episode_0045

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[Title: Fuck Leos, shouldn’t we reveal this bastard’s identity?]

[Text: Photo of Leos is attached. If you see this fucking bastard, kill him right away.

[Attachment file: Leos.JPG]

Hemina quietly enjoyed the various bulletin boards of the Interrunner, reading the articles related to Leos’ personal information one by one and moving her hands.

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Hemina continued for nearly several hours, deleting all photos and posts related to Leos’ personal information and thoroughly controlling those who uploaded such information.

“Hemina. Come out and have some food.”

At Hericia’s words, Hemina covered the distance and walked slowly.

“Where is Leo?”

“He said he was going to search the surrounding area for a while.”

“…Really?”

Hemina continued to look at Distance while eating.

Having your identity stolen. Because she knew how dangerous it was.

‘Leos, you don’t have to worry. ‘I…I’ll help you.’

*

When the world falls, the first people to appear are not heroes. People usually act for their own benefit, and as time goes by, they become more faithful to their instincts.

Sometimes for their own benefit and sometimes just for fun.

Every time it becomes clear that the judiciary cannot punish them, the number of those who are faithful to their instincts and are called evil in vulgar terms only continues to increase.

This principle equally applied to the empire.

As the number of Red Gates began to increase, the laws of the empire began to not work properly, and some people, recognizing that there were many corrupt people, acted recklessly without fear. The most representative of them is a group of marauders.

Lower, middle, upper.

Less than a month had passed since the Red Gate vortex occurred, and they formed classes and groups among themselves and created boundaries.

Just like the class system in modern society, they began to show off their authority within a vortex where power was everything.

Among them is the Ventase, a guild of mid-level marauders.

Leos slowly stepped into their home base.

“You created a base underground. There must not have been enough time to make this?”

Leos spoke as he went down to the basement.

It wasn’t an abandoned bomb shelter, and when I looked at the foundation, I could see traces of having dug it out and repaired it myself. Not even that much time had passed.

‘You used an artifact.’

That was all I could infer. It is impossible for humans to dig a cave this deep in a short period of time unless it is a group of over a hundred people.

“Shut up. You don’t know your situation. If we determine that you are useful to the place where you are taken, we will act with us, and if we determine that you are not, we will kill you.”

-grasp!

Vario, a member of the Lieutenant Marauder Guild Ventase, added as he struck Leos in the head from behind.

“Open your eyes properly. Even if you die here, there is no one who will sympathize with you or protect you. Even if you are lucky enough to escape outside, it is the same. There is no way to survive alone in a place full of monsters. So don’t have any useless hopes.”

As Bario finished speaking, one of the party members looked at Leos’ face and muttered in confusion.

“Brother… But I think I’ve seen this guy’s face a lot somewhere… It’s strange. Why can’t I remember where I saw it?”

“Don’t recklessly reveal information you don’t know and keep your mouth shut. Didn’t I say the same thing last time and cause enormous damage by mistaking the person?”

“No… he really resembled the guy who bribed me at the imperial agency? When I actually killed it, I realized I was mistaken… but it really looked similar.”

“neck. Then you interrogate this guy.”

“Yes?”

“It would be good to know what this guy is doing before taking him to the captain, so go to the interrogation room and interrogate him yourself.”

“Hehe…is that okay?”

“Isn’t that what you wanted in the end?”

“Yes, that’s right! It will be a little damaged, do you mind?”

“Just save your life.”

“Yep!”

The man named Nek immediately grabbed the rope that was binding Leos and dragged him, eventually moving into a side room. There was no light coming in and no wind blowing through there. What you can feel in the trapped air is the fishy smell of blood and the corpses of people you step on every time you walk.

Leos spoke quietly.

“You brought me to the torture room, not the interrogation room. How many people were killed like this?”

Nek answered carelessly, roughly swiping at the fallen corpses.

“Well, they probably killed about 100 people? is not it? It’s difficult to count after going beyond one digit. Oh…and it wasn’t intentional. They told me to just answer the questions, but because I didn’t answer properly, they had no choice but to torture me. What should I do when I died as a result of the torture?”

