*
Shin Kwang-ho stared at the man standing before him without a word.
The man was wearing the Academy uniform, a mere first-year chick.
At Shin Kwang-ho's level, he was an insignificant existence that he could handle with a single finger.
That should be the normal case, but what should he call that look in his eyes? It was definitely not the kind of look a student should have.
The movement of killing Yang Dae-ho without any hesitation, he didn't seem to have any hesitation or guilt even after killing someone.
Just an expression as if he had done what he had to do, so is he a human who enjoys killing like himself?
That wasn't it either. Just a movement and attitude as if it was natural, like throwing away trash.
'How is that guy a first-year?'
Shin Kwang-ho felt his body tense up without him even realizing it. Moreover, it was as if he already knew him.
"Have we ever met before?"
Could he be the child of a Hunter he killed?
"It's not like we've only met once or twice."
There was no lie mixed in Kim Si-woo's answer. But no matter how much he recalled his memories, he had never seen him before.
'Shibal.... Why bother thinking about it so hard? I can just kill him.'
The atmosphere seemed unusual, but that was just an appearance.
How would he know if an unskilled bastard was just bluffing?
'But he seems too confident for that.... Shibal. Am I really doing this in front of a little punk?'
Shin Kwang-ho felt ashamed of himself for hesitating in front of a mere first-year student.
Seeing Kim Si-woo standing confidently in front of him made him feel like his blood was running backwards.
"You little shit!!"
The moment Shin Kwang-ho tried to run, the corners of Kim Si-woo's mouth went up. A throwing object in his hand, Kim Si-woo's target was his chest.
His ability was closer to reading the other person's intentions rather than completely reading their thoughts.
So, he could read where they would throw it, but reading what they would throw required a condition.
The other person had to be conscious of what they were throwing, but Kim Si-woo was just thinking of throwing a projectile.
In a situation where he didn't know what was coming, Shin Kwang-ho stepped back.
__Pung!!
An explosion and sticky liquid spreading everywhere, it seemed like he was trying to interfere with his movements with that, but avoiding this much was nothing.
At the same time, another intention was read along with the intention to attack him.
The thought of throwing something else. It was hard to react because he didn't know what was in his hand.
__Pung!!
__Kwaang!!
Was he trying to make his head complicated because he knew he could read his thoughts?
"You little shit!!! How dare you make a fool of me??"
Feeling like he was being played by Kim Si-woo, Shin Kwang-ho began to narrow the distance and swing his axe.
If he didn't give him distance, wouldn't it be impossible to throw anything? If he threw a bomb at this distance, Kim Si-woo would also be harmed.
Due to the nature of the weapon, he was at an advantage at this close range.
Suddenly, he felt like he was being ridiculed in his head.
Narrowing his eyes and checking, he saw Kim Si-woo standing as if protecting Jeong Soo-ah and himself on the opposite side, could he have intended this?
"Let's see how long you can be so confident, you little shit who's about to die!!"
As if reacting to Shin Kwang-ho's emotions, a clear aura began to form on the axe blade.
How dare he make a fool of him, he was going to kill him in the most painful way.
Mana pulled up with all his might, could there be a student who could withstand his attack?
There was no way. Wasn't he an A-Rank Hunter?
He was going to cut off Kim Si-woo's neck and chop off his arms and legs in front of Jeong Soo-ah.
Just as he was about to rush in, he felt Mana fluctuating around Kim Si-woo's heart.
At the same time, his physical abilities increased dramatically.
'Shibal.... He's withstanding this?'
He couldn't help but be shocked by Kim Si-woo's movements, who continued to block his attacks.
What student could maintain such composure in front of him?
An uneasy feeling began to rise without him even realizing it, with skillful movements that seemed to have combat experience similar to or greater than his own.
Where did such an existence pop out from?
This was too unreasonable. If the current him fought the past him, could he last 3 seconds?
Is this the difference in talent?
'But.... he's too skilled and sharp....'
Those were definitely not movements made by talent. They were movements made through numerous experiences.
Otherwise, they couldn't be connected so smoothly.
At that moment, Kim Si-woo took a stance as if he was about to attack, and his body reacted immediately.
But, that was just a feint. A small wound appeared on his shoulder from Kim Si-woo's sword, which was aiming for the opposite side.
Tingling.
Shin Kwang-ho bit his lip at the first wound he had received.
'Shibal.... What kind of swordsmanship is that?'
Even though he knew he had no intention of attacking, he reacted without even realizing it to the sword that was coming in too sharply.
Because it was the first time he had seen such swordsmanship, he couldn't read with his eyes where and how it would bounce.
Even though he had a lot of experience fighting swordsmen, he had never seen a guy use such swordsmanship.
'It's enough to read his thoughts and react.... But it's too erratic!'
As if responding to his ability, Kim Si-woo's sword began to move erratically.
He started to twist it in a way that made it seem like he was aiming for the left but aiming for the right, or pretending to stab but not stabbing, or suddenly attacking after looking like a trick.
Was it because the completeness of that unidentified swordsmanship was high? Because those erratic movements were connected naturally like flowing water, it was difficult to read his thoughts and react.
