Chapter 133 – Hero Loved by the Goddess, Villain Chosen by the Goddess (2)
After integrating four of the five organizations that rule Landfill into my hands, I interact with the leaders of each organization in order to obtain the eastern area with the airship station, which is the most important place in the city. And gave orders to reorganize the organization. Of course, I don’t expect that the guys who growled at each other until yesterday will laugh hahahoho and put their shoulders together or burn hot comradeship, but that doesn’t mean I can’t leave Landfill as it is, so in the end I need to do it someday It happened.
So, the method I chose to lead the members of the organization was ‘individual interview with the superior’.
The best bosses in any organization are not to interfere too much with those below them. Whether it’s public or private, the constant pressure from the boss can only be so great that the stomach hurts from the point of view of the subordinate. So my idea of meeting each and every one of the members of the organization would seem like an idiot to drive one’s self-image down the abyss to someone who doesn’t know.
It may not really be that different, but…
Anyone would be disgusted that the organization he was living in was absorbed by an old man who appeared one day and now he had to have a personal interview with that guy. So I decided to meet them one by one in order to reduce the resistance of those who should lead.
“I don’t know where he came from, but I dare to tell my older brother…”
“Well, if you want to fight, declare first that no matter what I do to you, you will not argue later.”
“Ha. That’s the bluff of a guy who only talked about it. Okay, I won’t say anything later about what happened here. Okay? Now, now… Heck?!”
“Uhh, anyway, the little guys only have long tongues… Anyway, is this the 14th?”
In a fair (?) And fair (?) Duel under mutual agreement (?) With whom.
“…Destroy the last defending follower with this card, and attack all remaining followers. This is the end of the game.”
“Huh, my God… Are you really the first person to play this card game today?”
“Sure. I’ve played similar games before, but this is my first.”
“Ha… Well, I can’t help it because I lost. Yes, I’ll admit it.”
With a fun duel where someone competes knowledge and luck through cards on the table.
“Yes, hayeot…! Now, wait…! I’ll admit it, I’ll admit it, so sorry…!”
“Uh huh, I’m still short on words.”
“Re-send again…! Everything, never again… I won’t mess around,hehe, whatever…!”
In a very intense and hot duel, someone using each other’s bodies on the bed.
That’s how I slowly dealt with the gang members one by one. Before I knew it, among them, I was not a ‘suspicious guy who suddenly tries to swallow a land fill, and I don’t know where he came from’, but a ‘boss with great power’, ‘a friend who enjoys playing cards together’, ‘a tyrant on the bed’, and He began to be called ‘Teacher’.
Today, I was sitting at a table in the corner of the ‘Last Drink’ bar, playing cards with the new friends I made at Landfill, and waiting for the gang members who would come to ask for advice on the flowering and use of my abilities. However, a strange outsider came to today’s ‘Last Drink’. Wearing a dark-colored poncho, trying to wrap up his information tightly, he looks like he’s advertising his suspiciousness with his entire body. And the longsword at his waist, which seemed unusual even to me who had no taste for weapons, that he secretly showed when he threatened others.
It wasn’t long before the new unification of the underground city by occupying the eastern part of Landfill was not far off, but there was no power to waste uselessly in this place, so I calmed down the members of the last cup and the stranger when they were about to fight. So I had to deal with the stranger. Of course, my card game opponents today and the two on either side of my subordinates, ‘Bain’ and ‘Aine’, were especially loyal to me among those I hired as subordinates in Landfill, so despite the polite threats from strangers, I didn’t think about leaving.
In the end, the stranger, very rudely, used the ‘analysis’ skill on me without asking for any consent.
Since Atipia is a world heavily influenced by many gods, traces of them are buried everywhere, and this ‘skill’ is one of them. To be precise… It’s something that made us able to access the power we have here as a sort of structured information system or something. I also heard it somewhere, but it’s hard to understand what the hell he’s saying, so I don’t know more than that.
Anyway, even when he wrote ‘Analysis’, I was relaxed. According to what I heard from the prison warden of Breakwing while I was in the cage, it seems that I have a skill called ‘Blur’, and it is impossible to read my information without acquiring a certain level of ‘ancient knowledge’. And since this ‘ancient knowledge’ is usually learned by the old, old, and foreign factions, the attempt by this stranger to read my information would be meaningless… I expected that.
