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Pick Me Up-Episode 341

2. Sword waiting to be drawn(6)

Kainil.

The man, who is considered the strongest gladiator, asked the man for help..

I want you to give me strength..

“Help me.?”

The man squinted..

“Yes. We have come to the conclusion that our plan requires you. If you help me, I can reduce the sacrifice..”

“Why did you think so??”

“I don't know why you don't have to explain..”

“Because I'm strong.?”

“Yes..”

Kainil looked straight into the man's eyes..

“17I 17 wins. No matter who takes it, the game is famous for being fierce and exciting.. Directing and winning is several times harder than simply winning.. If there was not a single defeat in such productions, it is even more so.”

“…….”

“Among your opponents were strong men who were comparable to me. But the fight with them was " staged." Isn't it stupid not to know?”

I'm directing..

Kainil represented the man's game like that.

That was what I said..

The man makes every fight fierce, regardless of the strength of the opponent.

If you're in the audience, you're in the bloodstream of blood and flesh, the difference between a sheet of paper. It would seem as if the man was winning..

But if you're discerning, you know..

It looks breathtaking at first sight..

It seems that the wins and losses were split by a very slight coincidence.

However, if you dig deep, the differences between the two are extremely divided.

It's a gap on a sheet of paper, but the opponent can never close the gap.

“Easy to say..”

Kainil sighed and then said.

“You're playing with us..”

“Hoo.”

“If you're a big adult, you can't play with a five-year-old kid. It's a blow. AVER not. You're the strongest gladiator here..”

Kainil spoke..

“Of course, I know it's not just farming..”

“…….”

“The gladiator who staged the fight against you, survives with high probability. It made a fun match. They look good. There are fewer gladiators who are judged to be poisonous..”

“So?”

“But now everyone knows. They're all on the lookout for you. These days, the arena's security has become noticeably heavy. They were all targeting you..”

Kainil's gaze was plugged into the man..

“If you do this, no matter how strong you are, you die. Apparently, the weapon was taken away..”

It was the right word..

Possession of a weapon that was the prerogative of a senior gladiator is no longer allowed to a man. Do not.

He was bare-headed..

“There is one offer. Let's get out here with us. There are many places to value your strength..”

“If you don't like it.?”

“Tell me why. I'll convince you..”

Kainil replied without hesitation.

‘That's fun..’

Usually, if you are refused, you will be swearing and stepping down.

But, try to convince yourself.?

It was a new way..

The man, intrigued, opened his mouth..

“You're unlucky..”

“…….”

“It's good to say, but you're trying to use me to live. I'm wrong.?”

Kainil bowed his head..

“They borrow the power of others because they don't seem to be among themselves. You can. By the way, what I get in that case is?”

“Each other...... Use each other to survive. We take advantage of you, and you take advantage of us…….”

“If I don't need your help,?”

The man was silent.

The man was screaming and saying, " Oh, my god.".

“If I'm so strong as you say, do I need your help? When I want to, I can get my body out on my own. I'd rather take you with me..”

“No matter how strong you are, it's impossible to beat all the guards and get out..”

“Why not think so? If I'm hiding more power?”

“……That's.”

“Isn't that your repose? While I'm dealing with the guards, I'm secretly escaping..”

“I swear. I'm risking my honor.…….”

“Don't let him honor you..”

The voice of the man had a sense of strength..

“You, Nana, are the scum who kills his relatives for the entertainment of the white aristocracy. Where's the honor of doing that??”

“…….”

“If you had truly known honor,you would have been destroyed. But you're not, are you? You live, right? So, how many people did you kill? How much did you kill to get there??”

Kainil was silent..

“I don't blame you. Neither do I. I sold my family to live. So, that's why they sold a lot of each other, so you're a senior gladiator. You used to do it..”

“…….”

“It's ugly to put honor in your mouth...... ?”

The man died..

It's rotten..

That's right, it rotted like it rotted..

There is no purloin of relief.

This was also what he said to himself.

It's a rendition, but in the end, the man killed himself to live..

That fact didn't change..

“That's right..”

Kainil said, as if he were thinking.

“You're right. You and I, everyone here, are rotten. For us who sold our kin to live, there is no honor.......”

“…….”

“I, too, had blood on my hands. Among them was a close colleague who was laughing and talking. But killed. I killed him to live. It's dirty work. I killed my friend...... .”

That's right..

I want you to realize..

Scum like us is good to disappear quickly..

What do you do when you escape?.

The only thing I learned was the skill of killing people..

It's called a ship, taking the things of the weak..

It's no different from the White aristocracy..

If so…….

“That's why.!”

“……?”

“I want to know..”

The man stared into the man's eyes..

One shake-free gaze.

A firm determination was shining in Kainil's eyes.

“All we learned was the killing technique. I've been killing my colleagues. It was an ugly life without honor. That's why I want to know. I want to know.!”

“What do you say??”

“Want to make sense. I want to give meaning to our lives! It was a crap life, but the end wasn't ugly! At least in the end, the knife is not to kill others, but to save them. He swung! I want to believe.!”

Bang!

Kainil took out the dagger and put it on the wooden table.

The tip of the dagger was studded with maps.

“This is a map of the city..”

Kainil said.

“The only way out of the city is the southern gate. But here's a troop of white aristocrats swarming. Destruction is approaching, but people can't evacuate because of them..”

“What's the intention??”

“I'm saving you..”

Get it.?

People?

The outrageous man looked at Kainil..

His eyes did not shake.

“If we leave here, we have time for people to escape. You can earn a certain amount. That's the plan..”

“I'm not going to go out and run, I'm going to take time off.?”

“Yes..”

Kainil slowly picked his breath..

