Episode 7. The identity of self-talk. (One)
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One.
I immediately searched for swordsmanship on my smartphone.
-It is said that he was originally an adult from a large Nordic conglomerate family.
-His real name is Marcus Callenberg. Although he was a magnate with nothing to regret, it is said that he abandoned his family, connections, and property and entered the tower alone.
-No one knows exactly what skills he has.
-It is said that he sometimes has a habit of muttering to himself.
I clicked my tongue.
“There isn’t much helpful information.”
I looked to see if there was any video of the interview, but there wasn’t even one. It seemed that this old man had a personality completely opposite to that of Emperor Yan. Although Emperor Yan poured out harsh words to the reporter, he was exposed to the media quite a lot because he was basically a person of interest.
On the other hand, Swordsman is thoroughly mystical.
Perhaps that’s why the information available on the Internet was very vague. He [is said] to be an adult from a great conglomerate family, [is said] to have entered the tower alone, and [is said] to have a habit of muttering to himself. It was all just speculative information.
‘what.’
I turned my head.
A corner table.
There, Geomseong was drinking milk-vodka alone.
‘At least the information that I talk to myself a lot seems to be solid.’
The old man’s fashion was anything but ordinary. He drank vodka mixed with milk, and even now, he was just sipping alcohol without any snacks and constantly muttering to himself.
“···Shut up. Don’t be loud. To begin with, you…”
Muttering.
I couldn’t hear exactly what he was saying, but the old man always muttered to himself every time he drank. And that too with a frown. Honestly, I was a little scared.
‘Do I have some kind of mental illness?’
A mentally ill hunter is ranked #1. It was fear itself. Isn’t it like a nuclear bomb that doesn’t know when it will explode?
‘···no. If you think about it, Yeomje was also a psychopath.’
Maybe being mentally ill is a condition for being number one in the rankings.
‘Anyway, almost all the top rankers are idiots.’
I shook my head and continued to browse information on my smartphone. As expected, there was only speculative information, but there was one post that caught my eye.
-[Caution] NG words that should never be said in front of a swordsman!
“Hmm?”
It was an interesting title. The site where the post was posted is a community dedicated to hunters. It was a place where you could only join if you had a hunter license issued by the management office, so to speak, where you could just hang out with yourselves.
There was an anonymous post there.
-I witnessed it myself. There are NG words that should not be said in front of a swordsman. If you don’t want to die, don’t ever say this to the Sword Saint. Really dying.
└What is it?
└A story about grandchildren. A few days ago, at the 9th floor hunting ground, several high rankers started a fight with the Sword Saint. One of them said.
‘Looking at what you do, I can clearly see what kind of character your grandchildren and great-grandchildren have on the outside.’
‘It’s obvious that she’s living alone in a wealthy place because she takes after Grandpa.’
‘How embarrassing would it be if your grandchildren found out that you were doing this now?’
-Then they killed him.
└What? Kill me?
└Yes. I really killed it. In fact, her head flew off when she said, ‘How embarrassing it must be for your grandchildren…’ No one could react? In the blink of an eye, the head and body were separated.
Afterwards, the post was flooded with comments.
-Don’t be rude.
-This is another rumor being spread by a huge guild.
-Anyway, they trample on people just because they are doing well.
Most people reacted with disbelief.
However, the anonymous author persevered in his argument.
-Whether you believe it or not, it’s up to you! I just told you this because I thought you should know.
-Of course, I don’t think Geomseong did anything wrong. It’s the guy’s fault for mentioning someone else’s family for no reason. However, it is clear that the top rankers are angry as a group because of this incident. You can tell by looking at the media that keeps criticizing Geomseong these days.
-Anyway, if you meet the Sword Saint, buy it. effort.
After this, the author did not leave any comments.
As if there was nothing more to say.
“······.”
I looked down at my smartphone and thought deeply.
‘It’s an NG word that should never be said.’
I looked around the corner of the bar. The elderly man was still sitting there.
“···too loud. “I’ll take care of it, so leave it alone…”
I’ve been muttering to myself since a while ago.
Looking back, I felt like I was mentally ill. However, even if one is mentally ill, the first place in the rankings is the first place in the rankings. The fact that the old man had unimaginably great skills was an unchangeable fact.
‘good.’
And that fact alone was enough for me.
‘It’s worth a try.’
2.
“It was a good drink.”
“Oh, goodbye!”
Geomseong emptied his glass and left. As soon as he left, the drunkards who had been holding their breath sighed.
“You’re finally out.”
“I think I have dementia. “Why are you muttering like that?”
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“I know you guys. Anyway, the taste of the drink goes down…”
It seemed like all the customers sitting at the bar were waiting for Geomseong to leave. That was the same for me too.
However, in a slightly different sense.
“Here’s the cost of the drinks.”
I quickly got up from my seat. I paid for the drinks to the owner as I had calculated in advance. There was no time to delay.
“Oh, yes. thank you Come again!”
“It was a good drink. Thank you for your hard work.”
rattle-.
The bell hanging on the door rang.
It’s already late at night. Darkness had fallen on the street.
‘Where are you?’
I looked around. The streets where the bars were crowded were also crowded with people. Dozens of people laughed and let their alcohol-filled breath flow into the night sky.
‘Where did you go? Ranking #1.’
Fortunately, it wasn’t long before I found the back view I was looking for.
‘found!’
This was because the clothing was so unique. In Babylon, Geomseong was the only person wearing a suit on this wide street.
I quickly killed the sight and followed the old man.
‘What skills do they have?’
My heart was pounding.
‘The Flame Emperor had a regression skill. It was an EX level skill. What about the swordsman who succeeded one generation before the Flame Emperor? ‘Wouldn’t it be better to have a morale skill than regression?’
