I Became the Childhood Friend Who Commits Suicide

Chapter 62

“Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

“Then let’s get going.”

pink falcon and the girl headed deep underground in the temple, making their way to the most secluded area.

On the floor of the vast chamber was a red magic circle. Within the circle was a hexagram, and at its center, an image of a dragon appeared as if roaring.

“What is this?”

“It’s a spatial transfer spell, also known as teleportation.”

pink falcon confidently stepped onto the magic circle. The girl, wearing a slightly hesitant expression, cautiously followed.

A dark glow emanated from the circle, and soon a transformation began. Closing her eyes tightly, the girl waited for the light to fade. Then, she heard a voice beside her.

“We’ve arrived.”

“…Huh?”

The girl opened her eyes slowly, realizing that the entire scene before her had changed.

In an instant, they had indeed traveled to a different place.

The artificial marble architecture she had felt before was gone, replaced by a naturally formed, deep cavern.

The only familiar element was the red magic circle on the ground. Although she didn’t fully understand the mechanics, it seemed that they could teleport between spaces where identical magic circles were inscribed.

“Where are we?”

Looking around, she saw nothing but stalactites and stalagmites, making it impossible to discern her location. In response to her question, pink falcon pointed to an exit where light seeped in from afar.

“Once we step outside, you’ll see.”

They walked out of the dark cave, and as the bright light suddenly flooded her vision, the girl’s eyes adjusted, and she took in the scenery with her mouth slightly agape in awe.

It was a breathtaking view.

The endless blue sky stretched overhead, with snowy mountains and lush green meadows below, covering the ground.

“This is the Alps.”

“Wow…”

They had traveled from the Pacific to Europe in an instant.

—

The two of them traveled by train.

No one questioned their flawlessly forged identities.

“Do you remember the mission objective?”

“Yes.”

The girl nodded solemnly.

This was her first mission—a kind of test. If she failed, she couldn’t join the apostles.

The mission was much more daunting than she’d expected.

Her task: assassinate the head of the Association’s France branch.

He was a radical advocate of demon extermination, going so far as to insist that demon elimination should take precedence over gate defense and beast eradication.

Recently, his views had gained considerable support, particularly in Europe, where demon crimes were on the rise. If the head of the France branch became the rallying point for demon extermination, it would inevitably hinder the apostles’ future activities.

Thus, this assassination mission was of utmost importance.

The root had to be cut before it could grow.

Moreover, today was the day of the France branch leader’s public speech. If this speech received widespread support, the Association would likely issue an official statement immediately.

“But if we kill him in the middle of his speech, won’t they realize it was us?”

“Of course they will.”

“Wouldn’t that just make people more cautious?”

pink falcon replied calmly.

“That’s exactly what we want.”

“What?”

“Humans should fear and be wary of us. It’s laughable that they think they can just wipe us all out.”

“…”

She seemed like a nice person because of her calm tone. Perhaps she wasn’t as nice as the girl had thought.

“If this assassination succeeds, the Association will tread more carefully. It’s necessary to limit their actions.”

“I get what you mean, more or less.”

The intent was clear, but could they actually pull it off? Could the two of them really slip past tight security and assassinate the branch leader?

Unlike the anxious girl, pink falcon seemed completely confident in the success of the mission.

“Assassination is my specialty. Candidate, just provide support from behind.”

“Alright, I trust you.”

“Candidate” was how she referred to the girl—a simple reason, as she was still only a candidate for the apostles, not yet a full member.

They traveled directly to France. Despite the long journey, the two had exchanged only a few words.

Neither was particularly talkative, and with the girl lacking any memories, there wasn’t much to discuss.

“Do you remember anything at all?”

“No…”

“That must be difficult.”

The girl had even forgotten her own name.

pink falcon asked, “So, what do you call yourself now?”

“I… don’t think I have a name.”

“Huh? But didn’t you live with the commander? What did he call you?”

The girl managed a bitter smile, which was answer enough.

pink falcon watched her silently before asking, “Why do you want to become an apostle?”

