episode_0338

(Mr. Banharin, please go block the west.)

[Rare Hunter Protection-Killing] Affiliation. Team 1 leader.

A regular customer who visits Rabbit Cafe every morning and taps away on his laptop.

If there is a driving force that moves her now, it is regret towards someone.

Why did I do that?

Sagak-.

The sound of flower buds blooming in a fallen kingdom fluttering in the wind.

Banharin left the ‘flower field’ with her usual expressionless face.

The flower fields that fill the basin of Mt. Goryong are in full bloom, leaving no room to step. You could step on them and pass by, but… Galaxy would be sad.

So she strode over the rubble of the fallen kingdom, leaped over it, and leaped over it again.

It leaps from rubble to rubble like a jumping spider, moving silently without damaging the flower garden.

Parallel rock.

You can see insect monsters wandering around the ‘flower field’.

[Shell bugs] with hollow bodies like cicada shells. The eyes looking up at Banharin are a cloudy gray.

Banharin changed the sword she was holding in her hand to a counterattack in preparation for an attack, but they did not attack her as she left the ‘flower garden’.

She looked at me with her left eye, which resembled an insect’s compound eye, then stopped and started walking among the flowers.

Is he a security guard guarding the flower garden? Did he think of Banharin as an ally?

Inside the empty body of the [shell bug], a ‘black flower’ with tiny eyes the size of grains of rice stares at Banharin.

‘Aren’t the monsters in the flower garden going to the outer wall? The kidnappers who were lying in wait were attacking us well, but now they’re quiet.’

[Bark bugs] that tend the flower garden with their long, branch-like forelimbs.

Banharin turned his gaze and kicked the debris of the building.

Those monsters are bothering me, but for now, I need to head to the collapsed western wall.

Because it’s a request from the galaxy.

Phage-ish.

He used the skill. Banharin’s eyes turned golden, and a bright yellow lightning flashed.

Soon she steps over the ruins of the kingdom, leaps over them, and in an instant she leaves the ‘flower field’ and begins to climb Mt. Goryong.

Kwaaak…

In one hand, a flute given by Eunha.

In the other hand… a sharp, blood-stained sledgehammer.

The blood of the galaxy.

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(Ms. Banharin… Can you grant me one favor?)

(Up to here. Cut it with a knife and throw it with all your might to the east.)

Why would that be?

Was this the only way?

[Rare Hunter Protection – Killing].

It is Banharin’s job to stay by Eunha’s side 24 hours a day and protect her from external threats.

But what about now?

He cuts off Eunha’s arm and leaves her to go save others.

Protecting the galaxy.

Doing something for her.

It’s now impossible to know what’s right.

‘These days, Eunha hasn’t been taking good care of her body.’

The lump of anger that had nowhere to go became resentment.

If there were another way.

If the signal flare hadn’t been fired.

If only it hadn’t gone along with the galaxy’s kidnapping scheme.

If only Eunha had just finished her promotion test and taken her home.

Could anything have been different?

…at least he wouldn’t have cut off the arm of the galaxy with his own hands.

(Mr. Banharin. Are you good at shooting?)

Taangㅡㅡ!

What comes to mind is a heartbreaking nightmare.

That day, when I secretly took the Galaxy carrier from the cafe and became aware of the monster.

Even then, the galaxy smiled like it does today,

He held out a pistol.

The gun that was fired at her head,

The feeling of pulling the trigger with your finger.

The face of the galaxy that has stopped breathing, expressionless as if it is asleep,

It’s not erased from my mind.

“Woof…!”

A sudden feeling of nausea made him cover his mouth. Banharin slowed down and leaned his shoulder against a nearby tree.

What is trembling is the right hand holding the sword.

The hand that cut off the galaxy’s arm.

“… … .”

Banharin let go of the sword in his hand.

Then the trembling subsides.

“… … .”

Come to think of it, when was the last time I used a gun?

In the past, when we wiped out the loan shark organization called [Heukbungpa], we used a pistol.

Take a moment to look down at your hardened palms.

I picked up my pace again and headed west.

Gugugugu…

After running for about 7km like that,

The ground tremors of a horde of monsters can be felt from the direction of the collapsed outer wall.

