I Have Come To End This Fight - I Have Come To End This Fight chapter 129

Episode 129. bug catcher (6)

A gray-haired boy sitting among the 50 who are scattered and resting.

Schlemann Hans took out a small notebook from his bosom.

A sturdy-looking notebook with a black leather cover.

This was something Schlemann had found with difficulty.

Of course, that didn’t mean the notebook was anything special.

It just means that getting the notebook from the cradle was difficult.

Even at the time of getting it, it was just a notebook with nothing written on it.

As he touched his teeth, Schlemann smiled softly.

‘Now it’s still just an ordinary notebook… … .’

In the future, the more you fill in the inside, the more special this notebook will become.

And the front of the notebook was already filled to some extent.

Schlemann opened his notebook.

Sarak-.

When the hard cover was turned over, the first page of the notebook was revealed.

* * *

Name: Yuri Holland

Age: 16

Dragon Shield: Black Dragon Shield

Power Level: Super

Personality: Dirty

Other specifics:

-Record of 100 steps ceremony: 15 steps (the highest record since the creation of the dragon’s cradle)

-Arin Helga, close friendship with Bovikrtankapurtavi.

-Presumed to be an orphan.

-Supposed to be from the same area as Gunther Irons.

-It is assumed that the strange wooden structure that has appeared in the northern section is the work of Yuri Holland.

– Has quick calculations and selfish tendencies. He also says he has a lot of greed.

– He is hot-tempered and has a bad personality, but his skills are excellent, so he is a person to be careful of in the 50th class.

* * *

There was a lot of detailed information about Yuri written there.

Sarak-.

Another piece of paper turned over, this time revealing Gunther’s information.

Other than that, Arin and Bovikurtankapurtavi, etc.

There was more information on some, but not as detailed as Yuri’s.

purr-.

The pages of the notebook quickly passed from Schlemann’s hand.

It’s been a while since I started collecting information, so they’re still close to new.

chin-.

Schlemann, who quickly passed the trick, quickly closed the notebook.

Both of his eyes shone brightly.

‘When this notebook is completed, there will be no one to do anything with me in the cradle.’

To him, a notebook was not just a collection of papers.

Sharper than any other knife, it was the most powerful weapon.

‘The only force that can overcome force is… It’s just information.’

Some say.

Wealth can buy power.

that power can wreak havoc.

But Schlemann thought differently.

In this age of the Sword Master, where the system of the strong taking all is complete.

Nothing could overcome force.

Overwhelming strength allows you to use other people’s property as your own.

You can easily break the neck of a person in power.

So Schlemann pondered.

In the age of the Sword Master, will there really be a power that surpasses force?

When you continue to worry like that.

An incident happened in the manor where he lived.

A young bounty hunter, only about 10 years old, has caught a bounty over 190cm tall.

Even though the wanted man was retired, he was trained in the regular army.

His strength was also considerable, so even though he was a wanted man, no one was willing to take him.

On the contrary, they are scared and desperate to avoid them.

However, an ordinary person who has not even learned martial arts… No, rather, a boy who looked weaker than his peers had cut off the head of a vicious wanted criminal.

Plus, the way the boy killed the wanted man was very surprising.

It was hiding in the dung box of a pub and stabbing the sword at the moment the wanted man had a big business.

When this became known, many people saw the boy and said it was poisonous.

But there was something else that surprised Schlemann more than the miasma that the little boy had been hiding in that stinky toilet for days.

Schlemann visited the young bounty hunter and asked.

How the hell did he know that a wanted man would do errands in that bathroom?

The little boy answered that question.

[Ay, Sval! I’m going to die from the poop poisoning, but it bothers me. Hey, and if you want to hear an answer, shouldn’t you be sincere in your conscience? You want me to tell you with my bare mouth? Aang?]

… said.

From nob le mt l dot com

Make a circle with your index finger and thumb.

