Chapter 5: Chapter 4

Crack!

Everyone was startled back to reality by the loud boom as the ground started to tremble violently.

*What the heck was that?

"Where did that loud noise come from?

William was the one who first noticed the change in the circumstances. He could immediately identify the source of the shaking because his senses were already operating at maximum capacity.

Everyone looked toward the gold in the bag next to them as soon as William yelled," don't run out through the exit" and they all made an effort to grasp onto the bag. As the entire mine started to tremble, the hitherto quiet corridor started to tremble erratically.

"God damn it! I can’t stand this!”

As he collected the sizable bag of gold and moved toward the end of the passage, the miners who had been the first to object to the concept of further exploration of the mine started spewing out expletives. 

I'm leaving so you can all enjoy harvesting more; this is sufficient for me, or whatever.

Before turning to face Kent, the miner glared at him with a look that conveyed all of his appreciation for the chance to gather gold. He then grabbed the bag and started running.

Then it occurred. Kent widened his eyes even more.

“No!!”

Splash!

The space over the miner's neck abruptly disappeared. The decapitated body fell to the ground helplessly.

“K, kyachk?!”

“Uwaa?! Uwak!!”

The miners started yelling nonstop.

Two bodies entirely clothed in bulletproof armor with uniforms underneath, orbs on their wrists, and the force that tore a human being's head apart with a gunshot returned emerged from the shadows as if nothing significant had occurred. And facemasks covering everyone's faces, AK-47 style guns and magical magazines all over him.

Who in the world is that?

"What in the world? Does that imply that we are a target here and they are here to kill us?"

"Do these people need to be resisted; did the mining association want to have us all killed?"

"How can I? I couldn't even see that dang bastard fire a magic bullet!"

But Williams was aware of the truth, unlike the others present.

Since he was a former soldier, he knew who those people were and that their problems had only just begun. However, due to his overwhelming fear, he never meets them in person.

At that moment, rapid-firing flashes of crimson bullets emerged from the darkness.

Are these the proclivities of a magic user?

No, an urgent warning signal was being sent out by a living being's instincts.

Something was on the way. something that none of them could handle!

Williams shouted as loudly as he could as he turned to face the other miners.

"Stay down!"

Red bullet flashes emerged from the shadows almost simultaneously. Williams collapsed on the ground.

Bang!!

William was standing just where the beam of light was directed.

One-hundredth of a second.

No, by a tenth of a second he almost avoided death; it was too near for comfort. Sadly, not everyone had William's good fortune.

“Euh-ahahack!!”

The skulls of those who were engulfed by the crimson bullet were blown off where they were standing. Where the flashes sped past, only the lower bodies of what had been a human miner remained.

The people who watched the deceased miners' final moments from the sides heard the screaming, not the dead miners themselves.

"What in the world was that?"

"Oh, euh, euh."

"How, how can there even be such a thing?"

Only ten of the twenty-two miners survived, which caused the surviving miners to start panicking.

None of them had ever before in their life endured a severe onslaught like that.

He told me to get down, so I merely managed to make it.

If not for the cries of "Mister Cowbell,"

The miners swallowed anxiously as they regarded William. William ended up being their improbable savior. They could only think what might have happened to them if he hadn't given them his timely warning, and the prospect chilled their bones.

“…..”

While still lying prostrate on the ground, William scowled at the shadow

Although they grinned, they didn't shoot once more.

"Is the assault... over?"

William felt his legs tremble as he looked underneath him.

This was the driving force behind his decision to leave the military and pursue side jobs. He currently works for the mining association and takes part in straightforward expeditions like this one, even though he was formally the least capable soldier with a grade of William's breathing becoming more labored by the second.

He could not be this way. He had to take action.

Someone grabbed Williams' shoulders and violently shoved him back down as he was ready to raise his head, thinking that he needed to take action.

"Do not stand up."

Before anyone noticed, Mister Kent was somehow next to the young person. Even though William was agitated, he followed instructions.

Then Kent yelled, "Nobody move!" to the other miners. Keep going precisely as you are! Before concentrating on William, Kent took a look around.

Only those that moved were obliterated. Those who paid attention to you and broke through survived.

"That's how it appears," Kent cocked his head just a bit.

"I thought you informed us after discovering something?"

"Yes, I'm doing fine, but I never imagined I'd run into them in person. In addition, I had a bad feeling that something bad was about to happen".

Just then, a flash of light missed Kent's sight.

"Who is that?"

(Or, to put it another way, his instincts are pretty good. He is a G-grade soldier, right? If only his skills were a little bit better....)

Kent looked ruefully at William as he discovered a little window of opportunity to assess the older miner's health.

And when the young man discovered something dreadful, his eyes widened.

