Chapter 122 – #123 the Enemy of an Enemy Is a Friend
#123 The enemy of an enemy is a friend
“Bring Don Quixote. I have something to say to him!”
“…”
He ordered Don Quixote’s men to bring him. The man in front of me twitched his eyebrows, but he showed no emotion.
Rather, those with gnarled eyes who did not recognize me were furious.
“That bastard…!”
“Hey, hang on. He’s a psychic. That’s S-class.”
“Eww…! If only I had superpowers…!”
How are you? Are you a funny guy?
I stood in front of the guy who was talking nonsense. He was taken aback, as if he didn’t know I was coming in front of him.
“What does the servant dare to say?”
“Uh, uh uh…”
“What? If you have superpowers, you can kill me?”
“I didn’t say I could kill you…”
“De? Uh huh! Have you seen this spoiled brat! Am I your friend? Will you come to your senses once you taste the heat in my hands!”
“…”
When I put my fist into his face, the startled guy kicked him backwards. And he looked around with eyes begging for help.
But-
“…”
“…”
“This, these lowly bastards…!”
-The other guys looked away, avoiding the gaze directed at them. The one who was abandoned by his colleagues in an instant gnashed his teeth.
“Ugh! Your snout is the source of all evil, so where can you blame others! That’s no way! As a guardian of Confucianism, I’ll fix your bad habits today!”
“Hey!”
It was when I was about to lift his collar and slap him.
“Is that enough? Didn’t you tell me that you had something to do with me?”
“Hmm?”
A man wearing an attire that did not suit modern times was walking down the stairs.
He was wearing a colorful, baggy outfit like you would see at a party in the Middle Ages, and a big blue hat on his head. The feathers on his hat quivered as he walked.
“What did that famous villain come to see me for?”
The man in front of me put his hand on the fencing sword hanging from his waist. He was on the short side, about 170 cm tall.
However, unlike his small body, the moment I saw the man, I felt uncomfortable inside. This awkwardness was at the same level as when I saw the Dragonian and the Giga Elephant.
“Quixote?”
“Yes. I am Don Quixote.”
This man was [Don Quixote], An A-class villain with 9th level psychic powers.
“I’ve come to make you a very good offer.”
“A good suggestion?”
He was also the leader of the Anti-Jet Stream Alliance-
“Yes. Good suggestion.”
At the same time, he was also the one who would take care of one axis of my plan B.
*****
We moved to have a close conversation. Well, it was Don Quixote’s office that had to be moved.
“Alcohol?”
“I’ll do it with Sungnyung.”
“Soongnyuk? What is it?”
“Do you have any? If not, give me makgeolli.”
“Makgeolli? What is that?”
“Eh~ How come there’s nothing here? Tsk tsk. Just give me a drink.”
“…”
Don Quixote glared at me with displeased eyes and brought me two glasses of wine and wine. Don Quixote poured wine into a glass and handed it to me.
“Uh huh! You’re not even going to toast?”
“…Why do I toast with you, whom I met for the first time today? Ha, that’s good. Then what are we toasting for?”
Don Quixote laughed and matched my joke with a face that said, “Let’s go somewhere.” He was the patient type.
It wasn’t because I conformed to the logic of power, just because I was an S-class villain and he was an A-class villain.
Had he obeyed the logic of the force, he would have gone under him rather than rebelled against the jet stream.
But Don Quixote raised a sword, not a white flag. It also formed a grand alliance with villains of a similar level and situation to itself and fought against the jet stream.
“Hmm… If you and I have something in common, this is probably the only thing.”
“What do you have in common?”
“For the downfall of the jet stream.”
“…”
He held out his glass to say a toast, but Don Quixote didn’t bump his glass. Rather, he opened his eyes and glared at me.
As if trying to read my inner thoughts.
Read my heart once, Don Quixote!
‘Ah~ I want to gather the kids and have a harem sex party!’
Read my heart!
“What did you mean by that?”
As expected, Don Quixote couldn’t read my heart. Then it is.
He emptied his glass first without clinking it. He was a real no-nonsense guy.
