Chapter 122 – Episode 121 – The World’s Best Hunter Tournament (4)

I washed my hands.

The slight lingering soreness from the bullet cut was gone.

Kim Jin-wook, who shot me, is shocked.

Conversely, cheers echo from the crowd.

Like a habit, I tapped the handle of Levatein and faced Kim Jin-wook, who was looking over me.

A few seconds passed, and it was time to make a decision, but Kim Jin-wook still looked confused.

It can only be.

It was because he had just split a bullet without using any skills or strengthening his physical abilities with mana.

It would be difficult for Kim Jin-wook to accept the fact that he sensed the bullet coming through the blind spot and drew lightly with the power of his wrist.

A bullet fired with mana and a sword drawn with pure physical ability.

The moment he understands these two gaps, Kim Jin-wook will fall into more despair.

“Huuk…!”

As I was observing Kim Jin-wook’s next move with sunken eyes, Kim Jin-wook chewed his lips with his teeth and spewed out a bullet.

Drurrrr-!

Dozens of bullets pour out.

Each bullet contained mana, and the trajectory of the bullet was bent by the homing shot, so bullets attacked me from all directions.

And between the gaps in the bullets that tightly covered the view, Jin-wook Kim could be seen converting the rifle he was holding into a sniper rifle.

Clap.

I closed and opened my eyes once.

The cold head captures the situation in front of you.

Kim Jin-wook’s eyes looking at me beyond the scope of the sniper rifle and the fire nets attacking from all sides.

Stretched out his hand

The parle iron sword reacted above my head.

I laughed ferociously and condensed the wind spirit into the iron sword.

The iron sword trembled, and the wind piled up on top of his blade.

Dozens of bullets came at close range.

I quietly lowered my hand.

Quaang-!

The wind accumulated above the iron sword explodes and shoots the iron sword forward.

The layers of wind collected so far are released in all directions, tearing apart the layered net.

Taang-!

Along with that, Kim Jin-wook pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle.

The rushing iron sword pushing away the wind, and the large-caliber bullet that rode through the barrel of the sniper rifle.

The result was obvious.

Wicked-!

The iron sword cuts through the bullets and advances.

Looking at the scene through the scope, Kim Jin-wook murmured.

“I’m sorry.”

Perhaps it was a coincidence, the iron sword approached with the tip pointed towards the center of the scope crosshair.

Kim Jin-wook closed his eyes tightly in preparation for the shock that would come to the golden badge.

However, even after several seconds, no shock came over Kim Jin-wook.

“…?”

Kim Jin-wook opens his eyes, feeling suspicious.

In front of him stood a figure he had never thought of.

“Are you awake?”

Jeong Jo-joon smiles at Kim Jin-wook.

With the golden badge on his chest stolen.

Crisp.

Jung Aim breaks the golden badge with his thumb and forefinger.

Golden dust splattered and fell to the arena floor.

“… What.”

Kim Jin-wook looked at Jung Jo-jun as if he were possessed by a ghost.

Beep-!

The buzzer sounded that the game was over.

The audience erupted in cheers.

Jung Jo-jun walked away with his back turned away from Kim Jin-wook.

“… Huh really…”

Kim Jin-wook rubbed his eyes and looked at the iron sword in the distance.

The sword must have arrived right in front of his eyes, but why is it there?

And how did Jeong Jo-joon appear in front of him without any signs?

“I got hit…”

It was a clean defeat.

Kim Jin-wook scratched his head and let out a sigh.

This feeling of not knowing anything about the other person, full of questions, was a common feeling in this industry.

Kim Jin-wook’s heart, which had already been beaten dozens of times, quietly admitted defeat and left the arena.

* *

Knock knock.

Sharp nails pounded his head.

“Interesting.”

In-young, who had been quietly closing one eye, sharpened her teeth in the dark.

Dozens of sharp teeth gleamed, and one open bright yellow eye smiled wryly.

The human figure, hidden in the darkness, took a step forward.

Then, the red light that shone strangely outside the window illuminated the human figure.

Like a human, she stands on her two feet, but her figure is covered in luxuriant gray hair, with pointed ears sprouting from the top of her head.

“Well.”

The figure of a half-wolf and half-human was heterogeneous, but also antique.

Knock knock.

The half-man, half-beast ‘Penrir’ tapped her on the head again as if he was interested.

“Chuckling… Was that so much fun…?”

Someone asked Fenrir a question.

The voice was congealed as if there was phlegm in it, and the unstable pitch caused discomfort to the listener.

However, Fenrir showed no signs of discomfort and smiled, showing his teeth.

“To the extent that my blood boils for the first time in a long time, very.”

Fenrir wriggled her muscles exposed in the dark.

The scars on her chest and the veins on her arms pulsate to match.

“Crunch… It’s pitiful to have such feelings for foolish humans…”

At that, Fenrir frowned and looked in front of her.

Bright yellow eyes glow in the dark.

The something that caught his gaze continued to smile despite the eerie gaze.

“Kuuuuu…”

Something that laughed as if screaming or venting sadness rose from the darkness.

Rotting flesh, bony ribs.

It was obviously in human form, but with sparsely rotting flesh and only a skeleton left behind on its face, it slowly moved its bones and approached Fenrir.

