The villain’s purpose
Jacques Pietro.
ruler of the west. Lord of the Dark World.
His existence is a big criminal that even the society is keeping an eye on. And–
‘A survivor of village number 43.’
He is a survivor of the village.
That’s why the association kept an eye on the existence of Jacques Pietro, but avoided direct contact.
However, as the triad circle, which was a sub-organization of the society, clashed with Zach, they mobilized even the second-class judge and its troops.
In the end, it was only after the Judge and his troops were destroyed by a big villain named Pietro that Charha felt the need to step out on his own.
However, it is not possible that Jacques Pietro is a skilled person who can even see through his own stealth.
“Surprised. When did you notice?”
I said it insignificantly, but she feels a sense of embarrassment in her own way.
She is the supreme judge of the society. Originally, he is a master-class person who doesn’t even need to go directly to this kind of work.
The reason why she came to watch Chui was because Jacques Pietro was directly visiting the South.
Of course, Zach, who judged that he was insignificant in terms of combat power, had no choice but to be embarrassed because he saw through his stealth.
“It’s not important. But I thought the Supreme Judge would come personally.”
“······You know so many things.”
The existence of the society is top-secret information that only a few people know about in the empire. Knowing its existence is surprising, but to know of the existence of the supreme judge who acts as an agent of the will of the society.
Charha met Zach’s turquoise eyes.
A casual smile, as if he had even expected Sharja to appear. A man with an unknown sense of intimidation.
It seems that the evaluation of Jacques Pietro should be raised. Like Count Janssen’s unexpected death, he might have approached the society more deeply than he thought.
In other words, he knew from the beginning that the Triad Circle was a sub-organization of the society and went on the offensive.
“I was impressed, Mr. Pietro. I checked your message. It was very clear.”
Jacques smiled at Sharha’s words and leisurely poured the wine. Shar Ha smiled and drank the drink he recommended, then gestured with her elegant fingers.
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Purple butterflies flap their wings, and chunks fall where they have stayed.
Four necks with no blood left.
Gustavo Forgore, Bruno Nicola, Michelo Luciano… Bosses of the Triad Circle. And–
“Up to Karl Hauser. Very sure.”
“Because we can’t let our existence be revealed. It’s pitiful.”
Not only Bruno and Michelo, who were imprisoned, and Karl Hauser, but also Gustavo, who was secured by Jacques.
Sharha killed them all and hid that there was an organization behind the Circle.
And now only Jacques Pietro knows about their existence.
However, it is not Charha’s mission to kill Zach. Because he had been watching Jacques Pietro for a long time.
“Mr. Pietro. Despite our many setbacks in the South, there will be no retaliatory action. But you stole the Order’s goods. We’ll have to get them back.”
“You mean this?”
Zach took out a book and showed it to Charha. The old-fashioned leather cover exudes profound energy.
“It was strange from the beginning. Why did the Triad Circle seek me so much? I tried interrogating Gustavo, but all I could say was that it was an order from above.”
The beginning was after the request to steal the magic book was successful.
A successful capture of the magic book that would otherwise have failed. From then on, the Triad Circle began to pursue Zach.
Zach responded by destroying the triad circle.
“I did wonder. The Triad Circle is a powerful coalition, but they are complacent and have vested interests. There was no reason to touch me.”
Nonetheless, the Triad Circle fought against a tycoon named Jacques Pietro.
From the perspective of Zach, who knows the existence of the association, it can only be judged that the will of the association has entered.
“What is this magic book?”
“You have to either join us or die to tell us that.”
Charha smiled and held out her hand. It was an implicit expression to quietly turn over the magic book.
“What if I don’t want to pass?”
“Pietro, don’t test our patience.”
subtle menace. Zach smiled and handed over the magic book obediently.
“Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Pietro. It’s small, but it’s my sincerity.”
Charha took over the magic book and ordered the butterflies to put down a glass bottle. Inside, there is a red liquid that emits aura of Saihan.
“This?”
