Villain's Hero Life

I'm talking to myself with a grinning smile because of the question of the ceremony.

"... I'll kill them all."

The unconscious opponent nods and holds a 'full burst' in his right hand.

Then, Gooch ran to the side of the ceremony for a month.

"Chang-sik Kim! Are you okay?"

"Well, that's okay."

I stared at the nazi like it was stupid.

"What's that lunatic all of a sudden?"

"... Guchi-Seong, you're out. If you step up, it will be a sea of fire."

"But."

"I'm interrupting. Come out."

The ceremony bites the oldness backwards and exhales deeply.

I felt a little light-headed using my traits without any rest.

The Ceremony suddenly curious about his condition.

'… an eye that can see through.'

Name: Narahue

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§ Force: C + (E)

§ Agility: B + (D +)

§ Health: F (F)

§ Magical Power: F (E)

[Exclusive Attribute]

Limit Break (Rare)

* Characteristic Boost (ongoing)

* Characteristic effects increased while consuming health.

* I'm paralyzed.

* Double your senses.

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'… I'm in a rush.'

The effect was increased by activating a characteristic based on life force.

'But fortunately, the traits have not yet been completely plunged.'

The ceremony decided that if he could rest, he would be able to live a normal life again.

'Of course, it is crazy to subdue such opponents.'

After going through the workshop, I could feel his body movements were unusual.

Nevertheless, we cannot let him go.

It was because I felt that the appearance of the Nazarene was very similar to the 'man' that the ceremony was looking for.

'… it's crazy that that lunatic is from the Academy. Just in case.'

If he really thinks he's the guy, then he must have made contact with him because of this case.

If so, what should the ceremony do?

'Stop him from drinking, so that they don't see each other.'

The ceremony that I had thought of so far caused me to sigh heavily and relax my whole body.

"Whew…. Let's try it."

As the Ceremony took on the battle stance, the narcissist's eyes also lit up.

His face was ruined by the mess.

The ceremony that reminded me that my senses had doubled asked with a smile.

"By the way, doesn't it hurt?"

"Heheheh…. Never."

At the end of the sentence, he hurried crazily with a strange smile.

* * *

"What, what...?"

Sudden stabbing of the Nazi Heroes.

Kangdongchu, who was tormenting him so much, could not believe the scene in front of his eyes.

Who could have known the scumbag he was bullying would do such a crazy thing?

His gang was surprised, too.

"... What was that? I thought Kim Chang-shik was going to die."

"I mean... When I ran like crazy, all my conversations were cold."

"By the way, Kim Chang-sik, the reaction rate is crazy. How did you know to avoid that?"

"Ah, you're just lucky."

Kang Dong-chul gave a completely different impression than when he was harassed, and he winced at Kim Chang-shik for no reason.

It's because I thought that this happened because of me, who constantly harassed him.

"Shit, you're gonna get kicked out of here for nothing? '

I heard a conversation from some trainees with the ears of the cocoon worried that a fire was going to spread.

"Son of a bitch, I knew it."

"Huh? So-hee. Do you know him?"

"No, two days ago, I don't know. He looked at me all of a sudden, and he laughed and yelled at me."

"Oh, so?"

"So why am I smiling? Why am I smiling? Why am I smiling?"

A female candidate who shakes with both shoulders, as if she had goosebumps.

I started to rumble around her.

"Really? Isn't that crazy?"

"So, actually, I thought that shady guy felt bad for some reason..."

Kangdong-cho was a little relieved of their conversation.

'Yeah, that's what he used to be... I didn't do anything wrong. "

The Gangdong chute, which was rationalizing itself with a nod, turned around and smiled at them.

"Kids, let's go out and get the professor. Right now, Kim Chang-shik is blocking us, but what if that maniac suddenly runs into us?"

"Oh, right. Let's go get someone, So-hee. I'm scared."

Kang Dong-chul smiled as he saw them leaving the lecture quickly.

And then...

Bang!!

You hear the heavy sound of the lecture hall.

"Hey, hey! Stop him! He's in trouble!"

* * *

Blame it on me!

The narcissist showed a very clever move.

Desks lying distracted couldn't stop him from charging in.

Whip! Whip!

Simply over a few desks and up to the edge of the ceremony, he quickly stabs an awl-shaped blade.

Shhh!

An attack aiming at the eyes of the Ceremonial.

The ceremony reached to my left hand with a smile on my mouth.

Phew!

You hear the sound of flesh and blood, and the left hand of the ceremony burns like an earthquake.

"Khahaha!"

The man who thought he had been eaten smiled with joy.

But all of this was a ceremonial desire.

The Ceremony held his right hand tightly with its pierced left hand.

Knng!

At the same time, he triggered a 'rock arm' that produces a hard curing material on his hand.

Quadruck!

A hardening substance exploded and swallowed much of his hands and fangs.

A confused look of hostility.

The ceremony swung the full-burst right over his abdomen.

Boom!

However, the Nazis dodged the attack with flexible movements.

With a shrewd step, he dropped his appetite by directly weighing himself down.

