Kanna Blitz (4)
Chaos. That word itself was enough to explain what Yoon-seok saw when he arrived at the campsite.
“Ackkkkkkk!”
“S-stop!”
“What’s this? Why can’t we go in!”
Around twenty challengers surrounded the wagon, and a woman’s sharp screams resounded from within the wagon. The third-degree Holy Warrior Wellington was lying on one knee in front of a carriage. When he looked closely, he noticed the hilt of a knife poking out from his stomach.
While he glanced around for a moment to figure out what was going on, he heard Zerfah’s voice from behind.
“I wondered why you were getting close to the wagon earlier. Did you spread some alarm skills out there? How meticulous.”
There were no other party members. When Yoon-seok disappeared without explanation, he must have chased after him alone. He remained calm even in their current circumstances.
“Do you know what this is about?”
“Are you asking why?”
The situation itself explained why. All the challengers surrounding the wagon were men, and the lust in their eyes was evident. But he was only curious about one thing: why was everyone just spectating? Including this Zerfah guy.
“Tsk, tsk. Somehow I thought Wellington might know something about the challenges. What a shame.”
When Yoon-seok pulled out a sword and tried to head to the carriage, his complexion changed, and he moved to block him.
“What are you doing? I don’t think you should get involved. You’re not trying to help, are you?”
“Yes, if you’re not going to help, please step aside.”
“Well, you must be quite a sentimentalist. They’re just people recreated by the Tower anyway. And our mission was to guard them.”
Zerfah spoke as if he was teaching him some great truth. That made Yoon-seok uncomfortable.
Zerfah hurriedly explained as if he’d noticed.
“Letting them off once won’t kill you anyway, and if you fight them and one of us dies, it’s a loss.”
“…”
“No, that’s not it. It’s a problem to kill them all. We might win today, but the heathen has already taken out too many lives.”
Zerfah was experienced, offering a realistic assessment of the situation. He always looked at the world with a calculated view and chose the most efficient path. If he’d judged that this wouldn’t be helpful, he wouldn’t have cared to stop them.
“They won’t want to fail the mission, so they’ll never kill a theocrat. So let’s just watch.”
You’ll understand this much, right?
Yoon-seok read those unsaid words in his eyes. Surely what he said wasn’t absurd. As he said, they were reproduced by the system, and everything would reset at the end of the mission. It was natural for them not to feel like humans.
But…
“Piss off. I’ll kill you if you get in the way.”
Zerfah was startled by Yoon-seok’s cold voice, and he forced his smile up with a stiff look on his face as if he was offended.
“Woah, calm down, for now, buddy…?”
There were no further warnings. When the sword was pulled out, Zerfah’s smile immediately disappeared. Yoon-seok counted three seconds in his heart. After that, he would cut his head off immediately.
“Ha, what a nut job. Do as you please. I don’t care if you die playing hero over there…”
Zerfah relented as if he’d hate to fight him., Yoon-seok moved to the carriage without glancing back even once. And…
Slash!
He cut off the head of the man closest to the wagon. Yoon-seok opened his palm and sucked up the blood that spewed like a fountain. As a result, his energy that was running low due to the consumption rate of Lady Commandment, was now able to recover.
Flop.
Did they hear the body collapse? Or did they detect the energy that started to rise? It remained a mystery, but the challengers who were tapping on the carriage looked back at once.
“W-what! That bastard!”
Yoon-seok didn’t answer. He just cut off their heads one by one. Though it might look like a plain-looking attack without sword energy, no one could stop or avoid it. The man closest to the carriage muttered as he saw Yoon-seok approaching.
“Choi, Choi Yoon-seok…? Ah, no, I’m sure that psychopath was a dueler…?”
Just as he was about to end him., Yoon-seok paused at his murmur. Judging from what he’d said, he assumed that he was from Earth.
“Do you know me?”
Did he take Yoon-seok’s question as a yes? The man’s complexion turned white, and he soon nodded several times vigorously.
“How do you know?”
“I-I heard it when I was on Earth 2 days ago. The thing you did in Korea.”
“…”
He heard what happened two days ago when he was on Earth…the man hurriedly opened his mouth as he thought Yoon-seok was offended when his brow furled.
“I didn’t dig up information about you! The news was already out, so I know everything. What you did on the sixth-floor plaza and what you did there made you famous under the name Bloodseeker!”
He’d especially asked not to spread his name to the public. Was it too much to ask? Or did they not intend to keep the promise from the start? The murmuring around Yoon-seok grew uncontrollably while he was thinking quietly.
“He’s Bloodseeker? That guy?”
“It was said that he killed a thousand people alone on the sixth-floor plaza. Why on earth is he…?”
“Bloodseeker? What the hell is a Bloodseeker?”
There are still some people who didn’t know the nickname. No, there were far more of those in terms of ratio. And…
Sadly, Yoon-seok was also included.
“I know what you’re talking about on the sixth floor, but what do you mean by Bloodseeker?”
“I-is this your first time hearing about it…?”
When Yoon-seok nodded, the man said that a challenger called Jang-Il, who settled on the sixth floor, was spreading his name as if he was worshiping him to those who settled and those who passed by.
Yoon-seok was speechless. When he called him savior, but Bloodseeker…
‘Did he pick it up from b Bloodseeker’s Ultimatum?’
It was too much to be a coincidence. Unless Jang-Il could check the other people’s skills, it didn’t make sense.
“Just like how there’s an organization on Earth, I heard there’s an organization on the other side, so they exchanged information. Maybe that’s how they know you.”
“I see.”
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