SSS-Class Suicide Hunter Chapter 399

Episode 399

-This is breaking news.

-Death King, who set out to conquer the 100th floor of the tower. There has been no news all this time, right? There was a lot of talk that the five major guilds, including the Black Dragon Guild, and the Four Kings would send out search parties to see if it was a failure. Now it seems like all those stories will be dispelled.

-Hunter Ranking #1!

-The Death King has conquered the highest point in the sky!

Thunderous shouts echoed through Tam’s Square.

-As you can see, the Babylon Squares are now a melting pot of festivals. This is probably because everyone heard about it through Tom’s message even before we announced it. Did you hear the announcer too?

-yes. According to what we’ve seen so far, it seems like everyone in the tower heard the declaration.

-It’s the same situation as before when Lord Cheonmumun and the constellation [Cow Harvesting Ruins] created an item with an unnamed grade.

-That’s right. At that time, there was a prophecy that the cow harvesting the ruins would block the Death King’s path, so the tower was overturned once. I remember the tower being in an uproar over the controversy that the worlds belonging to our tower should band together and form a large-scale punitive force, or that we should wait and see.

-In the end, the controversy ended only after Cheon Mu-munju returned and explained what had happened.

The announcer wiped his forehead.

-Compared to that time, there is almost no confusion. The ultimate chaos would be running out of booze and chicken throughout the world of this tower.

-yes. It’s such good news that there’s no way to misunderstand it.

-People who claim to be anti-Death King, the [Group for Demanding the Truth from Death King] seem to want to misunderstand that again, but what do you think?

-We will connect you on site.

People wearing masks gathered together and held up picket signs with the words [Death King (X) Fraud King (O)}, [Death King Created], [Black Connection between the Death King and the Aegim Empire], [Traitor of Earth – Sormwin’s Puppet], etc. Raised it.

The people at the forefront raised their voices.

-we! [The Group Demanding the Truth from the Death King], commonly known as [Photograph], has brought a Tower expert here today to point out that there is a very high possibility that the message was fabricated regarding a specific message that is claimed to have been sent to the entire Tower from a corner of Babylon. We have gathered you.

If you listen to what the expert said (……), the bottom line is that the Death King bought the tower. Wasn’t it observed that the managers of the tower showed favoritism to the Death King (……)

Or, I believe that the message itself may be caused by a certain skill. Even if it is not a skill, this group considers the fact that the Death King has become a constellation itself to be surrounded by suspicion. However, if it is true that the Death King has become a constellation, it is possible to send the same message to numerous people at the same time.

(……) How did a person who lived the life of an unemployed person until his early 20s become a representative hunter of the tower and conquer the 100th floor? This makes no sense even if you only have the common sense of an elementary school student. Something you can tell right away…

The announcer narrowed his eyes.

-What are they talking about?

-I don’t know either. Anyway, it’s a fabrication, it’s a fraud, even if it’s true, it’s something that was fabricated in collaboration with the Tower side, so Death King didn’t do anything, and even if you get to the 100th floor, will people’s living conditions improve even a gram, etc. It seems like they’re saying things like this.

-I think these are words you don’t need to know. It’s been a while since the message announcing reaching the 100th floor was sent, but has there been any contact from Death King himself?

-We are constantly contacting the metropolitan communications agency, the 5 major guilds, the Ivansia Dukes, and the vassals of the Death King, the Death King’s apostle, but not yet… Ah.

The announcer’s expression changed.

-They say they just received a call from Death King!

-Is that so! Which one?

-This is the Black Dragon Guild.

The people hosting the broadcast understood what that meant. The fact that he had received a call from the Death King from the Black Dragon Guild rather than from anywhere else meant that all private contacts with the Death King had already ended, and it had been perfectly decided what to make public and what to keep secret.

If so, the burden will actually be less on the broadcasting station. The announcer said.

-Please connect on-site.

The screen has changed. The hall of the Black Dragon Guild was illuminated.

Previously, there was a vote on the fate of the tower.

In a vote on whether to be pioneers or settlers, the people of the Lion World chose to move forward.

