Civil Servant HunterâS S-Class Resignation Log Chapter 252
Episode 252:
When Seong Ja-rim returns to Earth.
And when I went to save Seong Ja-rim.
ââ¦Seongjarim?â
Seo-ra turned her head towards Seong Ja-rim, who had been silent ever since entering the dungeon.
She was looking at the city in the distance with a blank face. Skyscrapers soaring into the sky, buildings completely different from those on Earth, and numerous sparkling ores.
âSeongjarim!â
Seora pulled her shoulder. Everyone was puzzled by the sudden situation, but Seo-ra had no time to explain it all.
If his guess is correct, this place isâ¦.
âThis is Baskarâ¦?â
A dungeon that occurred in Seong Ja-rimâs house. That place was none other than Baskar.
Seo-ra, who had entered the dungeon with Yoon Jae-heon and Do Jun-young to save her, still clearly remembered what he saw then.
Itâs not exactly the same. The unidentified plants that were scattered along with the broken pieces of ore are no longer here.
At that time, there were no cities, only land that had lost all vitality.
However, if that place had not been destroyed, it would have looked the same as it does now.
âWhat do you mean? âBhaskar?â
Kang Se-jun was embarrassed by Seo-raâs shout and asked.
âIf itâs Baskar, itâs the planet where Seong Ja-rim lived for 108 years. This is there? No, that canât be possible. âIt was destroyed, right?â
Other L-class members also gathered around as if they sensed that the situation was unusual.
In the chaotic atmosphere, Seong Ja-rimâs lips, who had been dazed like a person who had lost his mind, moved belatedly.
âthatâs right. This is Baskar. âThe planet I lived on for 108 years and wanted to love, but ended up destroying with my own hands.â
Itâs true. This is truly Bhaskar.
Seo-ra ha! He lamented loudly.
âBut how are you so fine? âThe Baskar I saw in that dungeon definitely didnât look like this?â
âWell, this isnât Baskar.â
âWhat does that mean?â
âLiterally. This is Baskar, but not Baskar. ha ha ha. âI guess thatâs what it meant.â
Seong Ja-rim covered his eyes with both hands and bit his lips tightly. It was turning white and a drop of blood was flowing down as if it had been wounded.
Seo-ra asked what that meant, but instead of answering, she remembered something that happened a few days ago.
A huge nine-tailed fox came to me late in the morning, muffled by the sound of footsteps.
The manager wearing a fox mask, his eyes shining in the dark, whispered to me.
ãâWhat you went through is all real. No matter what you do, you canât go back to before it happened. So donât doubt whatâs right in front of you. Because what deceives you is ultimately a lie.âã
At the time, I didnât know what that meant. When I saw this scene unfolding before my eyes, I realized like a lightning bolt.
Oh, he wanted to tell you this. Itâs all lies, so donât be deceived. Everything that is real has already been destroyed.
ââ¦This is not Baskar. The place you saw that I destroyed was real and this place was an illusion. âIt is nothing but an empty place where Baskarâs heyday is depicted as a fantasy.â
Seong Ja-rim closed his eyes tightly. Seeing that he seemed to be barely holding on, it seemed like he wasnât lying, so Seo-ra couldnât bear to question him further.
However, there was one thing I didnât understand.
âWho on earth?â
Why and for what purpose. Why did you create an illusion about Baskarâs already collapsed heyday?
It was the moment when Seong Ja-rim was about to answer with red-stained eyes.
ãâYou appear on this earth again without conscience. âYou dare destroy the land I love.âã
An ominous voice shook the world. Even though I only heard a voice, an enormous feeling of intimidation pressed down on my shoulders, as if I was showing off that I was of a different class from them.
The S-class members who could not stand it all fell into their seats. The L-class members gritted their teeth and spread their magic to somehow protect them.
Seo-ra also forced her shaking legs and raised her head.
Someone was walking from the half-visible side of the city.
It was a man.
A man wearing colorful, heavy clothes embroidered with jewels was slowly approaching them.
âItâs a guy.â
Kang Se-jun whispered bitterly at his appearance, showing all his strength without conserving it at all.
A monster living on the 11th floor. An enemy who has been fighting for hundreds of years against the outlaw manager who destroyed the Earth several times.
As Kang Se-jun said, the guy really had the appearance of a human. Except for the extravagant clothes, he looked no different from them.
However, there was no emotion on the face. The closer I got, the more clearly I could see the face, which was expressionless enough to give me goosebumps. Itâs like putting wax on a personâs face.
Only his swaying platinum-colored hair and blinking green eyes showed that he was not a statue.
