A short silence followed the tremendous roar.Even amid the thin haze of dust, he could sense their presence.His senses expanded—his extrasensory perception awakened.He couldn’t easily explain either of those things.He could only feel it.It was an expanded world, one he had never experienced before.The ideal trajectory of the sword and the movement of his body stretched before him like an endless line.When he moved along that line,something happened—something even he couldn’t understand.There was no panic.If anything, it felt natural.His mind cleared, and a fiery exhilaration surged within him.The immature thrill of having killed a man was nowhere to be found.And then—They reacted.“Fire!!!”Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!BANG!A storm of bullets.He couldn’t dodge them all—but he was already long gone from where he’d stood.From the moment he felt the battle begin with the sword in his hand,his body’s reaction speed had reached its peak.He wasn’t foolish enough to stand and wait.Instinctively, he counted the number of shots ringing through the air.And when the barrage finally ended—he ignored whatever strategy he’d made before.“Now.”He broke through.The word was apt—his body shot forward like a released spring.Dozens of men came into view as he burst through the doorway.Considering their numbers, abandoning the narrow corridor should have been a stupid move,but he hesitated ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) not at all.“C-crazy bastard! Stop him—!!!”“You son of a—!!”Amid their crude curses, he lowered his stance.He moved along that invisible line—and at the end of that line lay their throats.Slash—!Slash—!He advanced.And as he advanced, he cut.There was nothing ornate or graceful about his movements.They were brutally efficient, stripped of all excess.If the world until now had been a first-person view dependent on vision,then with his expanded perception, he now stepped into a third-person world.He could see—how he swung the sword,how he moved,how the enemies responded,who stood behind him,what attacks came from the side.Every bit of it unfolded vividly in his mind.“Haa…”CLANG!He blocked a machete swinging in from the side,evaded a massive hammer crashing down from behind—and his eyes locked onto four men reloading their guns.“M-monster!”“Stop him! Stop him! How are we losing with this many men?! Hurry—!”Slash—!The neck of the one who’d been shouting, disrupting his senses, was severed cleanly.A brief stillness followed.In those few seconds of calm, not a single scream was heard.There were no wounded—only the dead.Then he lowered his body even further.As his stance sank, his thigh and calf muscles tensed under pressure.He gauged the distance he could spring forward from that tension.His muscles—coiled springs—compressed to their limits.And at the end of that compression——they exploded.FWOOSH—! Slice—!“Wha—what…?”SLASH—!A few more swings,and a heartbeat later, blood sprayed through the air.Those who’d held guns collapsed still clutching them.The fight was already meaningless.He couldn’t see them, but he knew.He could feel the rough breaths of men who’d lost their will to fight,the faint tremors of fear coursing through their bodies.And in contrast, his own mind was perfectly calm.Though this was his first time killing, no emotion surfaced.So his next move came without the slightest hesitation.“R-run…”“Run away!!!”He left no witnesses.If even one of them escaped to report this,they’d return for revenge—and become a nuisance.Twenty paces.That was all he needed.No need to chase—twenty steps were enough.Each perfect swing of his blade ended with a bead of blood clinging to its edge.Slash—!A few who realized they couldn’t escape turned back and charged as one.Slash—!Five fell in a single instant.Their sacrifice bought a few seconds for the last survivor to flee.But—his sprint could not outpace the leap of the hunter.Thud.Slice.Slash—!The man who’d turned to flee fell forward, his back split open.In only a few minutes, dozens of corpses lay scattered across the floor.But he couldn’t stop.There were still stragglers near the main gate.Meanwhile, Ken Sasaki..He trembled, rubbing his ear nervously.“Why… why isn’t he following the plan!?”He didn’t know exactly what had happened,but the situation unfolding before him was far different from what they’d expected—and panic began to set in.“Damn it, keep the section chief’s position covered.”“Sir?”“They said he went out to fight. If this keeps up, the passage will be breached before the charge finishes. I’ll have to go and seal it myself.”“S-sir, that’s far too dangerous!”“What then—should we all just die here?”He had no choice.He was the one in charge here.Even though his hands and feet had gone cold, shaking like an alcoholic’s,he knew—deep down—that he had to go himself.“Sir, please, c-calm down first!”“Do I look calm to you!?”Going alone might truly be madness.But he didn’t have the heart to send someone else to die in his place.Outwardly he acted angry, pretending to be brave—while inside, he despaired and screamed.Even as he struggled within that contradiction,no one around him volunteered to go with him.“Damn it all…!”Then—a voice called out urgently.“Sir! You’d better come see this!”“What—what is it? Is it important?”“T-that man…”“He’s dead?”That would’ve been the obvious outcome,yet the words still made his chest tighten.