No one would question the fact that it was Death King’s speech that decided the direction of the vote.

The hall of the Black Dragon Guild shown on the screen was where the legendary speech took place. Perhaps even that association is a result of the Black Dragon Master’s settings.

Gongja Kim, the main character who created an uproar in the tower, was in the same position he ascended at that time.

-Everyone, this is Death King!

-16 years since I said I was going to the 90th floor and set off! After 16 years, the Death King has revealed himself!

The announcer shouted excitedly.

Beyond the screen, a faint commotion could be heard coming from the hall of the Black Dragon Guild.

[Everyone, you don’t have to rush, the Death King will soon return to your realm…]

[Reporters must follow order and enter…]

Black Dragon guild members controlled the commotion and called in reporters.

Meanwhile, the announcer explained the situation in the auditorium.

-Oh, the Death King is not actually standing! This is video Yeongyeong.

-There is a wide area telecommunication company standing right next to it. Considering that the Inventor King is also there, real-time connection seems certain.

– [Photographer] just stated that if the real Death King does not appear, it is the Black Dragon Guild’s work. What do you think?

-I’ll say it again, I don’t think there’s any need to listen to their stories. I was a little disappointed the moment I found out that it was a video connection and not the Death King who actually appeared, but I lost without any problem just because I thought I might look similar to them. Thank you for one thing.

-While this conversation is going on, it seems like the inside of the conference room has been sorted out to some extent. I will also move on to reporting… …

Soon, a group of reporters gathered in front of the beam projector where Kim Gongja was busy.

Reporters asked questions.

－Hello, Death King! No, should I call you the Sky that Collects Screams now?

This was the first question asked to him upon his return.

Death King smiled.

－You can call me whatever you want. I think the photographers are here too, but you can call it whatever you want. It’s okay to call it a plague. However, it would be better if he was just called Kim Gongja. I think it would make me feel more at ease if you called me Mr. Confucius.

And that was his first answer.

Reporters asked the following questions.

-I also received a message that I had surpassed the 100th floor. Congratulations! What lay beyond?

-What kind of compensation did you receive?

-What happened?

-What do you plan to do from now on?

Even though the Black Dragon Guild members were controlling the turn as much as possible, the questions came out almost simultaneously. Like a snake with many heads. It didn’t matter.

These were all stories that had to be told anyway.

Gongja Kim took a deep breath.

“I am-”

2

I met with the top owner. It became a pillar. I broke up with Geomje. I talked to my colleagues.

I accepted the first incident calmly. No, to be precise, when the last key was inserted and the tower owner appeared in the collapsed world, neither I nor Geomje were in a state to make a fuss about it.

Topju expressed it like this:

“They look like two sergeants who played soccer hard and ended up sprawled out in the middle of the field.”

I was lying on my back, panting, and spoke without even looking in the direction from where the purple voice came from.

“The owner of the tower… … How do two people play soccer? Isn’t that a game played by twelve people?’

“This again shows that Mr. Confucius belongs to the generation that did not serve in the military. “This is truly an amazing return.”

I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Then I looked at the tower pillar.

Like the ridge, the top of this tower was just a white dot when viewed. Topju was standing alone at that white dot, looking down at me and the Geomje.

Geomje raised one hand.

“Hello, Ajimae.”

“Banga bangga, old man.”

The owner of the tower also raised one hand and received greetings.

I laughed.

“Usually at times like this, I blush and say, ‘Who are you? Who knows!’ or cover my eyes with darkness and say, ‘I just…’ Don’t you ask back, ‘What did you say?’

“Myeongcheon. Please realize that what you just said is not something that can be expressed with the modifier [normal]. “What do you want to make of small people?”

Indeed, she is a goddess of fertility with twenty-four children. Even though I didn’t have a mother, this is how I would feel if my mother found the comic book I was reading.

Topju sighed while flapping his sleeves.

“If you really want to use the modifier [normal], you should say it like this. “Don’t we usually meet in a more sacred and impactful atmosphere?”

“I already know the answer. “If it were true, I should have seen it here for the first time.”

