Headhunting (1)

“Cool…”

My heart is hot.

A cold feeling of heat crept into her bare, pierced chest.

“Did you finish…”

When I raised my head with difficulty, I saw the dead body of the beast right in front of my nose.

I laughed out loud when I saw the blood flowing from the bullet-pierced head.

“The wound is deep! Quickly…quickly stop the bleeding!”

“No no···.”

“Recovery magic… no, bring the elixir!!”

The colleague was bewildered.

I felt a warm feeling wrapped around my punctured chest and a hand holding my head.

It was the hands of my colleagues who were trying to save me.

Spray the precious elixir, and the healer will scrape the mana all the way to the floor to infuse recovery.

But I could tell. I’m wrong now

I stretched out my increasingly cold hand and shook off their recovery.

I didn’t want to waste their strength on such a futile revival.

“…That’s it. You guys know best what a fatal wound is.”

“Shut up! Do you think I’ll let you die!?”

“·······.”

“I will save it.

There was water mixed in with his voice.

Even if you shout in anger, they will know too.

That I can’t be revived.

“Why……. Why the hell is that…”

“Because this is my job.”

We walked around the battlefield for a long time.

A magical beast from another world that suddenly appeared. In order to protect the weak humanity in front of their mighty power, we have crossed countless dead lines, crossing countless battlefields.

It was our job to kill the demons, and it was our destiny to save mankind from extinction.

I just did what was given to me.

“It was our job too! But why are you dying!!”

“Because I’m the captain.”

“······!”

And I was their captain.

He was the one who led, and he was the one who took responsibility.

More than anything, he was the least regretful person here.

Compared to me who lost both my family and my lover in Masu, these people are still alive.

If he was going to die, it would have been better for the one who had nothing left to die.

“It’s done. This is it…”

After passing through countless battlefields, we arrived at the final battleground.

I killed and killed countless demon beasts, and killed their leader with a lethal bullet exchanged for my heart.

You can tell just by looking at the blaring walkie-talkie nearby.

The war is over.

“Cool… live well. Live well as much as you have suffered so far.”

“·······.”

they were speechless

Realizing that I couldn’t save him, I just shook my head.

“Don’t feel guilty. It’s my choice, and I have no regrets.”

“·······.”

“Now the war is over. Go back… and live the life you want to live.”

There is a person who tried to get married after the war.

There is a person who wanted to return to his hometown and become a farmer.

There are also people who have tried to take care of orphaned children.

There were also people who wanted to continue a peaceful life with their families.

That’s what they are.

People who have a reason to live unlike me who has nothing.

Knowing their dreams, there was no hesitation in throwing one’s body at the last moment.

‘This is enough…’

There was a time when I stood up just to kill a witch, without any transcendental powers or mystical abilities.

There was a time when I hated the Witchbeast who took away my family so much that I had no strength whatsoever, and I was left with only hatred.

In order to kill the Witchbeast, I did anything.

He cut his lifespan in order to receive a small amount of mana, and made plans tens of thousands of times to kill one demon.

I had to do my best to do something that others would end with just a knife.

As time passed, I became a person who did not know anything about the Witchbeast before I knew it.

There was no battleground that they couldn’t break through, and there was no monster they couldn’t fight and win.

Humanity called me a genius of strategy, and the Witchbeast called me a prepared messenger.

It was a fierce life, a foolish life.

Although he enjoyed glory and honor, it was a lonely and exhausting life.

In this world with no place to rely on, I had such a lonely fight.

“Now… I want to rest.”

Loneliness and helplessness.

I didn’t want to face any more.

When they find their happiness, I want to sleep here quietly.

“I’ll sleep for a little while… Go first.”

The eyelids were heavy.

The pain went away and consciousness faded.

The sense of reaching death was so unfamiliar and distant.

“···thank you.”

“I won’t forget.”

“never···.”

“I will remember…”

I was able to laugh at their last greeting.

It’s fortunate that the last thing he gave me was a smile, not tears.

It was hard, foolish, exhausting, and painful, but I was able to laugh.

This is where my history ends.

Close your eyes and sink into darkness.

I embraced the approaching end in the name of death.

So, I should have died.

It must have been so…

[‘The Most Holy Heaven’ watches over you]

what.

[Tutorial complete]

what are you talking about

what the hell is this

[From now on, the ‘headhunting’ protocol begins]

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