Possessing Nothing

Chapter 13

Running.

Sungmin didnt look back... he didnt know where the sound that he heard came from. It could have been a rabbit that he saw all the time, or even a boar it could be something like that.

But what does that matter. He saw a body. He saw a No Class corpse that was from the No Class hunting. He wasnt arrogant. Confidence was something that people who had things had.

The sound came closer from behind. It wasnt a monster. A rabbit running, a boar running, it didnt match either of those sounds. The sound was light. It wasnt a goblin or an orc. A light but fast sound. It was getting closer.

Human. Is this a speed technique? Sungmin wrinkled. It wasnt just running. If it was just running, the person wouldnt be able to catch up with his One Thunder.

Was it a martial artist?

It wasnt good. Bad luck. A sudden moment, he heard a sound. It wasnt a running sound. This was

Air. Sungmin threw his body around. With the speed that he was running at, he flew in the air.

The knife the person threw slightly missed Sungmin and went away. Dang!

He quickly tried to catch his fall, but his body rolled on the ground.

Ha!

Sungmin breathed hard as he stood up.

It was a martial artist.

The hunter muttered.

He wasnt that tall. There was a skinny man standing on the ground. The area below his eyes were black like death.

He didnt look like it

It was a bad choice. The man muttered as he wrinkled his eyebrows. But he had no intention of backing off.

What is this

Sungmin acted with a scared face. Even with that face, Sungmin stayed cold. Running was impossible.

But he knew one thing.

The hunters power wasnt that great. If it were great, then he wouldnt have tried to assassinate him with a throwing knife.. He would have taken him down by running. He didnt even look confident with assassinations. Sungmin heard the sound, and dodged the throwing knife.

A third rate.

The person that killed No Classes for a week in the Goblin area was just a third rate martial artist.

However, he wasnt to be taken lightly. With just a knife, a human can be a murder. The human body is just that fragile.

Even as a third-rate martial artist, he had definitely learned the technique of killing a person. He had no hesitation towards murder. He had no hesitation in swinging a weapon. Martial arts were just basically a better way of killing.

Not being used to fighting monsters, not being used to killing humans this was a No Class. To a No Class like that a person like this who kills other people with weapons is like a demon to them.

Not to Lee Sungmin.

Third class can he do it?

Sungmin raised both his hands. He was showing that he wasnt going to attack. The hunters eyebrow went up.

What are you doing?

I... I dont want to die.

Sungmin made a hesitating sound. He made a face like he was going to cry, and with his 14 year old face, it looked good.

There is no one who wants to die.

The hunter muttered. He pulled out the knife on his waist.

Who wants to die?

Hing. The hunter swung his knife. The knife made a loud sound as it cut the air. It was a sound that threatened. Lee Sungmin swallowed loudly. This was also a sound that was made to be heard

If, if you let me live.

Sungmin lifted the interdimensional pocket. The hunters eyes narrowed.

Ill give you this.

What is that.

The hunter asked. Sungmin opened the pocket.

Looking at his movement, Sungmin put his hand inside the pocket.

What he pulled out was a constructible spear. He had bought it after his spear broke after the orc fight. Creak! Sungmin created the spear as the hunter looked.

... what is that?

The hunters mouth opened. It was a surprised face. What made him surprised was not the spear, but was the pocket. It was the size of 2 hands, but a spear came out of it. It was surprising.

Its called a interdimensional pocket. Ill give you this so can you let me live?

Why cant I just kill you and take it?

B*itch. His thinking was very logical. As he thought that, he still kept up his scared face.

He didnt understand the pocket. This guy didnt have the understanding of this world. To explain, he didnt understand the magic behind the pocket.

Th, this pocket has magic inside of it. If I die, it doesnt work anymore.

You want me to believe that?

Its true!

Sungmin shouted as he made a face. The hunter didnt know what to believe. Like Sungmin thought, he didnt know anything about magic. He knew how the world worked, and how hunting weak humans gave more profit than hunting monsters. So he was killing people who looked weak in this area.

That was it. Magic? What is that?

...Give that to me

The hunter said.

Leave the spear.

The hunter added. Of course. Sungmin put down the spear.

Up to here was Sungmins plan. Using the pocket, he would get the hunters interest. He would take the spear out.

Then he would show the spear.

The spear that was a weapon.

Come here.

The hunter ordered. Sungmin shook his legs and made a frightened face. He was glad that he was a 14 year old doing this.

He acted scared. He begged to let him live in return for the pocket. He put down the spear on the ground.

And then he encouraged overconfidence.

Can he do it?

It wasnt that he wasnt scared. He was acting cool-headed, but if he did something wrong, he would die. There was no other way when escape was impossible. He had to kill the other person.

He had to select a way. Frontal assault? No way. Lee Sungmin wasnt overconfident in himself. His [Amethyst Cloud] was still level 1, and the techniques that he was practicing werent strong enough. Inner strength. He didnt have enough. If he used a spear he would be able to survive a bit. But he wouldnt be able to win.

In his past life, he was second rate, the opponent now was third rate. If he used his past body, he would be able to win in a head-on fight.

But for now that wasnt possible. He didnt have a strong enough body yet. Even after 2 months of strengthening, he was nothing compared to a strong man. He couldnt use inner strength to overcome that strength weakness either.

Even as a third rate, he probably knew more techniques than Sungmin did. Sungmin only learned for 2 months.

Yet, Sungmin had experience. Wth 13 years of living, he had experience. A young child brings overconfidence.

The distance was closer. Sungmin moved closer.

Wait, throw it there.

The hunter spat. The guy wasnt a complete idiot. If Sungmin was just a regular No Class, the hunter wouldnt be this aware.

Maybe I shouldnt have ran away in the beginning? No, now its too late.

Sungmin stopped and pulled up the pocket. And he threw the pocket.

A bit high,

And a bit to the left.

The hunting reacted. He lifted his right arm up, and moved his body to the side. It was to get the pocket that was heading diagonally. When he moved, Sungmins hand was at the belt. The throwing knife was on his hand.

Pwk! The knife went forward. The hunter, surprised, moved. The knife barely missed the waist of the hunter.

In his body, inner strength rose up. The [Amethyst Cloud] was being used.

Pck! He used the [One Thunder] to move forward. The hunter didnt have any time to swing his knife because of his broken stance. Sungmin pulled out the knife on the back of his waist and stabbed in straight inside.

You son of a.!

The hunter screamed. Tired to scream. Sungmin swung the knife that was inside of him without hesitation.

Ack!

The hunter screamed. He moved back so it missed his vital points, but the knife cut through his stomach.

Die!

The hunter used his last strength. Even as he was bleeding hard,he swung his life with his right hand. Then Sungmin, without thinking, moved close to the hunters body.

This distance. He couldnt move away. He had to move towards him. The weapon like a knife could never swipe something that was close to the chest. Maybe if he stabbed it down

The third rate martial artists was like this. They didnt know how to adapt. They didnt know how to be cool-headed. They didn't know how to examine their opponent.

Puk.

The knife stabbed straight through the persons left chest. The knife stabbed straight through the heart. His body shook. His chin moved down, and the blood that came through his body straight out through the mouth flowed down.

Uh Uahhhhh

...Ha.

Sungmin breathed as he pulled out the knife. He pushed the body away with his left hand.

The person shivered slightly and lost his strength. Sungmin wiped away the blood on the knife. Then he searched through the hunters body.

...You stole a lot of money.

He earned 210,000 Erie.

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