Solo Swordmaster

#744. isn’t it like that?

* * *

The body is hot.

My heart is beating.

vision blurs

But I couldn’t stop.

Because now she was being chased.

She could defeat quite a few criminals with her bare hands, but it wasn’t just criminals who were pursuing her now.

A stronger and more dangerous enemy.

Because they had enough power to call themselves the losers of the world.

so you know

That everything is useless.

Even if they run away to the end of the world, they will find themselves and stop them.

But…

Sreuk.

“…!”

The moment the pursuer appeared.

She gritted her teeth.

Because I knew it the moment I saw it.

This pursuer is the culprit who made him escape, whom no one in the world considered an adversary, and a hateful and resentful opponent.

that it is their home.

So according to that anger.

The moment she swung her claws with all her might-.

* * *

Charlotte.

No, Black Dog opened his eyes.

And in a strangely cozy yet painful feeling, I blankly stared at the ceiling and muttered.

“I’m really going to die like this.”

No matter how high-end the facilities are.

Like some kind of homeless person, falling asleep on a bench at a shooting range is not enough.

It was a sigh of relief.

Still, I couldn’t help it.

Because she was so tired.

‘It’s not hard, but why is it so hard…?’

To be honest.

The training itself was not harsh.

It is natural for a gunman to fire thousands of rounds. If you can’t do that, it’s hard to be called a gunman.

The problem was Lee.

No matter how many shots you hit.

In the end, it seems that there is no point in not penetrating the armor plate.

Like a stone statue, the calm gaze watching from behind made me feel tremendous pressure every time I fired a gun.

It would have been more comfortable when fighting armoredly.

The desire to hit him several times a day soared.

‘Even if it wasn’t really money…’

…even so, all that desire disappeared when I thought of the additional allowance, and rather, the motivation to work hard surged up.

But what can I do?

This is the power of financial therapy.

The universal cure of money made her move like a zombie again.

Squeak.

But right after that.

she paused.

It was because he realized the existence of the top that covered his body like a blanket and flowed down only after he got up.

A top that was large enough to cover the entire upper body of a model-like tall woman.

who it belongs to

could be recognized at a glance.

It was a top I saw a lot in today’s training.

No, even if it was clothes I had never seen before, I would have been able to recognize them.

I didn’t realize it because I was used to it all the time I was asleep, but it permeated so vividly that I was dizzy just being conscious of it.

The scent naturally seeping from the clothes gave me the answer.

‘How did you feel good…’ I

was half amazed at what the hell this perfume was made of to make it so refreshing and distant.

Half jealous of the president who sprays such precious perfume on his clothes.

The two are exquisitely mixed.

After involuntarily letting out a sigh.

As she was about to put her clothes away, she hesitated.

Then, after making sure that no one was at the shooting range, he looked at the jacket in his hand….

Sneak peek.

He put his nose on his clothes.

‘Umm, that’s nice too.’

Like a sommelier discerning wine.

Or like a dog checking its territory.

At first, she only slightly checked the scent, but as time passed, she brought her nose closer to the top.

But Black Dog didn’t realize that.

I just thought about it inadvertently.

‘…I want one too.’

He already knew that this perfume was a limited edition, with only eight pieces, and that it was so expensive that he would not be able to afford it in his lifetime.

But the more you take it.

With a sweeter scent.

An exhilarating feeling and a hot body.

Above all, a sense of peace and tranquility.

Forgetting even her headaches, intoxicated with the scent, it made her yearn in a hazy mood as if she were dreaming.

I want to have this scent somehow.

literally any way.

For example…

“…Dark dog, what are you doing?”

doing shit

For a moment to harden.

She giggled and turned her head.

Then, when he entered the shooting range and saw a black-haired man with a mysterious face, he fell silent.

10 seconds.

The paralyzed brain is reactivated.

20 seconds.

It grasps the current state and triggers a pupil earthquake.

30 seconds.

My heart races and my face heats up in a different way than before.

After nearly a minute had passed, she was finally released from the rigidity and reflexively opened her mouth.

“Oh don’t get me wrong! This is absolutely not what the boss thinks?!”

“…what is that?”

“So that’s what it is! Something like that!”

“…”

You could say this is broken.

Just stuttering like a lost politician.

Looking at her who couldn’t even make excuses properly, he was silent and eventually let out a sigh.

“I’d rather lie. Why do you have to be honest with things like this, making the listeners even more embarrassed?”

“Because it’s not like that!”

“Yes, yes. Please know that it is not like that.”

“Ugh.”

I’m sure you got the answer you wanted.

Rather, it was the time when Black Dog, who wanted to die due to the increased shame, humiliation and self-defeating, vomited only dying moans.

Something shoved in front of her.

“Now, eat this.”

“…What’s this?”

“What is it? It’s a snack that President Lee brought for the hard-working black dog.”

On the subject of bringing only one sandwich.

It seems like you want to do something special.

She narrowed her eyes as she saw Lee smirking.

