SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

ecause he was sad and pathetic.

He kept his gaze on the air.

Thanks to that, he was able to see something.

-In any case, bitch.
I know what kind of personality you have.
So we’ll get along well.
It’s very-

A flash of light.

Very fast.

-Watch out!!

Kim Gong-ja interrupted Yoo Soo-ha.

At the same time, a blue spear flew through the air.

Chwaaaa-

The aura wrapped around the spear was powerful.
The Flame Emperor called upon his aura to protect his body in an instant, but it seemed that he missed the timing.
The curtains of fire made by the Flame Emperor were torn apart by the spear of blue flames .

-Ah.

This was seen by Kim Gong-ja, who was the closest to the Flame Emperor.

Then.

-Ugh!

With his feet on the ground, he stretched his knees, arched his back, and reached out— striking the spear of blue flames.

Blue aura swirled within the spear of blue flames.
When the human fist approached the storm of aura, it shredded it like a blender.

-Aaaaaak!!

With a scream, Kim Gong-ja, who lost his arm, fell to his knees again.
A few pieces of bleached flesh fell to the ground with soft tap tap sounds.

The things that seemed to also fall to the ground like snow should have been Kim Gong-ja’s bones.

-Dammit! You avoided it!

A Hunter landed from the sky.

After a brief glance at the kneeling Kim Gong-ja, Yoo Soo-ha looked at the Hunter.

-Who are you?

-I am the Saintess!

Yoo Soo-ha looked at the profusely bleeding Kim Gong-ja.

Then he looked back at the hunter who identified herself as the Saintess.

-Bullshit.
Fuck.
What kind of bullshit Saintess almost cracks a person in half.

-The Tower gave me that title.

-The Tower has a bad naming sense.
So? Why did Ms.
Saintess come here?

The Saintess took a deep breath.

Then she shouted as if she had been waiting to say those words for a long time.

-Yoo Soo-ha! You killed my only Grandfather!

The Saintess boasted brilliant blonde hair.
He’d never seen such a blonde before.
And even if he did know a blonde, there weren’t any in the age range for this Hunter to call [Grandfather].

-I can’t tell since there are more than one or two people who lost their grandparents because of me… Who was your grandfather?

-Marcus Calenbury!

The eyes of the Hunter who called herself the Saintess were blazing.

Yoo Soo-ha’s eyebrows rose slightly at that.

-The Sword Saint?

-That’s right! That is my Grandfather’s name!

-Wow.
It’s been a while since I heard that name.
So you’re his granddaughter? Ah, well.
That guy was an aristocrat, so I guess he could have a granddaughter like this.

-You devil…!

-Right.
I’m kind of like that.
Speaking of devils.

Yoo Soo-ha glanced at his subordinate’s corpse, and at his subordinate who was becoming a corpse.

-Is the smell of burning dog coming from outside your fault?

The Saintess clenched her fists.

She wanted to tell him.
About the wealth of the Calenbury family.
About the power that came with that wealth.
About the fools who worshiped the Tower as a mystical phenomenon.
About how she’d manipulated and controlled them.

And she wanted to tell him.
How easy it was to predict and use the Ten Thousand Temple because anyone could be persuaded as long as certain rules were followed.
About how she knew the leader of the Black Dragon Guild hated the outside world but still wanted to have a relationship with it.
About how she had stabbed the opening and pried it open.

But she didn’t.

With the Tower burning behind her, the Saintess said only these words.

-My Grandfather was killed by you in this Tower.

-…

-So I will kill you, and I will kill this Tower.

Yoo Soo-ha gave a slight smile.

-In that case, it’s your grandfather’s fault.
Did you know I was killed by that old man without even knowing anything? He saw the number of kills in his eyes and freaked out.
Phew.
So in fact, the killer wasn’t me, it was that aristocrat.

-Bullshit!

-What is bullshit is everything you did until now.
Blood can’t be fooled.
The granddaughter of a killer is a killer.

-You, Flame Emperor, are the killer.
No, it’s no use talking about it.
Go to hell!

Blonde hair fluttering, the Saintess rushed in.

-Hah.

Yoo Soo-ha looked down at a few white spots that had landed on his palm.
Yoo Soo-ha wasn’t sure if it was dust from a collapsed building or if it was from Kim Gong-ja’s bone fragments from when he was cut.

However.

-I feel dirty.

He felt dirty.

When something happened that Yoo Soo-ha didn’t know about, it made him feel dirty.

-I don’t need to waste time here.
So I’m just gonna kill you.

The blue aura exploded and the red aura swept.

Moments later, a scream could be heard through the smoke of red and blue.

-Kyaaaak!

-Right.
Now I remember.
Your eyes look alike.

Yoo Soo-ha closed his eyes then opened them.

-As soon as he looks at a person, he has the eyes of a trash killer.
Is that sucky look hereditary? Huh? Did your grandfather teach you to unconditionally kill people you decide are killers in a family class or something like that?

-Ee-, eet, ah, ugh…!

-This world teaches you how to hate people, teaches you how to look down on people, teaches you how to kill people.
It’s a great school.
What is strange is that after teaching you that, it expects you to love each other, cherish each other and just grow up well.

Within the smoke, Yoo Soo-ha’s words mixed with the ear piercing screams.

-I never quite understood.
And I can’t understand even more while looking in your eyes.

Yoo Soo-ha.

He was currently looking at the Hunter who had become charcoal.

He bent over and looked her in the eyes.

-How can a person like a person like that? Right?

The last remaining part was burned as well.

The Hunter, who had proclaimed her grandfather’s revenge and spent years desperately preparing for it, died just like that.

Yoo Soo-ha slowly straightened his back.

-Gosh.
I’m tired.

After stretching his back a few times, he looked around at the scene.

-This is a mess.

The exterior of the residence was burning.
The ruins that were caught in his eyes looked like a large ruined city.
Screams and gunfire could be heard on occasion in this world filled with ashes and smoke.

-It’s really a mess.
Don’t you think so, part timer?

Yoo Soo-ha looked down at Kim Gong-ja.

Because he’d lost an arm and was bleeding too much, Kim Gong-ja’s consciousness was fading.
Yoo Soo-ha also didn’t ask for Kim Gong-ja’s gaze.

-I don’t know.

Yoo Soo-ha murmured.

-Both you and Ja Soo-jung.
I don’t know how people can be like that.

Yoo Soo-ha looked up at the sky for a moment.

-Well I guess it’s because they’re such idiots that they’re working for me.

-President, I…

-Ah, it’s fine.
Don’t talk anymore.

Kim Gong-ja’s weak murmur was stopped by Yoo Soo-hand’s hand.

In an annoyed tone.

But more importantly, a familiar tone.

-You just, don’t worry about anything.
This big brother will take care of everything.

In the hazy mist of consciousness that came with the excessive blood loss, Kim Gong-ja murmured blankly.

-How…?

-I have my ways.

Flame Emperor.

Yoo Soo-ha made the shape of a gun with his hand.

Then he wrapped red aura around his hand, creating a spherical bullet.

-You wouldn’t know even if I told you

-Huh…?

-My skill is a bit dog-like.

Paak!

A bullet of flame pierced Yoo Soo-ha’s brain.

Kim Gong-ja looked in amazement at Yoo Soo-ha, who had taken his own life.

Until the very end, Kim Gong-ja wouldn’t understand the meaning of his death.

[You have died.]

However.

‘I’ knew.

[You are regressing to 24 hours ago.]

The world shattered.

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And like that.

‘I’ opened my eyes.