126 – True Harasin and Paraden
Edgar thought.
‘He’ who reigns at the pinnacle of God Hara.
If it was a ‘left arm’, he might have arranged such a talented person.
Aren’t you the one who exists right now by receiving the power from him?
gulp.
Edgar swallowed.
“What did he command you to do?”
“I have ordered you to be punished.”
“Why! I faithfully followed Harasin’s will! But why-…!”
“No. You did not obey Harasin’s will.”
It was just as Edgar was about to refute.
“Reckless Harasin. You are ghostly beings who rebelled against Harasin’s will and betrayed him.”
“what…?”
The ghostly Harasin?
Edgar couldn’t follow the words of the mighty assassin in front of him.
“The ghost Harasin? What the hell is that…”
After a while, Edgar’s eyes glowed brightly and he let out a thick life force.
“You bastard! You’re not his person! How dare you mention his name!!! Reveal your identity!”
“Ugh…!”
The hound agents groaned.
The killing spirit of Edgar, an assassin in the realm of superhumans, strongly oppressed them.
It was a pure murder without mana, but the sense of intimidation was clearer than that of a hero with mana.
“…”
Because of that death, even Cynia reflexively rushed into a combat stance.
Edgar, who was overpowered by Ceylon and unable to move from the neck down, was overwhelmed, albeit briefly.
Could Edgar really have eight arms?
The hounds removed their doubts in unison.
Edgar must have been hit eight times.
At least, it was an existence with power equivalent to that.
Then Ceylon.
Did you really subdue this mighty being single-handedly?
The hound forgot even the tacit promise to treat Ceylon with warm contempt and looked at him in awe.
“…”
Taking Edgar’s intense murderous intent head-on, he was just laughing as usual.
The face of a strong man overlaps with his bewildered appearance, creating a strong sense of heterogeneity.
“I mean reveal your identity!!!”
Edgar growled like a frightened dog.
‘How on earth…!?’
An unidentified blind man.
Edgar felt that he was on the same level as himself.
that mana
He is clearly an 8-star talent.
However, there was a huge gap between Edgar and Ceylon.
Edgar felt it.
intro.
Intermediate.
say.
It wasn’t simply a matter of where you set foot in the superhuman realm.
A more fundamental difference than the difference in mana.
‘that…’
The assassination technique of a man who surprised Edgar and subdued him in an instant.
That was something that could never be achieved with an 8-star level.
No assassination technique Edgar had ever seen was more sophisticated than the one he dealt with.
I was not pure.
Its existence itself was a force that denied all the assassination techniques Edgar knew about.
Edgar remembered that he had once encountered an assassination technique on his left arm.
Edgar considered his realm to be the ultimate goal all assassins should pursue.
His power is perfect.
Edgar never questioned that belief in the slightest.
“why…”
That absolute belief was now shaking.
With the assassination technique of the left arm.
assassination of this man.
It was not easy to decide which of the two was the truly perfect and complete assassination technique.
“You… what the hell are you… what do you mean…”
The corner of the man’s curved mouth, containing a mockery, opened slightly.
“All of you who have abandoned the will of God Hara.”
On the contrary, the title of honor he was forced to maintain felt arrogant.
he opened his eyes
Inside the eye, a sharp arrowhead made of gold was pointed at Edgar.
“We, the true God Hara, have returned to inherit the will of God Hara. To correct the mistakes of you.”
“The true Harasin… Then…Are you the will of the true Harasin?”
“I follow the true Harassin’s right hand, acting on his will.”
Ceylon kindly responded to Edgar, who was about to die.
It was not an answer for Edgar, but an answer for the new true Harasins.
“…!”
Edgar was astonished at Ceylon’s answer.
He is the one who serves, not the one who is served.
What kind of existence is the right hand he serves?
right arm and left arm.
The true Harasin and the ghostly Harasin.
“how…”
It was the moment when the real Harasin questioned his own identity due to the fake real Harasin.
Then, Ceylon looked at Sina.
Sinia understood his meaning.
Eight arms will not be able to interrogate.
