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I let out a gasp of breath as I witnessed the tragedy before my eyes.

I wasn’t tired.

No, I wouldn’t be tired.

Just three sword strikes.

And isn’t your body not one that would get tired from just one sword dance?

The reason I was out of breath was because of the horrific scene unfolding before my eyes.

“Ugh.”

“Cluck, cluck!”

“Ouch!”

“Hey, save me…!”

“Ughhh!”

Chew and swallow the pain, vomit blood, scream, beg for life, and cry.

Not one or two, but hundreds of people at the same time.

It’s hard to believe.

“I did all this…?”

Not to brag, but I’ve been to more gruesome scenes.

I am a human so worn down that I can maintain my sanity even in the midst of swirling screams and pain, having seen so many lives shattered.

But why does my heart tremble so uncontrollably?

Because you feel sorry for them?

No way.

These guys are criminals.

A group of scum who have already committed a crime and run away from society, and instead of reflecting on their actions, they become parasites in organizations of the same kind and commit even greater crimes.

Even if a hundred or a thousand of those guys die right before my eyes, I don’t care.

So why am I so confused?

It was a matter of time and effort.

The amount of time and effort it took to bring this horrific sight before our eyes was ridiculously small.

With just three swings of the sword and one sword dance, he destroyed hundreds of people.

“Ha, haha.”

I have a feeling something is going to break.

That’s why I’m scared.

If we deviate even a little from this, we will end up treating the lives of fellow human beings too trivial.

If that happens, I feel like I’ll really become a monster in human skin.

“…Fuck.”

He gritted his teeth, spit out curses, and closed his eyes to ignore the tragedy.

“Hoo.”

At first, it just felt like I was holding a fun toy in my hand.

How to interfere with the flow.

What can be done by interfering with the flow?

It was just fun and enjoyable to learn about each thing.

Now that I’ve been immersed in the enlightenment that came out of nowhere, I understand.

How terrifying the power I hold in my hands is.

And the status window warned me of the horrors of that power.

Through the ratings assigned to the characteristics.

[The Eye of the Plum (EX)]

-You can capture the great flow that encompasses the world.

The grade given to this insincere trait with only one line of explanation is EX.

From F to S.

A special power that cannot even be defined by the grades given to those who have already obtained special power.

For humans, seeing has such a special meaning.

The most intuitive act of recognizing existence and turning the doubts that should be entertained into certainty.

An act of broadening one’s narrow worldview by adding an even clearer existence.

Look at it now.

As soon as the flow was recognized, the nation of humans tried desperately to take advantage of it, and didn’t they use it to harm hundreds of humans with great ease?

“Okay.”

The human body is truly fickle.

When there is an easy way, one never sets foot on the difficult one.

My current feelings were also in that context.

They constantly try to take the easy way out.

That easy path is death.

It whispers to me to restore peace by killing those noisy, insignificant beings with a single wave of the hand.

“Fuck.”

It’s not an easy task.

It is the task of locking down instinctive attraction with solid reason.

But it has to be done.

Because I don’t want to become a monster or anything.

That’s why I picture an even more frightening situation in my head.

The sight of the women I love no longer looking at me with warm eyes.

A look of fear, as if looking at a monster, not the man she loves.

As I think about this, the murderous feeling that had risen to my chin begins to gradually subside.

okay.

I don’t change.

For the sake of my people and my family, I can turn away from the easy way out many times.

“Okay, good.”

I open my eyes again with a calm mind.

I feel like I’m being watched from all sides.

Their gazes are all filled with fear.

“Yeah… , if you think about it, it’s not a bad thing.”

I tried to handle things as quietly as possible, but it seems like that situation has passed.

The fact that he set a trap like this is proof that he is already watching my actions closely.

So I decided to do the opposite.

“Then I have no choice but to go against it.”

Let’s go crazy and see.

A thorough organization?

Then, just erase all of that.

“I’m curious.”

How much more do I have to struggle before I can finally walk out on my own two feet?

It offers a way out for those who are too scared to even breathe.

“From now on, just one person.”

It doesn’t matter where.

“Anyone who reveals the location of another hideout will be spared.”

Because I have the fastest means of transportation anyway.

* * *

Kim Do-jin moved diligently.