Bang!!

With the heavy sound of the lecture hall ringing, the surroundings became noisy.

"Chang-sik Kim!"

"Hey, hey! Stop him! He's in trouble!"

I'm about to slap the tip of an awl protruding from the rock.

And the creature that somehow pushes it up to the roots.

"Ugh...!"

During a tense struggle, I started slamming down the rocks with my body weight.

The tip of an awl slowly approaches you with a heavy attack that threatens your consciousness.

A face of irritated discoloration.

"Son of a-bitch!"

Eventually, the tip of the awl touched the neck of the ceremony.

Puk

Slowly, blood begins to leak from the throat stabbed in the trunk.

His head was sagging in blood and sweat, covering half his face.

His eyes sparkled in disgust.

'… I can't.'

The Ceremony admitted that he was an insurmountable force.

"Once this happens, we'll get rid of him. '

The atmosphere of the ceremony changed.

A ritualistic eye that quickly catches his critical point for the purpose of elimination.

Just as he was about to make his move with a breath of life.

Rrrrgh!

The cry of the beast that resonates in the lecture hall.

An enormous brown bear appeared behind Han Ying Heo.

And two fists as thick as hammers were stuck in his back before he even reacted.

Tongue!

"Big, ugh…!!"

One drop.

The heavy attack slowly rolls the eyes of the enemy back.

"Khh... Ugh!

The Chang Ceremony releases the 'rock cancer' and knocks the fallen enemy aside.

"... Phew."

At last, the ceremony that almost killed the Nazarene breathed out loud.

Then a woman approached him and stretched out her furry hands.

"... in place of the old palace."

A ceremony with a bloody smile on the face of a woman scratching her cheek.

He wakes up holding the giant, clumsy hand.

'Now, what do we do with this guy?'

The image of the executive you were looking for overlaps quite a bit.

But it's too early to make a judgment call.

When the ceremony was deeply troubled by itself.

The door of the lecture hall opened wide and the vice president came in.

"What's all the commotion?!"

The vice president sweeps through the tumultuous lecture hall and approaches the ceremony.

"What's going on here? Blood? Is Cadet Kim Chang-sik feeling okay?"

Seeing the wounds on the body of the ceremony, the deputy general was in a commotion.

"No! Who dares to boast and treasure the Academy!"

Deputy vice president jumping with a red face.

And if you look at him, he really does seem to care about the ceremony.

In the eyes of the ceremony, the Vice President was no more than an opportunist who had a little appreciation of his values.

"Stop, it's okay."

"Hhhh!! Cadet Kim Chang-shik, let's start with that hand! What can I say? Who hurt my treasure... or the treasure of our academy!"

As I looked around with my shiny head, I looked at the fallen enemy with an awl in my left hand.

"Is this him? Ha! Definitely a piece of garbage, Wilon."

Vice Chancellor tapping the stunned enemy with his feet.

"Tie him up and throw him out! Our academy doesn't need this kind of bud!"

And the ceremony that he was looking for, the future "Billon" executive that he was looking for, he couldn't let go of the suspected narcissism.

"... Why don't you let me get some treatment with him first?"

"What? I don't know who Cadet Kim Chang-sik is, but the bud of this villain..."

"You don't even know what kind of pre- and post-war relationship this is. Let's get you treated first, shall we?"

Such behavior was communicated in a different sense to Vice President Kim, Banmun.

"Haha, I feel so merciful for worrying about someone who threatens me and harms me.... Heroes sprout differently!"

The deputy director placed his hands on his chest, staring at the ceremony with his excellent eyes.

"I was so moved. But take care of yourself first. If anything happens to Cadet Kim Chang-sik's body... The Vice President of the Academy, Kim Jong-Moon, will be ripped to shreds."

"... Let's be quiet and move quickly."

* * *

The Academy Room smells of alcohol.

The impaled palm of the hand seems to be able to leave the bone quickly without any major sequelae.

"By the way..."

I thought that the ceremony could cover much of it with a natural sense of combat, no matter how weak the body was.

But this time, I felt something big in the face of the Nazarene.

'… I was so numb.'

Realizing that his sense of combat wasn't physical, he felt the need to sharpen his sense of battle again.

'We need close training....'

And then, right next to the bed, I felt popular.

"Ohhhh! Hmmm."

While the bed curtains were on, all I could see was a shadow, I remembered the strange Doctor the other day when I saw him riding a unique rhythm.

I carefully opened the curtain.

Coppery skin in a white robe.

A deep impression of the muscular body.

Dr. Cristina grabs the hand of the enemy with both hands and closes her eyes very carefully.

The ceremony looked at his status window with automatic reflection.

Fortunately, the Ceremony confirms that she is the true Cristina of the medical community.

"……."

"Hmm?"

He looks back at the ceremony and greets you with a greeting.

"Ow!! Mr. Long Time No, Mr. Kim! You're awake!"

"Get your face off me."

"… okay."

Cristina's dark eyes, drawn by the Half Moon Lake, sank into the gloom.