How the Villain Lives

32. The side of justice.

As the sun slowly sets, the doors of the warehouse begin to squeak as the surrounding water drifts into darkness. The Japanese, who were resting in their own way, once hid themselves in a nearby object, and Ryosuke also pulled up his magic by hiding behind a pillar.

Knock, knock, knock.

One, three, two short knocks came in and the door opened.

'Nineteen, no twenty. It's hard to see how strong they are.'

"Oh, I heard you were gonna be here, but no one?"

"……."

Silence followed for some time. And Ryoske, who didn't feel the possibility of danger, opened his mouth as slowly as possible, coming out behind the pillar.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

It may have been a slightly strange pronunciation, but Ryuke said it in Korean, not Japanese. Then the woman who was at the forefront, Migration, looked a little surprised.

"Aren't you Japanese?"

"That's right. I was just wondering if greeting in Korean would look a little more friendly."

"Nice to meet you. I'm a migrant."

"It's an honor to meet you, too. You're the migrant who created the anti-coalition and planned all this?"

"Hohoho, you know that. That's right. You must know me very well."

"Don't you know? It's natural to know as much as anyone who has planned such a tremendous task."

An absolute risk person who created an anti-coalition party to deal with the whole city to his own taste and attract even the Japanese. That was Ryosuke's idea of migration. Both the information said by Hong Gil Dong and the information said by Han Jo indicated that Migration planned all of this.

'She's really scary.'

All the power she had, the intelligence capacity, the head, everything was on alert. Meanwhile, Migrants were just smiling because they didn't feel very strange about Ryosuke's attitude. Even just a short while ago, she was desperate for a penny and couldn't figure it out properly. However, he was also a chosen human being. Everything was different. He was now the representative of the anti-coalition and wanted to become acquainted with the representative of Japan or any other skilled person.

"I'll ask you one more question before that."

"What is it?"

"When this is over, we will return to normal relations with Japan."

"Oh, of course I do. You don't have to worry."

He was embarrassed at the moment by the attitude that seemed so light, but soon Rysuke convinced himself and nodded. For someone her size, a promise to themselves would be just a small agenda. Of course, the reality was very different.

'Well, they said they'd take care of it under there. I'll take care of everything.'

Migration was a representative of the anti-coalition, but he had no knowledge of the forces of the anti-coalition, its exact plans, its constituents, etc. If migration had ruled the country, it would have been a tyrant who could have remained on record, not a black man, and if it had run the company, it would have been very cool.

I can deceive Hollow just by issuing a reasonably plausible statement.

"At the moment, it is impossible to unite with our power. So we have to bring Japan in eventually, but can we implement it?"

"Japan? Is that possible?"

"Absolutely. If this works, you can record not just the expulsion of the Alliance, but also the great achievements in improving one-day relations."

"Then give it a try."

To assess migration, should we call it a disease of interest?

I wanted people to be interested and supportive. I don't really have that ability to want to be a monster. So it was very easy to control migration by using words like honor or great achievements.

"All you have to do is go outside and give a speech. Originally, the real people on the top would rather lead and direct people than do the work themselves."

"Can I really do nothing?"

"Absolutely."

I said the right thing.

However, in the case of migration, it was a problem if the problem was that everyone else was involved from one to ten. Of course, she wasn't very stupid either, so she tried to do something. But Ellie, who was actually in charge of everything, kept her mouth shut, not only blocking the source, but also decisively holding some money.

'Are you... disguising your skills? It doesn't look that high. In contrast, the item seems to be quite useful.'

Migrants who upgraded the item to a billion-dollar guild for a short period of time smiled as Ryosuke's gaze intensified.

"All right, we're running out of time."

"Wait, all these people are the number of people here?"

"Yes, is there a problem?"

"… No, I think I have quite a few people, but can you really succeed with this number?"

"People here are just escorts everywhere. The real mainland is already waiting near the target. Any more questions? Then let's go."

It feels like something is roasting beans in a lightning bolt. I felt a little awkward during a secret operation, but as a Ryoske who was following the back of migration, I couldn't hide something suspicious. But for now, I had to believe it.

If they had tried to kill themselves, they would have had a much better chance and would have done so many times. I had no reason to take care of things this way.