“Maybe...... We may die there.”

“You know what??”

“Yes. We are all prepared. I swore for the first time in my life. The moment you die, the moment you die, the moment you die, the moment you die, the moment you die, the moment you die, the moment you die. I'm gonna swing it..”

“…….”

“I will not force you to do it. Please...... Help me escape. Then use us. I'll give you time..”

The man snorted.

Not to live, but to live.?

He doesn't believe in smouldering words..

‘Son, you're happy there. Trust us..’

Before he was sold into slavery..

‘I'll help you. Trust Me.’

Before being used.

The words they uttered were still deep in the man's brain..

It was a decade ago, but it didn't disappear from my chest..

What about the gladiators who stayed here together.

I have been arguing with you repeatedly, betraying you and arguing with you..

They have always walked deals with loyalty and promises.

“……I know it's hard to believe. I will..”

Kainil bowed his head..

“Then you know my answer..”

“Just think about it once again. I'll accept any conditions..”

“Whatever the conditions, you mean.?”

Hooked.

The man drew the dagger that was plugged into the table in front of him.

The blade spun through, and it reached Kainil's neck..

“Dedicate your neck..”

“……!”

“If you die for me, think about it. You said you were prepared to die anyway, right? If it's your calculation, I'm more important than you.?”

The man drew the dagger..

The blade tore a layer of skin..

Blood began to flow..

“That's…….”

“It's not a bad condition, is it? Earn my trust in exchange for your life. You have to be able to trust the guys who mess around with their gags..”

“…….”

“Are you making excuses to and fro? It's hard to control your colleagues unless I am. You need control. Therefore, I must not die....... Do you think you're going to rationalize this way??”

Kainil closed his eyes..

“You're trying to borrow my life, aren't you? Then give me your life..”

“Do as you want...... .”

“Hoo.”

“If my neck is needed as a token of trust, take it. Instead, keep your promise..”

“Then it's not a specification..”

The man gave power to the sack with the dagger.

The blade of the dagger dug into his neck..

If you go a little further, you'll touch the artery and flush the blood..

Suk.

Slowly.

Very slowly.

Skin cracks, thin muscles are revealed.

Right in front of him was the threshold of death.

“…….”

Kainil bit his lip..

“Mur, stop.!”

The man stopped his hand..

The gladiators who were outside the door with him poured into a heap.

All three together..

They knelt in front of the man in unison.

The man looked at the group with an unimpressed gaze.

“Cut us if you need life!”

“You can kill us all! Leave the captain.!”

“I'll ask you.!”

They knelt down and looked up at the man.

“That's weird..”

The man muttered..

“Ye, what's the lie??”

“There is no repose. I just need your strength..”

“Do you need me to do this??”

The doctor of refusal said enough.

That's too much..

If you're rude to this extent, it's normal to be angry, swearing, and backing down.

“I can't even sell it.?”

“I don't care about that. The captain told me he needed you. If so, you can afford a lot of snappy embarrassment..”

“If you need a neck, cut our neck.”

That's unpleasant..

The man thought.

They were being restrained.

You can hit them in public and kill them, and you can't kill them..

“Stand up. Annoying.”

“…….”

“Take your captain and turn it off..”

Wincing, the gladiators woke up..

They raised the captain, who was on his knees..

A dark stream of blood was flowing from Kainil's nape..

“Until you hear the words of acceptance……!”

“Already noisy enough. If you make more fuss, you'll be caught by the guards. You know.?”

Kainil was silent..

If you think persuasion didn't work, you're in a bad mood..

“I'm sorry..”

“…….”

“If possible...... I didn't want to borrow your power..”

Kainil bowed his head..

And woke up from the seat.

“Let's go..”

“But……!”

“We're not here to be deterred..”

At Kainil's words, his colleagues stood up..

“Excuse me a lot. Forgive me for my rudeness..”

Kainil gave his voice, and he spoke briefly.

“If you change your mind, please contact me. I'm waiting..”

Kainil took his colleague and disappeared..

Static in the room.

The man closed his eyes and thought.

‘That's why I want to know...... ?’

Kainil said..

I've been dirtier than anyone..

We have sold our kin for the pleasure of the white aristocracy..

So, at the end, he said he wanted to know the honor..

Honor..

The man doesn't know what that word means.

In chivalry and literature, honor was different from each other.

But there was common ground.

Wielding the sword for yourself, not for others.

Of course, gladiators and bandits kill for survival, and basically It's different..

Because he who knows honor is worthy of himself.

For those who know honor, there are no rotten feelings like self-loathing.

Even if he died the very next day, he could finish his life without regret.

Therefore, the black slaughter of those who know honor is not a tool.

It was a light to observe his will.

“…….”

The man looked at his hand..

I killed a few people to live..

Not for yourself..

It was for the entertainment of the white aristocracy..

He used a sword wielded by others for survival.

Can this be called honor.

What's left of you when you die like this.

There is only a life dotted with disgust and regret..

Haa.

The man sighed.

Followed by said.

“Come in..”

The steps that lingered outside the door stop..

Soon I heard a knock, and the door opened..

“Si, excuse me..”

It's not Kainil..

One of the colleagues next to him.

It was closer to a boy than a young man.

“I'm called...... Bian..”

Vian bowed his back..

“The terms are?”

“If you change your mind, wait for help at any time…….”

“What did you hide behind it??”

“Oh, this is the plan of the operation.!”

You're quick to notice..

Vian changed his complexion in an instant, and spread the map on the table.

This was also a map of the city, but notes and pictures were drawn here and there There are.

“Me, are you helping us with our plan??”

“Listen and think..”

Vian's face turned pale.

“All right.!”

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