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    Sniping essentially means shooting from a distance.

    Performing an attack that can defeat an opponent from a very far away, at a distance where the opponent does not recognize you.

    In that sense, ‘headshots’ are the most appropriate way to subdue people with special abilities.

    “Lord, did you kill him…?”

    [I didn’t kill him.]

    Desmond Pagreen was greatly relieved as he sat down on the sand.

    “Wow, I’m glad. I almost ended up being the person with the superpower who killed the S-class superpower.”

    No matter how much the attack was aimed at him, it was clear that if an S-class superpower was killed because of him, Desmond would take the blame.

    ‘It’s a good base.’

    The Grand Canyon is dead.

    But you don’t know who killed it?

    -Desmond Pagreen! Reveal the evil beast that killed the Grand Canyon!!

    -How come they have a person with a superpower who killed an S-class person with a superpower in America? Who is he! Report the person with superpowers who killed the S-class to the government immediately!

    So, the FBI is going to raid Paygreen.

    But the goblin killed him?

    -Desmond Pagreen! Reveal your relationship with the evil beast and goblin that killed the Grand Canyon!

    -Yuliana Paygreen also received help from the Order, and now she receives help from goblins? Did you give the phoenix feather to the goblin?! Answer me!

    Saying that, the CIA will raid the Pagreen mansion.

    And above all.

    -Desmond Pagreen! When the Grand Canyon died, why didn’t they use the Phoenix’s feather?

    -Even if it costs trillions of dollars for just one feather, the S-class hero should have been saved! You could have saved the Grand Canyon in those 10 seconds! There wasn’t one? This is a cowardly excuse!!

    So, the International Heroes Union – commonly known as the ‘Association’ – will grab Faegrin by the collar.

    “I, I….”

    [The Grand Canyon collapsed after being hit by tangerines that flew in from afar. more.]

    “Ha, but…”

    [It was a hallabong with a thick skin. It was not a tangerine smaller than a tennis ball, but a hallabong larger than a baseball.]

    I picked up the Hallabong that had just happened to be rolling on the floor, and breathed mana into the Hallabong, which had a shell as hard as a coconut fruit.

    [I can’t believe I was defeated by Jeju Island’s guardian deity. Shame on America.]

    Phew.

    I threw Hallabong towards the head of Grand Canyon, which had fallen on the ground, and towards the area where I had fired two sniping shots.

    Fuhuaak.

    Hallabong exploded with its shell, and juice flowed from the head of the Grand Canyon like blood.

    I was lucky that the color was orange.

    If it had been blood, it would have been truly terrible, and if it had been a translucent liquid with a grayish-white color, it would have been even more terrible.

    [With this, securing the site is complete.]

    “Whew, phew…. Ji Cheon-hyang said he was a collaborator, so that’s really fortunate….”

    [It’s okay now, but if you’re incompetent, don’t say things like that. Because you don’t know where or who will hear it.]

    “Oh, that’s right. This is Korea. Wow.”

    After warning Desmond to be careful what he said, I checked the status of the Grand Canyon.

    [Mission cleared.]

    I was hit three times in the back of my head by a sphere loaded with magical power.

    The first was sniping, the second was 0-distance sniping, and the third was swinging at an object with magical energy.

    Even if you are an S-class, once you have suffered a concussion or fallen once, it will take time to regain consciousness.

    ‘The problem is that this damn thief is an S-class hero.’

    It doesn’t matter if you’re S-rank from another country.

    America doesn’t matter either.

    because….

    -Ah, this is Dool. Secured the Chinese S class by secretly diving in the western part of Jeju.

    Because S-class people from other countries are trying to sneak into Jeju Island one by one.

    -Chinese S-class villain, ‘Maehwageomsu’.

    [This is America.]

    -who?

    [Grand Canyon.]

    -Is he here? Wow, he’s a real hit. This guy still lost in the knife fight and sent him back, saying he would come back on the plane, but he must have been stretching it out, right?

    [I first knocked him out so he couldn’t stretch or whine. Even if you send him to Busan, he will be out of the detention center in a week, and he will try to open the door and get out on his own.]

    Heroes are heroes, but even among heroes, there are many who cause a lot of accidents.

    Just like the Japanese hero Susanoo, this person is like an unbridled colt who cannot be controlled by the government.

    [This side will receive help from Chaos. If you need to be detained, please contact me.]

    -okay.

    When I finished communicating and turned my head, I saw Desmond talking to something that looked like a pillar with a very embarrassed face.

    “Are you really okay?”

    […huh. Fine. I will do my best to protect you.]

    […….]

    Look at me.

    Just now, she was calling me her sister or something, but now she’s covering herself up as if she doesn’t want to show Desmond her true identity.

