Crazy Talented Ex-Villain

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As you know, being a shaman is a very tricky job.

Before ascending to a high rank, you had to use not only spells, but also inscriptions (carving text on stone pieces), and the more powerful the spell, the rarer the medium.

There were not a few factors to consider in advance to use it as a combat factor hastily.

And in fact, among the many disadvantages, the foremost is the limitation of distance.

Immediately after the second test begins.

I stood just two steps away from the 8th-rank shaman, staring at the boulders and needle pouches in his grasp and the murmur of his mouth.

“Because truth and lies are fused into one bowl beyond the boundaries of thinking, you will become aware of your false senses. The dull pain increases in size, and the cold penetrates your bones, twisting your body-”

Listening to the spell at first glance, it seems to be mixing up abilities such as [Suggestion], [Misperception], and [Intense Pain]… Regrettably, 8th grade spells only stay on the surface of the skin at most.

yes.

In the midst of the second exam, all I was given was boring waiting.

Knock, hold, hold.

Of course, the needle pouch in the examiner’s left hand was not a meaningless object, and the feeling of being stabbed came up regardless of a specific part.

Compared to when nails were driven under nails or knee joints were crushed by a blunt instrument, as in some moments in a previous life… It wasn’t even funny.

Therefore, I turned my attention to the clock hanging in the middle of the wall.

Just 1 minute and 40 seconds.

The second test… Was it up to 2 minutes?

If possible, I wanted to proceed to the third round without a break.

＜As the being of resentment and despair lifted the noose with a red belt around its neck, the pitch-dark end will welcome you.＞

Unexpected then.

The voice that had flowed into my ears turned grim, and unexpected malice rushed at me with an open mouth.

thump-

The feeling of being grabbed by the nape of the neck is somehow familiar.

this is clear… It was the scent of death.

[Park Gyu-tae!]

Shortly thereafter, a warning sound rang through the speaker at the test site, and soon the progress agents jumped in and tried to check my condition.

If you look at it as a spell that tightens your breath, it’s just a crude level worthy of an 8th grade – I… persevered

It was something that could be destroyed after exceeding the standard 2 minutes.

[Didn’t I warn you before? The spells used in the test are clearly separated! To use killing magic-]

“I want this, I’m sorry. Because I am so focused on magic, I stop without realizing it.”

[Emergency support team, is the test taker okay?]

However, cores inevitably remain.

I didn’t want to cross the line inside the Administration, but I’m not a moderate personality enough to send back a person who showed malice intact.

Above all, touch the neck-

Because it reminded me of the time when only my head rolled down under the Aztec altar.

“… Yong-soo, Lee Yong-soo-kun! it’s okay?”

“Two minutes passed.”

“… … ?”

“Two minutes passed.”

“… … .”

So, the opponent had to pay the price as well.

Immediately after a short unnecessary break.

[How about changing it now? The examiner will be disciplined later, but preferably another waiting-]

“I don’t like to wait. Let’s finish it quickly.”

I immediately shake my head at the suggestion coming out of the speaker. At first glance, it may feel like a favor, but it was never perfect.

If you change the shaman, you’ll hear rumors that you’re weak.

At least, that was the life outside the walls.

The weak are the losers, and those who don’t pay back their favors die the fastest. And obviously, life inside the barriers doesn’t seem too different either.

Beyond the glass walls of the bleachers.

Actually- It was like that just by looking at the people laughing.

[I will arrive in two hours… Yes.]

[…] The 3rd test is a verification of mental defense ability. The test party, Lee Yong-soo, please raise your hand as soon as you are ready.]

Sure enough, a voice telling us to prepare for the next exam resounds in the spacious exam hall, as if someone had instructed us.

Of course, I had no reason to hesitate, and soon a soft light fell into the hands of the shaman on the other side of the exam hall.

“Reality is the biting of sweet fruits of falsehood, so the truth is cold and lies are burning. Prejudice, even time will push away… … .”

The other person’s words and hand gestures inform the invocation of a typical interrogation spell.

It was clear that if I fully accepted the presumed skills such as [Invasion], [Weakening], [Coercion], and [Distortion], even if I succeeded in mental defense, some of my memories would be glimpsed.

