episode_0003

“Meow ~”

Inside a shabby building.

The cat meowed listlessly as the warm sunlight streamed in through the window.

“Illuwa cat.”

At the girl’s call, the cat came down gently from the window and walked towards the girl.

The girl gently hugged the cat that came into her arms.

“Are you hungry?”

“nya~”

As if responding to the girl’s words, the cat meowed weakly.

“It’s okay. Just wait a little bit and my sister will bring dinner.”

The girl spoke comfortingly while petting the cat.

“I want to see you soon, unnie..”

The girl with gray hair. Lily is waiting for her sister again today.

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Gulp

“Oh. I’m screwed.”

I was lying on the floor, looking up at the sky, ignoring my belly clock that was complaining that I needed food.

When night came, the moon shining softly was looking at me.

“Is there any activation condition?”

I tried using my powers to punch the wall, but all that changed was a bruise on my hand.

I guess it wasn’t an ability that could just be used.

‘I wanted to train my skills and become a mercenary…’

In this world, the work that mercenaries do is diverse.

Night duty, guard duty, escort duty, monster slaying.

There are various types of requests, and the more difficult the task, the more rewards you can take home.

It may seem like a risky thing to do, but it’s a different story for skilled mercenaries.

Since skilled mercenaries were guaranteed to be trustworthy, they were given an additional fee.

The range of commissions that can be accepted has also become more diverse.

If you use your unique ability, you will be able to receive requests worth gold coins.

But for me now, it was impossible.

‘If you read other novels, the status window seems to help…’

It didn’t come out.

Unfortunately, the author didn’t seem to want to give me such a convenient feature.

I tried shouting the status window into the air, but all I got in return was shame.

‘Status window and such. It’s not necessary.’

It was something I had to solve on my own.

I think back to when I blew that kid’s head off.

‘What’s different?’

The man grabbed my wrist.

Feeling disgusted and angry, I punched the man in the chest with the intention of killing him.

‘Is the ability only manifested against those who have murderous intentions?’

That makes sense.

I think I felt like my body was getting hotter after I made up my mind to kill that man.

But this is just a guess, and I could be mistaken.

I need a target to check…

“How do you find someone you want to kill?”

Gulp

Although it had only been a short time since I had my ice bath, unlike me, this body felt like it had been starving for quite some time.

Unable to ignore the signals from my stomach any longer, I looked down at the food on the floor.

‘I saw it before, but I absolutely cannot eat this.’

A strange food-like object found when you are possessed and look around.

At first glance, it looked like just food waste.

Did the original owner of this body usually eat food like this?

‘But I’m hungry…’

Wouldn’t it be the same nutrients once it enters the stomach?

If you hold your nose and swallow it, it might be okay.

It was a time when I was contemplating for a long time whether I was fighting hunger or fighting my stomach.

“Are you still alive?”

A man’s voice was heard from an alley where only I was present.

I turned my head and saw a boy of about the same age as me.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you, why don’t you say hello?”

The boy approaches me with a slight smile.

“Don’t come near me.”

He spoke to the boy as if warning him.

“Why is it so scary?”

A boy who ignores my warnings and approaches me more and more.

I clenched my right fist so I could blow it at any moment.

I looked at the boy who was coming closer, as if I was seriously going to hit him.

So the boy came within arm’s reach of my fist.

The moment I decided to extend my fist-.

“I thought of you so I brought this for you, but it hurts my feelings.”

The boy looked at the outstretched hand.

In his hand he held a loaf of bread as long as my arm.

Gulp

uh….

It seems like you’re having a hard time, but can I call you hyung?

‘What kind of bread is Korean?’

When I lived in South Korea, I didn’t like bread that much.

Rather than eating bread, I prefer a hearty bowl of rice.

Of course, I didn’t hate it, so I ate it a little bit every now and then when I thought of it.

Still, I thought bread couldn’t be a staple food.

I was wrong.

I felt like I could be happy my whole life just eating bread.

‘It’s so damn delicious… ugh.’

As I ate the bread the boy brought, I reflected on my foolish and narrow-minded thoughts from the past.

“.. You must have been hungry a lot?”

A boy looking at me with eyes of sympathy.

‘Did you eat too quickly?’

Before I knew it, the long loaf of bread that had been in my hand was gone without a trace.

“Hmm.. Hmm..”