“Because my teacher wants me to.”

“Is that the only reason?”

“…I’m sorry. I’m not sure.”

The girl’s response was unusual, but pink falcon wasn’t in a position to give advice.

Their conversation ended on that note.

Finally, by the time they reached their destination, night had fallen. The building where the speech would be held was so brightly lit that it was visible from afar.

“What’s the plan?”

“We’ll head to the sniper point I scouted in advance.”

They still had plenty of time. However, it seemed the Association had prepared more thoroughly than expected, with guards stationed not only around the venue but extending far beyond it.

Even so, it wasn’t an issue. pink falcon’s chosen sniper point was far beyond the range of ordinary security.

From the mountain peak, the girl squinted at the venue below.

No way. It was too far. Even with binoculars, she could only make out the building faintly, making it seem impossible to precisely target the branch leader inside.

She looked at pink falcon with a worried expression. Meanwhile, pink falcon was calmly preparing her bow.

Using a bow, at this distance? Incredible.

“Can you even see from here?”

“If I focus, I can see.”

“…Will you actually hit?”

“If I aim carefully, yes.”

Could she be serious? Even if pink falcon’s confidence was genuine, what role did that leave for her? She’d be doing nothing but sitting idly by.

“The important part comes after the assassination.”

“Alright, so we just wait here?”

At least they didn’t have to worry about being discovered by guards; nobody would imagine an attack coming from a remote mountain peak in another town.

“I’m doing it now.”

“Now?”

“Yes. The speech has just begun.”

She was giving updates as if she could really see it.

As pink falcon nocked an arrow and took aim, a pink haze rose from the ground, swirling around her like delicate petals.

The sight was mesmerizing, almost like cherry blossoms blooming in the crisp autumn air.

The pink petals soon converged around the arrowhead, spinning gently.

Finally, as pink falcon finished her aim and released the bowstring, the arrow vanished completely.

“Huh?”

The girl couldn’t comprehend what had happened. It wasn’t that she’d lost sight of it due to its speed; the arrow had simply disappeared.

“Let’s go. They’ll be searching here soon.”

“Wait, it’s over?”

“Yes. The target’s breath has ceased.”

Just like that, it was over.

Would the branch leader even have realized he was dead?

If it were her, could she have reacted in time to that invisible arrow? She doubted it; such an attack would be difficult for any apostle to counter. It was an overwhelmingly powerful assassination technique.

In silent amazement, the girl followed pink falcon down the mountain path. Once they descended, the Association would have no way to capture them.

Just as she thought this, someone appeared before them.

A young girl in a white robe blocked their path.

“I didn’t expect you to snipe from such a distance. You got me good.”

For the first time, pink falcon looked visibly shaken.

It was no wonder.

The seemingly young girl before them was actually the ‘Archmage,’ considered one of the most powerful S-rank heroes.

“…This is an unexpected turn. We need to escape.”

“You think I’ll just let you go?”

A deafening roar filled the air.

Looking up, they saw a massive meteor falling toward the mountain.

Only then did the girl grasp the gravity of the situation.

—

Just minutes before, the mountain had been lush and green. Now, all that remained was barren earth.

The very terrain had been leveled, forming a deep crater.

In the desolate wasteland, only the robed girl stood proudly.

The Archmage spoke to someone through the crystal orb in her hand.

“I lost them.”

—Lost them? You?

“There was an unexpected variable.”

The Archmage recalled the girl who had been with the apostle.

She’d used a strange, unfamiliar ability.

“Still, I got a solid hit. The apostle should be dead.”

—Well, that’s some relief.

The masked falcon-like demon had sustained a fatal injury and wouldn’t survive long.

The important thing was that the strange girl had escaped.

“I’ll put out a wanted notice.”

—Do you remember her face? You’re known for forgetting things easily.

“I memorized the basic features. Cream-colored, curly hair…”

—…Wait, what?

The person on the other end reacted, and the Archmage tilted her head in curiosity.

“Why? Do you know her, Yeonhwa?”

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