So, as I made up my mind earlier, I decided to fully demonstrate my human nature, which is self-righteous and full of obstinacy.

Just to [deny].

Soon after, his heart beat violently due to the manifestation of his supernatural ability.

Although [Negation] is a lower-level ability of [Distortion], it is a perfect counter technique in the magic field by itself-

Soon, the feeling that something around the body is being crushed is conveyed, and at the same time, the eyes of the shaman standing on the other side of the examination room are turned upside down.

“Ouch, ooh! Kheup, gurrureuk… … .”

Not only that, but even foaming at the mouth.

As this is a typical symptom of witchcraft regurgitation, it can be said that a reasonable price was paid considering the side effects that followed.

[…] The ability test will end as of the current time.]

After a while.

The emergency support team rushed into the third test site today only, but the shaman can’t help but hang on to an oxygen respirator without regaining consciousness.

Wasn’t that an overkill?

This is what life is like

If you want to strangle someone else’s throat, you must also take the risk of having your own throat cut.

Didn’t Hammurabi also say that?

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

* * *

3 days after the end of the test, inside the dormitory of the Administration.

No one gave me a clear word on whether or not the authors who came to the auction house for people with special abilities were satisfied.

It was clear that it was not a bad grade considering that the dorm had a TV for the first time and that limited walks were allowed.

However, since I am also a human being, I can’t help thinking about it, so the situation that happened after the first exam bothered me.

Did he even get caught retaliating?

if, if.

If the administration found out that I was intentionally manifesting [negative], I would like them to consider one more fact.

If he had used [Distortion], a high-ranking ability, that person would have died spurting blood from the holes in his body.

So it would be right to describe it as a reasonable exchange in many ways.

But anyway, in the middle of letting go of the additional enlistment life.

If there is anything that can soothe boredom, it is the agents who always offer words of consolation saying that a decision will be made soon, and the procession of books that are brought to the corner of the room whenever requested.

＜Flow of maritime logistics and modern industry＞

＜Origin and Evolution of Kaiju: Based on Early Environment Adaptation Entities＞

＜North America’s Walls and Fortresses＞

＜Hero training academy guide＞ and so on.

on the desk. Most of the titles related to common sense were on the cover of luxurious materials, but among them, there were also some that were inserted by personal request.

As an example, I will be able to take the ＜Aztec Mythology＞ that I have in my hands.

In fact, it would be a wonder that a human holding a book for two weeks and three days, but there was no other way to find out about the moon goddess.

rustle!

I sipped the pear juice I had taken out of the refrigerator with one hand and hurriedly skipped through the opening section, which was contemplating the Mexican flag and coat of arms.

Whichilo… Pochtley?

the name is too long

Then, finally, after two hours of reading books about the Aztecs… I was able to face the phrase that I couldn’t help but hope for.

* * *

God of the Moon or Milky Way, Coyolxauhqui.

: The legend of Coyolsauki became known to the world through the excavation of human sacrifice altars in Tenochtitlan, the capital of the Aztecs.

This huge stone relief contains the myth of family strife.

Coyolsauki led about 400 brothers and sisters, called ‘the stars in the southern sky’, to kill her mother, Coatlicue.

The reason was an inglorious pregnancy, because Coatlicue conceived a child by inserting a bundle of feathers from the sky into her belt.

At this time, the child in the stomach is the god of war and the sun, Witchilopochtli.

Naturally, the conspiracy failed.

The moment Koyolsauki led her siblings to her mother, Witchilopochtli emerged from the womb fully armed.

Soon after slaughtering most of his siblings with the solar weapon of the xiuhcoatl (fiery serpent), he dismembered Coyolsauki’s head and limbs and threw him down the mountainside.

Afterwards, when Coatlicue, the mother god, mourned, Huchilopochtli… … .

* * *

“… I picked up Koyolsauki’s severed head and threw it to make it the moon in the sky.”

Therefore.

Instead of commenting on a story that is gruesome if it is gruesome and cruel if it is brutal, I first clarify my sense of purpose.

After hearing not only the name but also the tangled story, this goddess.