“This is a gift that is only given to members. Just know that giving this has a very special meaning.”
Charha accepted the magic book and stepped back. Then say hello gracefully.
“Then Pietro. I look forward to the next time we can officially meet.”
Groups of purple butterflies swayed like the wind.
* * * *
No one was left where the fluttering butterflies had passed.
Even in the vision of the villain, the warning of the gaze is no longer visible. Sharja completely withdrew.
[Haaah…]
“You lived and died.”
[That’s right.]
Osman and I let out a deep sigh of relief. That’s why Charha was a dangerous person.
[I thought they would intervene, as they touched the subsystem of the society, but I never thought the jet-black witch would come directly.]
She is the messenger and judge of the ‘commitment’. And he is the next most powerful person after Cromwell of the Brotherhood of independent powers that have not yet belonged to the society.
According to history, Humpty, the great magician who seizes Relics from Sigar or Snow Mountain and reigns as Osman’s arch enemy, has a different hierarchy compared to Sharja.
The warlock group that Hannibal Humpty belonged to was just one organization that made up the society, and she was the messenger representing the musketeers of the society.
“With this, she survives a second time.”
[second? Have you ever crashed before?]
“You’ve come to me before. We bumped into business back then. Oh, this is the future.”
[You are very lucky.]
“Come to think of it, was Shar the biggest enemy to you since Hannibal Humpty?”
[Yeah… To be honest, I can’t be sure of victory even if I go back to the heyday of that witch opponent.]
In terms of pure strength, she is a witch whose victory cannot be guaranteed even by the world’s top 10 great wizards.
As expected, I was good at handing over the magic book.
[Well, the analysis has already been completed.]
Yes. After the successful return, Osman, who had been sleeping inside me, awoke by absorbing the magical power of the book of magic.
The book of magic was simply Grimoire of Explosion magic, but that was just camouflage.
[They were also aiming for it. The coordinates of ‘Terranite’ hidden inside the magic book.]
Natural Terranite hidden inside a locket handed over from Abdeslam. An object with the same properties as a brain stone.
Could it be that the quest that I knew about the theft of antiques was a password that hid the location of Terra Knight?
“If it’s the original history, they will succeed in stealing the magic book and interpreting the magic book. And a year later, they will succeed in finding the Terra Knight.”
[But we——]
“I already know the location of all Terra Knights.”
Interpret the code of the magic book and find Terra Knight? There was no need for that in the first place. because you already know
I’m handing over what I already know anyway, so it can’t be a waste. The important thing is–
“It’s true… You left the bomb behind.”
A glass bottle that Shahrha left behind as a gift. I know the identity of the liquid in it.
[Dragon blood.]
Yes, the evidence of the liquid in this vial is hemolysis. It’s not a figurative expression, it’s the real dragon’s blood.
[Come to think of it, Pietro, you were the only one who didn’t receive the grace of the musketeer.]
“I thought I didn’t need it. I wasn’t a fighter.”
Somehow, he joined hands with the society and destroyed the world. In the process, I didn’t succeed because I was strong.
“It happened because I was good, not because I was strong.”
[You did very well.]
What about being really good? I should have been competent before.
[So what are you going to do with this hemolysis? If you drink it, you will definitely get a lot of power in your hands, but the problem is…]
“You’ll get addicted to dragon’s blood. I’ve seen many addicts in the Order desperate to achieve feats by craving dragon’s blood.”
So it’s a bomb. I know the words of those addicted to hemolysis.
“Once you drink dragon blood, you have to keep drinking it. Humans can’t resist this energy. There were quite a few dragon blood addicts inside the society.”
As far as I know, only one person has been able to resist this.
[The owner of the star. Cromwell, Grand Master of the Brotherhood.]
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There is no one who can fully absorb the energy of dragon blood except for the mad king of the beastmen.
“Well, let’s keep it. I think the day will come when it will come in handy later.”
Dragon blood is a treasure whose value cannot be described in the future. In the first place, all things related to dragons are like that.