Feeling slightly embarrassed, I quickly shook the bread crumbs off my hands and handed them to the boy.

“Thank you. Thanks to you, I filled my hunger.”

“The Hera I knew didn’t know how to say thank you? ..”

The boy looks at me with puzzled eyes.

It seems that the boy was acquainted with the original owner of this body.

I was lucky.

I don’t know who owns this body or where this place is.

I was planning to walk around the streets and get information from people, but-

‘There’s no need for that anymore.’

Someone who seemed to know me well came of his own accord.

I am not the person this boy knew.

Any behavior that was different from the original owner of the body could have made the boy wary.

But don’t worry.

For me, who has conquered almost every type of fantasy novel, this is no big deal.

Rather than being foolish and showing an opening, it’s better to go out shamelessly.

I decided to use one of the Ice Water’s ultimate skills.

The boy asks again, worried that my silence is strange.

“You…are you okay?”

I looked at the boy and answered.

“But. Who are you?”

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Amnesia.

In the Ice Age, amnesia was a convenient device that allowed the protagonists to behave awkwardly around others and be understood.

Most of the possession stories I’ve read involve the possessing of a body that has lost consciousness after an accident, and because of that, they suffer from amnesia.

I thought it was just the aftermath of an accident and passed it over lightly.

He says he doesn’t remember, so what can I do?

To be honest, it was such an easy way to avoid suspicion that I thought it was a cheat key.

Moreover, the street I live in is a slum where it wouldn’t be strange at all if even one person died.

Even if you suffer from amnesia, it wouldn’t seem that strange.

“What? You don’t remember?”

The boy asks in surprise.

“Yeah. I don’t remember anything.”

Haha. What should I do, boy?

“Really?! You really don’t remember anything??”

“Uh..yeah..”

“What the fuck!”

A boy who was more shaken than I thought. Was he much closer to me than I expected?

I felt a little sorry, but there was nothing I could do-

“Hey!! The money you borrowed from me!!! You’re not saying you forgot and won’t pay it back, are you?”

“Huh?!”

Suddenly, he grabbed my shoulder and shook me as if he was having a seizure.

“I told you I would pay you back! If you’re going to pretend not to know, then be prepared.”

“Huh..?”

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A bar that is bustling despite the late hour.

Drax was a ruined city, but it was not a city that had completely ceased to function.

There were inns where people could sleep, although there weren’t many of them.

There were also restaurants selling food, although it wasn’t very tasty.

There were a number of different buildings, but most of them were bars.

And here. A woman came into the bar where people’s footsteps were the most frequented.

Women were a rarity in Drax.

Most of the women were out of their minds. It was common for sane women to be arrested and treated harshly.

As it was a city like that, the woman attracted people’s attention.

“What is it.. It looks quite pretty..?

“It’s been a while since I’ve tasted a woman. What a lucky day”

“You came here alone… Are you in your right mind?”

Ignoring the men’s dark stares, the woman entered the innermost part of the bar.

“Hey boss.”

“What the… What kind of woman is this-… GASP!!!”

The owner immediately nodded as soon as he saw the woman’s face.

“I’m sorry…Daniel!!”

The bar begins to bustle.

“Daniel? Where have I heard of it?”

“Hey you idiot! You’re Bram’s right hand man!”

“Close your eyes!! If you don’t want to get lost.”

“Sigh..”

Dania seemed annoyed by the commotion, so she ignored the noise and went straight to the owner to tell him what she wanted to do.

“Information needed regarding a body found nearby”

The owner responded to the woman’s words with a polite attitude.

“There’s been a lot of talk about corpses…which corpse are you talking about?”

“A headless corpse.”

The owner recalled his memories.

“Hmm…ah. It was such a ridiculous story, but there was a related story.”

Dania nodded as if telling me to continue talking.

“I heard someone saw a man lose his head after being punched by a woman-.”

The owner, seeing Dania’s expression, spoke quickly.

“That’s nonsense! Haha… I guess people are crazy and having hallucinations.”

“What about that woman? ”

“Yes?.. Um.. They said she was a witch-like woman with a young face that seemed to charm people and long black hair..”

As if she had done all she could, Dania left the bar and remembered Rick’s body that she had seen during the day.

‘It wasn’t a mistake.’

The marks of a fist left on the corpse’s head are clear.

It was a fist so small that you wouldn’t think it was a man’s hand.