How the Villain Lives

39. It is difficult to pretend to be kind.

What people want is not the truth. I just want a story that is appropriately processed to suit my taste. What Sung-hoon did was create the story and create a trigger for them to move honestly to their desires.

The most basic, but the most effective, is to change the image. Even the elves make annoying faces or talk to offend humans, but at least they don't threaten to ignore or kill them like dark elves. So I had to change my attitude. People's perceptions began to change in an instant just by letting them always use words of respect and smile.

'Well, people who used to live here might find it strange, but the users haven't fallen into this alpine forest much longer, and they haven't met much of the Dark Elves. Through enough.'

Some people have seen Dark Elves like Sung-hoon, but most people have saved the Elves who are threatened by monsters or just stuck to the Elves because they are confronted with the Dark Elves. In fact, even if you meet a polite Dark Elf, you won't feel strange.

People started sticking to the Dark Elves a little bit after building an image so that people would never be hostile to the Dark Elves. And the numbers started to explode with the trigger of something.

"First of all, we don't intend to kill you."

"... You mean to let us go?"

Eliminating powerful enemies is most efficient. Even if you buy grudges, kill them perfectly and you don't have to look at your face anymore for that mission. However, more than I thought, people were forced to be embarrassed by the smoky atmosphere.

"You must be mistaken for something. You must be mistaken for the Dark Elves who love violence. Huhu."

"Isn't that true, not an illusion? In fact, the Dark Elves raided this place.."

"Be quiet!"

Even if you accuse the other person, the snowflakes of blame begin to pour out around you toward someone who is trying to irritate you. However, Seong Hoon said as he waited for the question, he lowered his head slightly and touched the mouth.

"Unfortunately, you've been fooled by the elves' lies, too. It's really sad."

"Lie? What are you talking about?"

"What did the Elves ask you to do to help?"

After all, those in the yard who were unable to escape or resist were seriously questioned by Sung-hoon and answered in their own way.

"The Dark Elves tried to kill them all, so they asked me to help them."

"... I heard that I will cover this forest with monsters."

"Yes, I was telling you to pollute the world water and corrupt the elves..."

"Haaaaaaah."

As you can see, Sung-hoon, who sighed long, quickly began to look at the people here, pretending to be submerged in thoughts for a while. Sung-hoon did not select strong people, nor did he classify occupations like warriors or wizards. I was distinguishing between men and women, whether East or West, white or black.

'The ratio of men and women is similar to the frost and there are a lot more Westerners. There are a lot more black people among them.'

There are many patterns to persuade. There are the most effective stories based on their gender, race, occupation, and personality. You can't create a detailed story that focuses on one person, but the big framework is still short.

"It's all a lie made up by the elves. Of course, there is a mix of intermediate facts. Like the Dark Elves started a war, and this is the right story."

You must not say that the Elves are unconditionally wrong. If you make contradictory claims on both sides, people can think that much colder. I have to admit that there is a real story among the Elves. It is the truth mixed with lies that people deceive far better than the perfect truth or the perfect lie.

"But why did they wage war? Do you really think you've waged a war with this ridiculous idea of polluting world water and desecrating this forest?"

"That's..."

"Look at this girl right here and say,"

The man who looked at the young dark elf, who had not yet taken off his tee, did not answer with pride, 'Yes' here. In the first place, this girl did not even participate in the battle. Sung-hoon deliberately chose to show it now.

"……."

"Do you think dark elves, who have seen it with your own eyes, are evil enough to do such a terrible thing?"

"Well, then why did you wage a war?"

"It's very sad, but it's similar to what happened on Earth. because of the wrong idea of racism."

As soon as I heard that racism was occurring, Sung-hoon, who confirmed that some people's gaze was definitely different, continued to speak with a grumpy smile.

"Elves who consider the dark skin color of dark elves to be a symbol of filth and impurity have persecuted dark elves and enslaved them for so long. for a very long time, too. The Dark Elves couldn't stand the oppression, so they pointed their weapons at the Elves to regain their rights and freedoms."

"Is that true?"

The huge black man, who looked lightly over 2m, asked Sung-hoon in anger as if he had forgotten the situation. It wasn't just him. As with all blacks and Orientals, there were some who had long faces.

"I really do. In fact, Dark Elves are kind and considerate people. I've lived for a long time as an acronym, so I can understand the acronym better than anyone else. In contrast, what about the Elves? They think they're high pressure, they're used to giving orders, they're nervous, they think they're the only ones who are high. Isn't that right?"

"Is there any evidence that that's true?"

Despite a sharp point from a wizard, Sung-hoon was not embarrassed.

"No wonder you think so. Now that I'm standing on the Dark Elves side of the story, you might think it's a story that's tailored to your taste. But on the contrary, let's talk. Is there any evidence that the Elves are telling the truth?"

"Well, that's..."

"Aren't you the one who believed them without a doubt because you were drunk that the elves had white skin and had a pretty appearance? Did you try to listen to the Dark Elves? You didn't just listen to one side of the story and make the wrong decision, did you? I think so when I look at it. Khhhh."

There were some words that could be refuted in Sung-hoon's words. However, the wizard was forced to shut up in the unfavorable gaze of those around him. He just asked the question, "Is there any evidence that Dark Elves are telling the truth?" But one day, he became a garbage man who only looks at one person and evaluates the other and acts.