All that remains is-…
Cynia approached Edgar and asked.
“The arm is begging. What happened to Lee Gon?”
“Igon…?”
In order to take refuge in Harasin, he must kill the people he cares about with his own hands.
Lee Gon, Sina’s childhood friend.
He killed his family and another childhood friend Thieh to be taught by the direct master of the Jorge Arm, and took refuge in Hara.
Sinia started chasing Harasin to get revenge on him.
“Ah… there was a guy like that.”
“Tell me where he is.”
“dead.”
The strangling arm said as if it was no big deal.
“Because I was trying to deceive Harasin.”
“What does that mean?”
“He didn’t kill the person he treasured the most.”
“…”
Lee Gon killed his family and one of his two childhood friends.
There was only one Cynia left.
“is that so.”
Cynia replied as if it was nothing big.
Two lines of flash intersect at one point.
Sinia put the double hand she had pulled out into the scabbard again.
clap.
At the same time, the head of the choking arm detached from the body and fell to the ground.
[Achievement conditions achieved!]
[Achievement: Eight Spider Legs]
[Destroy all eight arms of Harasin.]
＞Defeat the eighth arm, the strangling arm.
“after…”
Cynia’s Revenge.
The end was more futile.
“Cynia.”
Solar looked at Sinia with a worried gaze.
If Sinia had been ruled by revenge, she would never have accepted this finish.
The unresolved vengeance, hatred, and resentment lost their way and wandered inside of her – they must have swallowed themselves in the end.
That’s why Sinia felt grateful to Ceylon once again.
Her mood now was surprisingly relieved.
Is it the peace of mind that came after a while?
Cynia closed her eyes and enjoyed the tranquility.
Wandering around in my messy head, I have now organized unnecessary thoughts, miscellaneous thoughts, and the past.
Soon she opened her eyes again.
It was still inside Edgar’s warehouse.
Nothing has changed.
However, Sinia felt that her field of vision and the world expanded widely.
It was free.
Cynia looked at Ceylon.
Basically, it wasn’t the usual fluttering smile.
She bowed her head deeply toward Ceylon with a serious face.
“Thank you, Ceylon.”
Seeing her raise her head again, Ceylon smiled mischievously.
“With this, could it be atonement for deceiving the hounds?”
“…”
pick.
The hounds, including Sinia, all burst into laughter.
The emotion in their eyes looking at Ceylon changed from awe to warm (?) contempt again.
“Shameless.”
“If you pay back our enemies, then I’ll think about it.”
“Ah. Until then, don’t even dream about it.”
As the hound agents shot each word, Ceylon scratched the back of his head in a daze.
“Hey, everyone is relentless.”
A pleasant laugh flowed through the warehouse.
“Ah, Instructor Cynia?”
at that time. Ceylon said he had remembered something and took his luck.
“Yes, our number 348. What’s going on?”
Cynia held his head in her arms as if it were natural for Ceylon.
“Huh? Why is it like this?”
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“Isn’t it so cute that our number 348 calls me Instructor~?”
“Heh heh… is that so?”
“That’s right~”
“I see. Anyway- back to the main topic, Mr. Sinia.”
“What is it~ Why are you calling me Mr.?”
Cynia took Ceylon’s head apart, looked at him, and shook her head, saying not to do that.
Either way, Ceylon continued.
“His word.”
“…!”
Immediately after that, Sinia, who had a serious expression, listened to him.
“Mr. Cynia.”
“Yes, please.”
“Sinia-san is the true direct master of God Hara from now on.”
“…”
A moment of silence passed.
“yes!?”
“what!?”
“Eh!?”
The hounds shouted at the same time.
“What, what, what, what…!? All of a sudden- what should I do to make it happen?”
Through a series of events, Ceylon felt the need to expand the true power of Harasin in earnest.
Therefore, I felt the need to improve the image of a group headed by a high-ranking assassin and warlock called the right-hand man.
What should the true Harasin do to keep from being buried in the identity of an assassin?
The answer was simple.
Those who have nothing to do with assassination.