Shinshi was certainly holding an air of anxiety that seemed to burst in a moment.

Migrants, Ryosukes, and other Japanese people were a huge crowd of close to eighty people, but they didn't have much to look at when they moved to their destination. It was due to several renovations that moved.

It was because five, ten, or twenty people were members of a party that was commonly seen. Moreover, it took a share of the day to darken. After a little bit of time, Rysuke walked into the building and looked across the window as he migrated.

"There you are. You haven't come yet, but still, don't come near it, just look from a distance."

"It's a pretty dangerous terrain, isn't it?"

"Based on the information you got yourself, this must be it. And we found out that we had a meeting today on a different line."

The target's gathering place was a building that was quite remote from the city and classified as a slum. Moreover, the building stood around. Are we really going to meet in a place like this? But Ryosuke's thoughts stopped there.

Interference.

"Hahaha, are you already here?"

Opening the door brought in more than 180 sturdy accessories. He was a blonde Westerner with an old but honest bridal uniform. Then Rysuke, faced with him, groaned without his knowledge.

"Who is this man?"

"He was originally a German, Volpe, and he was represented in France. Didn't you know that?"

I heard rumors and knew. In the first place, aren't the French supposed to be helping out in this raid? However, that was not the case. Ryske did not, frankly, expect much from the French. Unlike themselves, France was said to be in such poor condition that it was almost doomed.

So I expected that I would have the skills of a general ranker to do well. However, I thought that I would join in, given my willingness to fight without saving my life because I had lost my country. When I saw a man named Wolff, I didn't think about it.

'Go, strong!'

I could feel it.

Wolf was the most powerful man Ryosuke had ever seen. Strength, Agility, Stamina, Magic, Wisdom, Luck. Ryoske was able to guess the sum of these six abilities to some degree. And if he felt right, Wolf had 1.5 times more abilities than himself, the top ranker in Japan.

Sung-hoon also had a very small ability, but thanks to the hero's cloak, it was possible to nullify the ability to detect, so of course the existence of Wolf was just as shocking to Ryosuke. He almost took a step back without even knowing it. However, he bit his lips slightly and refined his mind.

Monsters are not the first to see this. If a Wolf is a monster with terrible abilities, Miri is a sharply trimmed monster. When I remembered the memory of Myrina, I began to calm down.

"I knew it. Nice to meet you, Mr. Wolf. My name is Ryosuke."

"Oh, nice to meet you."

"Honestly, I felt a little uneasy, and when I saw Mr. Wolf, it all blew away."

"I'm not that strong. Can I ask you one more question?"

"Yes, anything."

"Do you believe in God?"

It was a rather strange question, but Rysuke, seeing the bride in the Wolf's uniform, nodded with a smile on her face.

"Of course. I trust him faithfully."

"Oh, what a pleasure. Hahaha. So who's behind this?"

Visibly in Wolf's sights, Ryske signals with his fingers from behind. Uchida, who first confirmed his appearance, also drew a holy name with a subtle smile.

"Not only me, but everyone here is a devout believer."

"Have you seen such a sloppy thing! Is that really true?"

"Yes, there is no limit to faith, not even on Earth."

Of course it's a red lie.

There are some who believe in Buddhism, some who believe in the native gods in the region where they lived, and some who do not believe in God. But is it possible to deceive as many people as possible? Japanese friendliness and friendliness are the best in the world. To make the atmosphere smoky, that's religion. What's the big deal about cheating for a second?

'Luckily, you made a good impression.'

"I hear you know that there are eight million gods in Japan who are so closely related to religion."

"Oh, that's right, but most of them are small indigenous faiths..."

"Hahaha, you don't have to look around. I am not a person who discriminates against or believes in another religion. Rather, they like the fact that they have religion. You don't have to look at me."

With a bright smile on his face and an elongated holiness on his cheek, Rysuke began to wind up beside him to create a better image of Japan.

'After all, Germany already knows that the city is disappearing and France is on the verge of extinction. If we can get this Wolfrane into Japan, it could be a huge force.'

"I hope you'll come to Japan if you can later."

"It's an honor to personally invite you like this. Let's hear it for sure. Hahaha."