These are monsters that have gathered, drawn by the outside air.

If you ‘observe’ the surroundings, you will see several monsters wandering around and heading towards the broken outer wall.

Towards a wider landmass.

The monsters that were fighting over territory in a small piece of land are gathering together as if driven by instinct.

‘Tsk. Let’s hurry.’

Ugh!

I kicked the monster blocking my way.

Pfft!

The monster’s forehead was kicked by her kick. Its head was torn off and smashed against a tree.

We’ve already hurt the galaxy, let’s finish this job perfectly and go back.

Banharin put the flute he was holding in his bosom and ran towards the outer wall, overtaking the wandering monsters.

Sarak. Sarak…

Even in the midst of all this busyness, there was no sound of footsteps.

The sound of a collar rustling. The sound of leaves crunching.

Although I don’t remember, Banharin has lived with her footsteps quiet since she was young.

Like a spider that sneaks into the basement every night without anyone knowing.

‘It looks like there are quite a few monsters that have already escaped the outer wall. Before it’s too late…’

Sarak…!

In that way, Banharin, who crossed the ridge at a fast speed, looked around with the [Observation] skill and moved forward.

…close enough to the western wall to see concrete debris blown away by the blast…

Wedge-!!!

At the sound of cutting echoing from the direction of the collapsed outer wall,

‘Observed’ a future where his own legs were cut off.

“Ugh…!”

Boom!

At this, Akmun Banharin flew to the side.

Wedge-!!!

It was just a moment.

As she saw, a sharp cutting sound was heard from the direction of the outer wall,

The sword wind cut a long wound into the dirt, splitting the trees and monsters behind it in two.

“… … .”

It was as if the world had split apart.

Trees sliding down the sharp cutting edges.

“… … Sob.”

I stared blankly at the sight for a moment,

Banharin held her breath.

Tsutsutsu…!

With the sound of feet scraping against the floor, a woman in a pure white uniform approached me.

Kaga River!

There was no conversation.

A woman with her eyes closed slashes the sword in her hand diagonally.

Banharin, who had ‘observed’ it, struck the side of the blade with the edge of his hand, and the sword changed its trajectory and sliced the surrounding trees horizontally.

Kugu palace!

The sound of trees falling can be heard all around.

A woman with her eyes closed frowns subtly at the excessive noise.

Banharin didn’t miss the opportunity and grabbed the woman’s wrist.

The wrist holding the sword.

“… … .”

… Tsutsu!

And at that moment, the woman in the pure white uniform,

He placed his other hand on Banharin’s wrist, which was holding his own wrist.

Tsk tsk!!

He used Banharin’s arm like a runway, ‘frictioning’ his palm and swinging it with all his might.

Swish!!

Bare hands swinging horizontally. The sleeves of the pure white uniform flutter in the wind.

Banharin, who tilted her head back, avoided the sharp wind pressure.

In Banharin’s upside-down gaze, trees are seen being cut down by the wind pressure and falling down.

Cutting down a tree with your bare hands? Are you human?

Kwaaang!

He swung his arms so widely that he appeared vulnerable.

Banharin kicked the empty woman’s stomach with all his might, sending her flying, and straightened his disheveled posture to avoid the falling trees.

“… … Phew.”

Only then can I let out the breath I had been holding.

It’s not even 3 seconds, but I’m out of breath.

Booths…

I’m more used to fighting people than monsters.

The woman who flew backwards also looks wary of Banharin, shaking off her pure white uniform.

What was contained in the tightly shut eyes was a subtle hostility.

Coloc.

A woman who was kicked in the stomach… Kim Ha-yang, the guild leader of [Changcheon Swordsman], spat out blood.

“Who is it? I heard the list of people who entered the checkpoint when I came here, but there was no A-class hunter among them.”

“… … .”

“Are you a terrorist? Did you happen to see a woman with a chest bigger than her head on your way here? She’s a woman who can’t even see her feet and runs around noisily, her chest bumping into things.”

A-class hunter with the [Friction Conversion] skill that converts friction into kinetic energy.

The tip of Kim Ha-yang’s sword is pointed at the floor.

Banharin, who had been quietly moving her body, ‘observed’ the woman in front of her.

