I Became the Villain’s Childhood Friend

57 – [2] Terrorist

#057

“What, what? What do you mean?”

“bang? Bang?”

“What is the sound outside the west window— what the f*ck!!!”

Clink!

The windows shattered out of nowhere and a dusty wind blew through the hallway.

The wind pressure was so harsh and the dust was so thick that the whole place turned into a mess.

I couldn’t see ahead as if there was a thick fog.

My mouth was filled with the sensation of chewing sand and soil.

Coughs were heard everywhere, and screams of confusion rang out.

I moved to get out immediately.

The problem was, with my blurry vision, I could only barely see someone’s shoulders or feet.

In the end, he strengthened his eyesight by delicately gathering mana with his eyes.

I thought I had to save my mana, but it was inevitable in this situation.

Along with a sense of refreshment, the dust between yellow and gray was lifted to some extent.

It wasn’t professional magic, so it didn’t even feel clean.

Still, just being able to discern things this much was enough.

I walked through the sunlight filtering through the windows and the glittering dust.

Kwah-!!!

A louder sound than before, an unprecedented vibration shook the floor.

Also, strong winds hit the hallway once more.

“Kyaaak!”

“Who is there?! Help!”

“I can’t see anything ahead!”

Numerous objects were scattered, dust was pushed in, and people rolled on the floor.

I looked out the window, barely keeping my balance.

“What the f*ck… … .”

A pillar of fire was beyond the line of sight.

It was like a scene of high-powered bombs exploding and flames raging.

Of course, the area was either a muddy field or a roaring fire.

The bigger problem was that the pillar of fire that created this disaster was not one.

It was an unrealistic reality that so many large-scale magics were activated.

“It’s not wrong to enter next year… … ?”

Why the hell did this happen when I was taking the exam?

Think about how bad your luck is to go through this.

Thinking of how to get out of this situation.

I almost went into mental bankruptcy in an instant.

He said he would become a Hunter, and if it wasn’t for his strong determination, he might have collapsed.

I frowned, spit out dust, and moved with difficulty.

And it wasn’t long before I stopped.

“Hey, hee hee… … uh, where is this… … .”

A woman in the foreground.

Shannon fumbles up and down the wall in confusion.

“Ah, ah… … ! f*ck my hand… … !”

A man around Shannon.

A world tree fanatic who couldn’t even rip the scroll because the glass panes were stuck in both of his palms.

It was okay to leave it like this and run away.

If you run away with your psychic powers maxed out, you’ll be able to get out of the explosion range at once.

But then, what about Shannon?

Can Shannon survive without dying?

If you follow the story of the game, you will survive no matter what.

As long as he survives, he will induce the main character to follow the story as it is in the gray zone.

However, it was a situation that was not specified within the gray zone now.

The current situation itself could have been a hidden setting or story, or it could have been a turning point that went wrong at some point.

To live or die, it was very uncertain.

If I run away from here and Shannon really dies… … .

her future friend.

I couldn’t even predict what the main character would become.

If Shannon wasn’t there and he wasn’t as human as he was at the beginning of the game, that would be a problem.

Maybe I should have been covered in the main character’s poop.

It couldn’t have been that much.

It was because I was always a decent hunter’s vessel, not a hunter’s vessel to see a happy ending.

Suffering had to be the main character.

I didn’t want to roll around like a dog like the main character of Gray Zone.

Judgment came quickly.

I looked at my wrist.

[Life force: 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙]

[Shield: 🔵🔵🔵🔵🔵]

The shield was still full.

Chances of dying are small.

So low risk, low return.

But when you run away.

“High risk, low return.”

It was clearly more likely to survive if I intervened than if I left it unattended.

It seems too conclusive, but it was so to judge with insufficient information.

I chose the adventure.

She quickly approached Shannon, who was a wizard and didn’t even use sight-enhancing magic.

“ah… … ? You were doing really well earlier… … .”

Fortunately, the face is remembered.

Then there wouldn’t be any need for warriors.

“Don’t look elsewhere. Run unconditionally over there right now and run away.”

“to… … Yes… … ? escape?”

“If you go straight that way, there is an exit! Don’t hesitate, run away quickly!”

Shannon was forced to push.

I sent her to the end of the hallway, forcing herself to look at my face.

Then, he turned his head.

I looked at the World Tree fanatic.

Still standing up, he painstakingly pulls out the glass stuck in his palm.

A scroll fell beside him.

had to stop

approached quietly and quietly.

“uh?”

I immediately kicked the scroll away.

The zealot who pulled all the glass from both palms looked this way.

It was a time when I was not even aware of the current situation.

