Chapter 769 – #6-20 Goblin (3)
In the body of Secretary Sim Cheong and in the voice of Secretary Sim Cheong, she called herself Jeokhwa.
Even though the body clearly belonged to the same person, the way he spoke, the atmosphere, and even the energy all felt like a completely different person.
“Hmm… ?”
Suddenly, Sim Cheong, who called herself Jeokhwa, looked down at the body of No. 13, who had collapsed under her bed.
Her body fell down with her head blown off, but was being revived in real time by returning the shattered head.
Ah, yes.
This man knows. I also know this man’s abilities. Because she shares Sim Cheong’s memories and vision to some extent, she also experienced most of what Sim Cheong saw, heard, and experienced.
Rather than experiencing it directly, it felt like watching from a distance, like watching a movie…
Anyway.
I know that this man will not die like this at best.
My only impression of it is, ‘It must be fun because it tastes good.’
“How many times do I have to kill before I die?”
Sim Cheong (Jeok Hwa) got down from the bed and lifted his feet above the still resurrected body of No. 13.
She is the one who just a moment ago shattered her head with a simple swing of her hand.
If you hit her with the same force as before, No. 13’s body will be shattered and scattered.
“Okay, then the second time~”
Just like that, Sim Cheong’s feet fall vertically and heavily like a guillotine.
Wow!
However, just before the foot reached No. 13, a long baton swung from his side blocked his foot.
Before I knew it, the check was just around the corner.
“Sigh… !”
“Oooh… ?”
It is struck like a big swing using the strength and centrifugal force momentarily strengthened by magical power.
Sim Cheong’s body stumbled greatly, and her feet split the air.
Meanwhile, the body of No. 13, which was at Sim Cheong’s feet, was recovered by Spade, who ran along with him.
“Ha, cheeky things… !”
Sim Cheong only stumbled for a moment in a swing that would easily have blown an average person tens of meters, but then regained his balance and stood firm.
Changing the target, a hand flies in to crush Check’s head.
However, although she clearly swung her hand aiming for Check’s head in front of Check’s eyes, it didn’t feel right.
It wasn’t something I avoided. The image of the check was clearly in front of my eyes, but my hand just cut through the air as if there was nothing.
A hallucination, not the real thing.
It was an illusion of a check created by Coco.
“Shoot!”
With Coco’s instructions, the club’s pistol positioned in the rear burst into flames.
Taaang!!
A bullet from a pistol being fired.
The bullet imbued with the club’s magic was fired precisely at Sim Cheong’s head.
The guard was late because the vision was blocked by an illusion. Even if she wanted to dodge, it was impossible for even her to dodge the bullets of the club, which, unlike her ordinary pistol, maximized her speed with her magic and magic.
The bullet that flew away.
It hit Sim Cheong accurately on the forehead.
Pow!!
Sim Cheong’s head turned.
The body stumbled back for a moment, but soon stood upright.
It stood still for a moment, as if time had stopped.
And soon, Sim Cheong’s head, which had been turned away, slowly comes back.
Blood was flowing from his forehead. The blood flowed down between the eyebrows and reached the corner of the mouth.
“… “You got hit.”
However, the wound on the forehead only appeared to be a small tear and did not appear to have been caused by a bullet.
One beat late, the bullet that bounced off his head clink! And fell to the floor.
Sim Cheong smiled happily and tapped her forehead.
“I was gathering energy here right now. If it had been somewhere else, I wouldn’t have ended up with urinary tract infections. It would be a shame for them.”
Sim Cheong’s forehead was tapped. Horns began to sprout on both sides of the forehead.
It looks as if the bones are rising from the inside, or the skin is being pushed up.
However, it looked a little different in Spade’s eyes, and in her eyes, it seemed like blue flames were condensing and gathering into the shape of a horn.
There was no way for her to know what that meant.
“【SHOOT】!!”
Ta-ta-tang!!
Horns sprouted or not, the club attempted to intercept once again.
She fired at once with the intention of emptying the entire magazine of the gun in her hand. Each bullet had more destructive power than before and flew at Sim Cheong at a speed far exceeding her Mach.
However, even before the club fired its gun, Cheong had already prepared her defense.
“【Defense wall】.”
While muttering, he makes a sign with one hand.
With that alone, an invisible wall was formed in front of the Blue House.
The club’s bullets aimed at Sim Cheong were all blocked by that invisible barrier.
The barrier that Cheong created on the spot was eventually shattered by the powerful magic bullet that contained her magic power, but that was all.
However, there is only one person who attacks Sim Cheong, who did not suffer any injuries.
Check, who had stepped back for a moment to avoid interfering with the club’s shooting, lowered his body and came closer, as if scanning the floor.
