How the Villain Lives

23. Monsters.

When the spiders who were watering everywhere in black disappeared, Sung-hoon, who was crouching in the corner, walked on the cloak and stood up in place. The face of Seong Hoon, who was loosening the straps around his sleeve, literally turned white.

Even though I didn't share my life with the violent death, I didn't know that my spirit would be consumed like this. I still feel like a little spider sticking to my body and squirming.

Looking down at my feet, I saw Teresa, who had been torn to pieces and had turned so much that I couldn't find my body. Sung-hoon leaned against the wall and squashed several times after seeing the body of the mountain. The experience of spiders crawling all over the body was horrible.

At least Sung-hoon was able to endure it without moving in hell thanks to the help of his skills. If not, it was almost 100% likely that it would have moved intolerably in the middle.

"But first, we've dealt with the important issue. And the second problem is that warriors don't have to worry.."

Even if Sergei and Boris arrive, all they can do is turn into ruins. I entrusted Eli with the warrior and told him to move the place as soon as he left. Eli would think that would be enough to deal with the man.

Essentially, what I did to the Japanese is not very different. There is no compromise or negotiation as long as you have been trapped and killed the female archer who was your companion anyway.

By now, it's probably a situation where Eli is mentally limited by all sorts of magic without being able to resist. It's a physical killing. If you have a life, you can resurrect it perfectly without any aftereffects.

However, the spirit is not.

'It would be impossible to kill your mind completely because you have so little time, but even if you go back, it would be impossible to live a normal life.'

I swiped the wreckage with my feet and carefully walked down the street, and soon I could get to the end again.

There were two items left in the case that had not been taken, but Sung-hoon did not touch them. Just taking that item was a condition for the appearance of the boss.

I'm chasing another group hard right now, but if Sung-hoon takes this item here, the target will change and the monster will attack him.

It's not important to chase what's in front of you right now. Sung-hoon, who entered the passage where the giant spider appeared, scratched the security card because he had seen it several times before.

String!

"Pleasure collection."

Qaaaaaah!

"Huff?!"

Clearness, a strong man in China, could not understand what was happening now.

I went out to save the women who were being chased by a man while I was walking around the city.

Counter?

He himself is a secondary awakening examiner who has mastered the elite swordsmanship, the Taekwondo method. Who's stopping him? I swung my sword toward the villain without any hesitation. And the results were as you can see now.

"Tai Chi Manli!"

Softly rotating Taenic Sword.

An attack with a certain chance to reflect damage and reverse the skill. Herbs that can fight back while defending. Against this, however, the response of the blond man, Jack, was simple.

Swing a large claymore that matches a person's height from left to right.

"Idiot! Competent steel! With strength, softness... Huh?"

What I realized was wrong was the moment that the Taekwondo Sword and Claymore hit. It's like bumping into a huge chunk. When I was immature, the sensation I felt when I bumped into my opponent came up on the sword.

He hurriedly twisted his sword and body to scatter the shock, but before that, Jack let Claymore go as if it were a toy and rushed like a bull and accepted the clear chest that had not yet been properly balanced.

"Argh?!"

The clarity that scattered the blood with one blow was stuck on the ground. The viscera was damaged, of course, and several bones were broken.

"Competent Steel? I've heard of it, but I'm sure it's broken by a typhoon, but it's spilling reeds?"

"You, Inohm!"

Coincidence!

"Khhhhhhhh!"

As he secretly moved his finger to use the method that had been learned with a small amount of spleen, Jack lifted his foot and stepped on his finger as if waiting. The horse stepped on it. If you compare the strength with the stamina of the two, it 'squeezed' them.

Grasping a finger that turned into a lump of blood, Jack leaned his foot slightly over the rest of his fingers toward the buzzing clarity.

"Uh, how come there's one of my spleen that no one knows about?"

"The Chinese are annoyed by the use of so many strange technologies. Hey, how much agility do you think I have? I don't know technology, but I'm a lot faster than you. It's not too late to respond. Oh, so how far did you go? Spill whatever you want. In front of real strength.."

I didn't ask him, but as if I couldn't cut it without explaining it, it was Jack who explained the situation. It was incredibly light, because it was the attitude of the person who made one person out of blood bread.

"Then the frostbite explanation is over and I'll give you a choice."

"Line... taxi tickets?"

"My offer is simple. Take my orders for the rest of the time. If you promise me one thing, I'll guarantee your life. If you refuse my offer, all the suffering that a human can suffer here will go through and three items will be taken away. Think about what you'd rather choose."

"Hmph! What the hell do you expect me to believe?"

Jack raises his one mouth and says,

"I don't care if you don't believe me."

"What?"

"If you don't believe me, you just do what I say. What do you want to do?"

Argh.

Seeing Jack's face with his foot on his other finger sneaking around, he tried to refuse, spitting out his groaning. He is the proud unmanned man of the continent. There is no reason to surrender to such a snob.

However, as he faced Jack's pupil, a cold sweat poured down his spine.

'That's...' Expecting 'eyes. There is no concern or anger about situations that don't go their way. If I accept, if I refuse, if I refuse, he expects the situation!'

"I hope you answer quickly. Huh? If you don't want to die?"

"Oh, got it! I'll take your word for it."

"Fine, then don't resist and accept the skill. What's your name?"

"… clarity."

Jack Apron has applied for a "legitimate contract".

Jack Apron will not attack Clearness directly or indirectly for the next week.

If you break the above contract, you can attack with the requirements of the party's defense.

Clearness acts on Jack Apron's orders for the next week.

"Did you have this skill? '

Did you have this kind of contracting skills?

Moreover, the penalties were not widespread. If you violate this content, you will be under a strong curse for a while. I don't know if the city is cursed to shave the stats to pieces here.

"Before that, it says here that I will not do me any harm, directly or indirectly, for the next week. Can you be sure?"

"How?"

"Such vague expressions are of their own volition to interpret. Add a new provision. From this moment on, I will not order anyone in this city to kill me. I would also like to add that we cannot allow any self-harm to enter into that order."

"meticulous, I'm not the kind of guy who plays with contracts. Well, if you want, I'll change it."

After thoroughly confirming the contract that was changing as he demanded, Clearness pressed the accept button with a chewing face, even a bug.

"So what am I supposed to do?"

"It's not that hard. You just have to find two people. What do you say, it's easy?"