I raised my senses to suppress time.

The scattering of yellow dust slowed down.

The wind flow was distorted.

I began to read his gaze, breathing, and movements.

It was the moment when his pupils widened.

I grabbed his right arm.

“What the hell—”

There was no hesitation.

He kicked his knee and hit his arm joint.

Kwadeuk.

His arm joints were bizarrely twisted and broken.

“Ouch! my arms! my arm!!!”

But this wasn’t the end.

I could have torn the scroll attached to my body as a resistance.

Ignoring the screams, I weakly pumped magic into my legs.

After temporarily strengthening his legs, he quickly kicked the zealot in the knee.

Similarly, the joint twisted in the opposite direction with a clicking sound.

He collapsed and fell to the floor full of shards of glass.

A guy who has seizures from the pain of being trampled on.

Even so, he hurriedly tried to find the scroll, as if he had not forgotten his duty.

But it was futile.

The exploding scroll fell far away and the dust slowly settled, still obscuring the view.

If I knew how to use magic, I would try even weak resistance.

There was not even a single pound of room for that.

“Yes, is there any way to send high-quality personnel to commit a suicide bombing?”

Guys who have nothing but faith.

There was a reason why I couldn’t resist properly even though I broke my joints.

That’s why I grabbed the fanatic’s intact arm.

I wrapped my palms and wrists carefully and twisted them straight away to break them.

“aaagh! aaagh! aaagh!”

Now the fanatic has become an asshole with only one leg intact.

Even so, the scrolls attached to various parts of her body were still threatening.

If I had to use the glass to tear it apart, it would be a problem in its own right.

He wrapped his arm around the fanatic’s neck, who couldn’t even stand up.

“Kek, kehehehe… … ! Can’t I just let go… … ! I, who I am—”

“what?”

“Sword Master’s Squire! A knight belonging to the great Germanic nation of the world tree race! Representative of the World Tree—Kwaaa!”

“And go to Hell and meet the Ng World Tree!”

In that state, he lifted his neck as if to press it.

Because I was much taller, I was hung like a fanatic being hanged.

Whenever they were bored, they had the experience of strangling a thousand horses with their arms behind them or facing each other with their arms, so there was no clumsiness.

He even shed tears and struggled, but was neutralized by my professional actions.

“Everyone, run away quickly! Terrorists will be dealt with by me!”

I shouted at the people who were still confused.

While their throats were tightly tightened, people gradually left the test site, relying on their slightly clearer vision.

It could have been dangerous outside, but it was just as dangerous here.

It would have been much better to go outside and run away.

It was around the time I didn’t know how much I screamed.

The fanatic slumped as if his entire body had lost strength.

The rest, so droopy.

He stuck out his tongue and even rolled his eyes.

It was ugly.

I ended up twisting his neck and threw him to the floor.

“Huh, I almost got f*cked.”

It was fortunate that the broken glass saved time.

Without it, a lot of people would have died.

“First of all, what should I do to scroll?”

It was no different from an explosive substance, so there was nothing good about leaving it there.

Thinking of the next action was the story after the recovery.

I removed the scrolls one by one from the cold corpse.

The carefully recovered scrolls were neatly stacked on the floor.

I took several shots of the center of the neatly stacked scrolls with a piece of glass.

I wondered what the heck he was doing, but it wasn’t without reason.

Blue particles flowed weakly from the scroll, absorbed into the body, and then slowly stopped.

It seemed like the power to the machine had been cut off, but it was true that the scroll was actually broken.

It was an act of shattering the scroll into scraps and absorbing the magic inside.

I wanted to do something just to recover my mana, but it wasn’t that I didn’t want to break the scroll.

However, high-powered scrolls were difficult to use and they were destroyed because they did not know what would happen if they were stolen.

If you destroy it, at least it won’t lead to a bigger disaster.

Afterwards, I approached the last scroll I had set aside.

The moment he reached for the scroll that had fallen on the floor.

A shadow fell and someone picked up the scroll earlier than me.

“Oh, there are people who haven’t gone yet.”

I thought everyone had run away as soon as the dust settled, but there was still a student remaining.

I raised my head to explain why this scroll had to be destroyed.

“Excuse me, could you give me that scroll… … .”

And I couldn’t speak any more.

It was because the sense of uneasiness soared momentarily.

“… … blond hair?”

A blonde like the one who fell on the floor.

I rolled my eyes down, thinking that maybe it wasn’t.

The ominous signs were always right.

At the end of the desperate, there was a torn scroll.

“The world tree will be blessed.”

A reality as extreme as a cold voice.

The backup staff was an unexpected presence.