How the Villain Lives

50. Chicken run.

"Did you just see that? I had to deal with that monster with a blow!"

"That's because we've reduced our stamina before. Of course, it was great to deal with the attack, but..."

"I'm not a top-ranker. I've always been using pseudonyms and funny names like ghosts to make fun of them."

"Don't you call the fortress Angel Knight?"

Whiplash!

Sung-hoon, who was trying to support those who had fallen nearby, almost instantly lost balance in the conversations of those who came in without consciousness. If I hadn't worn a mask, I wouldn't have been able to lift my face because of embarrassment.

'I think the force limit of Samsung Myrinana is great.'

Angel Knight, the word that hardened her hands and feet when she heard it, was referring to Sung-hoon herself. The Cantonese skill that he took out to catch the fleeing Thousand Disease caused a tremendous response among the people.

Of course, using items or skills in the air was not that difficult, but it was impossible to use them in combat, but Seonghun is able to move and speed freely as compared to those things.

In addition, the beautiful silver-white wings extending from the back, not just coming out, were also of interest to some people. Of course, there wouldn't be a shameful nickname for Angel Knight. In fact, it was also half the responsibility of Sung-hoon to raise things like this.

"So you're not going to join the vanguard attack?"

"Yes."

"After all, I hear you're going to push the whole city into a forced attack, and you're going to fall back, but how the hell am I supposed to explain that nonsense?"

One top-ranker like Sung-hoon, a senior skilled person in a Class S mission, is comparable to hundreds and thousands of fishermen. No matter what the reason, I could never allow it. With this fact, the position of the Holy Hun, or the ghost, would be extremely dangerous if the imposed limits were to attack politically. However, there was no way that Sung-hoon would know that for sure.

"At least ten top-ranked strong men can be tied one-on-one with the ability to deal with monsters coming from ancient gardens in a vagina rather than in volume. That means you can't send only one top-ranker to a party, so if you're thinking about safety, there will only be two top-rankers and three top-rankers."

"... So?"

At first, I was in the position that I couldn't let him do anything, but as always, it seemed like he had a strange magic power that made his ears deaf once he heard it. I was telling him to quit right away, but he rushed to the next word as if he was possessed by a ghost.

"Then what will you do where the rest of the hunt takes place? Whatever Kang Han said, class S missions are extremely dangerous. Even if top-rankers push numbers into the yards where they have to send teams, it's no exaggeration to see a party of ordinary rankers and ordinary people, or an attack force, do damage to the entire party by one mistake."

"……."

"I'm going to step up to prepare for that. because, objectively, I'm the fastest, most efficient person to deal with an emergency."

"That's what happens when you set up another dedicated party..."

One way or another, he realized how irresponsible his words were and shut himself up. Even if they form a support force, it is widespread and difficult to provide timely support to battles ranging from dozens to hundreds to thousands of people. But what if a top-ranker who uses the sky, not the ground, takes on that role?

'Mr... Val.'

"If you leave it to me, it doesn't matter if you leave it to someone else. if there's anyone with that ability."

Unlike a typical party that had to target only one place at a time, I really didn't want to give up the role of honeymooning with deceived words that could stil or take advantage under the guise of support. However, as has been the case so far, Sung-hoon's argument has always been the most unrefutable argument, and he was forced to allow himself to weep.

As Kang-hyun thought, Seong Hun was just trying to suck honey without thinking much about it, but as I said before, when Wang-Ik's appearance and several performance awards began to spread, he collapsed into a middle-power star called Angel Knight, like the star of Magic Sword attached to Mirina.

"Angel..."

"Just call me a ghost."

It was not one or two people who looked at the glowing wings as if they were lost to the particles of reconciliation. Sung-hoon himself has not changed at all. I just put one shiny wing on my back, and it was amazing how people reacted so differently.

"Thank you so much, Ghost. If you hadn't come, you could have gotten all of them."

"Of course I have to. More than that, I think we should look after the wounded first."

"Yes, I see! What are you all doing? If you have time to watch, run around with bandages!"

I only allowed one fight, but so many people died in vain. As I watched the land filled with blood, flesh, and embers, Seong Hun sighed and took a potion out of my arms and approached the wounded.

The number of wounded was rather small because Golem's aggression was so overwhelming.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

"Argh!"

Looking at the shattered arm of a woman who was slamming her teeth relentlessly as her complexion grew weary, Seong Hun hesitated to pull out the rune blade, cut off her arms, and took out potions and bandages and began to heal.

"You'd better cut it clean and regenerate it by the High Priest."

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"What about the pain?"

"Po, the potion works and I'm a warrior, so I can stand it. Thank you very, very much."