In response, Schlemann had the butler give him a few gold coins before he could hear the answer.

[Well, it’s nothing. That bastard was originally a regular at that store, but he’s a guy who drinks right before he’s drunk, so he stays there when he’s drunk. After watching it for a few more days, this bastard makes sure to order something spicy as a side dish? Pouring alcohol into spicy snacks, will my stomach be okay the next day? As soon as I wake up, I go straight to the bathroom.]

After that, the boy watched for a few more days and only after gaining conviction, he said that he had hidden in the toilet poop.

As a result, the boy was able to collect the bounty by decapitating the wanted man whom everyone was afraid of.

[Is that the answer? I go.]

The bounty hunter boy, who gave that answer, left scratching his face with a poop poison.

After the bounty hunter boy left, Schlemann was shocked and unable to move for a while.

‘that is… It’s nothing?’

The boy said it was no big deal, but young Schlemann didn’t think so.

At the same time he realized

‘The only power that can overcome force… That’s information power!’

The driving force that allowed a young boy to catch a giant bounty.

That was the information the boy obtained after observing the phenomenon for several days.

That day, the teachings given by an unknown bounty hunter boy made the current Sulemann.

Kwok-.

Schlemann grabbed the leather notebook and looked around.

‘So far, things are proceeding smoothly as planned.’

Of course, it seemed that Yuri Holland’s arms were stronger than he had imagined, but that wasn’t enough to be a problem with the plan.

‘The remaining squad is 12 excluding us.’

Using this power well, it was Schlemann’s primary plan to deal with Yuri Holland’s 1st squad.

Second plan to follow.

The name of the plan was ‘Sangjan’.

‘After dealing with the common enemy of Yuri Holland, the remaining squads will turn against each other. I’m a little concerned that Gunther’s squad is left, but… … .’

However, it was not that Gunter’s squad was overwhelmingly strong.

So what do you do with people of similar skill?

‘They’re aiming for each other for the one and only championship.’

Even if they are all in one place?

In addition, if you blow a little wind well, you will be able to induce the result of all of them fighting in a big way.

No, it had to be made that way.

Because that was the final phase Schlemann wanted.

‘It’s a big fight that everyone can observe… … .’

Schlemann’s eyes shone with anticipation.

What is the reason why he threw all the idiots as sacrifices?

It was because the information about them was not worth writing down in his notebook.

Because only the information of those with skills who have a high probability of facing themselves someday was worth writing down in the notebook.

Schlemann had conceived this plan.

‘I can give up on winning this quest.’

His goal is to gather as much information as possible even if he gives up winning.

Sulemann kept the notebook in his pocket, firmly convinced that the information he had accumulated would come back with greater value than winning this quest in the future.

And right at that moment.

buzzing voices-.

One side became noisy and a group appeared.

‘It looks like the 2nd Platoon is back.’

That means that he, the 3rd Platoon, has to shift operations.

At this, Schlemann got up and, feeling strange about the crowds gathering toward the 2nd platoon, approached it.

After breaking through the crowd, Schlemann was able to see a number of injured 2nd Platoon members.

fainted.

This limping with a stab wound.

And even those with arrows stuck in their limbs.

It wasn’t a major injury, but it seemed that about 7 people were injured.

Schlemann, who saw this, hardened his impression and asked the 9th squad leader.

“What happened?”

To his question, Squad 9 leader Clarisse frowned and answered.

“Don’t you see? You got hit by Yuri Holland.”

“What about that arrow? Did Yuri Holland also use a bow?”

“It’s Arin Helga. she was an archer The workmanship was quite good. Anyway, Yuri Holland and Arryn Helga came ambush and after several skirmishes we ran away.”

“Was it just the two of you?”

“okay.”

“hmm… Did you choose a hit-and-run surprise attack?”

“It seems like that. Bobik… Anyway, that size doesn’t suit a surprise attack, so it looks like you and Arin Helga went together.”

