How the Villain Lives

31. Don't you remember yet?

"Somehow the atmosphere is calm these days."

"What's with the mood? That's nice."

"I hope you're always comfortable in it."

"What? You want to fight? Why all of a sudden?!"

Behind his furious friend, a man curls his head as he looks at people walking down the street. People are just as energetic and busy as usual. And yet, why is the atmosphere so calm? The man who was thinking for a while later could see why.

There was no laughter on people's faces. Most of the time, they were all making subtle expressions or expressionless, and even some people were making awkward expressions.

"What? Are you having a period as a group? '

A man who was about to return to his home thinking in vain could not see in front of him and bumped into someone's shoulder.

"Sorry."

It's a formal apology, but I thought it would end as long as there was a shield emblem on his chest. However, the situation began to flow in a different direction from his expectations.

"What the fuck? No eyes? Can't you see?!"

It was a harsh reaction just like treating the enemy of some cripple. To the point that if you see someone you don't know, you think you've done something that would upset you.

"Now, wait, didn't I say I'm sorry?"

"If you're sorry, is it over? Huh?"

"Hey, let's stop making this hassle and get through. Yeah? If the fight escalates, there's nothing good for you."

"Hmph? Do you trust that badge on your chest?"

The giant who bounced off the badge with his finger, informing him that he belonged to the Alliance's wreath, grabbed his hand and began to exert a force. He was wearing light leather armor, so he couldn't beat the pressure that was tightening like a vise and his face began to harden. If it had been like before, it would never have been possible to act like this.

However, since the alleged misconduct of the coalition and the establishment of an organization called the Thaw Office, there have been occasional people who have been in such minor strife.

"Close your eyes and do it? '

He squeezes his right hand with strength. If you just eat like this, you can put the regime in that open boat. But before he moved his body, a colleague who was next to him pulled his big hand aside and stuck it in the middle.

"Enough. I didn't commit a crime of death, I just had to hit my shoulder, but if I'm going to keep doing this so badly, I don't think we're going to stand still."

"What are you going to do if you don't stay put? You're going to hit me?"

"Do you want to get hit? Then you can get rid of him."

A man with a stubborn expression glared at him without even a hint of retreat, and as he spoke, he kicked his tongue short and spit and retreated. He walked, but it seemed reluctant to get bigger than needed.

"Hmph, don't you think you're good? It's like they're all grouped together and pushing on their shoulders."

"What? Wh-Wh-Wh-Wh!"

A man forced to close his friend's mouth quickly led him out of the position, and the people who looked at him immediately nodded their heads to see if they had accepted the situation. Meanwhile, the wreathletes who got out of the position arrived at a place where they had never been. They spit on the floor and began to wallow hard.

"What's wrong with people these days?"

"I can't help it because it happened."

Public opinion was rarely positive about the coalition because of the bloodshed that resulted in more than a hundred casualties, if not more than a mere demonstration or dialogue.

"No, but it's too weird. Unless they're all idiots and ungrateful beasts."

Yes, that's what a man feels strange about. No matter how strong, wealthy, top-ranked, and high-ranking guilds were, hostility to the 'One who is' was so overwhelming. We all know that the coalition played a big part in protecting Shinxi and fighting on behalf of Korea, but it was sending more hostility than it seems to have forgotten.

"Still, I thought it would be a little better to have an agency called the Thaw Office, but nothing has changed since then."

"Well, I know you have a lot on your mind, but what do we know about the end? So the determination is that the higher-ups come down and we work hard to do it. Do you understand?"

"Ehh, I want to live as simply as you do."

"What? Simple?! But why does he keep fighting?"

"It's a compliment, not a poem, a compliment."

But he was right. No matter how much you think and worry about it, nothing will change. If the end was the end, it would only be faithful to the command.

Afterwards, when I went out on a mission to regularly participate in training and fill allocations, it became a late night. I had a superhuman body, but I wanted to get into the listing and rest as soon as possible, because it was moving so badly.

"I want to take a shower with warm water and take a deep breath."

"Go in first. I have some work to do."

"What to do?"

"Because of this. You know?"

The man casts a low-kick with a gross expression as he reaches out his puppy finger and looks at his ugly smiling friend. Armor and steel boots protecting the legs hit and a clear metallic sound echoed. It was meaningless as if two close friends were hitting each other a little bit without meaning.

"You're just as great as a real stamina. Do you have the stamina to do that even though you're fighting the monsters?"

"Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

"Whew, if you can't talk. Well, the rules have been strangely relaxed lately, so it doesn't matter, but don't be too late. If I'm late for the checkpoint tomorrow morning, I'll die in my hands before the captain!"

"Okay, okay!"

This was not the case once or twice, so I sent a friend and led a tired body into the listing. Meanwhile, the man who was actually smiling immediately made a stiff expression and began to move his steps to the edge of the city. The place where he arrived was, in a word, a hospital.

