Chapter 11 Part 4: Commission – Gate Missing

The expressions on the faces of the guys who saw with their own eyes the monster with holes all over its body, showing off the organs inside, instantly soured.

Could it be that they couldn’t accept the fact that the person they were going to use as bait and then discard was actually a hitman who came to target them?

The chubby guy standing next to the man who seemed quick-witted rushed at me as if giving up.

“Yo, you’re fu*ked!”

“Crazy, what are you doing…!”

“Kuaaaack!”

Of course, there was no way I would take such an attack head-on.

I opened my mouth while looking at the guy who fell pathetically in a way that could only be seen in B-movies, grabbing his leg.

“Should I say you’re smart for realizing you can’t escape and trying to resist, or should I say you’re stupid? What do you think?”

“Ha, sht. What a fcking idiot…”

I approached the guy who was drooping his shoulders as if he realized that there was no use in trying to escape.

I thought he would be more communicative than the guy who was stupidly sprawled out over there.

“This is driving me crazy. To think that crazy b*tch that the Hresvelgr Guild is chasing would be here.”

“You know me?”

“Everyone in this country knows you. The crazy b*tch who blew the head of the Hresvelgr Guild leader’s son in front of everyone. I thought the description was similar…”

“What, am I pretty famous?”

“Did you think you wouldn’t be famous?”

“It’s not that.”

The guy, who sighed as if he had given up on everything, leaned against a tree and sat down, regretting his past.

“Damn it, I should have been suspicious from the moment you were carrying a revolver.”

“That’s too bad, friend. Why are you doing this? Unlike that idiot, you seem to have some sense.”

“Why? Sht, are you even asking? Of course it’s money. You’re a returnee so you wouldn’t know, but in this fcking gate, the best way to efficiently make money is to throw bait.”

Money.

The guy muttered that everything was because of money.

“How much money do you think those stupid Awakened with D-grade and C-grade make? This was the only way to climb higher. If you have money, you can become stronger more easily.”

“…So you used people as bait. For money?”

“Do you think I was originally this kind of guy? This f*cking world made me like this.”

“Hmm…”

Judging by how quickly he assesses the situation, he seems to have a good head on his shoulders even if he didn’t learn anything.

Perhaps that’s why he couldn’t resist the temptation of crime.

Well, a guy with a quick mind usually falls into this kind of path a lot.

The idiots who are chased by companies are mostly like this.

Cases where they turned to crime to find a faster path.

It wasn’t that I didn’t understand. This method is definitely efficient.

However, that’s only if you don’t get caught.

If you get caught? There’s no need to explain that. Because there’s a result right in front of me.

“…So, are you going to kill me?”

“I told you earlier. I’m going to kill you. Give up hope of being able to live.”

“Sh*t.”

“Ah, one last thing. How did you kill that person?”

“Why? Do you think I’m going to tell you? You’re going to kill me anyway.”

As if he had given up on everything, the guy raised one corner of his mouth and started laughing at me.

He knew he was going to die, so why would he tell me? That was his expression.

But I didn’t care. The more this kind of guy has a quick mind, the more easily he spits out what he knows.

“Of course. You’ll have no choice but to tell me.”

“Ha, why would I…”

“Kuaack, kuaaaaack! My, my hand…! Aaaack!”

“You wouldn’t want to experience what your friend is going through, would you?”

I put my foot on the guy’s index finger and stomped down.

Then, unlike the light footwork, my foot made a sound as if a factory press was coming down, and my foot sank deeply into the ground.

Of course, there was no way the finger that was on the deeply sunken ground would be intact, and the guy who was grabbing his foot started wailing as if he was about to faint.

“Oops, you can’t faint. I’ll give you some stimulants? Don’t worry, you won’t die from just one finger.”

“Keeuk, keueueueuk….”

“Wh, what is this…”

“This? It’s an anti-gravity module. I’m a bit heavy, so it’s inconvenient without this.”

This body is a model that has been extremely enhanced in durability, so it’s incredibly heavy.

I don’t know the details, but the subdermal armor under the skin to protect the inside of the body alone weighs well over 100kg.

Moreover, this body not only has subdermal armor, but also weapons and various devices are dormant.

If I walked around with such a body, the ground would sink, and the stairs would break if I tried to go up to the second floor.

So, what was applied was this anti-gravity module.

