How the Villain Lives

There is no everlasting ally, nor everlasting enemy.

Close your eyes and start pulling out the power of the body.

What is now in front of him has been a formidable enemy among those he has dealt with so far. Not just humans, but monsters and NPCs in the mission. Nevertheless, I close my eyes.

'I don't think any of my attacks will work on him. At least there's one thing you can expect.'

Sometimes it is more efficient to lose power than to give it strength. If you give more power than you need, your muscles will inevitably become tense and thus slow to react, and you will not be able to carry the right strength. Depending on the situation, it is instinctively done by first-class warriors.

But what he was doing right now was completely different from that. It subtracts the power of the whole body without leaving a single dot. Relax, forgetting even the current situation. The result is a loose posture that will fall even if the wind blows.

The blonde man who looked at him laughed as he threw out the cigarette in one hand.

"What is that? How long have you been fighting?"

"……."

"Hey, are you chewing my horse?"

"……."

"Ha, you bastard. You're bolder than I thought. That's great. I'll put you on my pet list when this fight is over, even with that courage. It's not my hobby to raise a man, but you've bothered me especially, so I think you should do this."

Thinking about the status and skills of the two, it was a mean word that didn't seem to fit. However, it is not one or two people who have died so far because of such rude speech and behavior. One by one, one by one, and the only thing left until the end is yourself.

Meanwhile, when the opponent does not react, Jack looks annoying and throws a huge two-handed rod over his shoulder. If your strength is this great, you can wield it lightly like a toothpick and overwhelm your enemies at speed. However, for some reason, ignorance prevented it from running head-on.

'Oh, this is why martial arts are so annoying.'

Simply by specs, the opponents learn strange manners and somehow grab their ankles. Jack, who was pondering for a while, soon realized something and began to increase his magic power.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

"……."

"Ignore it or keep ignoring it. I'm going to hit you in the face from now on."

"……."

A man didn't ignore what Jack said. I heard a voice, but I didn't respond to it. He deliberately limited his senses in order to deal with a more overwhelming force than himself. It's useless, but I'm focusing all my mind within a five-step radius so I don't waste my mind. Dizzy warriors were a feat that could not be imitated, but it was possible for him. If you come into this excitement, even your opponents, even those who are more powerful than you, can gain an advantage.

"I don't think it would matter if I dragged the time and targeted it in some other way..."

Qaaaaaah!

With the sound of a cannonball exploding, Jack begins to shoot to the front, leaving a remnant. It is simply a ignorant way to strengthen your physical abilities with magic, but it certainly works just as well. And the body of a man who had not responded to all kinds of provocations moved slightly.

'Coming!'

The sword begins to tremble. The enemy's weapon is a giant two-handed sword. I'm taking it lightly with strong physical abilities, but I still can't overcome the strengths and weaknesses of basic lesions. It's Richie. Unlike the longsod you are holding, that two-handed sod cannot be used instantaneously if dug within a certain range. As he thought so, as he saw the man take a step forward, Jack smiled with a tail in his mouth.

"Boom!"

The cigarette that was biting the mouth began to fly towards the man's face, drawing a parabola. Even the one who wielded the sword unconsciously or without stopping, had already thrown out the black cigarette candle. I noticed the strange feeling coming from the tip of the sword, but without panicking, I twist my arm and swing the sword sideways back inside. Not more powerful than the first hit, but still powerful enough to kill a single person.

'Shallow handwriting!'

All you have to do is spit on a cigarette butt, and you can't break your sword to a punk like that in the back alley. I swung my sword toward the opponent's two-handed Sword.

Kaaaaaaah!

'That's it! No, wait, something...'

This way, you can dig inside and cut off your chest. The man who thought he could win then frowned on the strange feeling that came from the sword. However, he thought only to that extent and his consciousness was forced to sink into darkness.

Argh.

When I pulled out a fist that neatly hit the face of a man, I saw a face so crumpled that I couldn't recognize the original look of the nose bone.

"Stupid. Where is the asshole who closes his eyes while fighting?"

I don't even know the details, but it was easy to know that the opponent closed his eyes deliberately to deal with himself. If this had been an ordinary warrior fight, that would have been helpful. However, Jack Apron is no ordinary warrior.

The first cigarette is faecal. Try to shallow this side on purpose using a lowly means. Secondly, two-handedness was also a fac. Throws a sword at the point of approach. Of course I believe this is real. If you were to open your eyes, you have to be reassured momentarily as long as you don't know.

Then all that remains is a defenseless enemy. The fight is over if you just put it in the urgency at the right time. It doesn't mean Jack's running a giant two-handed sonde. If you classify warriors, you can say they are warriors. You can use any weapon without hiding it.

And Rachel, who waited until the fight was over, approached in a slippery step, bowing her head deeply and opening her mouth.

"Well done."

"I was the only one who said I knew how to do it, but it was uselessly annoying."

"Will you kill me?"

"Impossible? Take him and 'educate' him. Otherwise, most of the pets died because of the last compulsory mission, so we have to replenish them."

"Got it."

"By the way, it's a little bumpy, don't you think?"

Jack approaches and starts to touch Rachel's body. The aim is to deliberately make the other person feel humiliated rather than irritated in order to gain affection or satisfaction. However, Rachel's expression did not change a bit, despite such a vicious handshake.

Jack, staring at her face, suddenly raised his palm and smashed her cheek.

Screw you!

"Don't you like it?"