In her hand, she held a flexible iron rod that she had once received from No. 13.
As Sim Cheong stretched out her arms to respond, her body suddenly became blurred.
The very next moment, the body seemed to split, forming a total of eight checks surrounding Sim Cheong.
“Haha! Again!”
Seven out of eight are fakes created by Coco’s illusion.
Mixed in among the fakes, Check attempted to attack by swinging his baton.
Coco and Check are classmates and colleagues who have been performing missions together for a long time, and thanks to this, the two get along so well even without words.
Even now, the illusions created by Coco move in harmony with the real objects, showing movements that do not feel at all out of place.
It is impossible to recognize the real thing among such illusions that rush at you from all directions.
I guess so.
Kuuk… !
The tip of the baton that the check was thrusting at the fastest time touched Sim Cheong’s body.
However, although I aimed for a vital point and stabbed him, I dodged it just in the nick of time, so I ended up stabbing him in the shoulder instead of where I was aiming.
Moreover, even before the baton touched her body, she was already moving to counterattack.
“Is it this guy?”
Wow!!
Despite being stabbed by her long pole, Sim Cheong gave up her shoulder and narrowed the distance, and her foot stuck in Cheok’s abdomen.
I didn’t find out because I got stabbed with a baton. I simply took it by feel and moved accordingly.
And the goblin’s senses, as if possessed by a god, accurately picked out a check that was real.
Coo! Thud! Crumbling… !!
Although it was only a kick at best, its destructive power was comparable to that of a dump truck.
Check’s body, hit by such a kick, flew, smashing and knocking over the interior and tables beyond.
Sim Cheong looked at the figure while whistling and touched her shoulder, which had been stabbed by her check, as if giving a douche massage.
“It hurts… “I thought they were babies who didn’t live to be 100 years old, but they seem to be doing quite well, huh?”
Sim Cheong looked around her.
The club’s attack was blocked, Coco’s welcome was useless, and the check flew away without even being used.
In that unbelievable situation, all members of the 7th Division were frozen and tensed.
When there was no sign of an immediate attack, the Qing signed again, saying that everything was done well. Then, for an instant, her body was engulfed in blue flames. For some reason, this blue flame is visible not only in the eyes of Spade but also in the eyes of other members.
After the flame that had enveloped her body for a moment disappeared, Sim Cheong’s body, which had been naked just a moment ago, was wrapped in her old traditional clothes.
Even though it was a traditional outfit, it still had a bit of a hanbok-like feel to it, and it was no different from the one I was naked in a little while ago, except that it was short here and there and the skin was exposed.
Then, a new flame soared, and a goblin bat appeared in her hand.
The bat in her hand changed its shape in an instant, transforming into a large iron club that looked so heavy that it made you ignorant.
It was a weapon that looked like a bar mace or an iron weapon, but it had such a ferocious and abnormal shape that such an expression felt rather cute.
Sim Cheong lifts it with one hand and carries it on her shoulder.
With this, you are fully prepared.
“You… What… ?”
“Huh?”
I had completed preparations such as simply putting on clothes and taking out weapons, but now it was time to go into battle again in earnest.
Someone asked Sim Cheong a question.
It was number 13 who was transferred to Spade and was safely revived.
Seeing her alive and well even though her head was crushed, Sim Cheong finds it quite interesting.
“Haha, I’m really not going to die. I was so curious about how long it would take for her to die. I have to kill him. I need to die. I guess I should kill him while counting the number of times. Let’s kill it differently every time we kill it. Stab, cut, defeat, destroy, burn, strangle, drown, fall, stampede… Which do you prefer? How many times do you think you can endure it?”
“Mine asked first, you damn bitch… ! What is your identity? Isn’t it Sim Cheong? Who are you!? Answer me!”
“What is it? Are you upset because I didn’t answer? But you’re not going to tell me? I don’t mind letting you know, but being obedient is not my style. “If you ask a question, I don’t want to give an answer. Isn’t there something like that?”
Cheung opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and spoke in a vulgar manner.
“And didn’t I already tell you? Was she dead so she didn’t hear? Anyway.”
“This body is Jeokhwa, a goblin that has lived for hundreds of years. “I am not the half-penny I was a while ago who can only borrow a little of my strength, but this body is a real goblin.”
“Do you understand? What does this mean?”
Sim Cheong hits the floor with the bat she was carrying on her shoulder!
She spoke down.
“It means you’re all screwed. “Wouldn’t it be enough to know that?”
Even though she says harsh words, her tone and atmosphere are always playful, and Sim Cheong… No, that’s what Jeokhwa said.
