I Became a Munchkin Who Hides His Academy Powers

50 – Cynia and empty bag (1)

tease someone

It wasn’t easy.

Even if it was necessary for clearing a quest or for my peaceful and prosperous life.

Even though I’ve become a disgusting blind-eyed bastard now.

My essence was to be a desirable member of society living in the modern age as a person with a friendly, warm, humane, delicate and ethical sensibility.

I said it all, to the extent that I thought about doing separate collections, donating or volunteering several times.

Do you think that I’m teasing someone?

‘oh. It is not easy.’

The negative complex emotions that come from the act of teasing someone, that is, envy.

It was quite difficult to endure that cockiness even though I had a strong mentality as a characteristic.

But if it was Harasin, the story would be different.

Most of Harasin’s were undoubtedly low-end human scum.

Defending these guys was a good deed comparable to donations or volunteer work.

If these guys were tired, that day would be ‘I think I had a good time today?’ All you have to do is stop all your actions, pour Coke Flax on the chicken, stretch out your feet and go to sleep.

and.

In Harasin, the followers who follow the ‘Retracting Arm’, the axis of the Eight Arms, were especially scum.

Harasin is a group, but even within it, it is largely divided into eight factions following the eight leaders, the eight arms.

Reaping arms, these guys were the worst of the eight sects.

Worshiping the god created by the people called ‘the one who reaps’, he committed all sorts of pseudo-acts – because that pseudo-act was nothing other than human sacrifice.

When it comes to human sacrifice, it is also a black magician, and the human sacrifice these black magicians do is for demons that actually exist.

Human life is sacrificed, but at least it is not ‘wasted’.

It is similar to how a beast eats a human.

However, in that the human sacrifice of the arms to be harvested was for a fake god, a fake god created by Ji-deul to hit Seol-jeong’s daughter, it could be seen as a 100% pure waste of human life and a completely meaningless murder.

Even religious activities are unnecessarily zealous.

It was safe to say that most of the disappearances in Arien were related to these guys.

Then one day, as if these guys were giving special pet food, the human sacrifice was changed to the nobles of District 1-

That was the moment when players first encountered a group called Harashin.

As such.

The retractable arm is one of the representative villain groups that players become hostile to from the beginning, and it was one of the few guys I could harm with ease.

‘see… ‘

According to the setting, Arien is the largest and freest city in the world.

Is it because it is the largest and most free?

The underworld in Arien was bigger than any other city in the world.

There were slums in the sunless areas of the city of Arien, and this was the back world of Arien.

aka back alley.

In the back alley, people who were not welcomed in Arien gathered and formed a home.

The poor can’t afford to live even in District 5, where the standard of living is the lowest.

Outlaws and mercenaries who ran away from Arien’s rules and regulations.

And all kinds of heterogeneous people who are discriminated against just for their existence.

Criminals above all.

The place I’m heading to right now is the back alley where the distribution of those criminals is relatively low, and the risk of those criminals is also relatively low! It was ‘Moss Street’, which belongs to the safe side.

On that moss street, ‘Edoni with Long Nails’, the direct master of the Reaping Arm faction, was actively engaged in activities while hiding his true identity.

Right now, there must be at least one missing person a day in Moss Street.

It was evidence that Edoni was engaged in vigorous religious activities.

Edoni’s external identity is ‘Empty Bag’, the solver of the most influential crime syndicate ‘Laccar’ in Moss Street.

From now on, I’m going to grind that empty bag as my ‘right hand’.

going to make a feat.

Through that feat, I intend to make the ‘true Harasin’, the fictional group I created by referring to Ledar, into a real group.

insurance.

This is the effect I can get through these works.

What if, when the moment came when I was discovered that I was an assassin, I would say, ‘Actually, Jojin Hara, the true God Hara is me’?

People won’t acknowledge my existence just because of that, but they won’t try to kill and look at me like they did when dealing with other Harasins.

From an undoubted enemy, he becomes a dangerous person who should consider whether he is an enemy or an ally at least once.

It was a necessary process, as I couldn’t prove my innocence through every promise I made, like when I persuaded Ledar.

There.

The empty bag was one of the game’s ‘named enemies’.

It was an enemy that players must eliminate through quests, and above all, among the artifacts it had, it was quite useful.

Insurance, clearing quests in advance, taming, and even the satisfaction of serving society by foreshadowing social evil.

‘Adoni, you lovely fellow. Daddy is leaving now.’

***

Leaving the Rebringer Mansion, I recalled my memories and alerted my senses as much as possible.

How long has it been since you wandered around looking for ‘Moss Street’?