[Distortion of Fate]
[Cheonwoon]
…Until two unknown skills intervened.
[Distortion of Fate]: Power of the Goddess of Fortune. Failure or success of an action can be probabilistically changed into a random result. Current success rate 10% – 〉100%
[Cheonwoon]: Goddess of Fortune’s protection. The holder receives a very favorable correction in all uncertainties.
The power and protection of the Goddess of Fortune.
With [Distortion of Fate], The gambling-like power that can overwrite one’s ‘failure result’ with ‘success result’ with a low probability is combined with [Heavenly Fortune], An overly strong blessing that can only be thought of as favoritism by a goddess, The stranger ignored the normal rules of this world and tried to peek at my information. And with him…
-Haha, where did you do the repair work?
…Nia, a foreign correspondent who had been quietly watching what I was doing, stepped forward and twisted the result again with her own power, as if it was difficult to tolerate such a thing. The resulting recoil made the stranger stagger as if he had been hit by something invisible, with blue charges flashing in his eyes.
Wow, crazy. If Nia hadn’t stepped forward just now, he would have been helplessly robbing me of all my money. The prison director of Break Wing said that it would be impossible to ‘analyze’ information about me unless he could read the Necronomicon, which is said to contain so dangerous dark knowledge that readers will semi-certainly go insane. Unfortunately, exceptions will appear.
Any outsider who knows about me is sure to know about the constraints I have to come out of the cage the right way. In other words, no matter how strong or weak the force is, since I cannot harm the other person without their consent, I cannot properly resist. So, if a person who knows that fact decides to make up his mind, I have no choice but to be dragged away without being able to resist properly.
Even so, the reason the opponent has been relatively peaceful so far is thanks to two factors: the desire to deal with it quietly without creating a big fuss, and the fact that my strength is still unknown. However, if the foreign press hadn’t intervened and all my information had been read, in fact, it would have been revealed that I was a guy who could easily subdue because I was fully capable and had almost zero actual combat power.
I calmed down in my heart and treated him in the most relaxed manner possible.
“Geez, is it okay to dig up other people’s personal information without permission these days?”
“I thought it wouldn’t be easy, but it’s more than expected. Apparently, the god who sent you to this world cares about you more than I thought.”
Who will do it At the point where I had the ability to forcibly unlock and see this blessing, which was virtually banned from reading unless I was from the same ancient god faction, it was clear that the other person was as much interested in a certain god as I was.
Even Eleista, one of the representatives of the seven cities I met last time and the head of Magistos, the land of magic, couldn’t analyze my information because she didn’t have ancient knowledge. However, at the point of breaking through this barrier that even he who has mastered all kinds of magic cannot penetrate, this unknown stranger… No, the impure element is more dangerous than that.
“I don’t think you’re talking about it. I don’t know who it is… The fact that you broke through this and looked at my information a little doesn’t mean you’re not an ordinary stranger.”
“Haa.. I can’t reveal my identity right now… But for now, I’ll say that I came from the adventurer’s guild of Desperado.”
Desperado. I remember it as a country with an ‘adventurer’s guild’ that manages the ‘strangers’ who come to this world beyond the dimension. I don’t know if he really came from the adventurer’s guild of Desperado, or if he just looked around like that to turn my hostility towards him.
“Seriously, it takes a very long time to bring out one thing. So, what is the purpose? What did you come to see me for?”
“In other words… The power you have. The guild needs detailed information about that power, so we ask you to come to Desperado yourself. Of course, we are not asking for free. The power you have The information about it is currently quite valuable, so reward accordingly…”
“In a word, tell me to come to Desperado?”
Regardless of the strength of the opponent or the degree of favor he received from the gods, I felt that his bargaining skills were really poor.
What? Tell me to leave Landfill?
I am neither a genius wizard who commands the world nor an undefeated warrior who does not back down against anyone. They are just ordinary human beings who do bad things with the power given by a divine being.