“Licking each other’s wounds, dying alone. That’s the only reason humans exist… That’s why…”

“Bette.”

Fenrir laughed ferociously as he named the thing that was walking towards him.

“It’s okay to think of it as you like, but you feel sorry for me.”

Fenrir’s gray hair rises. Fenrir’s body reflected in the red light became bigger than before.

Fenrir stares at Bette with his lofty eyes shining.

Bethe also looked at Fenrir with empty eyes on Fenrir’s face.

After looking at each other for a moment, it was Bette who broke the silence.

“Crunch… I apologize. I was foolish…”

Fenrir’s puffy hair settles down.

Fenrir grinned.

“Yes, you were foolish.”

“Crunch… Goyan bastard…”

Bette laughed too, rattling his chin.

“So, are things going well?”

“Chuckling…Then it’s going very well.”

Bette raised her face toward the red light.

Red light penetrates between the empty eyelids.

Bette was greeted by the light and whispered ecstatically.

“Hurry up, I hope humans spit out hot blood and cold sadness on the earth.”

Fenrir snorted as she saw Bette like that.

‘I wonder if so.’

Fenrir quietly thought to himself.

He is the boy who uses the sword he has watched.

There was no way that a guy who had made his blood boil for a long time would collapse over something like that.

“I’m looking forward to it.”

Fenrir tapped her on the head.

It was his habit of doing it whenever he felt interested.

With one eye closed, Fenrir hid herself in the darkness again.

* *

“Huh… Heh heh…”

Maya gulped and watched the match being played under the pitch.

The main character of the second confrontation in the round of 16, Jung Jo-jun, and a person with the ability to summon a monster were facing each other.

Shh- shh!

The iron sword floating in the air sharpens and draws out the monster.

Cut and cut again

However, the person with this ability constantly summoned monsters.

Jeong Jo-jun kicked his tongue at the pouring monsters and ran back.

“Ugh…Why aren’t you using that sword…”

Maa stomped her feet and beat her chest in frustration.

Jung Jo-jun didn’t know what was going on, but he wasn’t using that good-looking knife hanging from his waist.

If he pulled out that sword that flashed the bright red sunlight, that kind of monster would be nothing.

But why…!

“Use the sword! Use the sword!”

The rest of the frustration is so frustrating that Maya shouts at Jung Jo-Jun.

Was it because the wish reached her, or did she hear Maya’s voice?

Jung Aim picked up the Levatein from his waist.

“Yes! Yes!”

Maya’s eyes twinkle in anticipation.

Contrary to Maya’s expectations, however, Jeong Jo-jun jumped backwards, widening the gap with the monster.

“Ah.. Aww… It’s frustrating…! If I just… Cut it…!”

Maya, who was aware of Jung Jo-Jun’s skills, vomited her enthusiasm while watching him.

Swoop.

Jung Aim raises his sword at an angle.

Was in the mood to do something.

Maya swallowed and looked at the game again.

“Uh… Uh uh? That’s a sword…?!”

The sword in the air follows the aim and raises the sword obliquely.

Jung Joon puts flames on Levatein.

Then, it emitted a sword containing half-moon-shaped flames.

“Wow…!”

Maya admires it.

The sword was not one.

The sword floating in the air took the ‘same’ action as Jeong Jo-jun, and vomited red sword energy.

The two sword skills merged to draw a monster and reach the person with special abilities.

Beep-!

So the match ended with Jung Jo-jun’s victory.

Hehe, it’s fun…”

Maya proudly looked at Jeong Jo-jun, who was holding a ceremony over the display board.

When he saw his classmate who had cleared the dungeon with him win like that, he felt something welling up in his heart.

“Ugh… The bathroom.”

Maybe it was because she drank too much Coke while watching the match, Maya quietly squeezed her thighs, feeling her bladder rising as well.

Moving her steps, Maya arrived at her women’s bathroom and finished her errands.

“It’s cool…”

Maya put on a refreshed expression, and soon moved her steps to see the field where the next game was to begin.

But then, something caught her Maya eyes.

“Uh… Uh huh?”

Maya tilted her head, wondering if she was looking at it wrong.

But still it was lodged in her corner and wriggling around her body.

As Maya sprinted, she approached it and grabbed it.

“Uh.. Ughhh…!”

The thing that Maya grasped quickly wriggled in Maya’s hands without rest.

Maya smiled at the sight and shouted.

“Mup.. Stupid!”

It was a puppy, with her lush gray fur, bright yellow eyes, and cute ears poking up on top of her head.

“Kki.. Kkiing…!”

She was a puppy twisting her body to escape Maya’s grasp, but Maya, who had never owned an animal, interpreted this as her struggling puppy’s plea to be taken with her.

“Ah… I see.”

Maya remembered a puppy abandoned by her owner in an abandoned arena.

“Yes, I will raise you.”

Maya holds her puppy in her arms.

The guy was shaking and shaking in Maya’s arms, but Maya hugged the puppy tightly as if she would never let go.

“You fool… From now on you will take responsibility… You will live with me…”

“Kkiing… Knock!”

With Maya holding her dog in her arms, she returned to her seat.

Perhaps realizing that the puppy, who had been twisting her body over and over again, hadn’t escaped, she soon gave up and lifted her little head from Maya’s arms and looked at the stadium.

The puppy’s bright yellow eyes sparkled.