How the Villain Lives

32. The side of justice.

But I couldn't have dug a trap so loosely. Even if people are mobilized to form a siege, there are many people who need to be captured and there is the possibility of escaping again. So I physically blocked them from escaping.

'Sue, should I hide? Yeah, let's hide like this! No matter how many buildings you hide in...'

"Gosh, where are you going?"

"Wolf? I'm doing something important. Why is Wolf here?! Shouldn't you go and give me one hand?"

I was pushed so overwhelmingly that I didn't even think about it, but Wolf was the last to come out of the proxy to determine the fate of the two countries. After all, he was a strong man who defeated Mirina and was somewhat equal to the ghost.

"Come on, what are you doing without stopping them! If you join, you won't be pushed like this nonsense!"

"Certainly not. If I and my followers work hard, at least I won't lose. You could have done it, you could have won it. But unfortunately, there are circumstances that cannot be done."

Looking at the dagger coming out of his arms, the migrant realizes something and grinds it.

"You! You betrayed me! No, you're not even going to help us from the start?!"

"Hmm? Surprisingly, my head is spinning. I don't mean to say this, but honestly, there's a little bit of simplicity that makes me feel a little ridiculous."

"Shut up! This cult priest!"

"Hahaha, that's terrible. No matter how upset my country is, I feel a little bit."

Migrants sneak back and look around with their side eyes. Currently, the people around him need to be around twenty. Is it really possible to stop the buff with this number? Probably not. I just saw with my own eyes how strong the topranker is. If the Wolf has enough skills, it will be difficult even to turn off the time for a while.

"By the way, you're very sentimental. How did you manage to give that order?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Didn't you order the wizards and archers waiting in the rear to be brutally bombed towards the center? Well, I don't think that would do them any damage, but if those wizards kept attacking until they ran out of magical power, they could at least buy more time."

"... I don't know what you're talking about."

Migration was embarrassed and attempted to maintain a calm expression as the guardian's eyes narrowed. Although it was a flattering excuse for blindfolding, it was because I told them that I would go out and bring reinforcements.

"Well, for now, it won't bother me to use my hands as urgently as I can."

"Everybody, pick up your weapons!"

"How could he...?"

"He's the one who beat the Mage! We can't win!"

"You bastards! Who told you to kill him?! Drag the time!"

Migration began to shout roughly at his usual image and gather magic right into the staff. I used a lot of magic power to blow the attack before, but now I can't recover until I blow it again.

'Just one shot. No one can stand my magic!'

Earlier, Yu White Woo stopped the magic, but the memory did not remain in the head of migration. The Royal Guards soon began to bite their teeth and raise their speculation. It was because they realized that if they didn't stop the Wolf right now, they wouldn't be able to live here.

"Fuck, I don't know what toprank is, but it's the same thing if you get hurt!"

Whoops!

Blue flames begin to burn in his fist, trembling marginally with a pair of satanic gloves. Even though it looks like this, the man was a member of the Caucasian faction and was a strong man in the middle of the fight. A man with both arms in a guarded position began to approach the cheek, shaking his torso as it was.

'For now, I resist with Jab.'

The horse is a jab. When hit by his fist, the bone breaks and the flesh is torn. However, the man with the jab was able to see his left arm stretched down regardless of his will.

"Argh!"

As he stretched out the jab, the chef swung the dagger to a different dimension and slashed the inside of the elbow deeply. How deeply injured it is to shake even with no force under the elbow. This kind of experience forced the first man to panic.

Monster opponents who are smashed with power or attacked using special bodies have been relatively neglected in interpersonal warfare. However, the man was a boxer who had been boxing since before he fell here. I stepped back as I blew dozens of jabs with my right arm.

'For now, open the streets. This side has allies! If you heal and analyze the combat style appropriately...'

Pabababak!

His jab is completely blocked in vain by the left hand that the Wolf swings. Rather, he was forced to grasp his left hand and drag it inside the puller.

"Seung Dragon Angle ()!"

While he did not hesitate to dig inside, he blew his kick, but the Wolf took the attack in coordination and stabbed the man in the neck with a dagger in his right hand. After throwing a man's corpse forward, the chef digs through the gap and raises his mouth tail by firing an arrow made of divine power.

"Eleven, O LORD, I will send poor lambs into your kingdom today."

