SSS-Class Assassin Player

From the next day I started training on how to use living.

The method was simple again this time.

To find out who the other person is and return it as it is.

It was easy to say, but as before, difficulty was expected.

Only by feeling can you notice it.

Because I did.

The flying life was clearly visible.

But the subject is nowhere to be seen.

Multiple blades flying in the dark.

There will be Zaltin beyond the darkness.

It's been a week since I started training.

I still couldn't see Zaltin in my eyes.

To be honest, it was too vague a training.

When I tried to figure out the reality of the murder, all I did was get beaten up.

Then somehow, my body naturally reacted and I saw it.

So this training also had no promise when to see him.

One month is one month, two months is two months. I wish it were fixed.'

I, who was kicking out my life in frustration, grabbed the blade that flew away.

And I threw it forward with all my might.

Swooshook!

The blade, which flew quite far, disappeared beyond the darkness, and soon another blade was in my hand.

'How far is it that you can't see it.’

The second blade was also blown over the darkness.

Again, the blade was eaten into the darkness and disappeared.

After so many iterations, I quickly lost my stamina.

It wasn't real, it was consciousness, but since I've been living in a river for a long time,

I couldn't have been feeling well.

Nevertheless, I kept throwing the blade away.

It's because I'm coming.

Let's just hit one and hear the sound. Come on.'

It has already been two months since the new training began.

Surprisingly, I still hadn't seen him.

At this rate, I think it's not a talent for killing, but just a talent for nothing.

But this is my idea of being impatient.

It was the wrong idea that came out.

According to Zaltin, it took him as long as 10 years to get to this stage.

By that standard, I still have nine years and ten months to spare.

The problem is that it's too far away.

9 years and 10 months.

The two months I have endured so far are killing me.

You should have trained like this.

As time went by, four months went by.

And finally something started to catch in my eyes.

a faint silhouette of gray

It appeared when the blade was held, but disappeared when the blade was lifted from the hand.

I grabbed a flying blade and narrowed my forehead to look at the silhouette.

It's definitely a human figure.

I can't see it well, but first of all, there's a target.

Every day I shoveled into the air, and I threw a blade, grateful that I had a place to hit.

A few hours.

An amazing sight unfolded in my eyes as I threw a blade like a macro.

The blade of the thrown blade had light, and in an instant the darkness had faded and the background had turned white.

And the image of Jal-Tin.

Surprisingly, he was looking at me with his arms and legs intact.

Then he whispered to me without even opening his mouth.

'Bring it on.'

What do you mean, "Dumbies?"

'Can't you see the knife of murder around you?’

"The sword of murder?"

I looked around casually at his words.

Then, when it was made, the same thing as Zaltin's blade was floating in the air one by one from left and right.

"When is this?"

For a moment, the novelty, I reached out.

just then

I heard the voice of Zaltin.

"Don't try to catch it, move with your heart."

'In your heart...?'

I lowered my arm at his words and looked back at Zaltin.

And I thought.

'Go.'

Swooshook!

In my opinion, two blades were fired at Zaltin.

It soon disappeared, blocked by two blades summoned by Zaltin, but I couldn't help but be amazed at what I had done.

This is because the blade moved in the direction that it wanted just by thinking.

Not only that, but...….

'Come out.'

Swoosh!

The blade was recreated according to the will.

This time, it's four.

"Ho, up to four?"

I shot the blade again at Zaltin's slightly startled voice.

Swooshook!

The blade, which flew quickly, crashed into his blade and dissipated in the air.

Afterwards, as I continued to make blades, I summoned up to six of them, and with Zaltin's scoff, I made the eyes in the ceremony.

It's on.

"Ha ha ha. That's pretty good. It's pretty good. I can't believe you're controlling your life with your will in just four months.”

I replied in a daze to his praise.

"I'm still good at this.…

"That's the life you have just now. To be exact, it's a disciplined life created by training."

"Then I can use my life."

"Of course, now you don't have to close your eyes and concentrate on your consciousness anymore.

C. You can feel the other person's life with your eyes open, or you can send your life to the other person."

From that day on, he started training in earnest.

Now that I know for sure what living is, there has never been a stuffy feeling like before.

And then a month later.

"Now that I have passed on everything, all I have to do is train my life stronger. There's nothing more I can do to help.”

"But I'm still...…

"What's not yet? You've already...

You can read the substance of the murder, or you can create it. Which means you can erase your life depending on your mind. It's a strong life, time will solve the problem. So now I'm gonna leave this place.”

I tilted my head at the sudden sound of Zaltin.

"Are you leaving?"

"Come inside for a while.”

I went into the cabin with Zaltin.

Then he began to talk about his past, which he had not told.

"A long time ago I was a battlefielder in the kingdom of Florence, far from here. He was not good enough, but he was determined to survive, so he survived for two years on the battlefield where thousands of people were dying in a month. As a result, my skills naturally improved, and soldiers supported me more than knights on the battlefield where I was with them. And exactly six months later, the war ended."

I originally knew he was a mercenary.

Because he's been saying, "It's a war zone, it's a battlefield."

After the war ended, the ransom went up a lot. All mercenaries did, but I especially did. As a result, I enjoyed a life of abundance that was incomparable to the past. There's a backlog of customers, a pile of money. I've probably never been as busy as I was back then. The problem is that life gets plentiful and everything gets annoying. I have a lot of money, but what's the point of working? It's not like your life will change if you earn it. There was a man who seduced me."

