I Became a Hunter with the Heavenly Slaughter Star Trait. - Chapter 20

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Episode 20

Episode 20

Narin thought to herself.

‘What absolutely rotten luck.’

Even though she deliberately enters the Tower alone.

For some reason, she always encounters fellow elves or other races.

That was Narin’s complaint.

Elven society with its clear hierarchy.

Strictly speaking, Narin was a rookie.

A greenhorn who had just started Tower conquest.

So when she encountered fellow elves in the Tower.

It was safe to say they were all Narin’s superiors.

Of course.

Experience could be crushed with skill.

Narin’s abilities were also outstanding.

However.

Due to entry count restrictions.

Her leveling up was just slow.

At the same level?

There wouldn’t be many fellow elves who could overwhelm Narin.

But.

“Narin, you take the front.”

Right now, Narin was.

Strictly speaking, a private.

At best, a private first class.

“Understood.”

In a state where she had no choice but to obey orders.

‘Such weaklings.’

Not only various traps.

But the front where the probability of encountering threatening other races was high.

It was obvious what they were thinking by putting Narin in front.

If she lacked skill?

A meat shield.

If she had skill?

A guard dog.

Either way, it wasn’t the role Narin wanted.

‘Pathetic.’

Once upon a time.

Elves were called the strongest race.

But at some point.

They became obsessed only with earning achievement points.

Elves were no longer.

The fearsome rulers of the battlefield.

That all races feared.

Despicable point loan sharks.

Nothing more,

nothing less,

it had been quite a while since they became that.

Of course.

Elves were still strong.

Among the best in the dimension.

But….

‘What meaning does that even have?’

Though it wasn’t the time to be lost in trivial thoughts.

Narin unconsciously wore a cynical expression.

Perhaps.

Narin herself had also lost something called tension.

‘But surely, back then….’

Narin recalled the Hide and Seek Map.

No, to be precise.

The strange human she met on the Hide and Seek Map.

Who slaughtered the Seeker to death.

The immortal monster that ‘even gods cannot kill’.

With a shabby orc’s sword.

A being whose humanity was questionable.

In front of that existence.

She felt tension for the first time in a while.

No, fear.

-Shiver….

Just recalling it again.

Was enough to send chills down her spine.

At the time, she couldn’t even properly file a report.

Even if she said the Seeker died and she returned.

No one would believe it.

They’d probably think she was in a ‘frenzy’ state and throw her in an underground prison.

But Narin knew.

What she witnessed.

Was not a hallucination caused by frenzy.

‘If I could meet that existence once more….’

Even Narin herself didn’t know what she wanted to do.

Nevertheless, she wanted to meet again.

That overwhelming existence.

-Rustle.

“Someone’s there.”

The moment Narin turned her head.

Raiseur, who had the highest level, spoke first.

‘Stupid.’

It was stupidity that made her want to sigh.

In a situation where they didn’t even know who the opponent was.

To deliberately speak out loud first.

What if they heard that sound and ran away.

Or attacked first?

Of course.

Most elves don’t think about ‘being attacked’.

They had always been in the position of the strong.

So that’s probably why she spoke so carelessly.

In fact.

It was a mistake Narin could have easily made too.

Narin would have made the same mistake.

“I was getting bored anyway.”

Taking out his bow and arrows.

“Shall we go rabbit hunting?”

Raiseur smiles.

The other two elves also draw their weapons.

“Narin.”

The sound of clicking his tongue.

“You drive the rabbit out.”

“…Yes.”

Narin quietly muffled her footsteps.

She advanced through the thicket.

To think that after entering the Tower,

she’d be doing rabbit driving.

‘She doesn’t know how to hide her tracks.’

Narin followed the footprints.

The movements seemed quite swift,

but the traces remained, making them easy to follow.

Judging by the size of the footprints,

it wasn’t a goblin or orc.

Just medium size.

-Crack!

It seems she followed well.

The sound of a tree branch breaking came from right beside her.

-Swooooosh!!!!

As Narin immediately swung her sword to cut down the tall grass,

“Huh!”

The grass fell rustling down.

“…!!”

The ‘rabbit’ revealed itself.

“Well done, Narin!”

“You finally found your use!”

“Now get out of the way!”

Unlike Narin who stood frozen,

the three elves grinned and rushed toward their prey.

“N-no, don’t…!”

Before Narin could stop them,

-Swooooosh!!!!

Like grass falling rustling down,

“Urk!”

“Guk!”

“Kuk!”

The three elves fell rustling down.

Stiff as logs.

-Thud!

-Thud!

-Thud!

Before Narin could properly grasp what had happened,

-Splurt!

-Splurt!

-Splurt!

Hot blood splattered even onto Narin’s face.

Soon after.

-Roll roll!

-Thump! Thump!

Heads rolled to Narin’s feet.

And.

-Crunch!

A man.

“You….”

Stepped on Raiseur’s dirt-covered head.

“What are you?”

It was the human.

Who had brutally killed the Seeker.

* * *

If you meet an elf, avoid them at all costs.

This was a fact that all humans knew.

No, not just humans.

A fact that all races knew.

Since there’s no hope in fighting them,

just avoid them unconditionally.

Beautiful appearance.

If you’re deceived by their eloquent speech,

something truly terrible awaits you.

Never let your guard down.

I received the same education.

If you meet an elf,

avoid them at all costs.

Of course.

I had the Thousand Deaths.

The ability to kill anything.

But?

That didn’t mean I was invincible.

