How the Villain Lives

36. It's all for you.

It is true that everyone knows and pretends not to know publicly, but some of the Shinsi are joining the enemy secretly. Being captured during combat was hard to do because of the sight, and it was much safer to fall from the crowd during combat or fall intentionally and then sneak in contact.

The next thing many people do is deliberately join them in the midst of their leisure as now.

"Hiya. People are coming under these circumstances."

"Once poisoned, there's no answer. It's a little unusual, by the way."

"It's a little weird being two."

The archer who stared at the approaching man with great vision slightly frowned at the fact that they were both men.

"Chet, if there's one woman in there, we'll have fun before we let her in."

"Don't you care if it's a man? Hehe, I think the little guy next door has a pretty good face."

"……."

An archer who knew the unusual sexual orientation of a colleague who did not want to know, wiped off the cold sweat that flowed on his forehead. However, I would like you to refrain from doing that in front of people with normal tastes.

"Okay, come on. No matter how much I do it in front of everyone else?"

"Then I'm glad. Anyway, I'll be on my guard, so you take the kids down."

"They're all addicts anyway. Why are you so vigilant?"

"Don't ask me. It's an order from above, so it's black."

It was a very relaxed attitude, but for these two it was natural. Even when they fought other cities for the first time, even in the battles that followed, people who were once addicted to drugs eventually joined their side. With the High Priest's medicine, there is nothing to be afraid of in this world.

As anxious as it was, the man raised his voice and shouted at the two approaching men.

"Stop! Both of you, stop right there!"

"We're here to surrender! So..."

"I told you not to move!"

When the man shouted, at the same time, an arrow flying over the wooden book was stuck near the foot of the man who appeared to be his brother.

"Hiic?! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Well, I just..."

"That's right. Everything they say here is the same. Kneel down and sit there with your hands up high so we can see them."

"Old school! What are you doing? Why don't you do what you're told?"

"Oh, okay, brother."

"What, were you two brothers?"

"Yes, it is."

"Heh. This is rare again? Khhhh."

The man who laughed at the situation where the two brothers were addicted to drugs got along so well, he scratched his arms and took something out and threw it in front of them.

"Eat."

"Isn't this a fantasy group?"

"Yes. Be brave and give it to us as a reward. You don't have to make a specification, so try it."

Aaaaaah!

At the same time, the people on the bushes empowered their hands to hold the protests. Giving medicine has two meanings. The first is to get rid of guilt and make them cooperate more on this side. If you just give me one drug at a time, I will become more and more aggressive in betraying you and speed up your medication. And the second is to cover up a spy, just in case.

"People who are drugged can act like normal people, like normal people can act like they're drugged. The way to prevent that is simple. You can make them all addicts. '

This has helped to amplify drug consumption, but it has not been a major problem since it is only temporary while at war. If you take the medicine, you will end up with it, and if you do not, you will become a skewer stitched in an arrow.

"Why aren't you eating? Don't you have to tell me you're in front of people? We're all on drugs, so you don't have to be ashamed. Huh?"

"That's..."

"What is that? Tell me?"

The man who confirmed that the mood on his brother's side was unusual with his face turned up his magic power. Your hands are moving towards your back, and if you have a weapon that you can hide on your back, it will be a short-length dagger.

The moment he thought he was a spy and ordered an attack, the man was forced to stop in an unexpected situation, or perhaps in an unexpected situation.

"Can I give you more, more? Only two of them, Heh, Heh, Heh!"

My brother hurriedly took the medicine and threw it into my mouth. The ball rises and the expression begins to loosen. In addition, pronunciation increases vaginality and laughter spreads, which is typical of addiction. I felt something suspicious, but it was simply because of the mood.

"Huh? You want more medicine? Then I can't give you anything. Then come crawl all the way here on four feet."

"Yes! Right now!"

"Tongue, brother! Wait!"

"You're not gonna let this go? Where are you going to get your meds before I do?"

"That, isn't it? Town!"

When I opened my brother's mouth and looked at the two of them, people burst into flames. When I saw him fall and fall, I began to feel the same pleasure as when I was doing drugs.

"Heheheheheh! This is just a dog fight."

"Hey, just let me in. Huh?"

"Okay. Hey! If you fight any more, I'll kick you out, so stop and come inside! I'll give you enough medicine inside."

At the end of the speech, the two barely fell apart and began to walk forward with a slight distance from each other. Those who already considered the two to be perfect addicts had no boundaries. He was still laughing, but the man who looked at his brother's face was forced to serve his back instantly.

Hatred, anger, resentment, living, poisoning and staring overflowed with all sorts of negative emotions that solidified the body like a frog standing in front of a snake. I didn't use any special skills, but I almost stopped sitting there in fear. Immediately, however, he realized his position and raised his mouth.

"The more ferocious an animal is, the more fun it is. '

"Hey."

"……."

"Khh, if you want medicine, come back here later. Even though I'm a pretty tall congregation, I have some medicine to feed you. Huh?"

"……."

