SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

monic henchmen was to hit them! There was a guy who called himself the Heavenly Demon, but I planted his asshole in the ground and changed his nameplate to the Earthly Demon! Fuck! I challenged and changed the names of hundreds of so-called strong warriors.
Agh! Really!

Something was different.

His current expression didn’t resemble anything like the times when he lost a bet to me.

Then, he writhed around, saying that he was angry… But the expression Bae Hu-ryeong was making right now was—

-I’m really jealous of that Murim Lord bastard who was born here!

—It was much more intense.

-What if it was me, huh? We’d have a fight with our lives on the line! We’d say, oh, will this be your death or mine? After that, we’d climb up a snow peak and have a bowl of rice wine! Chewing on a segment of a tangerine, it’d be satisfying! That’s the perfect meaning that all warriors search for!

Wanting to win.
The spirit of victory.
Fighting spirit.

His face became as fresh as raw meat.

-Ah, really! If only I wasn’t a ghost!

“…….”

I silently kept my mouth shut.

Without meaning to, I had also begun to worry.
My head still down, I put my chin on my hand.
My head was filled with thoughts, so I needed to support it with my hands.

-Huh? Zombie.
You look like a zombie that’s wondering why nobody is calling them a zombie.
You’re sulking because I called you a crow-tit, huh.
Hey, should I just call you a zom-tit?

“……That’s it.”

-Huh?

“I’m saying that’s it.”

I quickly raised my head.

“Say the boss makes a cure for the infection.
Say that I’m recognized as an official disciple of the Heavenly Demon.
That’s good.
Everything is good, but… I felt that alone won’t be enough.
Can we call it a finale? But you just gave me the cherry on top.”

-Uh…

“Nice play.
Good job, Sword Emperor.”

I laughed.

For some reason, the Sword Emperor looked at me and stepped back.

“What’s wrong?”

-Nothing… Just… Every time you put on that expression, it’s like an ill omen for me.
Should I say that it’s unlucky? Because something will stain my face and stature.

“But I respect Sword Emperor-nim so much, from the bottom of my heart.
You know that, right?”

-Thank you.
Are you trying to make me throw up on your face?

“Hmm.”

I put my hands behind my back and stared at the faraway sky.

“There was an unpaid debt between us.”

-…….

Bae Hu-ryeong hesitated.

-…Debt? What debt? I am a human being who has never lived in debt my entire life.
Oi, this Gong-ja kid is trying to trick me with his gob again.
Don’t do that.
Uh-huh! You’ll get hurt like that!

“[Let’s bet how many times I’ll die when climbing up to the 19th floor].”

-…….

“Our Sword Emperor-nim bet that I would die less than 100 times.
I bet that I’d die less than 99 times.”

-No…

“Right?”

My smile became a little kinder.

-No, that was already a long time ago…

“If my memory is correct, then regarding this bet, the conclusion clearly ended with number 97?”

-…….

“If my calculations aren’t off, 97 is less than 99.
Right?”

-…….

“Sword Emperor-nim.”

-Why do you keep doing this to me…?

“Please listen to one request.”

Bae Hu-ryeong looked as if he would cry.

-Fine, you evil bastard.
Beat me up or kill me yourself…

It was a complete surrender.

2.

The Heavenly Demon came back.

She had left alone when she crossed the snowfield, but not when she returned.
She carried a zombie on her back.
Like the Hadouken zombie, this zombie wore a black uniform.

“In our sect, there is a group of elite members called the Bloody Ghosts.
It is the best combat unit made by collecting only the greatest swordsmen and lancers.
They are people who exist only to fulfill my orders.”

In other words, it was my second opponent.

I readied my stance with the Holy Sword.

“The last time it was a promising master, and this time, it’s someone from an actual combat unit? The difficulty level is jumping higher.”

“Don’t worry.
I took care to bring a child that would suit your level.”

The Heavenly Demon probably did go looking for [the perfect opponent for me].
She must have searched the snowfield.
Going through hundreds of zombies, one by one.

It was a thoughtful consideration.

It was a heartfelt gesture.

I gratefully accepted this as a kind of compliment.

“What you have to demonstrate is no different than from this morning.
Fight the Jiangshi…”

“With only thirst in my heart.
Only the pain of thirst should be in that place.”

“Hm.”

The Heavenly Demon smiled.

“That’s right.
No emotions or thoughts other than thirst are allowed in your psyche!

“All right!”

I dashed forward, excited.

“I’ll show you something amazing aga—”

[You have died.]

[You are regressing to 24 hours ago.]

“It’s ridiculously strong! Damn it!”

I did show something.

The fastest death scene in the universe.

Aaagh.

“Alchemist.
Medicine King.
The research for the zombie virus treatment should proceed like this…”

“Oh my god! It’s just like my research! No, it’s like my research was organized and arranged like a bouquet commissioned by an aristocrat.
A-and it feels like it’s been put in a formal dress like an earl!”

“What is this? Death King or whoever you are, are you also from Silicon Valley? This is exactly the way I’d arrange things…”

First of all, we had to update the findings of the treatment research as we did every time.

“Hundred Ghosts Reincarnation!”

This time, I decided to shut myself in on top of a snowy mountain to do some closed training.

Like last time, I ordered the demon and the skeletons to collect more deaths.
Although it was different in that I told them to find corpses that died of thirst rather than hunger, the order was not very different.

“Scatter.
Scatter and gather thirsty corpses.”

“Yes, milord.
As you command.”

However.

“I have one more thing to ask of you.”

This is where it began to deviate from the last time.

The demon tilted her head.

“If it’s an order…”

“There will be Jiangshi that use martial arts in the vicinity that are alone.”

I wasn’t referring to the ‘forest of corpses’ that we saw as soon as we fell into this world.
During the last 3 years.
The Heavenly Demon and the Murim Lord fought their battles, and they lost bodies—Jiangshi—one by one during the war.

When the blizzard blew for days without a break.
When the day didn’t come because the night was getting longer.
At that time, the power of the Demonic Cult and the Righteous Sect gradually walked away and disappeared.

These ‘missing people’ were the ones I was talking about right now.

“Find them,”

I said.

“Find the Demonic Cult members in their black uniforms.
Find the chivalrous fighters in their white uniforms.
Whether it’s a hundred or three hundred li away, you must release the skeletons and find them… No.
Make a map and put a mark wherever the Jiangshi are located.”

The demon looked puzzled.

“What are you trying to save those lives for, milord…?”

“It’s a dying world, but there are two people who are still at war.
They want the right conclusion to their fight and the world.
Unfortunately, however I look at it, it’s just a sad game of pretend to me.”

I looked up at the night sky.

The moon was out.

“They want to see a good conclusion, so I’ll prepare for a real war.”

“A real war?”

“That’s right.”

I smiled, the expression slipping out of me by itself.

I felt like Santa preparing a Christmas present.

“I will prepare for a proper war between good and evil.”

~~~

[TN] Hello, this is thursdays again! We’ve found a replacement translator for SSS-Class Suicide Hunter who can do more than three chapters a week ^^ Please have patience while they get oriented, and more chapters should come out soon-ish!