Chapter 69 : Chapter 69
Chapter 69: Russia’s S-Class Assassin (3)
Killer.
Although called an assassin.
In fact, Baenov knew better than anyone that he was just a murder devil.
S-Class.
An Awakened with the power of a god.
Just subduing monsters in dungeons.
Belonging to the country, and becoming national power, he received contracts countless times that would let him live without worrying about money for the rest of his life.
Gates, Dungeons, Towers.
When something that A-Ranks alone couldn't handle appeared, he spat looking at the President bowing his head asking him to enter the dungeon just that once so a Dungeon Break wouldn't occur.
Money, status, power.
Because this void wasn't filled with such things.
He knew well that it wouldn't be filled even if he killed people.
However, knowing that monsters and such would fill it even less.
He was killing people today as well.
“I intended to kidnap the kids and lure you out……. Just since when did you notice?”
“Since when do you think, from the beginning.”
“From the beginning?”
“So I entered here first. Before you set up that strange barrier.”
Baenov’s eyes gleamed with interest.
Because he had been active on the line of death for a long time, he considered intuition more important than anyone else.
So this emotion was unfamiliar.
Because it felt like all the facts visible in front of his eyes were distorting.
‘He doesn't look strong, so why is he so relaxed?’
He was full of openings.
The legs standing on the ground too.
The hand that he didn’t know whether it was picking his nose or just touching it too.
The eyes meeting his as if indifferent too.
Everything was infinitely light, and had no weight.
Like a person out for a stroll in the neighborhood.
Like a person just met while walking down the street.
He just looked like that.
The atmosphere, actions, expressions, gestures, not a single one bothered him.
Just.
The feeling seen from the body looked like a mercenary who had rolled on the line of death quite a bit, which was suspicious.
And.
It was strange that he was making such a calm expression seeing himself emitting killing intent this much.
There was no way the teacher wouldn't know the killing intent that even the kids noticed and got tense about.
Is it a strategy to maintain composure so as not to get caught being tense on purpose?
Or…….
Grin.
“Are you pretending to be relaxed because you are worried about these children?”
“…….”
He saw the expression of the target, who was making a relaxed expression, stop.
“Must be right. Well, true. To a teacher, the safety of children is the priority. It’s like a lifeline, right? I know well too. Since you could get fired if something happens to the kids…….”
“Why are your words so long. If you speak that long, it’s hard to interpret.”
“My words are long……?”
Come to think of it, just why.
No, more than that, it seems like he is missing something…….
“You, didn’t know I speak Russian either, right?”
“…….”
He wasn’t paying much attention to the fact that they were conversing.
No, he hadn’t been able to pay attention to it.
The assassin finally realized that he had no composure.
“I…… have no composure? Keke, keke!! Hahahaha!!”
While blue pupils swept through the air, the sound of laughter was added.
“Is your Unique Skill running your mouth? Losing composure due to such words is something only second-rates do. Like the kids here.”
Baenov’s gaze headed below his feet.
Two figures.
Two students below his feet were captured in his view.
The ice kid who can speak Russian, with his side torn open.
One student shaking his body while hugging such an ice kid.
Baenov, who captured their eyes in his own, curled his lips.
“I know what you are trying to say, but look at this. Feeling fear is something like this. You see it too, right? The look in these guys’ eyes.”
“…….”
“Guys with fear remaining are weak. Guys whose eyes show they fear death will surely die.”
Baenov’s expression revived.
Because he didn’t fear death.
The day he became an assassin.
Death became his pillow.
The day he killed his lover who was his everything.
He thought he transcended even death.
“No, because there is something to protect. You have to fear death to survive. Because you know life…… life is important.”
So that target who still couldn't get a hold of himself looked pitiful.
“That’s why you guys are weak. Because you only babble such idealistic words.”
Above the half-closed eyes, an expression of victory was built.
“You have to accept without fearing death like me, have to be with death…… to stand above others. That’s why I was granted S-Class.”
The expression of the strong.
Because S-Class is the strongest.
Gods of which there are only 10 in the whole world.
Transcendent.
That there was no way what he said was wrong.
He knew better than anyone.
“Just the Awakened I’ve killed so far exceed 100. If including civilians, maybe over 1000?”
Baenov, who spat out androgynous laughter, captured Jin-ho and Tae-wook who were collapsed in his eyes.
“I will specially taxidermy these kids and…….”
“You are misunderstanding something, you are strong because you killed many? No. While you killed a thousand people, I saved ten thousand people.”
So―.
“You can never beat me.”
As soon as Yoo jin’s voice ended.
Baenov’s knees were stuck into the ground.
Martial arts too.
Skills too.
Without anything reaching.
The S-Class called a Transcendent.
The strongest assassin on Earth.
Knelt down.
***
It was the first time since awakening.
That Baenov’s gaze was at such a low place.
Just what happened?
Why do the collapsed kids look so close.
And why is the human named Yoo jin, the target, at such a high place.