"Your, your, Sir... Do you have a pierced arm?

"This is meaningless. I'm still able to hold on.

But, but, yet...

William gulped his saliva down.

The left arm of Kent, who wasn't holding William's shoulder down, was pierced by a 30m magical armor-piercing bullet 

Before removing his shirt, Kent took a moment to assess his situation. He wrapped his left arm to stop the bleeding, concealing the excruciating pain he must be experiencing.

"Please assist me in tying up the end. It's challenging to use one hand for this" As he bit his lower lips to numb the agony, Kent murmured.

Kent's eyes lit up in surprise as William said, "They are called Majin, they are human experiment assassins from the empire, as you can see, they don't speak, as their tongue has been cut off."

"What?, I don't suppose the empire would have people like this." Mr. Kent remarked with skepticism.

"I don't know much about them, but since the empire created them, they frequently get recruited by other corporations or organizations to perform unethical activities."

"If you had seen them previously, how did you know so much about them!" Kent turned to face William as they both mumbled.

As he aids mister Kent in stopping the blood in his hand with his t-shirt, he remarks, "I just heard about rumors and read about them in a stolen report, but today verified that rumors were genuine."

Then, William could do nothing more than nod. They managed to temporarily stop the bleeding in some way.

Only a painful moan and a deep sigh emerged instead of a shout, but that was to be expected. It was a placard that listed ten years of mining and magic-using expertise.

Williams' expression darkens as he continues, "And according to the report, these assassins are one of a kind.

What are you saying? Kent asked inquisitively while groaning in agony from his pierced arm.

"Ugh"

They are psychopaths that play with their victims rather than quickly dispatching their targets like other assassins.

Mister Kent grinned and gripped his right arm as William felt him say, "Shit, we are doomed."

“Fuu…..”

Kent's vision sharpened as he observed his surroundings after the first aid was finished. The assassin had ceased attacking them, but nothing had changed for the better.

And like so, seconds continued to tick by.

"Sob, sob..."

"Why are we forced to endure such suffering?" Even fewer miners started crying now as they examined the gold in their sacks.

The other miners' tolerance was also wearing thin. But William agreed.

Right, we can't linger here indefinitely.

But what was there he might do? If Kent's suspicions were accurate, they would be fired the instant they moved.

They also had to worry about the two soldiers protecting the entry who were wearing face masks since they believed they could battle them since their mana couldn't be detected, even if they managed to avoid the bullets and beam bullets and defeat the soldiers guarding the exits.

Some miners reasoned, "They must be weak because I can't feel their mana."

But they were wrong; those assassins are more powerful than they are because they can't sense their mana.

He couldn't see the exit keepers with his eyes because of how quickly they could shoot. Could he or anyone else make a break for it or engage the soldiers in combat before they shot them down?

It sounded utterly impossibly difficult.

Which implied that the miners' destruction was only a question of time.

Wait, is it only a question of time?

He was filled with a profound sensation of discord as his thoughts arrived there. anything that couldn't have happened yet nevertheless did.

But nobody else appeared to have yet recognized "it."

"Something… Something was missed here."

Without a doubt, that "something" held the key to their rescue.

At that time.

"Stay here!"

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Miser Joe, who was at the far end of the group, was yelled at by Kent.

"Be quiet! Who knows when these odd soldiers will start firing at us once more! But you want me to remain here when I have already accomplished my goal?" Mr. Joe removed his gold-filled sack.

Joe was a powerful miner who could employ close combat magic. He could extract tons of gold per minute.

These types of magic users possessed physical skills that were much above those of ordinary people. Additionally, Joe was set to negotiate a contract with a major metalsmith corporation after they recently acknowledged his mining skills.

"I won't pass away here today."

Joe prayed to his orbs as they turned scarlet and put all of his mana down to his legs while remaining low to the earth.

With the sack of gold in his hands, he was aiming at the exit passage.

His legs' muscles were rapidly gaining size.

'Damn it,'

Kent was limited to muttering to himself.

Joe suddenly kicked the ground and shot forward.

William quickly whipped his head around to look at the shadow. One of the exit soldiers, whose face mask had a mouth opening, grinned while stretching his arm fixed on the neck of the advancing mister Joe, confirming his suspicions.

He immediately grasped his neck, all of his mana flowing to his hands, and his orbs began to shine.

Kkyaaahck!!”

The guy miner yelled in the air at the top of his lungs.

Joe's gut was crushed out by the soldier, and blood spattered like water from a waterfall as he smirked.

Thud-

The gold sack and Mr. Joe's lifeless body both plummeted to the ground at the same time.

The miners' faces froze completely.

Oh, my God.

Mr. Joe was never allowed to go to experience the day. Blood poured out, leaving only the two ownerless bodies on the ground.