It will soon be mine. If you’re lucky.
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How long did he follow the old man’s back?
I left the downtown area and entered an alley. As we walked a little further, we were even out of the alley. The outskirts of the outskirts. A plain with no buildings. Geomseong walked briskly to that desolate field.
“hmm.”
While walking, I stopped.
“I think this would be appropriate.”
Geomseong looked back. The starlight dimly illuminated the old man’s body.
“Stop coming out. young people.”
“······.”
“If something happened here, no one would know.”
He was looking exactly at the tree where I was hiding.
I sighed in my heart.
‘I got caught as expected.’
but. From the beginning, it was unreasonable to hope that they would not be caught while following the number one ranked player. I obediently acknowledged my own incompetence and walked out from behind the tree.
“Excuse me. “I have something I’d like to ask of the Sword Saint somehow.”
I tried to speak as politely as possible. But why? Geomseong snorted.
“flaw. Didn’t they intentionally follow him sloppily so that they would notice anyway? “I don’t know why you’re so scared to ask something from just an old man.”
“······.”
what?
For some reason, it seemed like they misunderstood that I was intentionally pretending to be popular. In addition, the swordsman was holding the hilt of his sword even though I did not take any special action. It’s literally a fighting stance. It felt like they were going to attack me at any moment.
‘uh. ‘Why?’
Of course, it would have been nice for me to come out like this. Because my goal is to be killed by the Sword Saint.
‘But other than following, I haven’t done anything yet…?’
Whether he knew how I felt or not, Geomseong’s expression became even more grim than before. Even life emanated from his eyes.
“···Your facial expressions are amazing. “He truly is an assassin on the front line.”
“yes?”
“Don’t pretend not to know. You may be able to fool other hunters, but you cannot fool my eyes. “Did you think I didn’t know that you were a special assassin sent by the Black Dragon?”
uh···.
That old man. There was a huge misunderstanding.
‘Should I like this or not?’
Anyway, it went well. Because if I just stay like this and don’t mention my grandchildren, I feel like they’ll kill me.
However, I did not understand at all how they viewed me, who was only an F-level hunter, and misunderstood me as a top assassin. Honestly, I don’t understand.
“Uh-huh! It’s truly abominable. “You can’t believe you came all the way here and made facial expressions!”
Geomsung looked at my face and twisted the corner of his mouth. The expression on his face was truly, truly disgusting, to the point where I wondered why he was doing that. I guess I don’t look like an assassin.
“Didn’t I tell you? “You can never deceive my eyes!”
“excuse me. Elderly. “I’m just asking because I’m really curious…”
In the end, I had to ask.
“What makes you so sure that I am an assassin… and a special assassin? Even though I look like this, I think I look pretty normal.”
“Shut up.”
Sreung.
Geomsung crawled and took out his sword.
“I have many skills. Among them is [a skill that determines how many people the opponent has killed]. “Thanks to this skill, I have overcome many crises.”
“······?”
what? I still didn’t understand.
‘ah.’
After a few seconds, I was convinced.
‘I killed Yoo Soo-ha. I.’
It was like that.
Today I hunted Yoo Su-ha. I killed Yoo Soo-ha because I knew what kind of monster he would grow into, but people of today’s era did not know that. I was just a murderer.
However, unlike in the outside world, murders occur much more frequently inside the tower…
‘But murder is murder.’
In other words, the number [1] is probably floating above my head in the eyes of the Sword Saint. That [1] was none other than the number that signified Yu Su-ha’s death.
Would it be natural for the Sword Saint to be wary of me?
“Yes, I understand. Sword Saint.”
“hmm.”
“Even if you are wary of me, I don’t have anything to tell you. But please think of it as an excuse and listen to it. I did it for a really important reason, even if I can’t tell you exactly, for a really important reason. “I can swear to heaven.”
Those words were sincere.
But the situation became strange. After hearing my sincerity, Geomseong’s expression became even more crumpled.
“That’s disgusting.”
“yes?”
“How dare a devil who has killed countless people as much as you dare say such nonsense? I haven’t lived a clean life either… “I never committed a senseless massacre like you did!”
It was a sight to behold.
I was really embarrassed.
“no. Wait a minute, old man. Massacre? “I have only caught one person in my entire life.”
“You lie all the time without any sense of shame!”
Cheoeok.
The swordsman pointed the tip of his sword at me.
And said:
“I can clearly see the number [4091] floating above your head!”
I was dumbfounded.
“What nonsense is that…”
I was about to ask, “What kind of nonsense is that?”, but I kept my mouth shut. To be precise, my mouth was shut. I instantly realized where the number 4091 the old man had mentioned came from.
‘ah.’
Number 1 for killing Yoo Soo-ha.
and.
‘This is the number of times I committed suicide.’
Number 4090.
It was exactly the same as the number of times I killed myself.
“Be prepared, you devil!”
then.
“I don’t know if the Black Dragon Witch sent you or who hired you, but I will do my best to kill you!”
This means that in the eyes of that old man, I have no choice but to be seen as a rare murderer who massacred 4,091 people.
In an instant, a chill went down my spine.
‘no.’
This was a serious problem.
‘It’s not a matter of whether or not you copy the skills from the Sword Saint!’
Yes.
‘Any time from now on… if Geomseong finds me, he will try to kill me!’
Because in that person’s eyes, I must be an abominable murderer just by existing. It’s literally like a virus that needs to be erased from this world as quickly as one second.
“Now, wait!”
I stretched out my hand.
“Please wait a moment…!”
That moment.
The sword of the Sword Saint flew towards me.
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