How the Villain Lives

49. It's been a long time!

Leave a pile of documents piled up like a pile of sand and sign with a mechanical action. Of course, I don't just sign the contents. It took me a few seconds to read the entire document and figure it out. Most of the paperwork was signed and the wrong paperwork repeatedly put aside, stopping at the slightest knock from the door.

"What's going on?"

"May I come in for a moment?"

"... come in."

Night snacks, or new paperwork. The man with his head frowned on a scene different from the one he thought was one of them. When I looked at him, I was forced to memorize his face anti-forcibly. One occasionally saw the face, but the other was the first to see it.

"I haven't seen your face. Are you new in here?"

"I think so. It's been a while since I've been in."

"... Really? I see."

There is also a shortage of the expression instantaneous.

To prepare for the crisis, he was watching the man with his eyes open and his eyes pierced so that he could activate magic at any time. However, the man who was sitting in the chair, literally jumping out of space, disappeared from his seat.

Glub.

When a drop of blood came out of the cheek, Eli could not show a relaxed figure. I came here to negotiate, and if it was hard, I would die without a finger.

"Have you seen too much? '

"Who sent you here? Did Jack send you to mock you again?"

"It was sent by someone else, but it wasn't sent by someone named Jack. Are you John Collins?"

"Right."

"Nice to meet you. You can call me Ellie."

"I'm Collins..."

Collins, eager to continue the conversation, twists the sword aimed at the cheek and brings it to his neck. It was still strong, so if you move a little, Ellie's throat would be cut off.

"I don't know what you did, but it's fun. I almost said it like I was a friend for a few years, but is it some kind of mental skill?"

"I'll say yes."

Eli laughs in vain as the skill that he used as a litter of spleen is released instantly. It was a skill prepared with a small amount of spleen, but I didn't even think I'd let it go in vain... I tried to put up my intimacy, but it turned out to be more hostile to the wind, but Collins opened his mouth without saying anything.

"There's no way he could have sent someone like this. Let me ask you one more time. Who sent you here?"

"A secret envoy from the city."

"Cindy? Ahhh! That goddess?! I'm sorry about this. You can turn around, so let's talk more comfortably. If you try to give me a strange hand just like you just did, the atmosphere won't continue as good as it is now."

"……."

"That's a pretty face. Why did you come to see me?"

Ellie is no fool.

It's an answer obtained through mental magic, but it's not really proof that it's a hostile relationship between Jack Apron and this guy. I had a very short look around, but I knew very well about a city called Los Angeles. Where there are things that seem to give rank to a person and disregard the upper and lower relations and common sense that are thoroughly divided by rank.

What was even more alarming was that people were so naturally embracing them. It's like I wonder if I've been brainwashed by a massive mental spell. It is Jack Afron who has been elected Chairman with overwhelming support, despite the dramatic cleavage of the people's fundamental values and mindset throughout the city, and who enjoys power and takes it from within.

Is there anyone who is hostile to such a person? Even if there were, would Jack Apron put him in the vice chairmanship if he knew that everyone was so well-known and hostile to him? Eventually, however, Eli was forced to conclude.

'Whether this person is bait or not, there is a set of things I can do in this situation.'

"There's someone in the synagogue who wants to get to know you. To be precise, someone who doesn't like Jack Apron very much."

If Jack is my bait, he'll have to speak up here to save a bit more meat, and if he's a real hostile, to increase his collaborators. And the projections were accurate.

"I have four cities, and one of them is Los Angeles, and I've come just in case it's not known yet. What if it feeds Jack Apron, too?"

"No wonder you don't believe me. But…."

"No, no, what are you talking about? I believe everything you say. And guess who sent it, roughly. I don't know who he is, but he must be a ghost, right?"

"……."

Ellie's focus face, which always kept a bright smile, was broken. Collins, who remained somewhat vigilant, struck his hand on the handle and pulled out the cigarette, as if he had definitely caught the feeling.

"How did you know?"

"Hit him."

"Hit... right?"

"From the moment Jack first appeared, he led and handled everything as he thought. Even that dangerous compulsory mission was led and cleared, and the battle against other cities was overwhelming. He even counts anger. That's the Jack I know. But once, he was really pissed. Khhhhhh."

Collins, who couldn't bear to laugh and queek for a while, realized that Ellie was staring at herself, and then coughed and kept talking.

"The whole city just turned upside down because some clown died during a forced mission. If I find a ghost, I can still remember tearing limbs, hanging an opening around my neck, and making a big fuss about letting me see the outside from inside the city."

'Sung-hoon. If I get caught, I don't think I'm going to get caught by one of my guys.'

I was worried about Sung-hoon who wasn't here for a while. Very briefly.

"If you're from Shinsi and you don't like Jack, it's only because he's a ghost. I was wrong. I didn't lose anything anyway."

"Exactly. I think the story will work better than I thought."

"Story. First, tell me about it."

"What we want is nothing different. Providing simple information, and sometimes fulfilling the requests from this side. That's all."

"Even though I'm hostile to Jack Apron, I'm the Vice Chairman of Utopia. But it's so easy to talk about betraying someone like that? Haven't you ever thought that I could give it to Jack after I've captured you here?"

"Then there's no choice. I don't want you to hurt me."

Now Eli is gambling with his life. Are you in contact with someone of the same class in the middle of the enemy who has no one to help you? I can't even try with dizzy guts.

Eli knew that better than anyone, but he was not a little scared, as if he was walking in my room. Eli was relaxed and did not tremble at all in an instant.

"I don't think it's an ordinary envoy. Apart from abilities, courage is ranked among the people I've seen."

"Thank you for your compliments."