    Something similar to the god Mejed from Egyptian murals.

    The fabric goes down to the ankles so much that the legs aren’t even exposed, so it’s no different from just a cloth ghost with big eyes.

    On the outside, he looks like a monster trying to hide himself.

    However, if a being who can sense magic were to see the chaos, they would be astonished by the powerful mana felt in this strange appearance.

    ‘Adamant Barrier.’

    It spreads a cylindrical protective shield around its body and covers it with diamond crystals collected from the ground.

    In fact, if you consider the bodysuit, it is a triple layer of protection.

    On the outside, it just looks white because the diamond crystal is imbued with magic, but even if a nuclear bomb were to fall somewhere, it would be fine without any damage.

    I said of her that she was a ‘6th rank up Danji’, but unfortunately she didn’t understand that.

    At least Do-cheol, who knows that area well, got it right.

    “Are you really protecting me? Of course, I barely survived now, but if the author tried to kill me…”

    [contract.]

    “Yeah, that’s right. I understand. If you faithfully carry out the contract, hehe, I will fix my granddaughter’s curly hair… I will continue to cooperate. Ha, but I don’t want you to give me a bodyguard, but I don’t want you to be attacked by S-class people with real abilities like this.”

    [If that’s the case, you don’t have to worry.]

    After standing in front of Chaos, who was trying to make conversation using his introverted appearance, I took on the appearance of a goblin that Desmond would be familiar with, and exchanged my anti-materiel sniper rifle for a goblin bat.

    [When that man comes back, you will be staying in the safest place on Jeju Island. Of course, it is safe from this ability, but it cannot stop reporters or those who come to ask questions purely.]

    “That’s okay. What I’m worried about is if I get assassinated or attacked by sniping from afar like you, the goblin. Phew….”

    [Even though they say there is no need to worry at all. Did you forget your contract? If you die, I will run straight to you and use the Phoenix feather.]

    “…….”

    [I’ll put on the goblin’s mask and say it directly once more. There is no death for you on this mission. If you die, I will immediately use the Phoenix Feather on you. According to the contract.]

    The ultimate reason why Desmond decided to participate in this operation.

    That’s because we decided to resurrect him even if he died.

    [Don’t forget the reward when you succeed. There may be a way to get money from selling Phoenix’s feathers, but I decided to use it to get your granddaughter out of prison for people with supernatural abilities and then ‘correct’ her in the organization.]

    “……I understand. Wait, I wasn’t cool-headed. I apologize.”

    [Everyone is bound to get angry when their life is threatened or when they almost die. I understand.]

    No apologies here.

    An attack by an S-class psychic is a kind of natural disaster, and it can happen anytime, anywhere.

    [Instead, if you want to vent your anger, I’ll lend you this.]

    “…What?”

    Desmond was surprised when he saw the goblin bat I gave him.

    “Well, isn’t that your weapon?”

    [It’s a weapon. Anyway, the effect is the same. Rather, it is more effective for you to swing it than for me to swing it.]

    I put the goblin bat upside down on the floor and then tapped Grand Canyon, who was still unconscious and couldn’t get up, with my foot.

    [Look carefully. What happens when you attack a person with a fainted ability?]

    Phew.

    As soon as I gave a big kick to the side with my foot, a light sparkle started to flash where I kicked.

    “Well, is that…?”

    [I lost my mind, but my instincts remain. When you attack with magical power like this, your body instinctively creates a protective shield.]

    Thump, thump.

    I put my magic on my toes and continued to trample down the Grand Canyon.

    Every time I stepped on it, a shield of flame protected it, so there was no damage at all.

    [If you do this, you can drain the mana of a fainted psychic.]

    “…….”

    [This is a person with special abilities who attacked you. To put it bluntly, if you want to beat them up, you can do it as much as you want now. It doesn’t die, it doesn’t get hurt, and it doesn’t remember if you hit it. I don’t guarantee it.]

    “In other words, the more I hit the Grand Canyon with this goblin bat, the more it becomes incapacitated and unable to attack again…?”

    [okay. Mana is depleted, and it will take at least 4 weeks to recover all mana.]

    This is not a story about physical injuries.

    This is the story of Manatong.

    For an ordinary person, the state of being unable to use mana is like being hospitalized in an intensive care unit.

    [Would you like to hit me without mercy until I run out of mana? Or how about rolling up a mat?]

    “…Then.”

    Desmond pointed to the goblin bat and unbuttoned his sleeves.

    “With a 7 iron.”

    after.

    Puck, puck, p-a-a-a-aak!!

    [Nice shot.]

    [It’s a hole in one.]

    I saw the full swing of the chairman of a large company with my own eyes, and I intuitively felt confusion about how to play golf right next to me.

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