"... Chet. It's freezing. Get out!"

"Very well. I'll step back then."

Despite being humiliated by senseless behavior, Rachel simply rubbed her cheek once and began to disappear somewhere with a fallen man. Looking back, Jack rubs his head and asks for a cigarette.

"Damn it. At first I could see for myself, but the fort was just a doll."

Rachel was the first top-ranker to be famous in the city. I really liked it when I first caught it and humiliated myself or blushed my complexion and rebelled. Over time, I wanted to see if something in my mind had been broken or turned into a woman without fun.

"Was it a matter of asking them to slaughter the children then? Or did I tell you to choose the one you want to kill from among my colleagues? Or is it because you deliberately pretended to be unfaithful even before the rebellion and then turned around and publicly humiliated me at the end? Mm-hmm."

After pondering for a long time why Rachel, who can be said to be his latest, turned into a limpid piece of wood, Jack, who eventually couldn't find an answer, decided to stop caring about her. It was because I found a new toy that would make myself fun a while ago.

"Did you say... coercive? Oriental names are hard to remember."

You don't have to remember the names of people because they are hard to remember. They're going to die or be ruled by themselves anyway. Do you remember where they use them? Nevertheless, there are two names Jack remembers.

The first ghost. The ghost was the first one to forget that it was death. It's like a nuisance like a fly that's messing around in a lot of ways, but one day it must be caught and killed.

The second was compulsory. The Orientals met during the compulsory mission. Surprisingly, he confronted himself with strength. No, it's wrong to say it's equivalent. To be honest, there was a part of the force that pushed itself.

'I was weak in stamina and I was tired of my grass, but I would have had more fun if I hadn't fallen down.'

However, it has been a long time since the confrontation with the Extreme Limit was fought, so I was able to stress myself. Isn't he being so calm lately because he drained the stack once? Jack, who continued to make cigarette butts while sitting there, stood up with a broken sword on the floor.

"Not long now. Soon..."

If you think about the number of cities left, you will definitely be able to meet them again once or twice in the future. I couldn't waste my time for that. It bothered me to beat them, but I was willing to take some effort.

'I'll see you soon.'

"Hmmm."

Kim Yi-hyun, who nonetheless coughed and expressed discomfort, began to look around as he drank the tea in front of him. It was an ordinary hospitality that didn't seem unusual at all, but the fact that it was the home of the Union made him uncomfortable.

'I have to be a little reluctant because I am guilty of this.'

I liked completing the Thousand Rifle mission. All thirty-nine of them were killed, but they were only consumables that could be replaced soon anyway. But the problem was that it was inside the thousand horses.

Even though the situation around him was quickly reversed, it was too much to order the killing of all the oppressed factions in that situation.

'Of course, since you attacked first, of course, the counterattack was natural, but if you think about it now, I felt rushed to make a decision because I had been trapped for too long and was quite mentally distracted. I'm the one who attacked first, so I can't say anything with this..'

There must have been a significant drop in trust. He made it clear that he might slap his back just to live in a relaxed situation.

"You're a little late to call someone. Sorry."

"No, I'm not. If you're in the same position, you're busy. Hahaha. So why did you ask me to see you separately?"

Kim Lee Hyun smiled bitterly in a light tone that was still difficult to see as the head of a large organization called the Alliance. Probably about what happened in the thousand guns. It's a bit rude, but now it's important to abandon pride and bend over to continue a smooth relationship.

However, Kim Lee Hyun didn't expect anything from him.

"I wanted to see you for a second because of what happened inside the Thousand Horsemen."

"I don't have ten mouths about it. It's so..."

"Hey, cult. What do you think of ghosts?"

"... What?"

When I asked him about ghosts without hesitation, he panicked for a moment, but immediately regained his cool and ruled his mind.

"Well, he's a good friend. I think it's nice to be skilled, to be connected, and to be very versatile in a variety of situations."

"You think so?"

"I think so."

Kang-hyun began to stare quietly at Kim Lee Hyun without saying anything. Kim Lee Hyun felt a slight horror in his simple gaze, although he used to mock everything if he pushed it with no thought.

"Don't say it bluntly. I don't trust you, Kim Lee Hyun. You don't have to say anything in your mouth. It's now. Hahaha, I'm holding hands with a smile, but when I get a chance to figure out when, I'll slap my back without hesitation. Just like I did with the Thousand Horsemen."

"Ha, ha, ha."

"It's okay though. I think it's cunning, but I'm in the same situation. You can think about what happened at that time. But there's something far more important than that."

"More important?"

"It's a ghost. He can't be caught. You might think he's just a cunning guy like you, but if you dig in a little bit more detail, you'll see he's more complicated. Of course, it's just how I feel."

I think the ghosts are allies too. Kim Lee Hyun also thinks of ghosts as allies. Everyone in this city also thinks that ghosts are on their side. It was ghosts who had a high reputation for representing both the strong and the weak. And coercion took note of this.

'Everyone thinks that ghosts are on their side. Is this a simple coincidence? Or is he lucky? Obviously something artificial has been added.'

"Don't make alliances."

"After all, the Union and the Salvation Guild are still in an incredibly cooperative state. What more alliances do you have here?"

"It is an alliance between our individuals. It doesn't matter if it's the same as it's been so far. But when we can't continue this relationship anymore, when we have to fight each other, the one we have to deal with first."

Forced to float for a while, he said in an unshakeable voice.

"A ghost."