Chapter 775
Sometimes, there are times when my sincerity comes out without my realizing it.
like right now
“Shit it, F*ck it.”
But despite my sharp tone, Michael Silbert showed no emotion.
Rather, he greeted me with an expression that left an afterglow of joy.
“You came earlier than I thought. I was waiting for you.”
“While practicing musicals alone?”
“musical?”
After thinking for a moment, Michael Silbert laughed.
“Yes, you are not wrong. Today, this place is also a musical after all. The director, the director, and the lead role were all done by one person.”
“There is a saying my mother used to say, she said that if you eat without covering it, you will definitely get sick X”
“There is no need to worry. There is no day to ride, and it is a stage where box office success is guaranteed.”
“I heard that the lines I wrote a while ago sounded a lot. Will it be a hit?”
“Even though it was a rehearsal before the main stage, I will refer to that opinion.”
A relaxed attitude and a faint smile on his lips.
I felt my insides twist at the face of that guy who got closer with every step I took.
Every time I exhale and exhale, it feels as if a large needle is piercing my stomach.
Is this the effect of the [broken body], or is it because I’m facing that crazy guy standing in front of me before I know it.
Maybe it’s both.
“Did that friend come with you?”
“Either find out for yourself.”
“That’s not bad either.”
Michael Silbert, who was staring over my shoulder at the firmly closed door, nodded.
“Confirmed. I brought you well.”
If an ordinary civilian had watched this, he would have wondered what kind of nonsense he was talking about,
at least not me
Suaaa.
No sound, no form.
But it was clearly felt.
As soon as he finds the target he wants, his energy waves are instantly captured inside the owner’s body.
It was a very natural yet skillful skill, and he looked more like a master of Moorim than a hunter.
A person who deviated from the normal hunter ark that I have met so far.
At the same time, even me is still exposed
It made my head complicated that I couldn’t easily judge the true skill of an untrained person.
but… … It shouldn’t give off the slightest hint of strangeness.
As soon as there was a short silence between him and me, he suddenly opened his mouth.
“We came together.”
“hmm?”
“I didn’t bring you, I came with you.”
Michael Silbert, who looked at me with a curious look for a while, laughed out loud.
“Yes, it could be different if the author went that far. But what difference does that make?”
“There is a huge difference. A human like you will not know if you die and wake up.”
“No. The only thing that matters is that you and your friend are here. If there is anything more important than that… …
In an instant, the voice in my ear calmed down.
“It is your intention.”
“Intent?”
“okay. The intention of coming here today.”
Seeing the suspicious look in my eyes, as if I had already expected it from the beginning, I was silent for a while before opening my mouth.
“Let me ask you one thing.”
“I’m the one who needs to hear the answer first, but okay. I will allow you to ask questions.”
“What are your intentions?”
“what?”
“The intention of committing such ridiculous atrocities until now. Sacrificing so many people, setting the whole world on fire
It’s something you have to get by pushing through it.”
that buck
The distance that was only a few steps narrows.
It was as close as the tips of their noses would touch, and I could vividly feel his minute expression, the little fluff and even the breath he exhaled.
human.
It was unbelievable considering what he had done so far, but Michael Silbert was definitely a human being like me.
A human made of flesh, blood, and bones.
But why
“Why did you do such a thing? Also for what?”
From the moment I met Michael Silbert for the first time, my feelings toward him have always been anger. But not now.
I was genuinely curious and couldn’t understand.
The more I followed the clues about him, the deeper my doubts grew proportionally.
“Born on March 18, 1994 in the 10th arrondissement of Paris. His father ran away before he was born, and his alcoholic single mother lived with him.
Died in 2012.”
The life of one person I have found out so far flows between my lips.
I left Michael Silvert behind and moved on.
that buck that buck
one step. One more step.
Now I am retracing someone’s past while walking.
Crossing the First National Assembly Building, which has become a World Cultural Heritage, we walked together in his footsteps.
Courtesy compared to the rough home environment
A good and model student childhood.
However, the deviation that started belatedly after the death of the mother, and several criminal records that naturally followed.
And finally, an incident that completely changed his life.
“Awakening at the age of mid-twenties in 2020, when the cataclysm began.”
I suddenly stopped walking.
Looking up at the stained glass on the wall, there was an image of a young man weeping alone among the piles of dead bodies.
with a single short sentence.
[2020. 12. 25. The Great Battle of Paris.]
It was said that it was a battle that was fierce enough to be counted on ten fingers throughout the Cataclysm.