"What are you saying!"

The long iron rod swinging by the man hits the Wolf's shoulder and bounces away. You can't even penetrate the basic shield that surrounds your body. Wolf's combat style was the same as that of the robot in the movie terminal. It just accidentally embraces the enemy's attack barefoot, digging inside and neatly cutting off his life without even having to suffer with a dagger.

"Argh!"

"I envy you."

"Please save me! Please! I..."

"I really envy you."

"I believe in God!"

"I know. That's why I'm doing this."

Kwajik!

With his head on his elbow and a shattered mountain on his cheek, Wolf looks down at the blood drops and flesh that are pouring into his shield and says with tears.

"I'm really jealous. You go to his glorious and happy kingdom. I want to go there, too."

"Then I'll let you go! Flame Tornado!"

Qaaaaaaaaaah!

A storm of fire descended on the spot. It was an attack that gathered all the magical power that Migration had without leaving a single scratch. It was certainly powerful enough. The nearby buildings were burned down and the people near the Wolf were painfully swept away by the flames.

People were more interested in whether Wolf was dead than that, although they might be angry at the migration that burned them together. If only that demon were to die, it is not Alba himself, whether he is dead or not, just a colleague who has only recently met him. However, when the blue flame kicked in, the unburned cheek of a clothesman gave out his hand with a slightly embarrassing look.

"Hey, are you okay? Hey! Wake up!"

"……."

"You can't die like this! Open your eyes!"

Wolf's hands whitened and began to envelop the dying young man in the fire.

People in this incomprehensible village pole made stupid faces. Who slaughtered the hardest people until just now, and suddenly saw someone dying and realized the dignity of life?

However, despite Wolf's recovery magic, the man finally stopped breathing.

"Hey, guys. Do you know who this guy was?"

"……."

"This man didn't believe in God, he didn't have religion. He was such a miserable man who would die and fall into a pit of fire that only pain would recur forever! How can you kill him so harshly if you can't think of saving him like that!"

'Are you?!'

Everyone, including migrants, thought in their minds that they could not spit it out. As the pressure from the ball began to increase, people began to lift their weapons as they trembled less and less. Even when he was smiling at a good man, he committed such a cruel murder. How much more cruel will it be now that I'm angry?

"Aaaaaah! I have one more life anyway! Fuck, it doesn't matter if you die!"

The man with the spear began to rush forward as if he had given up everything. Fleeing is unthinkable and there is no room for negotiation. I felt like someone had to succeed at least before he died. However, Wolf pulled out such a man's attack and kicked the man's abdomen with a kick.

The man who fell into incompetence as a result of the attack fainted. When even the man who sensed death did not accomplish anything, people fell into despair. However, in this situation, migration noticed something strange. The Wolf who killed people without falling in love until now did not kill them for the first time, but only overwhelmed them.

'Eleven, salvation, kingdom, murder, oppression, envy.'

Several words began to float in his head, and migrants realized something with the feeling of lightning striking in his head. The same reasoning as the miracle created by her willingness to survive somehow. Then Migration squeezed out the last remaining power according to his reasoning and opened his mouth.

"I don't believe in God!"

Slurp!

Somewhere they've already taken down all the people?

All of the remaining Royal Guards were overwhelmed and the dagger that touched inside their wrists stopped without even hitting them. Looking at Wolf's embarrassing eyes, Migration guessed that his reasoning was correct.

'This madman thinks killing a man who believes in God is salvation. So if you don't believe in God here, you might save me.'

"Is that true? Obviously, when I asked you before, you believed in God..."

"It was just a lie! I don't believe in God!"

"Huh, I never thought I'd lie like that."

Migration gained confidence when Wolf was noticeably disappointed. However, as if the paper were turned upside down, the smiles of the cheeks that were blurry began to blossom brightly.

Tuck!

The ritual of migration was cut off there. Wolf, who received a stunned migration with his arm, simply drew a holy name, lifted migrants and stunned people, laid them down in a nearby house, handed over the ashes, and tied them tightly with a string.

"You don't believe in God. But don't worry, I think anyone should be happy. If you don't believe in God, I'll make you believe it."

Anyone should go to heaven and be happy. His beliefs once again came out of the brain.

"Looks like it's almost over."

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