So, the enemy that Seora wanted to see so much had white blonde hair and green eyes.
The exact same color as the man she loved.
ââ¦uh?â
I didnât even think about it at first.
However, as I got closer, the face that was revealed took my breath away. My body, which had been shaking due to the intimidating feeling weighing down on my entire body, suddenly became stiff.
That canât be possible.
That person canât be here.
There is no way my man would look at me like thatâ¦
But why does the damn enemy I wanted to kill so much have the same face as the manager?
ââ¦uh?â
There canât be two faces like that in the world. No, even if it existed, Seo-ra was confident that she would be able to accurately distinguish who the man she loved was.
â¦but the moment I saw that man, everything volatilized.
The man was the same as the manager in everything.
The enemy on the 11th floor that he must kill is the manager.
ââ¦why?â
Seo-ra took a step forward without realizing it. I wanted to run to him right away and grab him by the collar.
However, at that moment, the eyes of the approaching man turned to her as if he had been waiting.
And when our eyes met, our lips turned up into a smirk.
âHe went up?â
That canât be possible? My man doesnât know how to smile properly yet? All you have to do is pull in the corners of your lips? Above all, why donât you laugh so horribly?
ãâYouâve finally come this far.âã
The voice that reached my ears was exactly the same as the managerâs.
However, it wasnât so surprising that my heart dropped like before. Rather, my heart, which had been pounding loudly, began to calm down.
My mind, which had stopped for a moment due to overload, quickly returned.
ãâYou look quite surprised. You really didnât expect that? âDo you think Iâll be waiting for you on the 11th floor?âã
Did he sense that he was doubting whether he was really the manager? He laughed at her.
ãâWell, itâs worth it. âYou said that I, who kissed you just a short while ago, is none other than your enemy.â
And then a shocking remark that no one expected came out.
Guess what? The people who were ready for battle opened their eyes wide and looked at Seo-ra.
âYuâ¦.â
âYoon Seo-ra, what on earth does that mean?â
Do Jun-young, who pushed Kang Se-jun, asked with a puzzled face.
Seo-ra was irritated.
âItâs bullshit.â
Yes, thatâs bullshit. of course.
âItâs not you Iâm biting and sucking, itâs my man. âHow dare you impersonate me?â
As I moved my fingers, my stiff body instantly relaxed. The intimidating feeling weighing down my body was still there, but my anger rose from my danjeon to the point where I could push it away.
Seo-ra glared at the conman who was posing as an impersonator, holding the hit tightly in his hand.
âI was a bit surprised because not only the face, but the voice and physique were all the same as if they were printed on a plate. I really thought you were the person I knew. âBut thereâs something I heard several times before I came here.â
ãâNo matter what you see there, donât be surprised.âã
âI was talking about you. That would have been best for that person who couldnât tell me much. And thatâs enough for me.â
I have no doubts because I trust him.
Seo-ra smiled brightly and pointed the gun at him.
âMore than anything, my man doesnât laugh as annoyingly as you do. What do you do if your face is the same? The expression is different. âDevelop your acting skills like me.â
Before I could finish speaking, bang! A voice rang out. While the people were startled and cowered, the guy quickly dodged the bullet.
I didnât think I could fit it in one shot, but I still donât like it. I was clicking my tongue in frustration, but Ali was yelling at me from the other side, telling me not to start alone.
Seora completely ignored it.
In the first place, it was a sure win.
ãâI signed a contract with that guy and he turned out to be exactly the same.âã
The bizarre smile disappeared from his face, as if he had decided to give up acting that didnât work.
It was a truly horrifying change, but it still looked better without laughing.
Actually, the manager still canât smile properly, but I didnât like the way that guy was grinning with his face.
ãâIt would have been easier for you to think of me as that guy. If he had died while he was unconscious, wouldnât he have died peacefully? Itâs too late now. You will suffer greatly and then die. âHow will he react if he sees you, whom I barely saved, dying by my hands again?â
The guyâs eyes turned to one side. Seora reflexively followed the line of sight and opened her eyes wide.
ãâHow much pain would that guy suffer if I did the same thing to you that I did to that guy? Itâs such a shame that I couldnât see that with my own eyes.â Seong Ja
-rim. Her complexion was strangely pale and she was trembling. Tremors that were clearly visible to the naked eye clearly indicated fear.
Seeing that, Seo Ra realized it too late. Because it looked exactly the same as the manager, I momentarily forgot that this was Baskar.
Who misses Bhaskar enough to recreate it as a fantasy? It was to the extent that Seong Ja-rim was so afraid.
There is only one correct answer.
ââ¦You are Baskarâs manager.â
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