episode_0143

“after.”

Baek Ji-hoon’s expression, which seemed as if he was going to run wild, calmed down in one short breath.

One of the important victory conditions in fighting against intelligent beings, especially humans, is emotional control.

It’s hard to find someone who is as easy to cook with as someone who falls for the other person’s provocation and is swayed by their emotions.

In that sense, it is clear that Baek Ji-hoon is a very capable resource.

Because it is not as easy as you think to erase the expression on your face in one short breath.

Of course, your insides may still be boiling like an active volcano, but if you have that level of emotional control at that age, you deserve a high score, hmm.

“Sigh!”

The battle, which had fallen into a lull for a moment, continued again.

Although he threw out mocking words to hurt his feelings, he also had better fighting sense than others.

You know exactly what your strengths are and what actions are necessary to win.

I probably would have won easily no matter who I faced in a person-to-person match.

If only the other person wasn’t me.

Kaang!

Kang!

Kagagak!

The sound of his dagger hitting the wall continues to hit my ears.

I’m making full use of my quick mobility, aiming for openings behind, to the side, or diagonally… , no use.

This is because the magic that was activated one step before the guy arrived completely blocked his attack route.

“Tsk! What magic… !”

A crack appeared on the face of the guy who continued his attack with a calm expression.

It looks like he is very upset because of the rock wall that blocks no matter where he attacks.

While he stepped back to catch his breath, I looked at the wounds on the rock wall.

Most of the traces are concentrated at the top.

If I put my body against the rock wall… , which leads to quite dangerous results.

“They only targeted the most dangerous places.”

Throat, heart, lungs, etc.

Deadly parts that can instantly kill the opponent if you stab them once.

Maybe it was just once or twice, but I kept aiming for the same location again and again.

There are two pieces of information that can be inferred from here.

One is that he hates me so much that he wants to kill me.

And the other one… .

“That bastard has killed several people.”

Baek Ji-hoon is a murderer who already has murder experience.

He’s just a wannabe, so there’s no way he’s an assassin belonging to an association or government… , it is highly likely that he is a low-level agent belonging to a contract murder company that commits murder in exchange for money on the black market.

Or, if he doesn’t like something, he’s a psychopath who just kills him.

“For some reason, I didn’t feel very good.”

When I first saw it, I didn’t like it, so I thought it was just because Shin Yu-jeong was laughing at me, but I guess it wasn’t just because of that.

But what… , It has nothing to do with me.

Either he is an assassin or a psychotic killer.

I don’t have any authority to just cut off someone’s head.

However, if you go to the professor and say, ‘That bastard is an assassin!’ Even if we tried, who would believe it when there is no evidence?

In the past, I would have dug in tenaciously and razed not only him but the contract killing company he belonged to like a bulldozer, but now I have no desire to live like that.

Whatever life Baek Ji-hoon lives, it is entirely up to him.

However, you just need to keep in mind that you shouldn’t mess around with people around you.

I need to engrave that into my mind from now on.

“hmm… “What good would it be?”

I was worried for a moment.

What kind of magic can I use to leave a proper warning to this guy?

Then a good idea occurred to me.

「Magic Missile.」

If you overwhelm magic missiles with just one basic attack spell, one of the first basic attack spells you learn when you enter magic, wouldn’t you feel a bit of a difference in class?

“under… “What are we going to do now?”

“huh? what?”

“You’re going to attack me with basic magic?”

“huh.”

Baek Ji-hoon makes a bewildered expression.

Well, it’s understandable to react like that.

Contrary to its name, magic missiles are truly unsightly.

What appears is just a lump of blue magical power the size of a ping-pong ball, and its power is no more than a punch thrown by an adult male with all his might.

If a hunter, who has a stronger body than an ordinary person, gets hit, does the area where he was hit just feel stiff?

It might be absurd to use such magic as an attack card.

however.

「Magic Missile.」 x50

“Wouldn’t this make a difference?”

“… … .”

Look at that.

The smile on his face disappeared when he saw 50 magic missiles surrounding me.

“Then let’s go.”

Dozens of magic missiles the size of ping-pong balls rain down on him.

Create and load exactly twice as many magic missiles as you fire at the same time.