“Hey, even if I look like this, I’m on the picky side, right? If you think you’re going to eat even these crappy sandwiches just because you’re hungry, you’re making a big mistake…

”

“I’ll eat well, boss!”

Bang!

It was a moment.

Black Dog put the sandwich Lee was holding into his mouth.

Is it because it is so hasty?

He even bit off his fingers at once, but she didn’t care.

It wasn’t often that I had the opportunity to eat Leviathan’s food for free, which I couldn’t buy because it was expensive.

Especially since Lee’s offer to provide lodging because of the cost of food was a waste, she negotiated to pay for it with money and filled it with food she had prepared in advance.

“…!”

and that moment.

Black Dog was shocked by shooting stars in his eyes.

Finely chopped lobster meat, crispy lettuce, crispy beef tongue, bacon, savory cheese, and refreshing pickles.

All kinds of fresh ingredients, the wine-simmered sauce, and the secret taste created a fantastic harmony, giving her a thrill like a firecracker exploding.

‘This is the taste of 100 dollars…!’

Would a zombie eat rich man’s meat for the first time in his life after eating only poor poor people?

The result of going crazy and chewing the sandwich.

Still, Black Dog, who ate the fairly large sandwich in the blink of an eye, suddenly muttered:

‘But no.’

obviously delicious

It is so delicious that I want to eat only this for the rest of my life.

But even though her tongue and instincts were feeling the emotion, her heart and will were whispering.

This is not it.

‘But it might be the closest so far…’

Maybe the reason he couldn’t even go near it was because he avoided too expensive food.

Even while muttering in my heart.

When Black Dog licks his appetite.

Lee, who had been silently looking at her, opened his mouth.

“Now that we ate snacks, let’s start again.”

“… to start over? training?”

“of course.”

“But it’s time for me to get off work soon?”

“If you lost a few hours sleeping, you should make up for it.”

“No, that’s…”

The boss made me train too hard, so I collapsed, so I wondered if I should be given paid sick leave.

towards her who was about to rebel.

Li smiled and held out her hand.

“What is that?”

While he ecstatically eats a sandwich.

Seeing Lee’s finger, which had been chewed together and left with saliva and teeth marks, all she could do was quietly

avert her eyes and mumble.

“…I will work hard.”

* * *

So many days.

Li continued to train her.

But is it good or bad? He didn’t just keep shooting at Black Dog.

“Hmm, it looks like you’re having trouble concentrating.”

“It’s easy… how do you pierce the armor of an armored personnel carrier with a regular bullet?”

“I did.”

“That’s the boss is weird.”

Black Dog grumbled inwardly.

This person, Lee, is actually a high-level player or has a special item.

Otherwise, such nonsense would never have been possible.

I looked at her like that.

Li suddenly said.

“You don’t have to focus only on penetrating.”

“…what did you mean by that again? Could it be that you trained me to mutt up until now?”

“The direction of concentration means many.”

“…?”

“For example, what do you think would happen if you focused on feeling and moving your body like armor and believing yourself to be armor?”

“Wouldn’t that be a great asshole?”

“No, it will actually be able to exert the same power as armor.”

“You want me to believe that now?”

“Because it’s true whether you believe it or not.”

bone to skeleton.

muscle to wire.

heart as engine.

skin as a glove.

If you think, believe, and act, even with your bare hands, you can equalize with armor or surpass it.

Lee, who spoke calmly, added one more word.

“Of course, not everyone can do it by focusing. You have to know the right way.”

Even if you become an armor yourself.

There is no guarantee that it will be properly armored.

Someone might break an arm trying to make a wire that’s too strong.

Someone might have a heart attack while trying to increase engine power.

Even if it is exquisitely balanced, a very minor difference will make a difference whether it will be a scrap armor or a legendary armor.

That’s why the right way is so important.

“Above all, that talent and hard work has to follow.”

No matter how good you know.

As long as you have great concentration.

Not everyone can turn will into reality.

If that were possible, all psychopaths would have become superhuman.

So, the important thing is to properly nurture your talents in the right way.

Watching him speak calmly, Black Dog made a strange expression.

“You mean I have that talent?”

“okay. You have talent.”

“…”

“That’s also an all-around talent that can become anything if you want to.”

Could it be because of the unexpected praise?

When Black Dog stutters, unable to find where to look, feeling embarrassed.

Lee opened his mouth again.

“In that sense, I would ask.”

“what?”

“Why are you using a pistol?”

“…what’s wrong with a gunman using a pistol?”

“It’s not that it’s bad.”

He shook his head.

Then he looked at her with calm eyes and spoke.

“I just thought a rifle would suit you better.”

I’ve only used pistols so far.

It was when she inadvertently frowned at the meaningless words recommending a rifle she had never held before.

A visitor came.

“I have something to report to the guest.”

“What is it?”

Is it because there is nowhere to knock because the place is a shooting range?

Once inside, the manager bowed politely and answered Lee’s question plainly.

“It looks like we found the culprit who sent the previous blackmail letter.”