"No matter what evidence I bring, you can suspect it's false. So let me tell you the simplest thing. Elves live near some of the most lush and abundant world waters in this alpine forest. It's a safe place without the danger of monsters. In contrast, the Dark Elves live near swamps, dead forests, and the habitats of monsters. It would be more accurate to judge for yourself what you have seen and heard."

"Fuck! There's nothing more to hear! I was wondering why people were sticking around over there, but now I'm clear. Hey! Did I say a ghost?"

"Yes. Anything you'd like to say?"

"I want to fight with you. I don't think there's any discrimination because I saw them fighting with the Elves."

The first one to go out was black.

The keyword racism really provoked him. Not all black people get caught, but most black people have no choice but to move on. One moves, two moves, two moves and four starts to move.

People can easily deceive themselves if they have the right material to stimulate a sense of justice in a lost situation. I could change my mind enough to help poor dark elves and punish pretentious elves, not betray them to survive. There were, of course, some who were holding back.

And Sung-hoon made a decision in a situation where they had not yet made the right decision.

"I didn't mean to turn my back on the elves and ask them to help the Dark Elves. I just want you to know the truth. If you don't want to fight, you can just go."

"Really?"

"Of course. But I can't go back to the Elves. If you agree that you are no longer involved in this fight, they will guide you on your way out of the boreal forest. You understand this, don't you? Pierre."

"I'm ready. If you're injured, come here. Simplify your treatment and help you recover."

"……."

The conscience of the dark elves who were injured during the battle with the boys and girls began to ache unconsciously as they tried to leave without healing their wounds. Eventually, some people hesitate for a moment and eventually begin to change their mind about fighting with the Dark Elves.

In an instant, people turned their backs and began to walk to places that were invisible to people. Then, after spreading to soundproofing skills, I grabbed my mouth and started laughing like it was.

"Phew, Phew, it's not bad to be on justice's side."

Most people would have surrendered anyway if they had put a knife to their throats and threatened this side with absolute dominance. No matter how important justice is, few are ahead of their own lives. But if you betray me like that, in the long run, this is a loss.

It is likely that they will not actively fight against the idea that they may turn to double espionage and turn their swords on themselves or turn around forcibly because of the circumstances surrounding them. However, if we can stimulate a sense of justice through this story, no one can learn without fighting hard.

Of course, because they can't believe it perfectly, we'll have to share the honor of the mission with them through simple tests, like front-to-front, back-to-back, and simple reconnaissance. Seong Hun, who felt his heart healing, lightly arranged his hair and murmured as he looked beyond the forest without Boyle.

"So how are you doing now? Mr. Arben?"

Tuck!

The sword swings and the neck drops. One life disappeared with one simple swing. It was very sad, but not very uncommon in the middle of the battlefield. There were people dying in their own way here and there. But at least one man was madly angry at his death.

"Stop!"

"……."

"Stop! Stop!"

He shouted at the bloodline, his bare eyes, and the feeling of pain, but despite that plea, he swung his sword indifferently and slashed another person's neck.

"Stop it!"

Pavavababat!

Dozens of blades of invisible wind were injected. Although a significant warrior seemed to be egging in an instant, Mirina just frowned for a moment, so she only waved her sword a little. With it alone, the sharp swords that were flying towards her turned into a stalk of wind, shaking her hair.

Arben, who succeeded in stopping Mirina for a while, shouts as he grinds her teeth.

"Deal with me! Don't get out of here!"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not comfortable dealing with you. You're more tenacious than that. If you avoid me like this, you'll be comfortable with each other if you ignore me."

"Shut up!"

Mireille avoided herself thoroughly in the battle. What she was aiming for were the elves who couldn't resist properly, and Arben was forced to rage at those who were dying helplessly in front of his eyes.

It's already the seventh battle. However, Arben's sword was still out of reach of Mirina and Mirina was slaughtering the elves as if it had nothing to do with her. A huge wall you've never experienced before. If Arben, the genius, had met a wall called Mirina, it would have taken quite a while to get beyond that wall.

However, the sword was exploding every moment now that the fury for Miri had reached the end of his head. Mirina seemed to be dealing with her inner heart like nothing, but she was actually quite attentive to Arven.

'In just three days I reached the point where the sword moves as I will. With this kind of face, I think I'll be able to break through the wall soon.'

He is talented enough to compare with himself, even though he is now invisible. If it's going to be a threat in the future, you're right to get rid of it now.

However, it is never easy to meet such an enemy. Whenever I fought, I watched his sword evolve, and Mirina was also a little bit intrigued, and I prayed to keep it alive.

Mirina's choice in contradictory emotions was to keep him alive. It was not because of Miri's willingness to see his sword, but because of the command given by the Holy Spirit.

"No matter how hard you are to kill Arben,"

"It's not impossible, but it's a little difficult to deal with because the newlyweds are next to each other... Whoa. Of course you can, if you want to."

"If the risk is too great, don't try. If you can't kill him instead, make him suffer as much as you can."

"Painful?"

"Yeah. I don't like him very much. So I want him to suffer as much as possible. I want you to be miserable and desperate."

Hmm, it's New Year's Eve from tomorrow.

I can't go down to Main Street because it's Lunar New Year. And because Bonga is in a countryside where there is no such thing as a computer, it may inevitably be disconnected.

But once I go down, I don't have anything to do with it, so I think I'm going to write in some way just to make time for it..

Anyway, I hope you all have a good New Year's Eve and rest well.