One of the males with a somewhat weaker constitution started vomiting his stomach's contents.

“B-blergh!!”

William's face likewise lost its composure.

(As anticipated, the assassins could simply eliminate them if they so desired. It would be simpler than walking on crawling insects.)

If that is the case, why didn't it, then?

Even though they had the ability to kill them, they hadn't.

Compared to other assassins or mercenaries, who would attack as soon as they spotted their targets, this was an entirely different pattern of conduct.

"Hold on... Could they have desired something from the mine, perhaps the gold?"

In William's mind, a piece of the puzzle finally fits in this location. He started thinking back to the report that he had read while serving, and this was the reason.

[The special assassins only respond to what they are sent; they do not speak or act on their own.]

(This indicates that they aren't here to murder us; rather, they're for the gold we harvested.)

A cry was directed at the remaining miners by William.

“Everyone!”

In an instant, their focus moved to him.

William looked at them and then spoke.©¥£

"Hell no, my golds, I can't do it"

After hearing him, Miners started cocking their heads.

my gold,"

"You want us to give those folks my gold, right?"

Before shouting at William, miners exchanged glances with one another.

"You sucka! What the hell are you talking about here?"

"Why the hell not? Given the challenges and problems we all currently face in our daily lives, how can you say something like that?"

"William shakes, have you lost your mind?!"

Ben started snorting like a bull and his face burned red.

"Mister Ben, I had no clue you'd be this way! I would have punched you in the face if I could move!"

The assassins assassinated six of their teammates. So it was rather clear that when he instructed the miners to deliver their gold to them, they would scream at him.

It was simple to comprehend how these miners were feeling right now.

"And the most crucial factor is..."

The most significant factor was that he lacked any logical support for his argument. All he had were his instincts and the rumors he heard.

That was the only way to put it.

However…

"I'll follow your instructions," he said.

That voice came from behind William. Everyone's gaze went there right away.

It was Mr. Kent, who served as this group's de facto leader.

"Mr. Kent?"

"You're going to give that fucking bastard your gold, aren't you?"

Kent gazed directly at wiliam as the other miners started to panic.

"Youthful dude. You've made a discovery, haven't you?"

William firmly shook his head.

"Is it your instinct once more?"

"No. I read about it in the report when I was in the military, so I knew it would work."

“I see.”

Ten people had just survived because of William's instincts.

Even if there were now eight after the passing of Mister Joe, wouldn't it be worthwhile to believe William's instincts at least one more time if they were correct?

Kent had that in mind.

The atmosphere had already changed to one of solemnity and silence when Kent thrust out his bag of golds in his palm and said, "Tell my gold," at the assassins.

Immediately, a group of masked assailants emerged from the shadows, approached Mr. Kent, took his bag, and fled.

"He did it."

William yelled out once more, seizing the chance.

"I implore you all, everyone! Please give the soldiers your bag of gold. We might be able to escape from here unharmed!

"May survive."

"possibly be able to survive."

Those short, straightforward words had a powerful impact.

"We might survive,"

"We can leave this place, right?"

"Just put your greed aside?"

The hesitant miners pretended to truly want to give them the bag by starting to push out the gold in it and shouting for it to be taken. The number of them doing the deed grew with time. Even Kim, who was grumbling, in the end, gave his bag to the soldiers.

Everyone jumped to their knees quickly, but there was no discernible change in the way the bullets were being fired. The shiver-inducing red beams of bullets were still shining from the shadow.

William experienced a cold sweat.

(Was I mistaken?)

There was now just one person left. In such a case, he would be.

His attention then turned to his bag, asking, "What about him, shit? Is he going to hand the assassins his bag of gold?" (how am I going to survive without the money if I sold the gold)

No matter how charitable one was, it was difficult to give away his gold, but he grinned his teeth as he stood up with his bag of gold and shouted "my gold take it" immediately soldiers came out and took it. But even so, life is more valuable than gold, he thought (if I were still alive I could get more gold right).

At last, something started to alter.

“Huh? Uh, uhh?!"

First to speak up were the miners who had noticed the difference.

"The exits soldiers! No gunfire, please!"

*"What in the world? Do you think this will work?

"No red bullet shot!"

Soldiers at the exits departed.

The leftover soldiers eventually dispersed.

“Oh!! Ohhh!!”

Miners started shouting their joy.

The red bullet has vanished!

"We succeeded!"

The ecstatic miners started to stand up one at a time. The shadow still didn't discharge the crimson beam of the red bullets even then.

Lately, William let out a sigh of relaxation.

“Whew….”

Just as he had expected, the assassins faithfully followed the report's instructions.

The shit has ended.

Although they are psycho, they only interact with their prey. William was under too much stress to recall.

that time was.

Rumble!!

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