Murderous Intention (1)

counseling room.

Sunlight streamed in softly through the cracks in the closed curtains.

Like a counseling room, it was a place where I felt comfortable.

"Wow, it's comfortable here."

Seo Moon-yeop buried himself on the sofa.

The thinning, elderly psychiatrist looked at him and smiled.

"Heh heh, but you shouldn't sleep."

"I'm trying to get some sleep, but I'll be patient."

Today was the day Seo Mun-yeop received psychiatric counseling.

All Battlefield players had to receive mental care through regular counseling, and Seo Moon-yeop was no exception.

"I saw a good performance at the World Cup. He was also great against the Netherlands."

"I did well."

Seo Moon-yeop nodded and praised himself.

While exchanging stories about the game, the counselor suddenly asked.

"Do you have any difficulties while playing Battlefield?"

"Yes, there is."

"Tell me honestly."

"The kids on our team are so bad."

It was too honest.

"No, I'm not asking about team problems, but about mental problems that I personally feel."

"So. What a toll it takes on my psyche."

"Are you feeling the burden of having to play many roles by yourself?"

"It's not like that."

Seo Moon-yeop said firmly.

I've never felt such a burden.

Even during the war, even now, he was carrying the world's survival on his back, but he wasn't the type to feel burdened because of that.

In the first place, there was not much sense of duty.

The spirit of challenge only flared up, and basically there was no heroism that the world would be dangerous if I couldn't do it. I had a pretty light idea that if it didn't work, it wouldn't matter if the world perished or not.

There was no burden of carrying the world's survival, much less the World Cup was just a game.

"If someone is going to compete for the strongest, why not make a team sport with 11 people?"

"Yes, of course. It's because it has the purpose of Battlefield to the end."

Cultivate superhuman strength to prepare for disasters that may happen again someday.

As it turns out, Seo Mun-yeop was a person who was diligently preparing for disaster according to the purpose of Battlefield.

"I have to have a taste of linking play because my breathing is well matched, but for some reason I feel like fighting alone. If this is the case, then it has no meaning as a team sport, right?"

"You might feel stressed about being cornered into a situation where you get killed because of your teammates' lack of skills, right?"

The counselor gradually approached the story with 'death'.

Seo Moon-yeop shrugged.

"It's been a long time since I didn't suffer death these days. It feels like I'm installing it by myself, so I'm just embarrassed."

"okay. Then let's turn the topic and talk about death."

"I see."

"Actually, Battlefield is a very dangerous sport. It is quite stressful to receive the hostility of an opponent who takes up a weapon and tries to kill you. That's why Battlefield is never allowed for ordinary people."

"hmm······."

"Even if you lose contact before feeling pain, it has the same effect as having a pseudo-death experience. Seo Moon-yeop also received numerous attacks while playing Battlefield, right?"

"yes."

"Do you feel threatened whenever that happens?"

"sometimes?"

"Tell me in detail."

"When you get attacked, you usually say, 'I can block that' or 'I can avoid that'. But when it comes to attacks that don't come out like that, I feel threatened."

I couldn't bear to admit that the target of the threat was a giant snake that I practiced every day these days.

"What do you do at that time?"

"What should I do? I will do my best until I die. I try to give one more attack and become a death."

"The moment you get an unstoppable attack, your mind knows you're going to die. Suffering death must be stressful for Seo Moon-yeop as well. Isn't it?"

"Yes, I am stressed."

Seo Moon-yeop inevitably gritted his teeth and continued.

"Speaking of which, isn't Battlefield overprotecting its players?"

"···yes?"

"Even though it's not a fatal attack, I get a death judgment and the connection is just disconnected. It's definitely worth fighting for that much. I know because I died once, but I know very well whether or not I am about to die. Battlefield is so sluggish because of that. I want to fight fiercely

Otherwise it's just death and it's over. How stressful is this?!"

The counselor was perplexed.

All Battlefield players were familiar with death. Because you can't live as a professional player if you're afraid of that. Because they are mentally stronger than normal people, they can withstand stress well.

However, all the players get stressed out when they get a death.

Since they are human beings, such psychological trauma accumulates and accumulates until it becomes unbearable.

For that reason, there are few superhumans who have intensified to the point of suffering from post-traumatic stress syndrome, but mental fatigue accumulates and eventually leads to retirement as a player.

The essence of that stress is fear.

As the special experience of quasi-death experience accumulated, fear was bound to accumulate.

however······.

'What kind of person shows no fear at all?'

No matter how strong the athlete being counseled may pretend, the counselor sees the fears they are trying to hide. However, Seo Moon-yeop did not see anything like that.

"Seo Moon-yeop went through a near-death crisis in the final dungeon. That's why he would be even more shocked if he was on the brink of death on the battlefield?"

"Ah, that's it."

Seo Moon-yeop said as if it was not a big deal.

"Are you close to dying then? My side was severely stabbed, and I couldn't see, probably because my optic nerve was damaged.

"Huh, that must have been a scary experience."