"Are you seducing?"

"Yes, Marquis of Vivalt, who saw his face a few times during the war. what he said

I'll give you strength, honor and class, and you'll do me a job. That was a tempting suggestion. Aside from strength and honor, getting out of the commoner's class was almost impossible back then. But I'm sure he had the ability."

"What's that about?"

He smirked at my question.

"To assassinate your own Sword Master."

"What? Swordmaster to mercenaries, assassinate them, too?"

"I thought he was crazy at first.

I wanted to, Swordmaster. I can't believe you want to get rid of your own Sodmaster. You know, sonny, the Sword Master is the core of the nation's power. It's either in the kingdom or in the absence of it, and it's up to the end of the war. There was one Sodmaster in Pirent."

He was a brother in the past brother.

It means dead or gone now.

I kept listening to him.

"At that time, Vivalt tried to challenge the war-torn throne. But I couldn't do it because I was a Sword Master at that's why I couldn't do it. A great number of knights who followed him,

I was protecting you like a log.”

That's what Zaltin said and looked at me like that.

"What do you think I would have done?"

"I am foolishly too willing to accept the request. It's because Vivalt, who was Pirent's big shot, has a good chance of getting the job done. When I accepted, he gave me an Assassin, not a knight. He was such a good guy that I got goosebumps. He taught me everything about the assassination. But I've been working on it's been a long time.

It's been postponed. I didn't think I'd ever get rid of my life on the battlefield. He said that. Mercenaries are second to none."

"One year old?"

When I asked back in surprise, he replied, "What's going on?"

"Okay. Let's live. What's wrong?"

"You mean there's a one-year-old here, too?”

"Of course."

"What is a one-year-old?"

"What? Are you making fun of me?"

"That's not it. I'm really curious.

Peel

I bowed my head as if I was sorry, and he explained.

"Only one person must be killed.

It refers to the high-end assistants who succeed in assassination. It is known that there are less than five on the continent. If you get caught by them, whoever it is must die."

"Then why don't you ask the one-year-old for a favor? Why would you...

"No one knows where they are. And this is what I think, but no matter how old you are, a Sodmaster would be hard. The moment the assassination fails,

You have to put down the title of one-year-old. Even if I meet them, the request will not be completed."

"Is that what a Sod Master is like?"

"I didn't know until I saw it. I didn't know you were such a monster. Anyway, I waited for the time to learn how to hide my life. He killed so many people in the meantime. There's no way there's an assassination. And finally the day has come. He entered the palace through the secret passage given by the latter. I got into the Oval Office of the Head of the Guard Division. And I waited half a day. He came in. But since he came in, he's been me.

I knew someone existed. There's no way it's working when you've been attacked right away. He played with me miserably. I've never been so lethargic in my life. But he made an irreparable mistake there. There was one more assassin in the room besides me."

"If you're an assassin……"?”

"Heish, the Assassin who told me everything about the assassination. The commander of the Knights took the opportunity to fight me, and he began to kill himself. The commander of the Knights, who was off guard, was seriously injured. Nevertheless, he was at odds with us.

I couldn't believe it. Three daggers were stuck in the ship, and the blue orar spouting out was a horror. But the bleeding was so bad that we ended up winning."

"Sure••••••

"Heish's dagger blew the chieftain's neck. Vivalt's plan was a success. The problem is that after the knighthood died, he started attacking me. I asked him why, but he didn't answer. But I had a rough idea."

"You're going to cover your mouth.”

"Yes, they didn't believe me in the first place. No, it was just bait. Hiring me as a mercenary, not a knight, is also a way to avoid any trouble. I was angry but there was nothing else I could do. Because he was stronger. Eventually I ran away, and as soon as I got out of the fortress, I was chased by the Knights. VIVALT, that sly bastard beat him up in advance. Although he survived desperately, he lost an arm and a leg in the process. And I've had to hide for years from place to place."

"That's... that's the story.”

I thought something bad had happened, but it turned out to be worse than I expected.

I was trying to say something to console him, but he continued.

"I tried to get revenge. That's why I focused on selling my strengths. That's the only thing an arm and leg cripple could do."

"But you can hide and throw swords well."

He shook his head at my words.

"With that level of skill, it is hard to deal with just one paladin. You're the only one who's gonna kill them.

The way to win was to learn to live to the limit and typify it. A real blade of flesh that could kill them without touching them, but it didn't get to that point. I wasted 20 years."

Zaltin said so and looked at my face.

"One, you may be able to do it, son of a gun."

"I'm leaving here today. If you're with me, you can't even bloom and you'll die. I can't afford to lose such a talent in vain."

"Will you come all the way here?"

"They don't give up on me. The commander of the Knights died and Vivalt had all the Knights under his command. And with that power, he took the throne. But what would happen if I talked about what happened then? If the Order is shaken, so is the king. And they're already around. That's what my 20-year gut tells me. Fortunately, I'm relieved that you finished your training before then.”

"Mister……

"Listen carefully from now on. Go down the mountain as soon as I leave.

If anyone shows up along the way, erase their lives and pretend to be mercenaries. Of course, you're right about me. Especially, you'll have to crack down on your friend out there. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Oh."

He disappeared before I could answer.

At the same time, a square window floated forward.

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Enter 하시Legendary Knight Academy

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장Location: East outskirts of Rodeem 동부

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War

SSS Class Assassin Player

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