Villain's Hero Life

Chelsea arrives at an outdoor training ground exclusively for class C, imagining Kim Suk-cheol and the ceremony shaking hands intimately.

A dark shadow falls on his face with a consistent smile.

"What the hell...?!"

Scary outdoor training grounds.

Some famous trainees with familiar faces fell in blood.

Whether or not Kim Seok Chul accompanied the Academy did not look too good.

Eventually, the steel gun shouted in a furious voice.

"... What are you guys doing!!"

* * * * *

A moment when the awe-inspiring timing of the second trait and the awakening of the steel sword would swing at the Creation Ceremony.

Fortunately, it was stopped by the intrusion.

And thanks to the ironwork, the index began to slowly explain again how things got here.

The longer the story got, the harder Kim Suk-cheol and Iron Gun's face became.

"Then, really...?"

"It's all a misunderstanding."

The index turned its head to a dull look.

Looking at her next to her, Kim Suk-cheol realized that the story was true thanks to Gi Wan who testified to her words.

And he bowed his head to the fact that all of this was a result of his misunderstanding.

"... I don't have ten mouths to say. I'm so, so sorry."

"……."

The ceremony took a step without saying anything and asked Cristina.

"How are the kids?"

"What? Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

Cristina with the thumbs up.

The ceremony lets out a small sigh, then looks at the stunned cheekbones and the enemies looking at their senses.

Then, I opened my mouth to Kim Suk-cheol, who was sorry.

"It's me. I don't care if you're hurt. I think we should apologize again when Old Town wakes up."

"... Of course. I'm so sorry. I will accept any compensation for damages, no matter what the punishment."

Kim Suk-cheol bowed his head politely once again.

The ceremony glances at him and turns its head.

And the iron gun next to him, after hearing the story of the index,

When I realized that Kim Seok-chul's chest wound was made by Chang Ceremony, I shook my head.

'Huh... I knew it when I confronted Red Muffler. To be able to fight back against Kim Suk-cheol...'

Though I was well aware of the unusual strength and growth of the ceremony.

Nevertheless, it was inevitable that every time I was surprised.

Of course, the ceremony could hurt Kim Seok-chul because of his one-on-one 'one-time' skill.

Unaware of that, he shook his head.

'He's amazing....'

And the awkward face of a ceremony caught in his sight.

The facial muscles squirmed and struggled to endure something.

"……??"

Iron Gun ponders for a moment, and lets out a small sigh.

'... As expected, it must be disturbing for your friends to get hurt.'

It was a natural idea for Irontown to know that the ceremony was a horrific affair for his colleagues.

However, unlike his expectations, the appetite held close to the tail of the mouth that was about to ascend naturally.

'… Oh, this.'

The reason was because of the system window covering his eyes.

Tiring!

You have completed [Kiwan Kim] 's unique mission, 'Master of Steel Sword'.

Based on [Kiwan Kim's "Heavenly Sword" (2nd Awakening)....

[Creative (C) Mode/Normal (N) Mode]

Recognition for completing Kim Ki-wan's unique mission without realizing it.

It wasn't the painting he drew, but I was able to get the characteristics I wanted.

'... Did the cow catch the rat while stepping back?'

The ceremony smiled quietly, wanting to settle the situation quietly and get the reward where no one else was.

At that moment, a man jumping from afar was caught in the sight of the ceremony.

"… Hmm?"

Chan's ceremony, knowing who that man was, frowned widely.

Broad forehead and protruding tadpole boat.

It was Kim Banmun, vice president of the Academy.

"Gi, Chang-sik Kim, educational bird!"

As he leaps forward, the ceremony sighs deeply.

"How else did you know about him?"

Cristiano, next to the muttering of the ceremony, raises her hand warmly.

Cristina scratches her cheeks shyly when the gaze of the ceremony touches her.

"Uh..., um. I called as soon as I arrived, because the situation was getting worse."

"Hmm…."

The ceremony was a little troubled by the sigh of the running deputy general panting.

'When I find out why this devil is born and everything, I'm sure I'll overreact....'

The ceremony didn't want the case to get loud for no reason.

That's why I quietly approached Chelsea, who looked around with troublesome eyes on her forehead.

"This better end quietly."

From the perspective of Ironclad, it was never a good idea for a hypothetical event to occur in a situation where Villen's large-scale terrorism was predicted.

"Hmm? Oh, I think so too..."

"Really? Why don't you kiss me in advance about this case being a battle settlement?"

Ironclads scratch their cheeks as if they were embarrassed by the crude story of the ceremony.

"Well, well, well. If you do what you say, the Association will welcome you with open arms...."

Since the victims were trainees who had fallen down, iron saw the awareness of the ceremony.

The ceremony laughed at the iron.

"There you go. I'll convince the others. Let's just settle this quietly."

"Haha... Can you do that for me?"

It was a routine matter of principle.

There is nothing more important than responding appropriately to the 'large-scale terrorism of Willan' that is imminent.

And now he thinks that the act of creativity is his concern in understanding the situation as New Black.

'… Whew, I feel like I owe you everyday.'