Behind Kim Ha-yang, there is a pile full of monsters that were cut down with a single stroke of a sword.

Were you the one who was single-handedly blocking the monsters rushing in through the collapsed wall?

thank god.

So that the galaxy doesn’t have to be sad.

‘Who am I…’

Kim Ha-yang’s question: “Who are you?”

Banharin, who was fondling the flute in her bosom, swept her face as if it were her habit.

… … .

If you think about it, Banharin and Kim Hayang have never met each other.

When Eunha visited the [Changcheon Sword] guild building, she hid quietly and played quietly only in Kim Sa-rang’s room.

But, if you ask me now if I can say hello to Kim Ha-yang…

It was really difficult.

[Rare Hunter Protection-Killing] Affiliation.

A secret department that is not even listed on the Hunter Association’s organizational chart.

It’s only now that I say it, Banharin is the type of person who shouldn’t reveal himself to others.

He always wore a mask when entering and exiting the association, and was not called by his name by his team members.

‘It’s a bit strange, but… it’s really strange.’

But, how is it really?

Has there ever been a time when you weren’t called by your name?

A regular customer of [Rabbit Latte].

The expressionless face, like ice, was her face, not a mask.

Because it was always a bare face, not a mask.

‘Eunha-nim. I guess… I guess I’m just half-hearted when I’m by Eunha-nim’s side.’

A new story.

Banharin covered her mouth with one hand, hiding the slightly upturned corners of her lips.

“Say it again. Who are you?”

In front of you is the guild leader of [Changcheon Swordsman].

And, Banharin, who shook off the dust from her body,

She ran all the way here for the galaxy,

Touching the ‘inverted cross hairpin’ on the bangs…

“I am… the person whose first love is Eunha.”

He answered in a slightly warm voice.

… … .

“… … I see. Sorry for suddenly attacking you. You were Eunha Yang’s acquaintance. ”

“Do you believe me?”

“Honey drips from your voice, is it a lie?”

Stop.

After hearing the answer, Kim Ha-yang put away her weapon.

She wiped the blood flowing from the corner of her mouth and returned to the western outer wall to prepare for the approaching monster.

Did I kick too hard?

“Are you okay?”

“There are no more children to have. Don’t worry.”

I guess you were sick.

Kim Ha-yang caressed her stomach that had been kicked. Ban Harin followed her as she quietly took out a potion and approached the outer wall, looking around at the corpses of monsters scattered everywhere.

All the monsters were cut down with one stroke of the sword and their fates were changed.

This is indeed a skill worthy of the leader of a large guild.

“I would like to formally apologize for attacking first, but I don’t have the time right now. An emergency mobilization order has been issued to the surrounding guilds, but it will take some time until proper combat personnel arrive. ”

“Is that so?”

“This place seems okay because you and I are here… But I don’t know if the east is okay. I sent Sarangi though.”

“The East is… okay.”

Banharin looks up at the eastern sky and says.

Is it because of a vague belief, or is it because I experienced the existence of an incomprehensible mass called a monster?

Banharin could be sure.

Not a single monster will escape to the east.

I’m just worried about the aftermath.

What will happen to this [rift field] after today passes?

‘No matter what happens, I just want Galaxy to be safe and happy.’

Please, live with a smile and do everything you want to do.

Not even in a dark basement, not even locked up anywhere,

Like a ‘black bug’ flying high into the sky, leaving the old castle,

Fly freely.

You are worth it.

“Guild Leader Kim Ha-yang. Please take care of the outside of the outer wall.”

“Outside the outer wall…? Sorry. I won’t understand unless you explain in detail.”

“From outside, you need to prevent people from entering the [rift field].”

Banharin took out a flute from her bosom.

Her golden eyes study the ‘flute’.

Parallel rock.

Numerous pupils the size of grains of rice are swarming in the left eye.

Along with that, the eyes that were handed over to ‘someone’ begin to show how to play the ‘flute’.

Where to hold, what notes to play, what the beat is,

‘Observe’ them, lift the flute and bring it to your lips.

‘You called the ‘black bugs’ from the west and told them to bring them to the east.’

This is what the galaxy asked me to do.

Of course, we still don’t know what our Malankaou will do.

Just believe.