He wasn’t arrogant.
Client.
Because he heard from the Korean Hunter Association President.
That he beat a Korean S-Class.
Although the exact rank wasn’t revealed, that he possesses monster-like power.
So the nickname attached was.
‘Demon King’
So they said…….
Still.
This.
Is not it.
There is no way there is this much difference.
Even assuming they are the same S-Class.
Like this.
Like this…….
Grind!
He discards the request to bring him alive.
Because there is no mercy to spare a human who gave him humiliation.
‘Still to me.’
Baenov melted quickly into the children’s shadows.
And then.
Revealed his appearance from Yoo jin’s shadow.
A technique never seen before.
And unlike when dealing with the kids, erasing both words and presence.
If he returns to the assassin mode to genuinely kill the enemy…….
He can win.
Baenov, who opened his eyes between Yoo jin’s legs, stretched out his hand to pierce the target’s heart.
Faster than a flash of light…….
Shuck!
Splaaaash!!
Red blood soared up like a fountain.
“Is this it? Is this what hurt my students?”
“Uh…… uh…….”
Before he knew it, the target’s face filled his view.
Yoo jin was meeting Baenov’s eyes with his posture lowered.
While holding one hand that had turned like a sword.
Yoo jin, who was turning it this way and that as if touching a toy.
Threw Baenov’s arm on the floor.
“Just…… what happened, just…….”
S-Class.
Transcendent.
On top of that, an assassin.
He was confident in killing people more than anyone.
If judging only by killing, not a frontal confrontation.
He was evaluated to be above any S-Class.
That was Baenov.
Therefore.
Like a child.
He couldn’t understand this situation where he was being done in.
Because he genuinely tried to kill.
Leaving behind the sensation of the right arm that was disappearing more and more.
Baenov’s heart began to beat fast.
The head that had only been hot.
Finally cooling down.
Reflected in reality.
Because it gave him one sole answer.
“You, don’t tell me…… Re…… Return…….”
“Seeing it like this, I think revealing it might be right. That way flies like you won't twist around my students anymore.”
Even though he is this close.
Even though he is at a distance reachable by hand.
Even though the vital point is clearly exposed like this.
The thought that he could kill didn’t occur.
“Why is a Returnee…… hiding his identity and being a teacher…….”
“I never hid my identity. Then, I will ask in reverse. Who ordered it? Just who…….”
Awakened Baenov.
Refusing a contract fee of 4.66 billion rubles.
With a bounty of 300 billion on his head.
A criminal no one in the world could catch.
10 out of 8 billion.
A god with the name Transcendent.
For the first time.
Was feeling fear of death.
“Dared to aim a sword at a Returnee’s world fearlessly.”
***
End of the cave.
At that place where the teachers and Lee Si-wang were gathered.
“Uh?!”
“The barrier…….”
A commotion arose.
Crack!
Space magic that had been unfolded centered on the desk.
The dark energy overlaid on top of it.
As the dark energy that breathed alive like lava disappeared, the sphere-shaped white barrier broke.
At the same time.
Craaack!!
The space magic itself was annihilated.
And what was visible was.
“Teacher Yoo jin!”
“Uh, uh! The kids are there too!”
“Jin-ho!”
Teachers and kids flocked to Yoo jin.
The condition of Kang Tae-wook whom Jin-ho was carrying on his back was critical.
“Just what happened inside. Why such wounds…….”
“Jin-ho, why is Tae-wook like this?”
“What, Kang Tae-wook was done in like this?”
Seong-hyeon and Ye-na.
The twins couldn’t close their mouths looking at Tae-wook.
“Instead of me…….”
Jin-ho’s voice was heard, but the students’ gazes were gathered in one place.
“Let’s call it even for the punishment with this.”
Although they couldn't understand exactly what he was saying.
The kids had no choice but to nod their heads.
Thud!
Without even placing a gaze on the flocked people.
Yoo jin put down, almost throwing, something he was carrying on his shoulder on the ground.
“Report this guy to the Association…… no, anywhere, and please take Tae-wook and Jin-ho to the hospital.”
“No, Teacher Yoo jin! What happened inside…….”
Lee Si-wang blocking Jin Tae-jin’s front.
Jin Tae-jin wouldn’t know.
That Lee Si-wang just saved his life.
Lee Si-wang approached Yoo jin and asked.
“Re…… No, where are you going, Teacher Yoo jin.”
“I have a place to stop by. I will…… be back soon, so please take care of the kids.”
He is a consistent person.
Speaking informally.
Openly ignoring.
Killing roughly.
Bothering people annoyingly.
At least in matters regarding students.
“He probably doesn’t even know he bowed his head to me…….”
Even what expression he is making.
Like that.
Yoo jin, making an expression that suited a Demon King the best in the world, left the spot.
***
Yoo jin left the cave.
When 5 minutes had passed.
Seoul.
Korea Hunter Association Headquarters.
Top floor.
A knock sounded in the office reminiscent of a penthouse.