Chapter Index

    Do we resemble each other because we love each other?

    Or maybe it was because of the guidelines of a hunter’s life that they had no choice but to resemble him.

    Tukwaaang-!

    Taking risks for a decisive blow.

    The sight of Shin Yu-jeong stabbing Ayush in the chest with a mace was exactly like Kim Do-jin.

    Perhaps that is why laughter escaped from Kim Do-jin’s mouth as he looked at this.

    I thought it was so typical of her.

    “Do you really have to learn something like that?”

    There must have been so many things you could have taken from me, but why did you take that?

    A warrior who walks honestly, not hesitating to take on even the thorniest path to victory.

    It was a look I hoped she wouldn’t take, but ironically, that look was her.

    That’s why it was sad, but also great.

    “Now you look like a hunter.”

    Perhaps that appearance is a protest and proof to oneself.

    That they are no longer weak.

    So, instead of just thinking about protecting me, I want you to treat me as an equal.

    That’s probably what you’re saying.

    And her protest was met with utter disapproval.

    If there is a problem.

    “The problem is that it doesn’t work on the enemy.”

    It was a blow that returned the impact of dozens of Ayush’s punches.

    The strongest blow possible thanks to the combined characteristics of the Grid Weapon and Shin Yu-jeong.

    It clearly left a significant scar on Ayush’s chest, which had been reddened by the saint’s attack earlier.

    “What, what, I’m bruised… , ah, it hurts.”

    okay.

    I got a bruise.

    The once red heart has now turned blue.

    It seems like it was a shocking result for both parties.

    “… I hit you so hard, and all you get is a bruise?”

    It was shocking that my best and strongest attack, made by gritting my teeth and holding on, ended up as nothing more than a bruise.

    “It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts… !”

    Ayush was shocked to see the bruises on his body and looked in pain.

    And the pain drove him further into a corner.

    “Ah, I hate being sick. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!”

    A huge mass of energy released itself in response to his emotions, blooming like a mist over his body.

    Kukukukuku…!

    Ayush’s murderous gaze, which had become even more intense, turned towards Shin Yu-jeong.

    “You, you… , that, just ah, I won’t kill you. Cut, tear, split, slash, tear, break… !”

    The anger that had risen to the tips of his hair exploded into a shout.

    “I’ll do it all-!!!”

    Ayush closes the distance between him and Shin Yu-jeong in just one step.

    Kwakwakwakwang!

    The next thing I heard was the sound of his feet crashing down and the ground breaking apart.

    Movement faster than sound.

    ‘I can’t stop this.’

    Shin Yu-jeong tightly shuts her eyes.

    No one saw the beginning and the end of Ayush’s movements.

    Except for one person, Kim Do-jin.

    “I don’t think I ever taught you to close your eyes and wait for death when the enemy attacks.”

    As soon as he saw him move, Kim Do-jin also flew.

    Fortunately, he arrived one step ahead and immediately grabbed Shin Yu-jeong by the nape of her neck, who was slowly closing her eyes, and roughly pulled her backwards.

    Phew-!

    A fist that cuts through the air by a hair’s breadth.

    Kwaaaa!

    Shin Yu-jeong’s face turns pale as she feels her stomach turn numb at the absurd explosion right before her eyes.

    The thought of what would have happened to my face, no, my life, if I had been hit by that attack made my spine tingle.

    Another attack flew over her head.

    It is none other than Kim Do-jin’s Honey Chestnut.

    bean!

    “Ah!”

    Kim Do-jin lightly grabbed her head and scolded her.

    “Fight until your last breath. If you can’t avoid the attack, don’t just close your eyes tightly. Instead, twist your body forcefully to minimize damage. ”

    “That’s easier said than done.”

    Shin Yu-jeong grumbles while stroking her protruding head.

    Another chestnut falls on her head.

    “If it doesn’t work out, are you just going to die like that, kid?”

    bean!

    “Ah, stop hitting me!”

    Kim Do-jin laughs and lightly squeezes her this time as he sees her screaming and throwing a tantrum.

    “Yeah, that’s what I’m saying.”

    “… … .”

    Someone might ask:

    What’s the point of struggling in the face of such an overwhelming attack?

    That’s not wrong.

    Ayush’s attack a moment ago would have killed her no matter how she twisted her body.

    There is only one reason why I advise you to struggle even though you know that.

    “Keep this in mind.”

    The moment you close your eyes and run away from the situation in front of you, death is 100% certain.

    But what if you struggle?

    “Struggling is a struggle to find a 1%, no, 0.1% chance of survival.”

    The odds are ridiculously low.

    But keep in mind:

    That life is a series of absurd events.

    You can tell just by looking at the fact that there are ten lottery winners every week, a probability lower than being struck by lightning.

    That’s why people buy lottery tickets every week.

    If you don’t buy at all, the odds of winning are 0, but if you buy, you’ll have a 0.00001% chance of winning.