‘However, the Milky Way called this ‘blocking the entrance’…’

Rather than blocking the entrance,

Wouldn’t ‘hunting by force’ be the appropriate expression?

Suddenly, I have that thought.

A hunter who goes on a hunting expedition as soon as he finishes his promotion test…

It’s quite a spectacular debut.

“… May I ask why you want to stop the hunters?”

“You know it when you see it.”

“I can’t see it.”

“It’s too bad.”

So, with Kim Ha-yang escaping the collapsed outer wall with a sad face,

Banharin, left alone among the corpses of monsters,

‘Okay, then… I’ll finish this quickly and kidnap you, Galaxy.’

Sagak-.

The performance began with the sound of bugs scratching the eardrums.

ㅡㅡㅡ♪

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♬ ㅡㅡㅡ♩ ㅡ♪

The performance continues.

As time passed, winter came,

Even if everyone lies down and is buried in the cold snowflakes.

ㅡㅡㅡ♪ ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♩

~~♬ ㅡㅡ♪

The performance continues.

A tornado.

Even though colorful flower petals flutter in the spring breeze that pushes away winter,

Our performance never ends.

ㅡㅡㅡ♪

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♬ ㅡㅡㅡ♩ ㅡ♪

You who will be at the east end.

I hope that the song of ‘I’ that started from the western end reaches you.

Sagak-.

Sagak-. Sagak-.

The performance begins.

Among the corpses of monsters scattered everywhere.

Black things awaken, devouring life.

ㅡㅡㅡ♪

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♬ ㅡㅡㅡ♩ ㅡ♪

The sound of the monsters rushing towards the outer wall decreases.

I stood there dumbfounded, as if I had encountered an indescribable horror.

Sagagakㅡ. Sagagaㅡ.

Parararararak.

With a scream of flesh-eating, footsteps turn away and head east.

ㅡㅡㅡ♪

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♬ ㅡㅡㅡ♩ ㅡ♪

It’s directed at you.

May my performance reach you.

Our musician.

A performance of ‘The Lying Bug’ that told you you were beautiful.

One more time,

Here.

May it continue to you.

I hope so.

… … .

ㅡㅡㅡ♪

ㅡㅡㅡ♬ ㅡㅡㅡ♪

ㅡㅡ♩ ㅡㅡ♬

… … .

“Ugh… Ugh… Ugh…! Ugh…!”

And the performance continues.

The insects continue to play.

dump…

[Goryongsan Crack Field]. East outer wall.

D-class hunter Kim Sa-rang runs over after handing over the suspect she caught in the parking lot to the checkpoint.

She knelt on both knees on the dirty dirt floor,

I curled up like a worm, suppressing the nausea that was rising.

Kkeuggeuk… Kkeuggeuk…

A forest just a short walk from the collapsed eastern outer wall.

In a forest where nameless trees grow thickly,

There was ‘it’.

Kkeuggeuk… Kkeuggeuk…

I hear a sound.

It’s the sound of a tree branch bending as a rope with a heavy object hanging from it sways from side to side in the blowing wind.

Kkeuggeuk…

Similar to the sound of teeth grinding in one’s sleep,

A creepy noise.

Kim Sa-rang hesitated and raised her head as she lay down on the floor.

Without looking up,

Look straight ahead.

Kkeuggeuk…

What you see is someone’s feet.

Not one.

Numerous monsters,

The monsters of [Crack Field].

Those who would have rushed into the collapsed eastern outer wall,

Hanged himself on a tree.

Kkeuggeuk…

A sight of countless bridges swaying dangling.

It was like watching a nightmare from which I would not wake up,

Kim Sa-rang thought she was dreaming.

“Uh… How… How could…”

Kkeuggeuk…

All you can see are countless feet.

A lot of monsters hanging from trees.

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1. Don’t look up to the bad ending.

– There are many ways to end a life. But most endings will not be good.

– Have you ever met someone on a bad day while hiking?

– I want you to bend down and move away quickly so that it can’t see you.

– Hanging on a tree branch, you want to be standing at the same eye level as yourself.

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That pole… That pole…

One of them.

I saw a familiar pair of shoes.

“Ugh… Galaxy… Sister Galaxy…”

It was a nightmare.