However, I have already met the owner of the tower several times. It is bound to have less impact than the first encounter with Geomje.

Even so, I think it would have been possible to have a more formal meeting than hiyo, banga bangga. When I thought about that, I scratched my cheek as if I was the origin of that unpleasant meeting.

“Isn’t this the same thing as me? I remember that several pillar meetings were convened because of me so there was no need for further censorship.”

“If you don’t count the fact that you faced my terminal on the 29th floor of the Lion World, if you don’t count the fact that a dwarf is always by your side, if you only count the fact that we met face to face, then that would be it.”

“Shall we have a drink?”

“That was the first proposal made by those who went beyond the 100th floor of the tower and set foot on the highest point of the sky for the first time.”

Topju smiled and snapped his fingers.

“It’s not too bad.”

Gaedari Soban came down to the empty world.

Geomje took out a ceramic liquor bottle from his chest. I was dumbfounded.

“Isn’t that alcohol at least 140 years old?”

“Maybe it’s a little longer? “Where I was, the days change so quickly.”

“Geomje nobleman… Have you ever heard of an expiration date? When I lived alone, I used to open cans of tuna that were several years old and eat them in expired ramen, but that was really bad. Should I say that life becomes ever more barren… … ”

“Don’t you know the common sense that the longer alcohol stays, the better it is? “Stop talking nonsense and prepare some snacks.”

Geomje sat down and pushed my back with his foot.

“Ah, this is annoying,” I muttered, but I stood up.

“Didn’t the pillars come?”

“I didn’t bring it.”

“Oh, why?”

“Because most of the pillars will not welcome you. Especially you, Myeongcheon.”

I adopted the same attitude that the pillars, except the princess, showed to me when the ancient wand was displayed.

He laughed while lighting an aura instead of a fire.

“I like making fun of people like that.”

Geomje also laughed.

“This guy is truly a natural at that one thing.”

“But I think you’d be good at flirting with someone by your side, right?”

“Now I have a body and a mouth. Should I just hang around and hang out with you for a while like I’ve been doing?”

“I will serve the Geomje nobleman as an advisor to the Four Kings.”

I made egg fried rice with Jipin Auror. When I think about it, these eggs and rice must have been quite old, but since I kept them in a very convenient magic bag, it must be okay. It’s not Jjambap that the nobles here will suffer from food poisoning.

Meanwhile, Tapju prepared drinking glasses and dishes.

“The reason I came alone wasn’t just for you guys. “I’ve barely reached anyone, so shouldn’t I have something to enjoy?”

“I think the owner of the tower will really enjoy watching the pillars suffering from the scolding of me and the Geomje nobleman.”

“Of course I enjoy it, and I will enjoy it more seriously in the future, but still.”

Topju smiled as he placed the drinks in front of us one by one.

“For now, I want to enjoy this quiet atmosphere.”

I finished cooking.

The stir-fried rice was shaped into rice balls and finished with a little oyster sauce sprinkled on top.

Tapju must have been dumbfounded by the egg fried rice.

“Does Myeongcheon serve chestnuts as a snack?”

“Egg fried rice dipped in oyster sauce is delicious.”

“Does Myeongcheon eat rice as a snack? I said it twice because I don’t think you heard me properly.”

“It’s salty, so it goes well with alcohol. In particular, it goes well with bittersweet makgeolli or fruit wine. It’s just Watta. Geomje Yangban, that’s takju, right?”

“It’s distilled liquor?”

“A Geomje nobleman is still a Geomje nobleman even if he escapes from Bae Hu-ryeong… He is useless at really important moments…”

There was a situation where the Sword Emperor filled a drop of alcohol with an aura and shot it at me, and it nearly pierced my heart and caused me to return.

The owner of the tower scolded us.

“How can you fight both before and after breaking through the heavenly peak?”

“Oh my. Tower owner, living is a series of [struggles]?”

“Mr. Confucius, please stop trying to be Mr. Viper’s rival in that regard. Have a drink.”

Geomje and I did that.

The owner first poured alcohol into my glass.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

hmm.

“yes”

etc,