“No… that’s not it. I don’t even know how to describe it—but it’s incredible.”“What are you talking about…?”“The gang’s being wiped out.”He couldn’t comprehend it.His body moved before his mind could catch up—not toward the second-floor window, but elsewhere. He headed for the underground passage.Running without thinking, every corner he rounded brought a new, bitter stench he’d never smelled before.When he reached the end of the corridor, he saw the carnage.“...Jesus.”A moment later he couldn’t hold back the nausea.“Uuuugh! Guh, gaggggh!”He hastily clapped his hand over his mouth.What on earth had happened here?His legs gave out at the sight, but the attendant who’d followed close behind steadied him.“This… can’t be real.”The attendant’s reaction was the same—he didn’t vomit, but his pupils trembled wildly.“This is the work of that Kyle guy…?”“F-first, come inside. I hear the gang at the main gate has mostly been cleared too.”When he heard that someone had smashed the door down and come in, when he was told they’d barricaded the door again, Ken Sasaki inwardly convinced himself the man must have had allies.But if this massacre had been carried out by him alone—everything fit.“What the hell… what is he?”The Monello Family detachment that had been aiming for the central control center numbered just over fifty.But slaughtering those waiting defenselessly at the front gate had been easier than the fight at the back gate.With the last man cut down, it was over.“P-please… save me…”Slash—. And at the end of the fierce fight—“Hah… hah…”Ding!+[Slightly exhausted]The extrasensory activation faded, and his mind began to return.He couldn’t comprehend what he had done.Blood everywhere. He forced back the rising bile.Separate from that feeling, a period-mark announcing the end of the situation began to appear.Ding!【Central Control Center — Crisis】[(Assist)][Result: Stress +30][+Support Skill: Forward Slash (LV.1)]Ding![Cancel: Forward Slash (LV.1)][-Support Skill: Forward Slash (LV.1)]Ding![‘Legendary Swordsmanship Talent’ effect activated][+Support Skill: Onrush (LV.1)]Ding![‘Legendary Swordsmanship Talent’ effect activated][Onrush (LV.1) >> One-Cut (LV.1)]Ding![+Support Skill: One-Cut (LV.1)]System messages flashed in an instant. He skimmed them and wiped his face.He couldn’t stand to stare at the carnage any longer. He also shoved his glasses back into his pocket.-[Hawk Eyes]+[Low Vision]Besides that, his heart raced at the unbelievable reality.“Is this… the true power of the Legendary Swordsmanship Talent?”He’d wiped out the mafia unit in moments. He’d assumed it wouldn’t be easy, but the trait’s ability was far superior to his expectations.However—he would have to accept the consequences too.The system messages he’d been ignoring rushed in all at once.[Stress +2][Stress +2][Stress +1][Stress +2][Stress +1]…….[Warning]Stress: 98 -It was lucky—98. At any other time a negative trait would already have popped up, but he’d skirted that by a hair. He thought the number was suspiciously low.‘When extrasensory perception is active, stress seems to be recorded lower.’In any case, it was a remarkably strong trait.“Phew.”He’d killed people, but he felt less shaken than he expected. He didn’t think he’d have nightmares like in dramas or films.Nor did he feel the crushing self-loathing. His hands and feet trembled a little… whether from killing or from the lingering exhilaration, he couldn’t tell.If he felt guilt now, it would be a weak reaction compared to what he’d done. At least, he wanted to rationalize it that way.He would have worse things to face anyway.What to do next?Finish the work at the central control center—go back and wrap it up.But habit made his hands move quickly. One of the gang had been carrying a bag.+[Leather Backpack]He opened it and shoved nearby spoils inside.+[Regular Cigarettes], [Premium Cigar], [Hip Flask (Alcohol)], [9mm Pistol Ammo x30], [Nicotine Lozenges], [Tomahawk], [Stiletto Knife]A few comfort foods and ammo. He grabbed the tomahawk and a short, roughly 15 cm knife. It was unavoidable—looting was a reflex.Because of that, the emotion that had been shoved to one side returned to its place.But only for a moment.Ding![(Warning) Stress: 99]“Hmm?”[‘High Basal Metabolism’ trait activated]“Uh…?”This was bad. He’d forgotten that trait—High Basal Metabolism. It was a debuff trait that steadily raises stress if he stays hungry. At this rate he couldn’t avoid having a negative trait added.‘Is there food in the central control center?’It was urgent. He had to get back and eat something as soon as possible.He was about to toss the bag aside and bolt out when—“...Mr. Han?” Eli’s trembling voice came from behind him.“Um…”Thud.Eli Wayless dropped something from her hands.She stood there, staring blankly at the horrific scene before her, her expression grave.“By yourself… you handled all this…?”Her voice faltered, unable to finish the sentence, stunned by what she was seeing.Given the situation, his attention went not to her, but to the things she had dropped.A diet sandwich.A few cans of food.Come to think of it, she looked a bit different since he’d last seen her.Her hair was disheveled, her clothes slightly torn.“Are you going to eat that?” he asked.“Ah… yes.”“Did you… steal it, by any chance?”“Well, the card doesn’t work anymore.”“Then you pass.”“…Pass what?”“For all sorts of reasons.”

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