Among them, people with high social prestige and popularity are placed in high-ranking positions of true Harasin.
The academy instructor, Sina, was perfect for him.
Needless to say, the omnipotent Ledar.
Ceylon intended to hint at him sooner or later.
He opened his mouth and said to Cynia, who was wide open.
“For now, you just need to know that he thinks highly of Mr. Xinia.”
“… what am I supposed to do as a true direct master of Harasin?”
“The ultimate goal of our true God Hara is to clear away the darkness that hangs over the continent, including the ghostly God God Hara. Mr. Sinia and the hounds are already walking on the right path. You just have to keep walking on that path. What will change If so, that-“
Ceylon raised his index finger and tapped his right eye.
“It means that the right eye of the true Harassin is now staring at you. Now, behind you is our true Harassin.”
A shadow that supports the light!
Don’t be afraid of the dark!
Ceylon added with a contrived tone and gesture, wearing a mask of a smiling face.
“Do not be afraid of anything in doing good. And if you need anything, tell us without hesitation. Do you understand?”
“…”
true harash.
The mighty group covering the entire continent (?) is looking after us.
recognized us as a part of it.
“ha ha ha…”
Solar laughed, not knowing if this was a dream or real life.
“oh my god…”
Emotions appeared on the faces of the hound agents.
Jorge’s arm is dead, but that was only the beginning.
Along with her companions, the Hound, Sinia’s target for revenge became Harasin.
“I understood.”
Cynia nodded with a determined face.
“Okay. Then, at this point for today-“
Shall we dissolve?
It was the moment Ceylon was about to say that.
rattle!
The door to the warehouse was violently opened.
It was a man with contrasting black skin and white hair.
The hounds knew him.
“Iron boots?”
Iron Boots Max.
He was an executive-level member of the Black Cup, a crime syndicate headed by Edgar.
“…!”
He opened his eyes as he checked Edgar’s body lying on the floor.
“under…”
The hounds sighed.
work got boring
how do i solve this?
It was at that time when Sola carefully chose her words and opened her work.
“Sinia. No, the hound. I know you guys are tracking Harassin.”
“…!”
The hound could not hide his embarrassment at the unexpected flow.
“How… do you know about us?”
Solar asked with her hand resting on the handle of her sword.
“…”
Max.
He carefully looked around the warehouse.
“What is that guy?”
he said, pointing to Ceylon.
“He is also a member of the Hound.”
“is it.”
Hess and hess.
Judging by his stupid appearance, he must be a new kid.
In any case, the hound vouches for it, so its identity must be certain.
Max nodded.
He paused for a moment, then spoke.
“I am Paraden’s number 13.”
“…!”
Paraden.
As a special action unit of the Great Council, consisting of the 8 families that reigned at the pinnacle of continental power, they were arguably one of the most powerful groups on the continent.
As if to prove that he was a member of Paraden, Max revealed his power.
7 stars.
Paraden’s agent was on the same level as Cynia, the leader of the hounds.
“Paraden obtained information that the fake identity of a person with a position of direct master or higher in Harasin was affiliated with the Black Cup. Accordingly, I, a member of Paraden’s action squad, infiltrated the Black Cup and carried out the mission to monitor them. There was. Edgar was one of the men of interest. But, Hound, you murdered that Edgar. In the name of Paraden, I demand an explanation from you.”
true harash.
Paraden.
It was the moment when the two groups who drove the darkness from the continent faced each other for the first time.
“As for what happened-“
“The kid is missing.”
What a fool.
It was a thought that struck Max the moment he saw the newest member of the Hound.
just as expected.
The narrow-eyed kid opened his mouth at the last minute, unable to grasp the situation even when Paraden’s name came out.
In the current situation, it is only natural that the head of the hounds or, at least, those close to him speak.
Marx thought.
I don’t know what the hell the hunting dog, which is highly regarded even in Paraden, had in mind to hire such an idiot.
“hmm?”
After that, the hounds were looking at him with strange expressions.
like holding back a laugh.
We felt like that.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
Max didn’t know why the hounds did that.