Nek chuckled and checked various equipment one by one. Nek was using night vision goggles, so he moved leisurely in a space where only darkness existed, clearly looking at his surroundings.

-Kwasik

-Kwasik

After roughly hitting the corpses and throwing them aside, Nek eventually approached Leos, sat down and asked a question.

“Name.”

“…”

“I told you to say your name, you fucking idiot. Do you want to get caught up as soon as you start? It’s hard for me to make excuses if you kill him so quickly, so let’s answer the question in moderation. uh? So you can stay alive for at least an hour?”

“You don’t know me?”

“How do I know you, you idiot!”

Nek, who was worse off, threw a knife in his hand at Leos. But Leos avoided it with very subtle movements.

“Huh? This guy is lucky. Avoid my attacks from places you can’t see?”

Nek thought that Leos moved reflexively and was just lucky to avoid it. This was because it was clear that Leos did not use night vision goggles, nor did he possess any other artifacts.

Having your vision blocked is more fatal in battle than having one of your arms cut off. At a time when you cannot use your senses, hearing and touch are what you can use. But can you recognize a flying sword just by sound and wind? Absolutely impossible. Nek thought so and threw away his sword again.

-Changerang!

However, this time, Leos turned his body exactly, lifted his leg high into the sky, and kicked the flying dagger straight into the air. The dagger floating in the air fell to the floor, made a loud noise, and eventually came into Leos’ hand.

Leos used the dagger in his hand to instantly release the restraints and then spoke to Nek.

“Not an interrunner?”

“Mr…fuck…right…stay right there.”

“Ask again. I don’t do inter-runners.”

“개새끼야! What the fuck do you care if I do it or not!”

“Ah…I see.”

Knowing about interrunners means using them. In this apocalyptic situation, there would be no fool who would not recognize the existence of the community and use it. Then why don’t we know Leos’ face?

Leos thought about the question himself and came to a conclusion.

‘This is most likely because they only work in their own galleries.’

According to the tendency of interrunners who have been watching for a few days, people tend to only check galleries that are related to them. Since all popular posts have to go into a separate tab, not many people can search for them in real time. Also, even if you go to the All Popular Posts tab, popular posts tend to be quickly replaced with newer posts, making it difficult to check content that has already passed once.

As a result of these various circumstances overlapping, Leos thought that his identity might not have spread that much.

For people who often read popular posts, LEO may be a great name, but for people in the general gallery, he may just be an ordinary person who doesn’t know who he is.

‘It’s rather good.’

Leos himself had found that his personal information had not been leaked as much as he had thought. I did upload a photo, but it was quickly deleted.

‘Someone may have downloaded it or taken a screenshot, but there’s nothing I can do about that.’

One thing I was certain of was that although Leos’ influence may be absolute in the Interrunner’s Popular Posts tab, it is not as influential in the general world and other galleries.

Leos slowly walked towards Nek and walked again.

Then, before they knew it, the distance between them had narrowed to around 2m. Nek immediately injected the liquid in the syringe into the corpse on the ground.

-Gurgling…

With a strange sound, the injected liquid revived the corpse. No, more accurately, they turned dead bodies into undead.

“Fuck you! What are you going to do, do you know how many corpses there are here? pup. You are now behind…”

-Slap!

-Slap!

-Aaaah!

As Leos walked forward, holding the broken blade that was lying on the ground and chopping down the undead people one by one, Nek froze in place, as if his entire body had been paralyzed.

“Buy…Save…!”

The man urgently tried to report his situation to the outside world, but realized that the inside space was already completely noise-free.

What entered his reflexively opened mouth were the bones of a corpse.

“Kuhk…kkk…”

Leos spoke extremely coldly while holding his hand around Nek’s painful neck.

“What kind of bastard distributed that product?”

“Keek…I…I don’t know either…”

Leos crushed the man’s hand with his foot. The thing screamed in pain, but Leos looked down at Nek and spoke again.

“Tell me who your boss is. I will kill you and get the answer directly from that bastard.”