How the Villain Lives

27. True winners.

Close your eyes and raise your prayers quietly. It is a prayer that I raise every morning, but every time I change my clothes honestly and do it with a sincere heart. And I shed tears every morning. Prayer for people. It is a prayer raised for all those who are not themselves.

"Everything will flow according to his will and according to his plan. Amen."

I left the room with a brief holiness. Praying to the Lord was sometimes thought to be too brief, but the important thing is not formality, but the heart. It is more fitting for him to move for an hour for people than to pray here for an hour. However, there was not a single person left on the street.

Desolate streets with chilly winds and garbage. There was only one person there. However, I had no choice. The number of Germans has fallen extremely. It would be a good thing not to be annihilated. Currently, the number that remains barely exceeds 3 digits. The war against France was the reason.

"Oh, my God, even the enemy told me to love you."

As he began to resent them, Wolf reproached himself and moved on. As usual, I tried to go to help a few people today, but for some reason my gut irritated my head. Wolf, who was pondering between the two options, soon decided to follow his intuition without pondering. It was because of the skills he was learning.

A skill called Trust recognizes and warns you of things that may benefit you and be unfortunate even if you do not hear the word of God in person or receive a prophecy. At least I've never lost it on account of this intuition. And in front of the arriving gate, Wolf unwittingly spits out his resilience.

"This is another spectacle."

Very positive!

The thick gates are slowly opening as if they were automated doors. It is impossible for the Germans in this city to leave the castle. After an intense war with France, the French banned almost all facilities, including the gates. That kind of door is opening..

"Putain!"

"Everybody, watch out!!!!!"

"I mean, shit!"

As soon as he opens the door, he's the bride. The man sent by the envoy raised his guard when he was ready to activate all the skills immediately. Whether it was misfortune or fortune, Wolf was just staring at himself with an outrageous look.

"I've had enough chaos to find you, but I'm glad to see you right away. Did you know we were coming?"

"Is that possible? We just ran into each other. It must have been God's will that we met. What brings you here more than that?"

Concentrate on the movement of one finger and one toe of the cheek. I'd rather deal with boss monsters. I felt like I was losing my life in real time.

"I need your help."

"My help?"

"Yes. If you help us, I will turn the facilities we've been restricting in return and make it possible to get out of the castle. Others.."

"I didn't even think you'd ask me for help. Surely he wasn't afraid of me?"

"But things are turning out pretty fast now. It might change your mind enough."

To be honest, he felt that this proposal was extremely unlikely to be accepted. They said they were at war with each other, but France drove Germany close to extinction. This city will be destroyed even if there are only two or one more compulsory missions if the current number of survivors is just over 100.

What if France were to ask Germany to do the same thing and cooperate? I'm going to punch him in the face right now and twist his hand. But no matter what happens, we have to close this deal.

'Leon said not to refuse any of those conditions for now. How far do we have to give it?'

"That's good."

"I guess so. Then, in return for creating a new identity, you are France's... what?"

"I said yes."

There was not a single suggestion that the working groups had given their heads in one day to reckon with the Wolf.

"The reason you're trying to take me is friction with other cities, right? What country?"

"Korea."

"South Korea! It's a country with a lot of pain."

Wolf knew a lot about Korea. The only remaining division on the planet. Germany was once divided into East Germany and West Germany, so it had a lot of interest in Korea.

'It's good to be able to preach his will not only to the French, but to more people. Tomorrow I will pray for the poor Koreans.'

"Then can you come with us like this?"

"Of course. I'd like to ask you one more question. Do you have a religion?"

"… I am an atheist."

"Hugh."

When Wolf heard that he was an atheist, he slightly lowered his head as he drew the Holy Spirit.

"May the grace of God be with you."

"No, I didn't believe in God, but if I hated him, I hated him."

If the Almighty were really there, would he be watching and driving people into this raw hell that they had to fight to survive? Even though he was not devout when he was on Earth, the young man who attended the church turned here into a perfect atheist.

The young man who spoke up to it silenced unwittingly. Despite the instructions from upstairs not to provoke as much as possible the Wolf!

'Fuck! I was crazy to insult God in front of that crazy bride!'

Even though I used to grind my teeth, I couldn't hide my heart, and I spit out my sincerity. He was in a state of extreme tension as he wondered how he would come out, but he remained unsuspecting.

"Don't be so wary. Did you think I would torture you or kill you if you hated and hated God and denied it? I swear, I've never done anything like that."

"Rumor has it you committed genocide in the name of God when you fought with us."

"It's a difference of perspective."

Wolf continued with a bitter expression.

"I assure you, I have never killed a man for hating him for not believing in God. Individual values and religions are not enforceable by others. Where else would a man be as foolish as killing a man!"

'What is it? It looks serious to me.'

The chef who grinds his tears and memorizes the prayer door is truly a faithful bride, no more than that. Rumor has it that Wolf was a monster that grabbed a man's throat while smiling at a monster of some kind. Rumors and realities did not match at all.

"Did the rumors spoil strangely? They may have propaganda to further their anger and hatred against Germany. '

It was plausible. When I thought about it, I began to feel different from the creature.

"I'm sorry. There's been a rumor."

"No, I don't care if you have the strength to live by blaspheming God. If he repents and repents, He forgives and embraces."

"... I feel sorry for a bride like you. I'll take it seriously later."

"When the time comes, come to receive the confessor. Huhu."

Believe me on the hundredth day and believe even more than the bride who cries out in praise. I thought it would not be bad to believe in God again if such a bride were with me. But I had to fold my personal impressions. So he unconsciously speaks a more polite tone towards him.

"If you'll excuse me, how many of you can't go with me?"

"As you can see, this place is a ruin now."

"So you mean no one?"

The young man frowned as if he could not understand. Even though the war between France and Germany was clear, neither side was doomed. But I couldn't understand what had happened, so I changed.

"No, that's not it. There is one person who has the skills to use."

"I'm sorry, but what's his job?"

"A warrior. May I ask you a question?"

"Ask me anything. Now that I'm on the same side, I'll answer anything I know."

I don't even need to be that vigilant if Germany is to fall this far if it still has the strength. Rather, numbers of this magnitude can absorb and strengthen the power of France.

"Can I ask why I need it? I feel like I'm casting gold on my face, but I'm definitely strong. But in a war of thousands and tens of thousands of people mobilized, I can't imagine that one power would have such a huge impact."

"War does not take place at large. It takes place on a small scale."

"Small? About 100 people?"

"Less. Maybe 10 people, or even fewer."

If I met a priest like this, I would have gone to church too..

Team war, private war. What do we do with it?