I don’t know the detailed principle either… It’s a specification that was added for convenience, so I can turn it on and off whenever I want like this, and thanks to that, I can also use it for attack.

I’ve never done it, but I could even do a hero landing that only comes out in movies.

“You seem to have a quick wit, so you know what I want to say, right?”

“…Sh*t. I’ll tell you.”

“You should have done that from the start.”

If you don’t tell me, you’ll suffer the same fate.

My threat worked very simply.

Die in excruciating pain, or just die. The guy only had two choices.

From his point of view, it was a rational action.

“They used them as bait, f*cked them when they couldn’t move, and threw them as food for the goblin bastards. Is that enough?”

“It’s enough, but… Look at the way you talk. Can’t you make it more gentle?”

“Gentle my ass. I’m going to die anyway.”

“No, but it’s a bit like that. I’m going to show it to the client.”

..What?”

Sigh… Should I edit this?

No, no. It’s better to just show it. It will be more satisfying to show what kind of guy he is.

“If I’ve become famous, then it must have already spread that I’m a machine body, right? Because a gun popped out of my hand.”

“You, don’t tell me…”

“My eyes are also machines, so there’s no way they wouldn’t have any function, right? There’s at least a recording function.”

One of the reasons why our office was so popular is this.

I can vividly show what kind of person the target of revenge was and how they die.

While other solvers only bring the result of killing, I could show the process itself as if they had experienced it directly.

Some colleagues envied me and tried to record it themselves, but they all died in the end.

It was a natural thing. Guys who don’t have money to get surgery are fighting with a camera in one hand, so how can they fight properly?

“Kuaack!”

“Aaaaaack!”

“Hmm, is this good enough?”

“Wh, what are you trying to do…!”

I made holes in their legs one by one so they couldn’t move, and the guy asked me as if he was possessed by evil.

…Is it okay to tell you as a gift for your trip to the afterlife?

“I made a promise to the client.”

“OF…?”

“If you guys killed his wife, I would kill you in the same way his wife died.”

“…!”

“So, try to struggle with those injured legs. I’ll record everything and let the client see your final moments himself.”

“Wa, wait! Wait a minute!”

“Okay then.”

I hung a grappling hook on a nearby tree and climbed up, then took my place and watched the guys.

How much time had passed?

Perhaps smelling the blood of the guys who started to run away as if crawling, monsters started to flock in an instant, and despair settled on their faces.

And I continued to watch that scene.

To convey their final moments.

“How was it?”

The client was silent for a while.

He was just staring at the video in front of him.

Tears welled up in the eyes of the client, who was watching the scene of his wife’s enemy screaming horribly for the third time.

“…Did she go like this?”

“He said he killed her that way, so it must be similar.”

“I resent it. For a mere pittance, my wife had to experience such a terrible death.”

“…”

“Ah, how much it must have hurt. How much pain it must have been.”

Haran bit her lip, her bright appearance before bringing him here gone.

Is she feeling sorry? Or is she disgusted by the terrible scene?

I didn’t understand what kind of emotions she had.

“Thank you, Ella-nim. Haran-nim.”

“Yes, yes?! No, I didn’t do anything…”

“I apologize for suspecting you. Even a gift I didn’t expect. You have perfectly fulfilled the request.”

“This much is easy.”

“What do you want? Just tell me. I will give you anything I can. I am prepared to give you all my wealth.”

…of.

Come to think of it, I hadn’t decided in advance what to receive in return.

Only then did I realize the mistake I had made.

Is it because I’m starting a new beginning in a new place? I guess I was more distracted than I thought. To make a mistake that I wouldn’t normally make.

If this person had been a troublemaker, it would have been a headache. I have to be careful next time.

“I don’t need money.”

“Yes, yes?”

“You haven’t just been here, have you? I’m sure you’ve been traveling around.”

“That’s right. I was traveling around to find someone to investigate them.”

“And then you met someone who was as obsessed with revenge as you are?”

“That’s right, but.”

Since I can earn enough money to live comfortably if I do a few requests, I’m not in a hurry for money.

What’s more important than money is letting people know that our office is here.

“Introduce me to them. Let’s say the payment is paid with that.”

“…Are you really okay with that?”

“It’s okay. Think of it as a service for the first customer.”

“Thank you, thank you…”

The client started to shed thick tears.

Is it because he completed his wife’s revenge, or is it because he feels grateful to me?

Like Haran’s emotions, I didn’t understand his emotions either.