Iron gave a warm look to the ceremony.

Tiring!

[Steel Gun] 's trust in Kim Chang-sik became stronger.

The ceremony suddenly caught both eyes in the window of the system.

'Huh? What, this again.'

Of course, unlike Ironclad's expectations, the ceremony did not try to cover up the case to be considerate of him.

'It's just..., I don't want to be noisy anymore.'

It was just to hide his power.

Eventually, the ceremony nodded, thinking it was a good thing.

While thinking about it, I quickly approached 'Kim Chang-sik Child', being wary of Kim Kim's pace.

'First..., it's time to match your words.'

* * * * *

As agreed with the ceremony, Chelsea and Seok-chul Kim were able to escape the academy without much wear.

The atmosphere was much stiffer in the car than when we first headed to the Academy.

Kim Seok-chul, who had been watching Iron Gun for a while, once again offered him an apology.

"… Sunbae. I'm so sorry."

"Hmm? Ah..."

The flinching iron on the brow mountain lets out a small sigh.

"No, from the point of view of the situation before coming to the Academy, I think I was able to act that way."

"Even so, I regret acting too emotionally. I should have been careful of my actions because of 'Billion Terrorism'..."

Ironclad grins as he reflects on his actions.

"Yes, it's enough that you know that. Luckily, there was a short notice. Like you said, now is the time to focus on the concept of" Billon Terrorism. "Let's just skip this one to simple hazing."

Kim Seok-chul nodded his head firmly because of the sharp cutting iron.

"… Got it."

And he asked as if he had remembered iron.

"By the way, team leader four. How did you and your nephew come up with a misunderstanding?"

"Yes? Ah..."

Suddenly, Seok-chul Kim smiled shyly in Giwan's story.

"Actually…, I didn't have a lot of conversations because of the situation."

"Hmm, really? That would be a shame."

The iron clapped his mouth and folded his arms.

Kim Seok-chul shakes his head with a big smile.

"… No."

"Hmm?"

Kim Seok-chul postponed his answer for a moment.

I recalled the work at the outdoor training ground for a moment.

A 'Crucible Steel Sword' that shatters. '

The steel sword was the sword that Kim Seok-chul used to make.

If such a sword was used by someone other than yourself, it was natural for it to be broken without being able to maintain its shape.

'It's the same with Kiwan.'

But his nephew took a step further without succumbing to it.

A sack of tightly held swords.

A strong heart that I felt there.

A sharp, red blade that rises.

It meant that his mind had been brutally forged.

That's how the steely sword was completed.

Now we are able to create a sword of the heart just like ourselves.

The steel sword that Kiwan made today was bound back in bandages and must have been passed on to the next generation.

'… it continues to flow.'

The steel sword of the ancestor 'Kim Cheol' was' the hardest heart sword in the world 'that flowed and flowed down like a stream in the valley.

Kim Suk-cheol imagined standing next to him at the Kiwando Association one day.

He drew a quiet smile on his mouth.

"……."

The iron gun glanced at the smile and smiled slightly, his eyes tightening.

"... I guess it worked out somehow."

"Yes... My mind is no longer heavy."

Along the way to the Association, a deep snake flowed down slowly in Kim Suk-cheol's heart.

* * * * *

All circuits are shorted.

The ceremony rushed to his own private quarters.

I wanted to quickly check the skills I got this time.

Chop chop.

From his dormitory, where the door was tightly closed, he turned his gaze straight to the system window.

Tiring!

You have completed [Kiwan Kim] 's unique mission, 'Master of Steel Sword'.

Based on [Kiwan Kim's "Heavenly Sword" (2nd Awakening)....

[Creative (C) Mode/Normal (N) Mode]

The mode of "transformation" that the ceremony will choose this time is Normal Mode.

The reason he sought to obtain the characteristics of Kiwan was because he wanted a sword that he could use comfortably instead of a 'black rose cutter'.

"Let's get started."

I chose Normal Mode with a little excitement.

Immediately, my body felt slightly bloated, as I had acquired the characteristics of the index.

A strange and mysterious feeling made me feel a little tickled in my body.

Suddenly, the wind begins to blow and a gray aura begins to form in front of the ceremony.

Cheoooo

The gray aura tangles together and shapes something elongated.

Shy Ying

The wind swirled and revealed its appearance.

It was a grey longsword that didn't look big enough.

A sword that resembles the Black Rose Cutter used to be used in New Black.

'Oh…?'

Tiring!

Reassemble [Kiwan Kim's Characteristics] to acquire the skill.]

The first time the Ceremony held its own sword.

'… light.'

Also, I liked the sword that was well centered on the weight.

I took all the credit without making a big splash.

The Ceremony was the birth of the sword I had hoped for.

"I'm satisfied."

I laughed at the mouth of the ceremony.

I checked the system window to see more about this skill.

And the ceremony opened its eyes in an unexpected situation.

"… Huh?"

It was because he had never known the facts described in the system window.

I was embarrassed by the pupils of the ceremony.

"What, was this an 'attribute skill'?"

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