The Holy Hun who saved Golem from the near-death crisis and even healed her at this moment was the Savior himself. As if it could not fall for a moment, the woman who held onto the arm of Seonghun firmly looked around for a moment and opened her mouth in a trembling voice.

"That's horrible."

"I think so too."

"I don't know what the Alliance is calling us with these limbs. I say it's for all of us, but we're all dying right now, and all the people on the high ground... Ah!"

Later, the woman who realized that the ghost was also in that high place stopped talking and looked at her. However, it was not so clumsy as to express emotions on the outside.

"I'm sorry. I should have stopped this situation as soon as I could, but I can't."

"Oh, no! It's a ghost. There's nothing wrong with it! Rather, I know you're always working for us, and I'm sorry for forgetting that for a second and talking nonsense."

Those who reign on the throne, whether they do good or not, are always compelled to take insults. However, Sung-hoon has always remained one step behind and has always acted for people, at least on the outside. In addition to that, the images of ghosts combined with the media manipulation they used to do were a very good situation.

"I'd love to be around you a little more, but I don't know when I'm going to need support elsewhere. I think we should go."

"Sin, sorry!"

Faaah!

As I created the frenzy, I began to rise out of gravity and into the air. In order to avoid any further noticeable events, Sung-hoon hurriedly soared into the air and took direction elsewhere.

"I was expecting, but people's reactions are not a real joke, are they?"

Of course, people will have to be persuaded once they see the situation, but that doesn't mean the complaint disappears. In addition to those who lost their lives themselves, complaints continue to build up in some way, including those who were injured, friends who died, and those who were forcibly conscripted.

And this gap was the easiest for the enemy to target, so the coalition was pushing the Ganja out with all its might. It was also in order for Sung-hoon to move Eli and his attendants to use it to block contact with Jack and Kamikaze in advance or deliberately close contact with other cities.

"If there's a lot of time left in the future, I might try to make something out of it... but I don't think I can use it much."

After finishing the attack on the new area, you will be able to meet special conditions and enter the final stage with selected people. If you succeed there, you will be completely separated from the world anyway, so you don't have to manage your civic conscience, so you can make this little decision. Technically, Sung-hoon didn't have to play a very nice person, but now that the smoke was completely ripe in his body, he was just halfway giving up and acting.

'The attack itself is taking place easily, so the problem is external. The alliance with Sergei, Jack, is handled by Eli, so what's left is Arben.'

"Judging by the information we've gathered so far, it's you who are the most disadvantaged. It's the other three cities. Even if you follow them somehow, Arben, can you follow them?"

Imagining how a hero with a sense of justice would overcome this situation, Sung-hoon literally enjoyed his freedom as he climbed up to heaven.

The Greatest Guild in Toronto is the Hope Guild established by Arben.

The guild consisted of eight small crystals, including Saint Lucia, Sintu Lecter, and Prime Guard Alex, as the focus of the magical prosecutor Arben. Nevertheless, one person belonging to this guild was in the best position because the influence on people was so enormous.

That did not mean reigning with overwhelming power. He was exercising a rule that came from voluntary respect, not compulsion. That is why The Hope was forced to have a severe constraint of being civil when compared to other forces.

"Utopia has returned to the exhibition system perfectly as mentioned earlier. I'm pushing it into an overwhelming volume, even if it's really a war."

"What about the Alliance and the Red Storm?"

"The Red Storm sets a certain goal and must meet that goal per guild, and the Alliance is similar to Utopia. If there's a difference, is it going to be more efficient and sophisticated?"

"Arben. How long can we watch like this? Even now, I have to step out completely..."

"I know. I know, but..."

If you ask the Guild below to do something in the Shinxi, you will be forced to curse inside. However, there is no compulsory force in The Hope. I'm not asking the big guild to do anything, I'm asking for it. Of course, people listen to Arben's heroic actions and what The Hope has done, but they can refuse at any time because there was no compulsion there.

"We maintain our current position based on people's trust and respect. But if you put the whole of Toronto on a massive offensive, you could lose that support. And once you lose trust, it's very hard to get it back."

"So we're just gonna open our eyes like this and get hit?"

"Alex, calm down."

"... Whoo."

'Don't get caught up in the face elsewhere, we're best placed to relax with us. But if you take the place of God..'

Arben, who began staring at the faces of his colleagues surrounding the round table, looked at Lucia's eyes for a moment and slightly lowered his head.

'If it's for me or for the individual, I can give up. But we have to do it for everyone.'

"… I will put to the vote."

"Vote."

"This is a vote in which everyone participates. I'm going to tell everyone what's going on and act on people's opinions."

"Bandits."

It was not easy to predict which way Arben would make the decision if he compared the achievements and trust that Arben had built up so far, and the risks and losses that people would have to take themselves. I wanted to push it forcefully, but they just followed Arben's decision.