episode_0017

“Atrehan, a strong figure who made a name for himself after the apocalypse. A senior at the Hero Academy, now running a modest dojo in a small town.”

Atrehan was a formidable force after the apocalypse.

The number of monsters he had slain was in the thousands.

A valiant figure who engaged in fierce battles using his iron spear.

But now, he was running a small dojo, unaware of his true potential.

“Hello?”

The door to the dojo opened.

He called out to his senior.

“Yes, come in.”

Atrehan, with his unkempt beard and rugged appearance, revealed himself.

Living like a pauper, unaware of his own talents.

“Nice to meet you! I’m a new student who just enrolled in the academy!”

He greeted his senior warmly.

“Oh, you’re a junior! So, who recommended you to come here?”

His senior extended a welcoming hand.

No hint of suspicion.

“I’m sorry.”

If he were to see his kind side, he might hesitate to kill.

He grabbed his hand and immediately used the guide of death.

He killed him.

“Grrrk.”

With foam at his mouth, Atrehan died.

“Something’s wrong with the senior! Quickly, call the physician!”

“Understood!”

Aria ran out to fetch the physician.

“It’s too late.”

The physician shook his head.

His heart had already stopped.

Even if a god were to come, they couldn’t make his heart beat again.

“Oh! Senior!”

She wept as they carried the senior away.

“Well, you see, when I entered the dojo, Atrehan senior was lying there with foam at his mouth.”

She lied, as there was no one else around to witness the truth.

“I see. Seems like a simple accident. Thank you for your cooperation.”

The security guard in charge of the case thought nothing of it.

“Oh, gods, please take good care of the senior.”

Please, I beg of you.

Take care of those who have ascended first.

If you have no intention of preventing the apocalypse, then I hope the new era will be led by those who have ascended first.

I prayed silently to the gods.

“Do not worry. I will take good care of him.”

The gods replied.

I burst into tears.

Another soul ascended to heaven.

“Let’s go. We need to hurry if we want to proceed with the plan as scheduled.”

I suppressed my emotions.

I had planned to make the most of the weekend.

Aria brought the carriage.

I got on the carriage.

“Lord, you haven’t forgotten our agreement, have you?”

I asked the gods. I had already discussed it while riding the carriage.

If this continues every week, it will be troublesome.

I have a personal life and a life to live.

I was falling behind in terms of stamina compared to my peers.

If I continue like this, I might really fall behind.

“I haven’t forgotten. One person per week. If I send five people in a week, stop my nonsense for five weeks.”

The gods used strong language.

But it was somewhat true, so I agreed.

Since becoming a hero of the gods, their actions had been somewhat erratic.

“You truly are remarkable. Emile, the way you mercilessly killed was truly admirable. Atrehan, that guy, had a clueless expression even in his final moments.”

I couldn’t tell if it was praise or mockery.

“Stop it. Don’t mock his death any further.”

Atrehan senior will be planning for the future in heaven.

“Indeed… I understand. Are you warning me to be cautious, as you have eyes and ears everywhere? Understood.”

That’s not what I meant.

The madman seemed to interpret it differently.

“However, Emile, if you continue to kill in this manner, suspicion will arise. We need to come up with a different plan from now on. Rumors are already circulating that many people are dying around you.”

“True. What should we do?”

That’s right. There is a saying that if coincidences repeat, they become inevitable.

Even without evidence, people suspect me.

But there was no suitable solution.

Should I wear a mask on my face and commit assassination?

But I haven’t learned assassination.

I can’t even keep up with simple physical training right now.

There’s no way I can perform an assassination like this.

“Oh, if that’s your concern, don’t worry. I have prepared in advance.”

Two masks fell from the sky.

They were masks of pure white color.

“This is a reward for your efforts. It will change your appearance.”

“Byeon-geom.”

“It is a mask derived from a dance popular in a country in the East.”

“If you wear a mask like the face of heaven, you can change your appearance to look like someone else.”

“In the end, it means becoming an assassin.”

The gods wanted me to become an assassin.

“Oh, and this is the reward for the work you have done so far.”