By the time he read his thoughts, the path of the sword had already changed.
He had a lot of experience rolling around on the battlefield, so it wasn't to the point where he couldn't respond at all.
Tingling.
It was just that the small wounds that inevitably occurred were annoying.
Tingling.
It was just that the decreasing Mana was annoying. No, he felt impatient.
This wouldn't do.
The opponent was a first-year student. So, he probably hasn't crossed the wall yet, Shin Kwang-ho began to encroach on the surrounding Mana.
As if responding to that, Kim Si-woo's anti-magic Mana began to scatter around.
'Shibal.... He's already crossed the wall?'
Is that even possible at that age?
Does this even make sense?
No, he needs to stay calm.
Shin Kwang-ho quickly focused on the battle and synchronized the Mana in his area.
Like slamming down an axe, he moves Mana with his will.
__Chwaak!!
Was it because he aimed for a blind spot? Blood splattered from Kim Si-woo's shoulder, who couldn't react to the attack.
Kim Si-woo's Mana moved belatedly, but it was easy to avoid because it was too slow.
'Yeah.... This is the difference in realm.'
The corners of Shin Kwang-ho's mouth began to rise.
He didn't know how, but he must have forcibly pulled up his strength. The more he felt like he was getting weaker, the more certain he became of his victory.
__Chwaak!!
Unlike himself, who had already reached the realm of A-Rank and was using his abilities skillfully, the opponent had only just reached the realm.
__Chwaak!!
Looking at the increasing wounds, he wondered if he had been struggling so much against such a guy.
The moment he was sure of his victory, Kim Si-woo began to synchronize his Mana like before.
'That's a feint.... What is he planning to do?'
Kim Si-woo's swordsmanship was still tricky, so he had to fight while reading Kim Si-woo's thoughts.
What kind of movement is he trying to show? But isn't too much Mana gathered for a feint?
The moment he thought that, the large amount of Mana gathered around him began to tear the space apart.
'Ah....'
Sometimes, when you go about your daily life, you experience time flowing slowly.
There are times when you feel like time is doubling, as if 1 second is 10 seconds.
An extreme state of immersion where everything feels slow.
An experience where your head turns at twice the speed of the flowing time at that moment.
Yeah, could that be what happened.
'So, did I misread it?'
He knew how difficult it was to be extremely immersed in the moment he wanted, so he was too dumbfounded by this situation.
An attack with too wide a range to avoid. If he couldn't avoid it, he would block it.
"Shibal!! As much as you want!! I'll block it!!!"
An attack from a mere student, he could block it as much as he wanted.
A large amount of Mana began to gather to the point where the axe blade would break.
The moment the axe blade, which seemed like it could cut anything, touched the anti-magic Mana.
__Pajijijijik!!!!!!
Along with a huge spark, he saw his Mana being torn apart little by little.
Shin Kwang-ho, who was looking at the clear blue flame that pushed away the Mana, laughed without even realizing it.
'Shibal, it's fucking pretty.'
It was as if everything was in slow motion.
Even if he could see the anti-magic blade flying to devour him, there was nothing he could do.
If he had known this would happen, should he have used a better axe?
When he thought about it, he knew him from the beginning, and even though he thought it was strange, he thought he would win.
Could he have intentionally induced him to rely on his abilities?
If he had been a little more careful, the result might have been different, but a single moment of mistake meant death.
'Shibal.. I want to have sex.'
With that thought as the last, he was torn in two and at the same time, a loud noise echoed.
__Kwaaaaang!!!!!!!
Because the attack that pierced through Shin Kwang-ho destroyed the factory.
*
"Are you okay?"
"...Yeah.. Heueuk.... Euaaang!!"
As soon as Kim Si-woo put Jeong Soo-ah down, she immediately ran back into Kim Si-woo's arms.
She felt like the extreme anxiety and stress she had felt because of Shin Kwang-ho was gradually stabilizing.
Because of the gentle touch that stroked her back as if it was okay to cry, her tear glands didn't know how to stop.
How long had she been crying like that, she noticed Kim Si-woo's appearance, who was covered in blood from the battle earlier.
"I'll.... I'll heal you...."
"I'm okay."
"Stay still...."
The wounds he sustained by running to her at once for her, who wasn't very close to him.
Seeing the injuries where the bones were clearly visible, she felt guilty.
Soft Mana began to gather at the tips of Jeong Soo-ah's fingers, and Kim Si-woo's wounds, where the bones were visible, began to heal little by little.
__Woomjil.
Was it because the situation was over? The senses that she had forgotten for survival suddenly began to rush in.
'Suddenly a sweet scent.... What.... What am I thinking looking at a patient?'
__Woomjil.. Woomjil..
Her lower abdomen suddenly started to ring, and a sweet scent stimulated her nose.
"Soo-ah-ya. Are you okay?"
"I'm okay.. Haa.. Haa.. Nothing's.. wrong.. Haa.."
When she came to her senses, she was unknowingly groping Kim Si-woo's body.
'I'm.... I'm crazy! Why is my body suddenly doing this?!'
At that moment, she remembered the pink liquid she had eaten earlier.