His brother followed behind him without saying anything, but the man was sure that he would come looking for him. He is so poisonous that he looks at you because he has taken the medicine to eat. If you get a chance later, it would be quite fun to bait the medicine and make a bone marrow cup between the two brothers.

But he was making one big mistake. It was the fact that he was not the one who sent the gaze.

"Strengthen your eyes."

Once inside the tents given to wait temporarily, Seonghun said with a slight stroke on the servant's shoulders. It was a bit of a joke, so now the servant would kill a man just by living. If Mirina's life is understated, the servant is a stormy life that releases everything she has no intention of controlling. In terms of simply causing fear, the employee was much superior.

"But, brother, you don't have to come inside after you've been shot like this, do you? This all happened because the other guys acted like fools. Why did you get out of it.."

"Because this is the most effective. It's also a way to reduce useless damage."

"... I still don't understand."

Sung-hoon must always be on top of others. Be noble, be respected, be formal. There was something I didn't like about the usual appearance of Sung-hoon, but it was consistent with what the employee thought. However, the appearance of Seong-hoon just now was such an abstraction that people at the bottom of the bottom could see.

It is a good thing that he did not know how to dry himself. If he had not, he would have seen the Holy Spirit crawling on four feet, or even worse. It was also a word of Holy Hun that drowned the angry servant.

"And technically, you're a little bit responsible, aren't you? It was a test for us, but we shouldn't act suspiciously in places like that."

"Well, does that work? Ah! Did you take the pill? Are you okay?"

"It's okay. I've been sneaking around pretending to eat. You've got people's eyes on you, and you've got streets, and it's impossible to make sure these little drugs get into your mouth."

Apparently it was a bare hand with nothing, but when I rotated it, the medicine magically appeared between my fingers and clapped and once again all the medicine disappeared. If it's a potion bottle, it's possible to play with as many small shortcomings as you can. It's a physiological reaction. Now that I've seen addicts, all I have to do is raise my magic power and act appropriately.

"Anyway, now that we're inside, let's get out of here for a while."

"I told you to stay here."

"This is where Koreans and Japanese are headed. You wouldn't seriously suspect me of walking out. And if you want to save time, don't you have to meet the people upstairs as soon as possible?"

"Yes."

"Don't overreact like before, but stay behind me thoroughly. Okay?"

"… Yes."

Sung-hoon, who once stroked the servant's head, bowed and replied, practiced a slightly loosened look and came out of the tent. Because of this, Sung-hoon could not see what the servant was looking at and what eyes he was looking at.

'I will kill them all. I will pack all of them without leaving one. I will mobilize everything I can to kill them, until I beg you to kill me, until I regret living!'

I could say that Sung-hoon was blamed for being the same as before, but he was most blamed for a man like Burgess unless he said so. Everyone who was there was also an accomplice. They were already on the murder list inside the employee. Not just them. All the people in the coalition who could be said to be the more fundamental cause of all this were the ones who had to be killed someday.

Even if you truly repent of it and forgive it, you cannot forgive it. I saw the ugly picture of Sung-hoon, who should not have dared to be there. In order for that fact to disappear, it is necessary that the existence itself be lost. Now I hide myself thoroughly so that I can no longer be disturbed. But if the opportunity comes later..

'I told you to come back later. All right, I'll go find him myself.'

The clerk lifts his tail as he touches the clumsy day of the cheap Sword Breaker, prepared in case the weapon is taken away.

It was not so difficult to meet with the more senior people. They began to introduce their superiors without hesitation, saying that they had important information that could play a big role in this war.

"Do you need anything while you wait? If you want, use us.."

"Heheheh, that's good, too, but can't you get a little more of that medicine? Huh?"

"I'm sorry, but we don't have any medicine for you warriors. However, if the priest hears the information you have and considers it to be that important, he or she may be awarded a much more potent medication, so count on it."

"What's that, huh? There are more powerful drugs than that, right?"

"Yes, it's a drug that can be different from the real paradise, which I can't even think of."

With a bizarre expression, the handmaiden with a long head bent toward the complacent Holy Hun continued to leave the tent with some food and tea on the table. The servant kept his mouth shut as promised and was silent, and Sung-hoon looked around as he tasted a little bit of tongue in his tea and cookies.

'Much worse than I thought.'

It was not just the extent to which the drug was established as a means of control, but it was deeply dug in between people entirely. Although I've seen it, I've seen cases of sneaking and receiving drugs as bribes, and there are some drugs that have far greater efficacy than the paragraphs. People here are completely addicted to drugs more important than their lives.

'I think I know why we're fighting this endless fight.'

Even if you lose the war, the ceremonies won't do it. If defeated, you can collect as many spare lives as you can by placing the medicine in a prize. People who value drugs more than their lives will give their families, friends, lovers, and lives without hesitation if they hold a sack of drugs.

The power gaps that arise after the battle scatter drugs on enemies and turn them into addicts, bringing them to their side. Zombies were a very good match.

The writer's face: The mistress! How do you think Sung-hoon can do such a thing as a man?

Author's Inside: (The lady is the most manly thing because only a man can do it)

Author's face: … Solgit