I was like a nobleman with a temper like me in the past, but… Rather than that, it felt more important to review the details of the transaction.

Hmm.

I must have said with my own mouth, ‘I wish for the peace of my lost body’. The lost body would mean the head of the goddess Bonamana, to be exact, the moon floating in the sky.

But what is the criterion for peace? Bringing the moon and attaching it to my body, or conversely, taking the body of the goddess and going to the moon?

can it be

“… damn it.”

I got the clue, but the moment I was muttering profanity because the information I could infer was limited.

smart-

Just in time, the tiger said it would come if I said it, and as soon as I heard a knock on the door, a message window popped up in front of my eyes.

[Achieved: Jungle inside the barrier.]

[Reward: Acquisition of the ability ‘elasticity’.]

It wasn’t the answer I was expecting, but the two lines of message imply several meanings, helping to predict the outcome.

The test passed.

And that too, with very good grades.

“You’ve been through a lot in the meantime.”

Immediately after the visit was opened, the words of the man in charge of surveillance proved this.

The reward… I’d recommend taking a look if you can afford it.

“… When are you leaving?”

“Two hours later.”

“… … .”

“Isn’t the time too short? But if you know where you’re going to be, you won’t want to stay long.”

“… … .”

“… hahahaha.”

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Meanwhile.

When he didn’t respond to the flushed face and friendly tone, the man let out an awkward laugh.

As for me, in the end, I was in a position to be sold according to the taste of others, so there was no change in my mind, although I had questions.

“What do you have in your hand?”

“Adoption agreement. I can write this in no time, so right now… … . Is there anything you want to take from here? The sofa and bed are used items, but the desk is brand new. Same with TV.”

“… … .”

“Well, I don’t think it’s really necessary. hahahaha.”

I want to talk about something, so I’m going to go to the middle of the day.

With a puzzled expression, the agent lifted the remote control and turned on the TV hanging on the wall on the other side of the room, and I just stared at him in silence.

Accordingly, the other party soon loses patience and opens his mouth to speak.

“Aren’t you curious where you are going?”

“If I ask, will you tell me?”

“then! Yongsu, you will go to the HT group. That means that they will be operating from Seoul, and the 1st barrier at that point. They say that POS and HT fought fiercely until the end, but it turned out to be POS. Even if it’s not right now, he would have suffered in Pohang in the future.”

“… … .”

“Ah, let’s keep the last word a secret between us. Because it’s a sensitive topic. hahahaha.”

Is working in Seoul such a good thing?

Last Day.

After gaining strength to a certain extent, it was probably because he only wandered around outside the barrier, but as expected, he was not impressed.

Because of this, my gaze goes to the TV screen, avoiding the other person’s bright eyes. A news program had just started, and so-called ‘patriotic reports’ were streaming out one after another.

The heroic battles in Paju and Yeoncheon, the forefront of blocking the waves on the ground, are blah blah. In the 4th wave in 2028, hero Kim Young slaughtered 110 monsters alone. stuff like that.

Rather than being interested in the news, he wanted the uninvited guest to finish his work and leave.

Whether he knew my feelings or not, he opened his mouth and asked unpleasant questions.

“yes? Yongsu, do you want to be like him?”

“… no.”

Of course not.

It seems that there was a big misunderstanding at the appearance of the TV screen.

Putting aside the desire to play a hero by penetrating into the cracks of the battlefield where bullets and shells fall, that person, Kim Young… … . Next year, I plan to cross the Hwangcheon Road.

“Why? Didn’t you like it? Even if you look like that, you’re a 4th grade hero? They said they plan to form their own raid group and subdue ‘Venetus’ early next year. Can you hear me?”

hit.

It was Venetus.

Covered in a blue shell all over his body, he vomited mucus, and at the moment he was attacked, he belched a dragon with a size of 4 meters and slashed the baby monsters one after another, and annihilated twenty-eight members of the raid, including tanker Kim Young-

“It’s okay even if you don’t know. Actually, I’ve only caught him in America. According to what they delivered, it was a level 4 monster.”

… It’s a level 3 monster.

And that fact, obviously, had nothing to do with me.

Even if you decide to go out anyway, you won’t catch it.

At least, it was now.