“Huh… !”

A guy who can’t keep his mind from the number of magic missiles that increase the more he dodges.

I’m already a little tired, but I’m trying to tap dance, and my whole body is dripping with sweat.

Shoot, load, shoot, load.

By the time about 80 magic missiles were fired.

Pow!

Puff!

“Tsk… !”

Finally, magic missiles began to form that reached the guy’s body.

One, two, three.

From the moment he was hit, it was as if he had fallen into a swamp.

Pain slows down movement, and more magic missiles rain down on the sluggish body.

If this happens repeatedly, your fast-moving feet will stop, and your body will be reduced to a giant punching bag.

Puff puff puff!

Like right now.

“Keuheuk!”

It will probably taste like death.

It’s sad to lose to a wizard one-on-one, but he can’t even hit him once, and he’s having fun getting beat up with Magic Missile, which is the most basic magic.

If it were me, I wouldn’t be able to show my face at school for a few days.

In order to reduce the damage even a little, I slowly approached the guy who was crouching down and receiving the magic missile’s bombardment with his whole body.

As the distance approaches, it suddenly opens its eyes, raises its crouched body, and lunges at me.

“I’m dead… !”

The blunt tip of the dagger enters the neck, aiming precisely at the carotid artery.

No matter how blunt the end of the dagger is, if you stab it with the hunter’s power, it will pierce the neck.

In other words, the current move means that he even had the thought of killing me.

“This guy is out of his mind.”

It seems like he was waiting for it to be a turning blow in his own way.

I guess I forgot that my body is completely unable to move quickly.

“Tsk.”

After avoiding the guy’s attack very easily, he grins at the guy who is stained with despair, and then lands a magic missile directly into his wide open body.

“Koheook!”

Baek Ji-hoon falls to the ground, jerking from the magic missiles that were repeatedly struck in his solar plexus.

Just then, a broadcast is heard.

[Up to there. The sparring is over. The winner is Kim Do-jin.]

It seems like he decided there was no reason to watch sparring anymore.

I approached the man’s face, which was distorted with pain, anger, and embarrassment, and whispered quietly.

“Jihoon. I don’t care where you go killing people or chasing after women. however.”

He was startled by the way I spoke as if he knew something, and I grabbed the guy’s hair and forced his head up to make eye contact, and then continued speaking.

“You get caught wandering around me, especially Yoo-jeong, with a body that smells like blood?”

Even if you break all the laws in the world, I continued to speak to that guy, going so far as to kill myself in order to engrave a strong warning in my head and on my whole body so that he would never break my words.

“Then you die.”

“ah… , ugh, ugh… !”

The moment I let go of the hair I was holding in my hand, it jumped backwards and crawled across the floor, trying hard to increase the distance between me.

After barely turning over, I watched the guy crawling out of the sparring room and then quickly turned his back on me.

I think you understand this well.

As soon as I came out of the sparring room, Shin Yu-jeong thrust a water bottle in front of me.

“Drink water.”

“thank you.”

I’m not particularly thirsty, but there’s no need to refuse a favor.

After taking a moderate sip, I closed the water bottle and spoke to the guy.

“From now on, don’t get too close to Baek Ji-hoon.”

Then the guy asks a question with his eyes wide open.

“suddenly?”

Then he grinned and poked my side.

“What is this, what is it? Are you really jealous right now? huh? huh?”

“Yeah, I’m jealous.”

It would be better to be jealous than to say that a friend you were close with is actually an assassin.

At my sudden answer, his face suddenly turns red and he stretches out his arm and pulls my head to his chest.

Why does he act like this when there are people around?

“Why are you so cute these days? huh? “Is this what you planned?”

“Eup, uh… !”

My nose gets stuck in my bouncy chest and I can’t breathe.

I barely manage to twist my face and open my mouth.

“Soo, I’m suffocating, I’m suffocating… !”

“Kyahaha! “Don’t talk to my breasts, they fucking tickle!”

Then let me go, you bastard… .

While I was barely breathing in and out through my mouth, a thought occurred to me out of the blue.

The really trivial question of whether he would be a noble person if he died buried in a woman’s chest like this.

First of all, I see myself as a wealthy person.