How the Villain Lives

36. It's all for you.

"In a sense, it's a lot worse than the zombies in the movie or the monsters that exist. because they can disguise themselves and think and act like they're insane. But of course, it's much more powerful, much more devastating."

"……."

Everyone who already knew was forced to make a serious expression, and even those who didn't know the truth were just about to shut up.

"Let's go and get some rest. I'm going to try to devise a way to get the verdict done in the rest of my time."

"Got it."

"I guess it's just a waste of time to be here anyway. I'll get up first."

It was very rude to hear it, but the people who had been through Myrina for days knew that it was not something she meant in a bad way, but something that was literally not going to help this meeting. His skills as an individual are appalling, but his strategy for combat against such a large force is nothing but rat poison.

'I wouldn't have been so supportive if there was Sung-hoon at this time.'

If people get in the way, why don't you just cut them off? I don't know what the hell is going on, and I don't know how to act loosely like that. In fact, I would have been better off if I had sent Miri alone. Unlike those who hesitate little by little when dealing with the people who were their original allies, Mireille doesn't hesitate a bit, she swings her sword and cuts her throat.

Without even a slight hesitation, it was rather forceful to stop Mirina, who stood up and began to wield her sword.

"What the hell are you doing!"

"What are you doing? I'm dealing with an enemy."

"These are allies, not enemies!"

"It doesn't look that way to me? If you keep interrupting, you can consider yourself addicted to drugs just like them."

"Fuck!"

He could not call anyone as decisively as Mirina. This was not a question of whether coercion was weak or affluent. Most of them had nothing to do with it, but some of them were valuable colleagues who worked together to curl limbs and erode for more than a year. Some people said they were hesitant and sorry when they saw themselves, just as they were hesitant.

A psychopath is not a determined person to slit his throat without thinking for a moment that he has become an enemy. Isn't it normal to at least try to find a way to get someone addicted back somehow? After all, due to the powerful paperwork of the limitless, the fight was not over and the enemy and the opposition were forced to remain as they are now.

One way or another, people with jobs such as priests, alchemists and bandits are gathering around addicts and trying to bring them back to their senses, but they have not achieved much.

'Extreme. The first type to deal with. Though he is skilled as a top-ranker, his unique power is more disturbing than that.'

It was brief, but I felt I couldn't defeat him as easily as I thought. Bleeding, one of the fundamental elements of swordsmanship, does not work for the powerful. It is so powerful that its sword flows in reverse, and the intermediate change comes as it smashes with its unique destructive power. It was more difficult to deal with people who were clumsily quick or who maintained equal strength, agility and stamina.

Miri, who was thinking about how to fight if he turned his back on the enemy, instantly drew out his sword and swung it toward the corner.

Kaang!

"Huff?!"

"Sung-hoon? How did you get here?"

"No, I was mixed up in people and snuck in. Why don't you start swinging your sword around like this? I would have died if it wasn't for me!"

"If there's someone hiding in my tent, of course I should swing my sword. And he wouldn't have died. I would have been able to kill my life for a little while because my neck had been cut short. However, didn't Sung-hoon avoid you anyway?"

"Closely avoided."

"Cook."

I covered my mouth with a short smile on the sound of Sung-hoon's cheeky cheeky voice. It's Sung-hoon's skill. He knows it best. Couldn't he have been attacked by a real lifeless assault? On the other hand, Sung-hoon, who confirmed that there were no wounds by touching the neck of a real piece of paper, confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the soundproofing system and pulled the chair next to him.

"Why don't you go to the conference room right now instead of doing this here? If Sung-hoon joins us, there will definitely be a solution."

"No, in this situation, when I showed up, it was rather counterproductive. I heard about it on the way over. You said the paragraphs are spreading here, too?"

"Yes. I heard that Seong Hun has definitely cracked down on Shinshi."

"Well, I plucked the sprouts as soon as I needed to, so you won't have to worry about Eli anymore."

"But what do you mean, it's counterproductive? If Sung-hoon stood up and commented, he wouldn't be able to oppose it as much as he is today."

"The enemy will know that I'm here before I leave, right?"

It's a way of spreading information. It's widespread. You can use addicts who are currently inside the Alliance to deliberately fall out of battle and join them and tell them in person. You can also sneak out. A while ago, a vigilant sentry broke out and became a big problem.

"So what are you going to do? If you don't want to come out and fight.."

"What's the matter? Of course we have to sneak in. It's the best way to go in and assassinate the supply depot or the main cerebral department that's storing the enemy's parachute. I'm a little anxious, but I can handle up to four digits of what I'm talking about on my own, and it'll be easier if I taxi even the employees."

"How are you going to infiltrate?"

Over 100,000 enemies. How do you intend to infiltrate even if you disguise yourself as an enemy and find out who you are as soon as you meet them? In response to Miri's sincere question, Sung-hoon rather looked as though he didn't think about it either.