At some point, the surroundings suddenly became dark as if the sun had set.

A back alley, an area rarely exposed to sunlight due to geography and urban structure-

It was proof that he had entered Moss Street.

The air in the back alley was different from District 1.

The stench-laden, damp air hit the tip of his nose incessantly.

Like numbing your nose and helping you adjust to this back alley.

‘Oh, he’s more lively than I thought.’

The atmosphere of Moss Street was distinctly different from the back alley where I first came to Arien and entered by mistake.

If the back alley I entered at that time was like a ‘dungeon entrance’.

Should I say that this place is like a neighborhood where people live?

A lot of people walking through the streets.

It felt similar to the 4th and 5th districts where ordinary people and ordinary people live.

If I had to say the difference from the 4th and 5th districts, it would be that the atmosphere of the passers-by is basically much rougher?

It really felt like an afterlife.

Now you have to find the ‘Empty Bag’ here.

It won’t be difficult.

Although he thoroughly hid his identity as an assassin, he confidently revealed his existence the moment he acted with an empty bag.

‘hmm?’

That time when I was going into the depths of Moss Street.

‘who are you.’

I felt that my existence was captured by someone’s feeling.

＜Ceylon(???)＞

Level: 65

Skill: Unholy Assassination Lv.7 (Legendary)

I was in my current right-hand mode.

Skill level 7 at level 65.

7 star assassin.

Now, as a 7-star assassin, I was completely erasing my presence.

That I’m captured by someone’s feelings?

I immediately identified the owner of the feeling.

Long pink hair that covers one eye.

The playful soft eyes revealed between them, and the smiley impression of the lips that basically hold the line.

It was a familiar face.

‘Cynia?’

Instructor Sinia, who saved me along with our teacher Hess during the academy entrance exam, was sitting in a bar.

Through the window of the tavern, he was looking at me.

once understood

Like Edar and Jena, Sinia was a talented person who reached the 7-star level and reached the realm of a hero.

If it was Cynia, it wouldn’t be strange to find me completely erasing my presence as a 7-star assassin.

‘But why is that person here?’

Sinia was an academy instructor and high-ranking aristocrat, a true resident of District 1.

But at this time, what was he doing drunk in the back alley, especially in the bar?

‘ah.’

At that time, a setting for Cynia came to mind.

[So why are you chasing Shinia?]

[because…]

[Why is Sinia chasing Harasin…]

[What is the reason Harasin is being chased by Sinia…]

[Say no, you 10 year olds]

For some reason, Sinia was tracking Harasin.

If that’s the case, it would explain why I was interested in my assassination talent.

Being in a pub in a back alley at this time was also explained.

“…”

And now, while pretending to look away from me-

It was also explained that he was still heading towards the feeling.

Cynia told me-

Showed interest in the right arm.

Perhaps, it seemed that he had read the connection with Harasin from his right arm, who had now erased his traces with assassination techniques.

I took my eyes off Sinia and moved on.

However, Cynia’s spirit is still clearly felt.

‘What should I do with this?’

Let me think about the treatment of the unexpected pursuer for a while.

‘It just went well.’

Within. came to such a conclusion.

***

“Kkeuk!”

“I’m sorry~”

“Ugh!”

“Excuse me~”

A pub on Moss Street in the back alley.

A woman stepped over the men strewn around her.

One’s wrist was turned, and the other’s arm was turned.

It was a man who put his hand on each of her shoulders and hugged her waist.

They were ruffians who saw a young aristocratic woman of rare beauty in a back alley drinking alone without an escort, and approached them without hesitation.

“Master~ I’m sorry for causing a commotion.”

The eyes of the man called Master widened.

The color of the coin presented by the woman is golden.

She left the tavern after paying dozens of times the amount she drank.

“huh?”

A number of men blocked her way.

“That b*tch…!”

One of the group said, grabbing his little finger.

It was the man who sat down next to her and brushed her hair on the side of her little finger.

He was a member of the criminal organization “Laccar” that controlled Moss Street.

He left the tavern as soon as his finger was pointed at the woman.

Then he went to Lakar’s gang members nearby and told them about the woman who had touched him.

About a defenseless young lady who was clearly a noblewoman, drinking alone without an escort.

chuck.

A tall man at the center of the group took a step forward.

The person in charge of managing multiple taverns in Lakar, ‘Kandal the Axe’.

He was a master of 4 stars.

With an ax at the end of his log-thick right arm, he scratched his thick chin with the other hand and looked at the woman.

It seemed that her glossy pink hair was the only color on this dull street.

