How the Villain Lives

50. Chicken run.

The vote on whether to vote in favour of the assassination attempt on the grave of grief was as hot as expected. If this kind of vote had been held in other cities, no city other than Los Angeles would have expected a positive outcome that would have changed people's consciousness and mindset.

Arben, however, was different in this area than in Toronto. Arben acted with a mindset that seemed to come out of the story as if he were a hero of justice, always sacrificing himself for as many people as he could be happy, and for others.

In addition, The Hope Guild did not consist solely of Arben.

Lucia, who spares no mercy and encouragement from anyone, Alex, who always stands on the front lines and protects her colleagues, and Lecter, who takes care of anything filthy in Toronto, were also supported by people, and all of these were brought together to create a little miracle.

"In favor of 8: 2…."

Alex, who had more anxiety about voting than anyone else, was forced to panic about his expectations being missed. If it was normal, I was thinking of the consequences of holding it as high as 5: 5, even if it was unconditionally opposed, but 8: 2 missed so much in my expectation.

"This is what Arben's brother has built up so far. I told you I'm really getting paid, right?"

"Not necessarily. People who are more anxious to search than other cities, and who are leaders of large guilds, must have mobilized their own power because they knew how to act now."

"But you won anyway! Hehe."

Arben, who stroked Lucia's head with a clear smile, was also thinking a little surprising inside.

'I'm a little ashamed of my face, but like Lucia said, is this proof that human beings are being trusted?'

"After all, it was a pass, but now it's only on par with other cities. From now on, it's really important. I don't know what top-rankers and top-rankers are capable of, but we're too behind on sub-rankers and general people and collective management."

"In addition to that, I also lost time. From now on, even if I try to keep up with this evil, I will always be in a position to catch up."

"You're right. So now we're going to use a special way that other cities don't."

"A special way?"

"I'm asking other cities for help."

There was only one Lucia who was in favour of Arben's words as a good opinion.

Support in other cities is damages, even if they don't come. The uncontrollable number of troops in the city poses an unexpectedly great threat. The 3,000 troops sent from Utopia immediately were forced to use considerable manpower to monitor and deter them, and no one knew they would be able to help them even if they put them in the final attack.

"If you have any other good ideas to break the current situation, you can say as much as you want. If we want to end the attack, similar to other forces, with less power, we will only have to kill that many more people."

"How many times will you respond even if you ask for help? If you think the other way around, are you going to ask us for help somewhere else?"

It is unlikely, but if one side eats bitterly, he thinks it is a light support and can move and cross the golden road as it is. Of course, the craftsmen would not come, and even if they did, they would most likely send a lot of useless troops without directly aiding the attack. Nevertheless, Arben did not withdraw his offer to the end.

"We have to create an irresistible situation. I will send an envoy secretly asking for assistance. And in return for support, you have the unconditional right to choose one of all the items you have acquired when clearing the Grave of Grief."

"Absolutely not! Do you think Class S Missions are Class S Missions for nothing? Even if you can't, you'll get multiple Legendary Items, at least one Fresh Item, maybe more, and you'll give it to other toprankers?"

"I have to give it to you. If you can push the strong with one item, it's cheap. The damage will be enormous if we attack alone, blinded by a few items. If you can call at least one top-ranker out of your mind, it's not too bad to give them the whole reward."

"……."

"Then proceed like that. I have a meeting with the other guild leaders, so let's get out first."

"Oh, brother! Come with me!"

As Arben went out, the people who were sitting around the round table rose from their seats one by one and began to leave the room. Alex, who was deliberately moving slowly, said confidently to Lecter when only two people were left in the room.

"You used your hand, right?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"No matter how many times you think about it, 8: 2 is ridiculous. There must have been something involved, but Arben is not going to do anything worth it."

"So I'm punishing you?"

"Enough."

Seeing a colleague who made a solemn declaration without hesitation, Lecter opened his mouth with a bitter smile.

"I was a little hurt."

"I have no intention of informing or condemning anyone. Honestly, I'd like to compliment you on your good work."

"What?"

"It must have been for Arben, not his own appetite. Arben can't do it, but one day he will inevitably do the dirty things. because he needs someone to sneak in on his behalf without even knowing it. I didn't know there was another one like that besides me."

"Wait, again?"

Intercept profit.

"There's nothing good about a longer story. Goodbye then."

"... Ha!"

Just as he used people from the thief family, Alex secretly mobilized people from warriors and knights to vote. Realizing that there was an overwhelming 8: 2 gap, Lecter stood there staring at Alex's door for a while.

Bug, bum, bum!

A small plan, no more, no less, precisely five steps to reach the end. Eli was coming to the room like a machine, maintaining a constant cycle and cladding. Eli, who was constantly repeating his movements to see if he was tired, immediately stopped moving and murmured as if he had fallen into the chair on one side.

"It's dangerous this way."

'So far, Sung-hoon has done better than expected. You must have done rather well because it was crude and instant. But under the same circumstances, it's different.'

Sung-hoon had his abilities in what he had been able to do so far, but it was the situation around him that greatly affected him. A thoroughly limited enemy of 1: 1, a set time, and numerous overflowing variables were somehow able to withstand the challenges that came before their eyes.

'But now the plates are too big. This situation is not solved by wit alone.'

What was needed now was insight to penetrate all the situations at once, and definitive preparedness, and actually the power to achieve them. From that point of view, Sung-hoon does not possess anything satisfactorily except power among the three.

"That's why we move without setting a single goal. I know the tricks I'm thinking won't work out for sure, but I can't do anything, so I'm doing everything I can. Just get one of whatever you want."

Eli knows better than anyone else. Because he looks so much like Sung-hoon himself. When we look at each other, it is as if we are looking at a mirror. If there was one difference, it was the difference in personality. Eli wanted to reduce the uncertain variables as much as possible once he saw what was going to happen.

"Eli! Are you there?"

"What's going on?"

"A request for confidential assistance came from Toronto. By the way..."

"But?"

"The ghost accepted the offer. Once you have successfully cleared the Garden of the Ancients, I will travel to Toronto immediately afterwards. In the meantime, tell them to entrust the operation of the Guild."

"... Whoo. Get out."

"Old!"

'What the hell are you thinking?'

Even if you move calmly, the leader will shoot you in the face.

The moment I heard the report, Ellie's heart began to tilt to one side. So far, moving with Eli and Sung-hoon has been somewhat interesting, but in the end it has been the most efficient.

There are few who accept that the opponent is an evil person and can expand their abilities to their fullest potential. Fewer people are able to trust it, and few have met the two preceding conditions while still combining their abilities. It was Sung-hoon who was scarcely there, and so far he has been following this strange relationship because it helps each other.

'But now it's not profitable to maintain this relationship, it's going to be real.'

Even if the possibilities were uncertain, I would still be there if I had one clear vision and plan and pushed it hard. But honestly, I only feel perfectly disappointed.

"The limits of fine hair are finally here. Well, I'm not in a position to say this."

Like Sung-hoon, Eli didn't have any special schemes, but now it doesn't matter. You need to find a new great companion, as you have done so far. There was no guilt of conscience. Even on the contrary, Sung-hoon also knew that he would act the same way without hesitation or grief.

And almost all new candidates have already been decided.

Personal skills and power, the tricks of looking forward to a few things, and the determination to push them without hesitation. In all respects, there was a winner ahead of the top-rankers.

"What conditions do you want to carry?"

How to reap as sown.

May you all engrave the word Winding Evil!