Schlemann nodded as if agreeing with that opinion.

Then he patted Clarice on the shoulder.

“Good job. We will take over the operation after that.”

“… … .”

At Schlemann’s hand on my shoulder, Clarisse paused as if thinking about something for a moment.

“Yes, good job.”

However, he soon erased his expression and turned around and left.

Looking at Clarice’s back, Schlemann took out his notebook and added a few words of information about ‘Clarice’s class’.

– Memorization ability is somewhat low, but the ability to judge the situation is estimated to be above average.

Schlemann, who closed the notebook again, laughed.

‘This isn’t bad either.’

Although he belonged to another platoon, information on the armed side could not be grasped.

However, since they were all together, it was very easy to gather information about their personality, intellectual level, and habits.

So Schlemann cheered for Yuri.

‘Because I need to gather enough information… Don’t get caught too soon, Yuri Holland.’

Schlemann smiled toward the depths of the forest where the glass was.

* * *

Arin and Yuri return to the hideout after stirring up the 2nd Platoon.

“Did you keep the house well?”

“hungry!”

“Oh gu oh gu, our Poppy did a good job!”

Arin, who had praised Poppy, who had become a gatekeeper while they were out, looked at Yuri this time.

Then, the curiosity that I had suppressed until now finally came out of my mouth.

“Glass glass!”

“why.”

“You made me do it, but… Is that true?”

“what.”

“The line you told me to memorize.”

At that question, Yuri smiled.

“Ah, that one?”

“huh.”

“That makes sense… curious?”

“huh!”

“I just threw it.”

“… … ?”

Silence found in an instant.

Yuri frowned at Arin’s gaze looking at him.

“… Why are you looking at someone like a rotten fish?”

“Doesn’t I look like that now? really? Did you really just throw it?”

“huh. It was a gura from beginning to end, right?”

“… … .”

“Kya! Wasn’t it like that too? I’m going to write another script like that! is not it?”

“… Can you just lie like that? Will you get caught soon?”

Yuri snapped her fingers at Arin’s eyes, as if he were looking at a con artist.

“Tsk tsk, stupid human being. he still doesn’t know what It doesn’t matter if the script I wrote is true or fake.”

“then?”

“The fact that what I threw was a small fire is important.”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s up to them to put out the fire or to make it big fire. and i… … .”

At that point, Yuri, who was speechless, smiled and continued.

“I am sure there will be a big fire soon. must!”

* * *

The time the 3rd platoon left after switching missions.

To one side, a number of squad leaders secretly gathered.

The one who summoned them was none other than 9th Squad Leader Clarice Van.

A place where all the squad leaders gathered except for the squad leaders of the 3rd Platoon who went on a mission.

“Yeah, why did you arrange this place like this?”

“Can we finish soon? Do you want to get some rest?”

Clarisse quietly opened her mouth at the eyes of many who seemed to ask why she had created this meeting.

“I gathered you all because there is something I want to hear from everyone.”

Having said that, Clarisse gestured to one side.

A boy appeared with him.

“who is this?”

“Hey, why are your eyes like that?”

A boy who appeared with one eye black and blue stood next to me, and Clarisse chinned him.

“The story you told me earlier… Please do the same for them.”

The boy nodded at those words and took a step forward to clear his throat.

“Hmmm, my name is Gilbert Becker.”

With a brief introduction, Gilbert pointed to his eyes at the gaze pouring on him.

“Can you see this?”

Sensing the eyes of the crowd looking at his bruises, he opened his mouth with a grim face.

“This is the wound I got from losing unfortunately after a fierce battle with Yuri Holland.”

“… … .”

“And from now on, the story I will tell you is the information I barely found out while pretending to faint.”

“… information?”

“That boy of Yuri Holland, you must have thought I was completely out of my mind… … .”

Seeing those who raised question marks above their heads, Gilbert recalled the situation with a serious face.#