh!!!

Then, the ghost in the picture screams and the whale slowly tears the picture apart.

I feel clearer in my head. By mentoring Will, the client has already become his supporter and his mental strength is slowly beginning to return.

I think coldly.

In the first place, I was possessed by a picture taken and imprinted by a ghost as powerful as Hans. Is it possible to strangle and kill Srank's superhuman?

It didn't make any sense.

"I almost got possessed by a ghost. ’

He laughed in vain, and Yusuf heard the sword again.

At first I thought there was no demonic substance. But thinking about it, why is there nothing? Why have you foolishly fallen into the ridiculous phrase 'ghost without substance’?

In the end, you need substance to exercise your physical power.

With the sacred power in the sword, this time I cut off the wall. Wooddghhhhhhhhhh!! The sound of the wall splitting and the screams of ghosts overlap.

This is a superdimension, perhaps another world in isolation from reality.

If so, this wall itself is a ghost.

Jeez!!

A solid wall encircling the fortress fell apart.

Bully Hunter (3) End