A treasure with great value that cannot be obtained even with money.
I can only think of thirteen ways to use this right now.
No matter how you think about it, I benefit.
* * * *
It’s been over a month since I came to the South. The temperature is slowly rising and spring is coming to an end.
Bastien Moreau is waiting in front of the wide parking lot.
“Get on, the guests are waiting for you.”
“What about Luisa and the squad?”
“As usual, I will follow you while maintaining a guarded distance.”
I’ve taken control of the South, but this isn’t entirely my territory. I’ll call in an agent soon to manage this place, but I couldn’t be relieved just yet.
Bastien arrives in a vehicle driven by a famous restaurant in the middle of the city. Ellie was waiting for me in front of a high-end restaurant that was difficult to afford with the salary of a public servant.
“…are you here?”
“How are you making such a grumpy face?”
“Fat? Who, who said that? Don’t keep portraying people as weird!”
“You’ll be eating great food soon, so let’s relax. You’ll look like livestock to be sold.”
“you······.”
Elysia trembled as if she was overcome with anger at my bone-filled words. Elysia, who can’t get used to my way of speaking over time, has a good taste for teasing.
“The deputy director is waiting for you.”
As Elysia said, Rickert Bergman, the deputy director of the Central Bureau of Investigation, was waiting for us in the group room on the second floor of the restaurant.
“Jacques Pietro…”
Deputy Director Rickettre’s expression was not very bright. It was worth it.
“I’ve heard the story. At best, the criminals caught are dead.”
The bosses of the Triad Circle and Karl Hauser, whom Shahrha slaughtered to sever the connection with the society. Because they would have been found murdered in prison.
“Have you ever done it yourself?”
“They were brutally murdered to help with business in the South, but unfortunately I didn’t do it.”
“Then what the heck…”
“Behind the Triad Circle there is a greater darkness. They died of silence.”
Who they were, the deputy director did not ask specifically. That’s its own calculation.
“The Bureau of Investigation has no intention of investigating the matter. They hate spending unnecessary assets.”
thorough realism. He is thorough in this respect for a subject who looks like a prideful corrupt aristocrat.
“Come to think of it, you were the one who drastically reduced the Pietro task force. That’s why I like you.”
Elysia frowned at those words. As a member of the former Pietro task force, there must be something uncomfortable about it.
“What are you going to do now? Will you please calm down?”
“hahahaha, don’t say things you don’t mean to say, deputy director. You’ve already tasted the sweetness of a criminal friend.”
“Keuhehehe, it’s fatal enough to be poisoned.”
Likert’s goal is to achieve a huge success that only aristocrats can climb from the status of a commoner.
He is a man with great ambitions to give up his career just because ‘phone’ is not in his name.
“So, how do you plan to help me in the future?”
“Aren’t friends helping each other? Now you have to help me.”
“Isn’t it enough to devour the South?”
“That’s because I was competent. I didn’t need any help from the Bureau to take over the South.”
I said as I poured a drink into the deputy director’s glass.
“Elysia von Wittenberg.”
“·······.”
Elysia flinched at the mention of her name. At the same time, the deputy director is also curious.
“Attach Detective Elysia to me. I’ll take her with me wherever I go. Then I’ll give you presents, just like I did before.”
“I don’t understand. Investigator Elysia is an Imperial Investigator and family enemy who can cut you at any time.”
“That’s why this honeymoon has meaning.”
Because the deputy director can capture me at any time through Ellie, and I can obtain the strongest power to face the catastrophe of the planet called the sword star.
“Hmm, well… I don’t think I have anything to lose.”
Instead of attaching one subordinate investigator, you get the empire’s most wanted as an ally.
This was a dangerous cohabitation, but at the same time it was the only way for Rickert, who had the limitations of being a commoner, to rise to the top.
If there was a problem, it was whether Elysia would obediently follow this, but he didn’t seem to have any particular concerns.
“Inspector Elysia. It’s an order. Follow him as Jacques Pietro’s guard.”