"What can I get if I cooperate with you?"

"Chance to drive Jack out."

"Opportunity."

Ellie had no idea what he was thinking. And by the time one cigarette burned perfectly, the static broke.

"All right. I'll take that offer."

"… so simple."

"So what do you want me to do? Do you want me to get you guys together and throw you a party?"

"I take it so easily that I'm more suspicious."

"... I can't help it. No, we don't have time."

"Time?"

Looking at the void, not Ellie, Collins continues to speak with a void voice.

"It might be a little boring, but I think it's better to do it. You have to listen to this story to believe me anyway."

"Oh, I already believe in Collins."

"Then just think and listen. This city called Los Angeles is completely rotten. A city where people serve people, where human rights are long gone, and where slaves are used as arrows for pleasure. But you know what? I haven't done this in the first place. At first."

At a time when we had to fight our lives to stay away from strangers in the morning, Los Angeles was no different from other cities. The problem occurred right after Jack Apron was transferred to the special occupation 'Demon King' during the first compulsory mission.

"Among the skills of the Demon King is the skill of deception. It can only be triggered when the opponent fully agrees, and once it is established, the opponent is forced to turn into an oak or ogre class and become a complete slave. Moreover, the more numbers you have in the circle, the more your abilities will increase."

"Is that Orc or Ogre a powerful class?"

"That's not possible? It's a little bit more serious than a normal normal normal class, but it's a little bit more pushy given the item restrictions."

"So you don't have to worry about it? Who accepts such skills?"

"There are people who have no choice but to accept."

"... Ah!"

"That's right. People from other cities."

From mere solicitation to intimidation and torture, it forces people from other cities who have been defeated in the war to engage in deceptive skills. As a result, Jack's strength grew stronger and the number of slaves grew.

If Jack had taken those slaves and created a force, he would have been one of the great guilds of Los Angeles. But Jack didn't. Jack 'donated' a lot of those slaves to a whole city called Los Angeles.

"Tens of thousands of people who never obey orders, of course, were opposed at first. Even if he claimed to be a slave of his own accord, people would not accept him as an organization unless he was crazy. Many agendas have come up every day, including elections, human rights issues, and stories of humanity."

Los Angeles at that time could not be said to be just, but it was not beyond a certain line that a 21st-century civilization would have to defend. But it couldn't last either.

"Looking at the situation, I think I finally accepted it."

"… That's right. There was a severe rebuttal, but at the end of the vote, they accepted slavery for about six to four years."

Missions are always about giving up your life.

A maze filled with powerful monsters, mysteries that can't be answered, and traps. No matter how easy my mission was, it always contained the risk of losing my life. But what if there is someone who obeys the order, can fight monsters on the front lines, meet traps instead, and use them as bait at any time?

At first there were most people who were fiercely opposed to how humans could treat humans like that, but Jack cleverly persuaded people and eventually agreed to admit slavery with a certain amount of time. And at that moment, people in Los Angeles were no longer able to get out of the net that Jack had laid.

"Even those who opposed slavery began to corrupt through the comfort and richness of slavery. Who wouldn't do that? Instead, you can fight, you can work, you can't hide men and women, you can unravel or abuse them at will, and you can't even give them money."

"You're drunk on honey."

"It's a terrible honey. I can't let go even if I know something is wrong.."

Those who opposed slavery were becoming less and less supportive. And the more so, the harsher the treatment of slaves began. It was only natural that the number of dissidents who were demanding improvements in the treatment of slaves decreased and their position decreased.

When things about slavery began to be accepted naturally, Jack began to give rank to the people of Los Angeles.

A citizen who has strong skills or is loyal, and who has a middle position.

Top rankers, Hidden classes, people who are favorable to themselves, people who are capable are first-class citizens.

Ordinary people, politically neutral, hostile to themselves, incompetent, second-class citizens.

Underneath it are third-class citizens and slaves who have revolted or caused serious problems.

Collins thought Jack would fall, of course, when he said he would give the same rank to people in other countries, other cities, but not the same country. But it was too short-sighted. Surprisingly, after a trivial, really trivial upsurge, the ranks began to melt as quickly as they did from the beginning.

"High ranking people have no reason to resist. There are more rights. There are no complaints from low-ranking people, and second-ranking citizens can enjoy anything. The problem is third-class citizens, and their numbers are too small to do anything about it, so there's really only one slave class under this system."

"And the slaves at the lowest level are forced to obey because of their skills..." "

"That's right. Loyalty from the bottom, loyalty from the people on top. The parliament of Utopia elects its chairperson in a democratic way, but always with an overwhelming hierarchy Jack is elected and enjoys absolute power. through the democratic process."

Even if they were forced slaves, the fact that others were supporting Jack by their own free will proved that the city was rotten.

"Not everyone does that. Even in this gutter, there are people who have the idea that all of this is clearly wrong and that we need to rectify everything that Jack screwed up."

"Is that you?"

"Me and some of them."

"I honestly can't believe it. If that's true, why is that great Jack guy just letting you go?"

In Ellie's words, Collins once again said with a shabby expression.

"Of course. It's more convenient for him."

"… Yes?"

"No matter how good the rats are, there are definitely those who resist. But Jack doesn't punish those people. They don't just disappear by oppressing everyone, but they can hide in the porn and be bothered by it. Khh."

"……."

"Utopia has political freedom! You're free to insult Jack! It doesn't change for a hundred days. Rather, our presence serves to strengthen Jack's foundation. They're the ones who bring down the vice chairmanship because it's against the representatives of the forces against them. They'll admire the big bowl."

Collins, who vomited everything he wanted to say, finished speaking with a sad expression.

"Can you believe it now?"