In the streets, screams and roars rang out instead of the bells celebrating Christmas, and a thousand hunters stationed in Paris were said to have engaged in street fighting against dozens of times the number of monsters.
for at least a week.
without any support. literally desperately.
And after seven days and nights, even the last year of 2020 is completely tilted.
when
After another battle, reinforcements arrived late and found a young man standing among countless corpses and pools of blood.
“It is you.”
I slowly turned around
Thirty years ago, there was the face of the young man in the painting who survived alone in the ruins where the smell of blood and blood was vibrating.
“Michael Silbert.”
At the low call, the man who had been silently listening to the story finally opened his mouth.
“First of all, I will praise you for your efforts. It seems like a lot of effort. It must have been difficult to find because the records before awakening were already erased.”
“Precisely, you erased it. There’s nothing good about knowing that you’re an ex-convict.”
“I will not deny it. I thought that record would one day stand in my way. It was a time when everyone was confused, so it was easy to use your hands.”
Michael Silbert, who responded calmly, stared blankly at me.
“however… … If that’s all
What a disappointment.”
“what’?”
“The 10th arrondissement of Paris, where I was born, is a shithole. Fights broke out several times a day, and gunshots rang out every night. The walls of the alleys I passed every time I went to and from school were always dark red. But no one wiped the blood off the wall. It will be red again the next day anyway.”
“My hometown was like that. Gangs of different races roam the streets during the day and nightlife at night.
‘s neon sign shone splendidly. Did you just call my mother an alcoholic?”
Michael Silbert asked the question calmly and answered himself.
“I guess you didn’t know that she was also a drug addict. When I came home from class, I was always lying on the shabby couch and sobbing. With strangers I’ve never seen before.”
Everyone has a painful past.
But surprisingly, a faint smile formed on Michael Silbert’s lips as he recalled the past.
“A man called a father who only sowed seeds and ran away, and a woman who was only legally a mother. And she was born between them and continued her life stained with violence and theft. That’s me. But at the same time, he is also a hero who saved Paris twice, and a pioneer who was the first to raise his voice for people in crisis.”
“A long time ago, I was ashamed of my past. But not anymore. From a ghetto child to a world hero. Isn’t that great marketing?”
I lost my words for a moment, Michael Sil
I looked at Bert.
What on earth did he have to go through to be worn out like that?
From the time he was first born until now, the clock of his life, which would not have stopped even for a moment, had run for 600 years, not 60 years.
with his heart.
And at my gaze, the smile on Michael Silbert’s lips grew even thicker.
“Your eyes look like you’re facing a monster. Are you afraid of me now?”
“You too?”
“Everyone who knew me had fear and respect. You’re not the first to show that kind of look in your eyes.”
“Some of them must be dead already.”
“If you don’t bend yourself, shouldn’t you break it with force? They are rotten.”
Those are not enemies from the past who no longer exist in this world, but they are directed at me.
A recommendation to keep your head down before breaking it by any means. That meticulousness to make sure that even the slightest possibility of things going wrong is gone.
I, who had still kept Michael Silbert’s figure in my eyes, broke the brief silence that had settled down for a moment.
“Half wrong, half right.”
“What do you mean?”
“It is true that they see you as a monster. But this is pity, not fear. You could also call it disillusionment.”
“I just wanted to ask. Whether it can be rectified before irreversible sacrifices occur. I wonder if there is even a little bit of humanity left in this madman. and… …
I spoke in a deep voice.
“It’s a bit disappointing. That I thought I would hold you back with just a few exes.”
“what?”
Leaving behind Michael Silbert, who did not understand his meaning, I turned around and reached out my hand.
Huung. jump.
The energy that stretched out from his fingertips gently pushed open the tightly closed door.
Go beyond the two doors wide open at the same time
Popular chucks gradually approaching through the stage.
I nodded at Michael Silbert, who had a hard face.
“Don’t make busy people wait, start the launching ceremony you were going to do. This is a F*cking baby. ”
….
“I haven’t even registered before, but I’m already pretending to be the landlord, and I’m F*cking F*cking. Sibeol bastard.”
Ignoring Michael Silvert’s frozen stare, I sat back in the nearest seat.
The die has already been cast.
It will soon be decided whether the roll of the dice, which still rolls without stopping, will be 1 or 6.
Who dies and who survives.
And I had no intention of dying in a place like this.
Even more so in the hands of non-human monsters.
that buck that buck that buck
Hundreds of footsteps finally entered the quiet conference hall.
A new era that will soon be recorded in history
The first page of the Guild Hunter League was turning.
Do” three: Guter