I’m not very smart or have very good reflexes. It is just a normal person who has restrained some of his emotions with the power of a god, and has never been frightened by a powerful enemy or hesitated to do bad things.
…Of course, Nia-san said that it was not normal for humans to come up with the idea of controlling their emotions, but well. Even so, it doesn’t change the fact that I’m a normal human being.
Anyway, the power I deal with here is very special, and its value cannot be expressed simply as ‘there is quite a bit’. Even if you leave it…
The reason I stay in Landfill, where the air and security are terribly bad, is that there are fewer restrictions on what I can do here.
In addition to the three restrictions of harming others, not having private property, or belonging to a certain group, the moment I break even the slightest law, my conditional release is revoked, and I am imprisoned on the lowest floor of the cage again, even though I am innocent. This is the battlefield where I can move properly without the law that entangles me.
I follow such an empty horse to Desperado, and the moment I get caught in a trap dug by them and break even the smallest law, I am put back in the cage. And this guy’s purpose is to use it as a weakness to control me, who is the key to the new power of ‘incarnation’, at will. The intention was very clear.
With the restriction that ‘you cannot belong to a specific group’, you hold onto it in the form of outsourcing rather than attracting it to the group you belong to. The thought of lightly brushing it off along with the word that I do not belong to the organization of.
All those filthy, selfish thoughts were in full view, and I felt a little nauseous.
These guys are the ones who keep peace and order in this world?
An innocent person from another world, who has not done anything yet, is imprisoned, but after doing nothing, it is confirmed that he has a little usable power. These bastards who are trying to drag you?
Truly… That mask of hypocrisy was repulsive and repulsive, and I let out a sigh of relief.
“Even though I’m weaker than you, I tried not to be rude… Isn’t this a little over the line?”
Still, I had very small expectations.
It was Justia’s arbitrariness that I was imprisoned on the lowest level of the cage without committing any crime, and the representatives of the seven cities had nothing to do with it? Are you sure? Jeong Si-woo, the representative of Desperado, a country of freedom that guarantees the rights of strangers as much as possible… The person who always came to a strange world and claimed to be on the side of the isolated strangers should have come to me.
A goddess moved her forces at will and imprisoned a stranger without trial, but she should have come and found out why she did that. And even if she couldn’t get me out, she should have at least apologized to the innocent me who was harmed by the goddess’s arbitrary actions.
How can Desperado’s representative and guild master, Jeong Si-woo, pay attention to every single thing like me? Yeah, no one else would have thought of me this way.
However, according to the director of Break Wing, he is a human who is especially favored by the Goddess, so he receives all the trivial information about where the strangers came from and where they came from. In other words, I already knew that I was suddenly slammed into the lowest floor of the cage by Justia as soon as I came into this world.
Even though I knew that, I didn’t move, and when I proved my worth, I was allowed to leave the camp with various restrictions. Thanks to that, I was able to make up my mind to commit evil deeds without hesitation.
I hate the heinous hypocrisy of pretending to be for everyone, but actually reaching out only to those who need it, and pretending to be for everyone. So, I was determined to fulfill my contract with the foreign media very faithfully to throw the world into chaos.
“If the person you regret comes directly, it won’t be enough, so go see someone and go.
“…I see. That’s a pity. It can’t be done. Then…”
With that, the stranger lowered his hand under the table as if to leave his seat, and casually placed his hand on the hilt of his sword. It was such a natural movement that you wouldn’t even notice it if you weren’t vigilant from the start, and didn’t even let out the slightest hint of death.
Kang, Kagaaaaang!
“This baby … Where are the dogs?
“To our teacher… How dare you be rude.”
With the strong wind pressure, the wine glass fell and was smashed, or the cards on the table were blown in all directions, and a sword thrown by the man on the table was blocked by Bain’s prosthetic leg and Aine’s prosthetic arm, and the sharp blade pierced my throat. I couldn’t reach it and was stopped right in front of it.
“…Yeah, well. It looks like your skills aren’t average. But, there’s something you’re misunderstanding.”
I’m not particularly good at fighting, and I’m not particularly smart either. But…
“Why do you think I’ll be taken away as you please?”
Having a smart person and a good fighter next to me is something that even I, who have no talent at all, can do.