    That’s all for the nagging.

    “Well done anyway.”

    Kim Do-jin gently stroked her convex hair and mouthed compliments.

    “It was a little scary, but it was definitely a good decision and action. Except for the last part.”

    “Huh… , when praising, don’t add extra details?”

    “Well done, you punk.”

    The corners of her lips slightly rising.

    He put his arm around her, who was so simple, and carried her behind his back.

    “I know you guys are growing well, so I’m watching you now.”

    Then, Shin Yu-jeong suddenly crumples her face.

    “You want to do it alone again?”

    Kim Do-jin pleaded with her with an embarrassed expression, as if he had no choice.

    “Please let me go this time.”

    He also wanted to work together, no matter what.

    But this time, it’s really impossible.

    “That thing is a real monster.”

    The monster was now only at half its power.

    And yet, with that body, he is moving at a speed similar to that of Kim Do-jin.

    It’s dizzying to think how big the gap would be if we gave it our all.

    That’s why I had to deal with it alone even more.

    Because the moment it starts running wild in all directions, you won’t be able to keep up with it at your own speed.

    “I’ll be back.”

    Kim Do-jin walked towards Ayush with heavy steps.

    * * *

    The moment I step forward, the guy’s gaze, which had been fixed on Shin Yu-jeong, shifts to me.

    It’s hard to see clearly because it’s buried in the flesh, but the hostility in the eyes is clear.

    She waves her hand towards him with a smiling face.

    “Hey, long time no see.”

    “ship, ship, traitor.”

    The guy who points at me with his index finger and says that.

    I think there is some misunderstanding.

    “Betrayal means that I should have been in agreement with you even for a moment. But I never agreed with you.”

    Not even once.

    Since I joined the organization, even if it was under false pretenses, wouldn’t the other party think of it as a betrayal?

    No.

    There’s a saying in the world of villains:

    “Your world is a place where the victim is the one who gets hurt, right?”

    So it’s not my fault.

    But the guy didn’t care and spoke to me with hostility.

    “I, I don’t know about that. Ha, but you… , you ruined Chris’s, y, work. Uh, Chris should be the king, y, so I, I could be comfortable too… , Yeah, you ruined it. T, that’s why.”

    The guy’s new model disappears and then appears before your eyes.

    “Ju, die.”

    A giant fist flying straight towards your face.

    As I turn my head, I hear a tremendous thud from the fist that has passed through the original spot.

    If you get hit even once, you won’t be able to avoid fatal injuries.

    “Let’s take a look at how great it is.”

    He grips his slashing fist tightly with one arm and swings his sword with the other hand.

    The target is one of the vulnerable areas: the armpit.

    Thud!

    As expected, there was no impact.

    Because the fat keeps jiggling, the hitting point is sometimes misaligned, and the flesh itself is very tough and elastic.

    There’s one more thing.

    “… It’s so heavy.”

    The weight felt from the guy’s arm, holding me tightly in his arms, is considerable.

    At this point, wouldn’t just one arm weigh almost 100kg?

    Through this we realize one thing.

    “I see.”

    I didn’t gain that weight indiscriminately.

    To be exact, it should have been much larger, but I would say it is in a compressed form.

    So the mass is several times heavier and thicker than it appears.

    The strongest shield that truly suits the characteristic of being stingy.

    That is why it is necessary to think about it at least once.

    What exactly is the identity of the energy lurking inside me?

    “I have a rough idea… , eek!”

    Kwaaah!

    I take a step back, startled by the sharp fist that passes by my ear again, and observe the guy.

    Every time he throws a punch, or rather, every time he uses his energy, the size of the energy contained within the black vortex decreases slightly.

    Up to this point, it’s nothing special.

    Since you used energy, it’s natural that the total amount will decrease.

    But the guy’s energy is missing one thing that absolutely must happen.

    “… It still doesn’t increase at all.”

    It is none other than recovery.

    Combat is an act of constant consumption.

    But does the process only involve consumption?

    no.

    Just as you catch your breath in the middle of a battle, the magical power in your body also goes through a recovery process that lasts a very short period of time.

    But the guy’s body shows no signs of recovery.

    The battle continues solely through constant consumption.

    What does that mean?

    That energy is a disposable energy that cannot be recovered or returned after use.

    In other words, the moment all that energy is consumed, the guy becomes an empty can.

    Ultimately, there is only one way to win this battle.

    Can my power, which is skilled at taking, break through the power, which is skilled at guarding, and take that energy away?

    “I’m curious.”

    The one who takes and the one who protects.

    Who will win?

    Riding the surging desire, the greed that had been coiled in my stomach rises up onto my shoulders.

    A creature with the form of a snake-like being on the verge of becoming a dragon flicks its tongue at the stingy man.

    Slurp!

    It was like a predator that had found the most delicious and easy prey in the world.

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