I wasn't the only one who made money on mission risking his life. This was the place where you sell your body, where you get drugs that you don't even know for sure, where you can't easily sell, where you buy bulk, where you sell bulk.

It is impossible for even the Alliance to touch this place. I knew the lewdness and the harm, but not as few people used it. If a man is not a snitch or a man of great will, he is forced to regularly defuse his libido. And even if it wasn't necessarily, some of the treasures traded here were quite useful, so it was a reality that I left behind thinking it was necessary.

"Oh, brother, it's been a long time."

"I got some good pills, but won't you go with me?"

It's dangerous to hear, but it's drugs. Everyone who uses it unknowingly uses it. Poisoning? You can use it once or twice as a mood swing because you can get rid of the side effects with just one high-level detoxification spell.

I would have rushed it if it was normal, but this time it was different. I sprinkled all the attached women and picked the right building and went inside.

"Guest? I see you're part of the Alliance."

"I know all about it. I heard a very secret rumor a while ago."

"Hmm, do you have any kids you want in particular?"

"Put him in as the host recommends. That's the price, right?"

Heh!

The man who received a guild that bounced with his finger kicked his tongue and said:

"Go upstairs."

"Yes."

Giggle, giggle!

Through the squeaky stairs to the top of the staircase, the other guy opens the door that is firmly closed and starts to knock lightly. Short three times up, and low two times down the waist. And after a while, the door opened.

"What about tailing?"

"No, you must have walked down those cheap stairs in the first place."

"Come in."

The appearance beyond the door was so heterogeneous that it was difficult to call him a delirious person. One woman stood in front of a crooked chair and a chair. A man who realized that his speech had been interrupted because of his coming in slightly lowered his head and the people who looked at him immediately began to look forward as they unveiled the boundaries.

"I've been cut off for a while, but I'll keep going. How far did I tell you?"

"I talked about the tax evasion of top-rankers."

"Oh, right. Thank you. Think about it. What is the most well-known top-ranker and the most powerful piece of equipment we have today called the Human Weapon? Legendary lower spears and shoes, elite accessories and armor, and even the lowest quality equipment, even the consumables you use, the most expensive equipment you have is not just the price of the consumables they use!"

"That's right! I've been crossing the line for over a month, but they make that money every minute!"

Women, speeches of migration had strange eye-catching corners. She felt 'desperate'. When I listened to her, I felt like they had been wronged, and I was so truthful that I could not agree with her.

"You might think that the Alliance is a resonant group, but it's not at all. Do you know how greedy they are? Sharing advanced information with each other! Use people as arrowheads! Strong power comes with strong responsibilities, right? Is there something they're responsible for?"

"Hey, can I ask you a question?"

A woman raises her hand slightly to see if she is overwhelmed by the enthusiastic atmosphere around her. Immediately people's gaze was focused, but Migration said with a bold expression.

"It's okay. What is it?"

"I think the top rankers who fought on our behalf during the last war against France have done their part..."

"Hmph, that's what they do, because they're in danger of dying. Besides, you forgot that it was a boxing match, right? Tens of thousands of lives were on their shoulders and they showed such a disappointing fight!"

"Is that so?"

"That's it! They only intend to use us! Think about it step by step."

Seeing the speech of migration flowing from behind as it opened, Eli almost spit out his emotions without even knowing it. Her incitement was unfortunate, even if she gave a hundred and twenty points.

'I see why Sung-hoon chose this woman.'

I don't know anything else, but I could say that her persuasiveness was just as great. Migrants now think what they're saying is probably real. Among the crooks and cults, there are times when they are persuaded by what they say.

If you talk about a theory or doctrine that you have set out to deceive others, you become sensitive to the logic. I really think that I can make money in multiple stages, and I think that I am the one who has really chosen God.

Migration was the talent. It wasn't a conscious act like them. She was sincere. Even if she did something obviously wrong, she truly believes that she is a victim and is unfair, giving meaning to something that has nothing to do with it and that it has affected her.

"Who won the war against Japan? It's because you fought for your lives! But have you ever heard of spending money on taxes or royalties that you collect from Japan? No? No?! That's all they're using for themselves!"

'That's great. That's great.'

Japan did not go in there, although he wrote the script moderately. But I never thought I'd bring myself to Japan. Eli lightly bounces his fingers as he kicks his tongue.

It wasn't much magic.

I cast magic to give light emotional gratitude and a positive feeling, but just that, the surrounding atmosphere began to become as enthusiastic as the gathering of cult groups. Moreover, Eli did not stop there and began to scour the crowd with sharp eyes.

"5th from the left, 4th in front."

It was a small murmur that no one could hear, but the assassin who was hiding behind her began to move after listening to Eli. Work needs to be handled carefully. There were loyal men of the unnamed Guild disguised as ordinary people all over the place, and Eli was picking out all those who looked suspicious from an objective point of view or who had bad looks.