"What? You didn't even think about it? You can disguise yourself as an addict and go between enemies, right?"

"... Ah!"

I burst into emotion at the answer that came so easily compared to what I had been thinking about so far. If you go into disguise as an addict, it doesn't matter if you hear that you're Korean, but you might find surveillance more worrying.

"I didn't mean to sneak in here looking for this, but I can't help it. I change my schedule and the employee sneaks in at enemy speed. Don't tell anyone about this."

It's much better not to know who you are. Once they are trying to save people, they are in doubt that they will allow this operation, and if they know that they are moving in any way, they will relax and it is likely that the people around will find out.

'The biggest characteristic of addicts is that they can disguise themselves as normal people as possible. It may seem a little overwhelming, but worst of all, there's a potential mix of addicts at the top of the coalition. Be careful. Nothing's going to hurt you.'

The scariest thing about Sung-hoon was this caution. The power of tens of thousands of people is already unique and huge. However, always trying to stab the enemy's weakness and concealing his existence, he thinks from the weak and acts in secret to defeat the strong.

"Then I'll sneak in with you."

"Then no! You're probably best known. Enemies will not be clumsy enough to be deceived by a clumsy disguise."

"So, am I still here this time?"

Like the sad eyes of a beast?

It didn't really fit in, but now Sung-hoon is adapting to her appearance somewhat. Mirina was a very good slave... No, I could say a subordinate. A desirable subordinate of all bosses who voluntarily stepped up without a salary and rejoiced at the difficult task!

Rather than letting go, I am more than happy to let go of the job.

"No way. This is very dangerous. That's why your role in Miri is so big."

"Just say the word. I will enter the enemy camp immediately and execute the commander's order without hesitation."

"... I'm scared because I think I will."

Seong Hun shook his head excitedly, vividly reminiscent of the miraculous appearance of escaping the euthanasia by really grasping the captain's head. That is impossible, however.

"What you need to do is simple. Once we gather people who excel in manoeuvrability and power.."

"… brother. What do you think that is?"

"Don't ask me, brother. You didn't forget my hair wasn't as good as yours, did you?"

A brother who secretly spills on his brother, Red, gives strength to his eyes and looks at the crowd coming from afar. I don't think all of them are addicts, no matter how faithfully armed they are. However, if there is no white prayer, it is neither an envoy nor an apostle.

As they approach this side, people start to twist their weapons as they get nervous. Charging with that number is a lot of eggs, but there's a way to say no. However, whether fortunate or unhappy, the crowd stopped at a reasonable distance and was just looking at this side.

"What the hell are you playing at?"

"Shouldn't we be watching us?"

"That's how you do surveillance?"

"Rather, they may have been aiming for it. Look, we're all so outrageous that we can't let them go."

"It only looks like 30 degrees, but let's send troops first. We'll be able to beat that number in no time."

Red, who had not yet been able to pinpoint the enemy's intentions, sent about 100 troops. I thought I might have sent too many numbers compared to the enemy, but when the last troop confronted the enemy, I screamed without even knowing it.

"shit!!!! That bitch!!!!"

"That bitch? Are you talking about a magic sword?"

"Who else but that bitch!"

The scary skills in Miri were also widespread among them. Even though people from the same country are running, they are not hesitant to cut themselves. And most importantly, the limit was that the five priests, Red and Blue, were barely equal, even though they joined forces.

I had hoped to use my job as a comrade Magistrate to thoroughly open the streets before mid-range and long distances. I felt instinctively that if I actually hit the sword, I would lose my life without enduring a ten sum. In the blink of an eye, Red swallows up the drowsiness as he looks at those who are fleeing the hummingbird.

"What do I do? Do we have to step up?"

"Not enough for us. At least Grey or Violet can do something."

"... It would be better to reduce the loss of useless troops. Leave it alone until the order comes from above. That's because the person who touched it had to pay for the damage."

Myrina and her troops, who put everyone into question, did nothing but worry. All I could do was look at them with a constant distance. When I sent troops to defeat them, they were skilled, so the numbers melted in an instant. When I sent many troops, I noticed them like ghosts and ran away.

The priests who thought it was better to just keep the distance and keep a circle around them or keep an eye on them and let them go than to touch them. You can drag time like this to become a draw. You can't stand it. You can drag it into the all-out war. It's such a sharp move. Ignore it and we'll stop.

"You chose the option of ignoring it because you know so much about Miri. I'm glad it went the way I thought it would."

"There's Sung-hoon."

"Huh? Why?"

"Do you really have to do this? I'm fine, but Seong Hoon Hyung is stuck in my heart.."

"Don't worry about me, don't worry about you. I'll try my best, but if anything goes wrong, I'll have to fight right away. Can you do it well?"

"Hey, what are you looking at me for? I will take this opportunity to prove that I will not be pushed by Elly or Myrina."

"Well, thank God. Then let's go."