In the smiley impression revealed by the bangs that covered one eye, I felt the lively vitality unique to an aristocratic lady.

His eyes were glistening with lust.

His thick lips drew an obnoxious line open.

“My lady, are you at least lost? To wander around such a dangerous place alone.”

“Huh? No? I didn’t lose it. By the way, I’m busy right now, so could you get out of the way?”

Kandal bobbed his head in time with the woman’s voice.

To the rhythm of her lively voice.

The nasty line drawn on Kandal’s mouth grew thicker.

“Oops, it’s a big deal. Lady, what if you walk alone in a dangerous place like this and run into bad guys and end up in a bad way? We’ll show you the way. Let’s go together.”

“hahahahaha, it’s okay, so can you just move away?”

Just as she was about to pass the gang, Kandal winked.

Then one of the gang moved and blocked the gap, in front of her.

ha.

She sighed and looked at Kandal.

“Really. I’m busy right now? Will you get mad at me if I keep doing this?”

It was like a nun in an orphanage admonishing the children.

The gang burst into laughter.

Kandal was the same.

He raised both hands and trembled.

“Oh, how scary!”

Looking at her sad demeanor, Kandal guessed her true identity.

A naive girl who doesn’t know the world.

Why is such a young lady wandering around this back alley, alone and defenseless, without an escort?

Simple.

Uncomfortable living in the stuffy mansion, he tricked the people around him and sneaked out alone.

I believe in the shallow self-defense skills I learned from my family.

nobility? If you touch it, it will be annoying.

Kandal’s reason was appealing to him.

However, when he looks at her defenselessly standing in front of his eyes, the cry of reason is simply buried in the cry of lust.

That was when Kandal licked his lips and tried to approach her.

“Ugh…!”

Someone came up and kicked Kandal in the side.

“What kind of-… Huh?”

A large scar and a mean expression drawn diagonally across his face told us who he was.

It was Henisher, Lacard’s executive.

The moment he saw him, Kandal’s body stiffened.

It wasn’t just because he was in a higher position in the organization than he was.

Henisher was a strong player who reached the level of 6 stars.

No one could go against him in this mossy street.

The same goes for Kandal, who has risen to the level of 4 stars and is invisible in these back alleys.

He servilely looked up at the Henisher who had kicked him.

“Heh, Mr. Henisher. What’s going on here-…billion!”

Hennisher kicked his belly as hard as he could.

“Maw, shut up, stay, this, asshole, like, bastard…!”

A heavy sound echoed several times, and soon after, Kandal rolled his eyes and passed out.

Henisher, who confirmed that appearance, immediately went to Sinia and bowed her head.

“Sinia-sama, I’m really sorry. These lacking things dared to meet Sinia-sama without knowing you…!”

At his words, the faces of the gang, which had been strong just before, were colored with bewilderment.

“Chi-Sinia…?”

“That iron wall-“

Either that or not.

“What kind of skit is this…”

Cynia covered her face with her palms and murmured.

Soon she said to Henisher with a smile on her face.

“Because I don’t care. Slowly, can you pass them on? I’m busy right now-“

“Ah, if you have something to do here, I can guide you-“

“Because I’m busy?”

Cynia said with a smiley face and a lively voice.

But the air has changed.

Henisher, who had a servile smile, trembled and rolled his eyes.

“I’m sorry.”

He lowered his head and glared at the gang ferociously.

Only then are the gangs who are in a hurry to open the way.

“Thank you~”

Even though that had happened, the woman who still smiled and thanked me in a relaxed tone left the place.

after that.

The sound of bones breaking and screams echoed in the place for a while.

***

Could it be because of the commotion that just happened?

“No~”

As a result, the pursuit was delayed, and Sinia eventually missed the sign of the monster wearing an unusual mask.

“Oh, really. Are you going to die of annoyance?”

Just like her smiling face, she raised the tone of her horse’s tail.

Are you angry or not?

That’s what anyone who didn’t know her well would think.

However, anyone who knew even a little about Sinia would have been frightened to see her now.

He said he had never seen Sina so angry.

“I can’t give up like this.”

She still wandered the back alleys for a while.

The drunkenness had completely disappeared before I knew it.

In the first place, she could remove the venom of alcohol from her body at any time if she wanted to.

“uh!?”

How long had it been since he had searched the Moss Street with such a clear mind?

Cynia’s spirit once again caught the presence of the monster.

– Poof!

that huge beast.

That black robe.

that bizarre mask.

In Cynia’s field of vision, the monster entered the alley.

It was a situation that she wanted so much, but Sinia’s reaction was not good.

“Hmm… I have a bad feeling about something.”