“······All right.”
She is the incarnation of chivalry, following the virtues of top to bottom.
This honest swordsman who regards himself as a sword goes beyond right and wrong and follows the orders of his superiors.
It was also the most fatal flaw of the strong swordsman. Thanks to this, it’s not just once or twice that they failed even right before they caught me.
“Then I’m going to step back. It’s not a normal mess because the heads of the criminals I caught are gone.”
Deputy Director Rickert leaves his seat as soon as his business is over. Only me and Elysia were left in the quiet room.
“Ellie.”
“·······.”
As if pessimistic about her situation of being sold, she hung her head and did not answer.
“Elysia.”
“Noisy.”
“Elysia.”
“Didn’t you say it was noisy!”
Elysia began to slice and eat the thick steak in front of her eyes.
A high-quality steak that you can’t even dream of with a normal salary. Eating it as if this were me.
“Eat some slowly.”
“Never mind! I am Count of Wittenberg! Where commoner!”
“Do you take care of that kind of pride in a ruined subject?”
“You! Too! Talkative!”
[Well, this is a fact.]
‘It’s hard to refute.’
I calmly watched as Elysia gobbled it up.
“Were you when you were eleven? The first time we met.”
“·······.”
Ellie hesitates. She seemed to recall memories from decades ago.
“At that time, I was a young cadet who had just entered the Imperial Military Academy. Yes, I did not enter with good intentions. Neither the military academy nor the count’s mansion.”
“you are······.”
“I got into the world of crime when I was 10 years old. It started when I ran away by stealing an apple from a street vendor.”
If I hadn’t had memories of being an Earthling, I’m sure I wouldn’t have survived. So I started in the dirty mud of the back alley.
“I’ll be honest. I hated you. I hated you because you were the count’s daughter, I hated you because you lived a more peaceful life than me, and I hated you because you were born with the talent of a knight.”
“·······.”
Elysia was taken aback by my straightforward emotions, but she kept her mouth shut and couldn’t answer.
She too must be guessing about something that happened between me and the Count.
You wouldn’t be able to imagine something like ‘Village No. 43′, but as an investigator of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, you’d probably guess about the ’cause’ that needs to be derived.
She can’t just blame me because she can’t even imagine that fact.
To the extent that he has such caring hesitations against his enemies… he is a kind person without countermeasures to that extent. A human named Elysia von Wittenberg.
“But I respect you. You are a respectable human being.”
“Mu, mue? Yes? What…, Yes?”
Elysia licked her lips several times, trying to confirm what she had heard. It seems to repeat what I said in my head over and over again, then looks up at me with a suspicious gaze.
“What… is this a ruse? Burr, I’m not at all happy to receive the respect of a criminal…”
“With a filter. Just, you’re a great human being. A human worthy of respect.”
A human being who can honestly throw himself for his own justice.
A hero who can break through all kinds of limbs and adversities by trusting only one sword.
A human being loved by the stars.
protagonist of the era.
I wanted to become that kind of sword master.
“You probably won’t like this version I made through the deputy director. You’ll be dissatisfied with it. But you’ve decided to watch over me in accordance with your father’s will.”
“Do you mean to be quiet… just follow? You have to play in the game you created?”
“No, I’m just saying that as long as time and space exist, we have certain unavoidable obligations. Hero or villain.”
The country is the great villain… I don’t think this is a bit out of place, so it’s like returning.
In the future catastrophe, Elysia has obligations as a person who receives the protection of the stars.
“Ely. Elysia von Wittenberg. One thing. I’ll answer at least one question honestly. Ask the questions you need to ask.”
“·······.”
It was quiet.
I know all too well the question Elysia wants to ask. She would be more curious than anything.
why’.
But a human named Elysia von Wittenberg, this great hero of chivalry that I can admire, knows the difference between wanting to do and doing.
“What are you… what is your purpose?”
okay. That’s what Elysia is.
I smiled and was willing to tell the truth.
“I will save the world.”