Even as he said that, the counselor couldn't erase his confused expression.

The fact that he remembered such details in detail meant that the defense mechanism to protect the ego did not occur. Even the experience of reaching death was not a shock to Seo Mun-yeop to the point of threatening his ego.

"It is scary. After I realized that death was like this, I wasn't afraid of dying after that. I wonder if it's because I got the 'immortality' superpower."

The counselor had no choice but to believe that nonsense.

'I seem to have a tendency to seek sensations, but I don't think there's any fear in my head. Is this possible?'

Sensation-seeking tendencies meant the tendency to take risks and seek new and complex experiences.

Seo Mun-yeop, whom he saw, had a strong tendency to pursue senses while taking physical risks without fail.

If not satisfied with healthy activities such as water skiing and mountain climbing, negative results such as antisocial behavior or alcohol or drug addiction could appear.

'Now that I'm playing Battlefield, it seems to satisfy that urge.'

The counselor did not know that he was experiencing a life-and-death thrill far more exhilarating than Battlefield.

***

"Did you come for counseling?"

"OK."

"Did you receive it properly and sincerely?"

"Oh, because it is."

Baekje-ho made a trustworthy request.

"I was surprised to hear that he had never been consulted before."

"How dare someone with a healthy mind like me receive psychological counseling?"

To Seo Moon-yeop's words, Baek Je-ho answered firmly.

"No, you should seek psychological counseling more than anyone else."

"Well, who are you treating as a psychopath? I was just abused as a child, murdered when I was 14, and fought in dungeons with a weapon."

"I am always afraid that you will be on the news."

He didn't know that he was more worried because he had been with Seo Moon-yeop for a long time than anyone else.

Suh Mun-yeop, who was asked to receive advice from Baek Je-ho on a regular basis, replied that he knew roughly, and headed to the training room.

There, too, he began training with extreme intensity.

While moving her body vigorously, she trained in hieroglyphic language to capture visual images in her aura. It was a terrifying training that overworked the body and mind at the same time.

Self-abuse that only Seo Moon-yeop, whose mental strength has reached 111, can digest. However, thanks to that, his ability was steadily rising.

-Target: Seo Mun-yeop (human)

-muscle strength 91/95

- Agility 110/111

- speed 100/101

- Endurance 102/103

-Spirit 111/112

-Tech 108/109

-Aura 111/112

- Leadership 100/101

- Tactics 100/101

-Psychic powers: analysis eye, throwing, immortality, amplification, soul conversion.

Agility, Endurance, and Aura increased by 1 each.

'As expected, training the body and aura at the same time was very effective!'

Seo Moon-yeop was delighted to see his ability to rise in a short period of time.

It was easy to focus on one thing.

Doing both at the same time increases the difficulty.

But in actual combat, you had to move your body and control your aura, so it was right to train your body and your aura together.

In this way, Seo Moon-yeop added ideas to increase the intensity continuously while training.

The more he did, the faster he became stronger.

'But now I'm completely familiar with the hieroglyphic language.'

Mastered two of the languages ​​of phonemes, hieroglyphs, and ideographs, which are the communication methods of the people of Jijeo.

Phonetic language was easy because you only had to put the sound coming out of your vocal cords into the aura, but hieroglyphic language was not easy because you had to put the visual images that came to your mind into the aura.

But now, he has become proficient as if he were a Ji-Jeo-in.

Thanks to the use of hieroglyphic language to deceive opponents in real battles, my skills improved quickly.

I felt that I was so used to it that I could no longer practice aura control with hieroglyphic language.

'I need more difficult training.'

-It is a great achievement to find out that Seo Moon-yeop can even use the language of tables.

The words of the 'servant' who taught me the language of Jijeoin came to mind.

At that time, it was a coincidence, but Seo Moon-yeop said that he put emotions into visual images.

He said that conveying emotions is only possible with the language of the table.

'Okay, let's practice. If you do it, you'll be fine.'

Seo Mun-yeop also decided to hone the language of tables.

It was absurd for humans to challenge the language of the table, which only high-level underground people could do, but Seo Moon-yeop, who had already mastered weapon spiritualization, did not think it was impossible this time either.

While thinking about how to train, Seo Moon-yeop brought a spear of his own.

'Let's put the murderous intention into the aura and put it on the window.'

Any superhuman can do it by putting an aura on a spear and stabbing it.

But what if you put the feeling of killing the opponent in it?

Although he did not know what would happen, he was Seo Moon-yeop who tried unconditionally.

Soon after, a new training began.

Dig! Pod!

The body continuously moved back and forth quickly to and fro to train agility and endurance.

at the same time.

Shh shh shh!

He reciprocated from side to side and stabbed the spear, training his skills.

Along with that, Pyo's language training is added to deliver the intent to kill through the spear.

Training four abilities at the same time!

No, since I endured such intense training and continued, I had to assume that a total of five things were being trained, including mental strength.

It was a training method that even Seo Mun-yeop, in the world, would soon get tired of.

He gritted it and continued.

And a few hours later...