Aeris Kyeong, Creative Hero, Master Eric, and the Mayor whose name I don’t even know.

Their deaths have imprinted on my body like light.

“Hermes’ Boots.”

“It enhances the physical abilities of the target.”

If you consume magic power, you can walk on air.

“It can be turned on and off.”

A wing-shaped tattoo was engraved on my ankle.

It enhances physical abilities like an RPG.

The effect did not overlap with an RPG.

With this, even someone like me, who is unfamiliar with assassination, could carry out assassinations.

“How about it? Isn’t it amazing?”

“Thank you. I will do my best to bring about destruction.”

Another relic similar to an RPG was created.

While others are struggling to obtain one relic,

I obtain two relics.

And it didn’t stop at just one relic.

If time passed, I could obtain more than two relics.

“You’re a relic master!”

Do I need magic spells?

No, I can strengthen myself with relics.

“How about it? Are you ready to crush humans with strength?”

“Yes, I am ready to become a villain.”

“Let’s go quickly. I still crave blood.”

The carriage raced down the street.

Over the weekend, I sent four elders to the Lord in the sky.

I gained a month of free time.

*

The Guides of Truth.

A group of wizards who pursue the truth.

But that was just a superficially known fact; in reality, they did not hesitate to conduct human experiments to achieve results.

Even the public Necromancer sect of humanity belonged to the Guides of Truth.

Lich was a high-ranking member of the Guides of Truth.

Lich was the one who founded the Guides of Truth.

But that is now a thing of the past.

The powerful ally Lich died at the academy.

“What’s going on? Why are our people the only ones dying?”

Artrehan, Jack, Mil, Osun.

The four of them acted as experimental subjects for the Guides of Truth.

They were responsible for discreetly procuring experimental materials that could be brought in without suspicion.

The procurement channel must not be weak.

They all had the same level of skill.

Their skills were not to be underestimated.

“Both Lich and others, why are these things happening so often these days?”

He bit his lip.

Someone was targeting him.

But he couldn’t exactly pinpoint who that someone was.

“Could it be a power struggle between factions?”

He could overlook it once as a coincidence.

But five times of the same coincidence couldn’t be dismissed as mere chance.

There was no one else who could be behind such incidents.

They were killing his subordinates to put pressure on him.

“This won’t do. I need to confirm if this is true.”

He pressed a button.

The curtain closed on its own.

A dimly lit secret chamber.

A translucent illusion appeared, illuminating the interior of the secret chamber.

“What’s going on? Did you finish all the calls first?”

A voice echoed from the silent secret room.

More than half of them did not respond to his call.

He didn’t care.

“Our people are dying. Do any of you know anything?”

He asked. If anyone showed suspicious signs, he would not hesitate to interrogate them.

“The same goes for us. A champion has died. Do any of you know anything?”

It was the Duke.

Known as a fool for his daughter, but willing to kill anyone who tried to weaken the family’s gift.

“A champion has died too?”

He was surprised by the Duke’s words.

A powerful figure ranked in the top 10.

Such a person had lost his life.

A remarkable figure incomparable to the four who died first.

“The mayor of Loenheim is dead too. He was my own apprentice. Sigh.”

The warlock chuckled.

Possessing power comparable to a lich.

His own apprentice, who he personally taught magic, had died.

“Huh, so everyone else has suffered as well? I thought it was just me?”

The Duke clicked his tongue.

He was thinking the same thing.

There was a moment of silence.

“Well, we don’t need to worry too much about the deaths of the lower ones. I’m out.”

The warlock was the first to speak.

He didn’t want to bother with it and didn’t want to pay attention.

The connection with him was cut off.

“I have to focus on my daughter’s issue. I don’t want to deal with this matter anymore.”

The connection with the Duke was also cut off.

“Bluffing, are they deliberately trying to play with me?”

Alone, he gritted his teeth.

Even if they joined forces to find the enemy, it would be difficult.

His suspicion grew due to their nonchalant attitude.

“Bring all the kids.”

He called his organization members.

Even if the lich disappeared, the organization had to show resilience.

Whoever it was, they would not escape with their lives.