A repetitive cycle of raiding Hexagram’s hideout, subduing its members, and offering them a way out.

Every time I offered to spare their lives if they revealed the location of the hideout, they raised their hands as if they had been waiting.

It was natural.

Because they are criminals who value their own safety tens or hundreds of times more than the lives of hundreds of their colleagues.

Did you really kill the rest?

Didn’t kill him.

However, a punishment greater than death was imposed.

“Arrest them all!”

We linked up with the police of the country where the hideout was hidden, arrested them all, and sent them to prison.

Hexagram is the most dangerous organization in the world.

The members of the organization there will be treated with incomparable luxury compared to ordinary criminals.

It’s been a week since I started wandering the world and taking down Hexagram hideouts.

“Is this thirty-three places?”

He showed tremendous activity by destroying thirty-three hideouts in just seven days.

This was a threat.

If you don’t show up in my sights and don’t give me back Francis Meyer, I will chase you to the ends of hell and exterminate you all.

If it doesn’t appear, then there’s no need to make assumptions like that.

Because I had no intention of stopping this behavior until Chris Emir appeared in front of me.

“Next is…, oh, it’s pretty big.”

The thirty-fourth hideout, which we arrived at straight away without stopping, is hidden in Paris, France.

As it is located in the capital of a country, its scale is also considerable.

The number of people detected by spreading magical power is approximately 500.

Among them, there are more than 50 people who are showing extraordinary momentum.

Kim Do-jin’s eyebrows furrowed as he felt this.

“How big has it gotten?”

Since the events of December 31st, the size of the hexagram has grown exponentially.

It was because the villains who had been operating independently in the shadows, oppressed by the Hunters’ power, had latched on as if they had been waiting.

Kim Do-jin enters the hideout shrouded in silence.

As he entered the enemy lines with an expression devoid of any tension, only one thought crossed his mind.

‘Since this is the last stop in terms of time…, I’ll buy some bread on the way back.’

It means that the pressure of having 500 people in the crowd is nothing.

The outskirts of Paris.

As you enter the hideout disguised as an auto parts factory, a sharp energy flies in and hits you.

It was the gaze of the organization members who were disguised as workers and attached to the machines.

But why is that?

They seemed to be only guarding this side and had no intention of rushing in.

“… … .”

What it meant was clear.

‘I guess the order has been given.’

It was clear that the order had been given from above.

Of course, I don’t know what the order is.

‘It probably wasn’t an order to just not rush in… .’

Did you set a trap like last time?

or not.

“… Hmm?”

I was looking around, considering various possibilities.

A strong presence was felt at the very top of this building.

S-class… no, maybe even higher.

It is a level that is difficult for even him to estimate at this point.

But what caught his attention was not the intensity of the momentum, but the familiarity.

‘This feeling… I feel like I’ve felt it somewhere before.’

It was a very strange feeling.

It’s warm like the sunlight, but also as mellow as the moon rising in the night sky.

As strong as a falling waterfall, yet as majestic as a quietly flowing river.

A constant, alternating pattern of incompatible sensations shook his senses.

I’ve never seen a human being who exudes such a variety of energy.

But if you split that energy exactly in half, two familiar faces emerge.

So my head is even more confused.

Because the two faces that naturally come to mind can never coexist like that.

“… … .”

He stopped thinking.

If you have a question that you can’t seem to solve, just face it and resolve it.

Kim Do-jin gets on the elevator with a stern expression.

He climbed all the way to the top and, still hesitating, reached the president’s office.

“Hoo.”

A light exhale.

At the same time, reach out and pull the door open.

Bam!

A familiar face seen through the open door.

Playful eyes, a hearty laugh, and even a wiry beard.

A man who gives off a warm impression like a neighborhood uncle, but if you dig a little deeper, he gives off a creepy aura as if you’re facing a veteran warrior.

Kim Do-jin’s mouth slowly opened when he saw this.

“… Mr. Francis?”

The person sitting in front of me was none other than Francis Meyer.

It definitely was like that.

“Why… .”

Could it be that he felt the arrogant power that Chris Emir must have?

While experiencing extreme confusion over a question that I cannot find the answer to no matter how hard I try.

He opened his mouth.

“Hey, it’s been a while.”

He was definitely Francis Meyer.

“How have you been?”

At the same time, Chris Emir also did it.