And,

I had never encountered elves before.

The reason to avoid elves

wasn’t simply because elves were strong.

If we’re talking about strength, there are plenty of strong races among others.

However.

No other race

was as warlike as elves,

or as cruel as elves.

Massacrers.

Races that had already suffered near-genocide at the hands of elves

called elves ‘massacrers.’

Human-type races that looked somewhat similar to elves

didn’t suffer systematic genocide,

but dying after encountering elves

There were countless numbers of them.

‘Damn it…’

So, I didn’t particularly want to stand out either.

Not so much because I was scared.

If I acted wrongly,

Like when the elves carried out their orc extermination policy.

If they carried out a human extermination policy…

It would be absolutely terrible.

‘I’m lucky I spotted them first.’

Let’s avoid them.

They’re a race that’s no good to encounter.

I’m not avoiding them because I’m scared!

I’m avoiding them because they’re disgusting!

Shit!

It’s the same as avoiding shit!

“I was getting bored anyway…”

“Rabbit hunting…”

While the elves were talking about something.

I quietly moved my steps in the opposite direction.

Let’s avoid them.

Let’s avoid them!

Fortunately, it was jungle terrain thick with various plants.

So it was good for hiding my body.

Between the thickets.

Between the trees.

Quietly.

As I carefully walked away,

-Swooooosh!!!

Surprisingly,

The grass that had grown tall enough to cover my head.

All fell down at once with a rustling sound.

And,

On the other side.

Stood an elf so beautiful it took my breath away.

“Gasp!”

No, I was definitely going in the opposite direction!

How did she appear in front of me faster than I could move?

My confusion was brief.

-Tingle!

I felt a painfully sharp sensation on the top of my head.

It felt like getting goosebumps.

Or like static electricity sparking.

Along with that strange feeling.

-Slide.

My hand.

-Click.

Was already touching the dagger.

“Well done, Narin!”

“You finally found your use!”

“Now get out of the way!”

Voices each tinged with joy.

And felt between those voices.

‘Killing intent’.

The tingling sensation on my scalp.

Was because of those bastards’ killing intent.

Until now,

Neither the ratman.

Nor the lizardman.

Nor the vampire.

Orcs, werewolves, cyborgs, krikkers…

None of those races.

Had ever emitted such strong killing intent.

Was that why?

My body moved faster than before.

Gripping the sword hilt.

Drawing it from the sheath.

And swinging the sword.

It was as if everything happened simultaneously.

-Swooooosh!!!

Exchanging daggers with Cha Ye-rin.

Was a very good decision.

Unlike the orc’s tattered sword.

This incredibly sturdy dagger,

Without catching on anything,

Very lightly.

“Urk!”

“Gak!”

“Kuk!”

Slashed the elves’ throats.

Naturally.

Since I was trying to cut three at once.

Completely severing their heads was impossible.

I only cut halfway below their chins.

However.

Wasn’t this a ‘paralysis attribute’ dagger?

-Thud!

-Thud!

-Thud!

The three elves, paralyzed stiff,

Fell over like logs.

Oof.

They hit face-first.

Just watching it looks painful.

-Thump!

I quickly,

Climbed on top of the middle one who had the strongest killing intent.

And.

-Stab!

Plunged the blade straight into his throat.

-Crunch!

Along with the sound of neck bones shattering.

-Tick….

Time.

-Tock….

Begins to flow slowly.

[Killing Time] activated.

I climbed onto the body of the one on the left.

-Tick….

-Stab!!

And once again, I plunge the blade in.

-Tock….

With this, once more.

[Killing Time] activated.

Finally climbing onto the body of the one on the right.

-Tick….

Huh?

This one was following me with its eyes.

It must be just an instant.

Did it max out its agility stats?

‘Well, doesn’t matter.’

-Stab!!

It only managed to twitch its fingertips slightly.

-Tock….

After instantly tearing off the heads of the three elves.

‘Ah, right.’

I notice belatedly.

Due to the effect of [Killing Time],

appearing as if frozen,

the first elf I encountered.

‘I need to finish that one off too….’

I walked step by step.

Toward the remaining elf.

But.

‘Something’s different?’

From this last elf.

I don’t sense any ‘killing intent.’

The role-playing level of killing intent I felt from the other three….

I don’t feel it at all.

Rather, a panicked face.

No,

A face filled with ‘fear.’

Even.

As if trying to stop the other elves.

It’s frozen in the act of reaching out its hand.

‘Strange.’

Aren’t elves.

A race with disgustingly cruel nature?

But why is this one….

The moment that thought crossed my mind.

The effect of [Killing Time] ended.

-Roll roll roll….

-Thud, thud!

The severed heads roll across the floor.

-Squish!

I step on one of them.

“You….”

I point my blade at the still ‘living’ elf.

“What are you?”

The already pale elf’s face.

Loses all color.

Almost like a vampire.

“I, I am….”

A trembling voice.

What’s this?

It’s not speaking in that arrogant tone like those guys earlier?

“I, I, I, I am….”

At this rate, it’ll bite its tongue.

Maybe.

Is this one lacking something upstairs?

“Hah….”

Right.

There could be deficient ones among elves too.

Tsk tsk, I click my tongue.

-Thud!!

It suddenly drops to its knees.

So hard I wonder if its kneecaps shattered.

And then.

-Smack!!!

The elf slams its forehead straight to the ground.

“I’ve been dying to meet you!!!”

“…Huh?”

This bastard.

It really is lacking something.

You’re right, he’s lacking.

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