280 Yongsan Station, Siberian Cold (5)

Vladmir threw the ax over Hanho's head. Hanho blocked it with a dagger a little while ago, but this time, he couldn't respond.

Although Hanho was wearing an iron helmet, it would be crumpled like a piece of paper and his skull would be broken by the ax.

Clang―

However, Vlamidir's ax stopped in the air. To be precise, it was blocked by a golden shield.

"Uh?"

"Hey, your IQ is the same as my hamster!"

Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!

While Vladimir was confused for a moment, Hanho stabbed his body with six daggers.

"Khuuuuuuuuuuuu…"

"When I put my hamster in the transparent case, he used to keep scratching it, thinking there was nothing there. You are exactly a giant hamster!"

"Shut up, you crazy bastard...Kuhhhhhhh."

Vladimir fell under Hanho's feet.

"I'm… Kuhhhhhhh… a warrior…"

"Goodbye, hamster."

"..."

The warrior who lived harshly in the Siberian fields during his life ended up being treated as a hamster in his last moment.