I also emptied my glass.
“Literally. The jet stream will fall. Today at the earliest, tomorrow at the latest.”
“Today or tomorrow, the jet stream will fall?
Don Quixote treated my words as the bullshit of a madman. It was upsetting, but from his point of view, it was natural.
It’s already been two years since Don Quixote formed an anti-jet stream alliance. He battled the jet stream countless times over two years, but was unable to defeat him.
He’s spent the last two years doing everything he can, but the jet stream empire has survived. To say that such a jet stream would collapse in two days would certainly sound like nonsense.
“Have you not heard the news yet?”
“What?”
“Last night, seven members of the Jet Stream died.”
“… What?”
“And among those seven, along with the Prime Knight, the Dragonian and the Giga Elephant, called the Trio.”
“Dog sound!”
“Have you been bitten by your dog?”
“What?”
“If you keep treating my words like bullshit, then I might become a dog and bite you in the neck. I want you to know that I’m being very polite.”
“…”
When he said it with a sense of murder, Don Quixote shut his mouth. As if to represent his feelings, a drop of sweat ran down his forehead.
“Don’t think it’s a lie. If you make a few phone calls, you’ll figure it out right away, right? There’s no way I haven’t planted a frakchi in the jet stream for two years.”
“…”
Don Quixote, who was glaring at me, picked up the receiver next to him and made a call somewhere. A brief conversation ensued, and Don Quixote yelled at the other party on the phone.
“이 개새끼야! 그걸 왜 지금 말해! 뭐? 지금 그걸 말이라고 해?! 끊어 이 개새끼야!”
Don Quixote, who put down the receiver roughly, filled his glass with wine, perhaps feeling stuffy. And one-shot. He looked at me with a flushed face, as if his stomach had calmed down only after the liquor was half empty.
“So? What do you want?”
“Tonight, I will lead my men in an assault on the jet stream. You and your friends will join in as well.”
“Me? Why should I?”
“Then, your long-cherished dream is right in front of you, do you intend to stay still? Or do you intend to take the fisherman’s position when me and the jet stream meet?”
“Well. That’s not bad either.”
Don Quixote replied leisurely, as if he had regained his composure. I realized that I needed myself.
“Then do as you please.”
“What?”
“Instead.”
I brought his wine and poured it into my glass and swallowed it in one gulp. And stared at him again.
With living
“You’re not going to die gracefully. I don’t like it when someone sticks a spoon into the table I’m preparing. Jet Stream would have stayed still considering the circumstances around him, but I’m different. After Jet Stream dies, right away It’s you.”
“Wouldn’t that be easy?”
“It won’t be easy. But it won’t take too long. Cockroaches are very persistent pests. If you kill one, it won’t be long before several more appear.”
“…”
“But in the end, cockroaches are just cockroaches. If I keep killing every step I see, someday I won’t be able to see them. They’ll realize that they’ll die if I see them, and they’ll hide.”
“You bastard…”
“And the Hero Association won’t step in. Wouldn’t they rather thank me for exterminating cockroaches on their behalf?”
“… When are you planning to hit the jet stream?”
At my warning, Don Quixote’s momentum was eventually broken.
“Tonight.”
I smiled and filled his glass with wine.
“Would you like a toast?”
“…”
When I handed out my cup, Don Quixote silently held out his cup and collided with mine.
“For the downfall of the jet stream.”
“For the downfall of the jet stream.”
In this way, all the necessary cards have been gathered.
All that was left was to watch the jet stream and the match on the table.
*****
I told Don Quixote, but I hated it extremely when someone pushed a spoon into the table I had set. To the point of taking the spoon and breaking the earthenware pot.
Nevertheless, I reached out to Don Quixote and his allies to kill the jet stream together.
I couldn’t help it.
“Oh hey, you bastards.”
“Sorry Boss…”
I (Mark Sa) clicked my tongue as I looked at the guys with their heads down in front of me. Behind them, their faces blackened, was a burning drug factory.
The burning drug factory was not alone.
The drug factories in Precincts 77 and 80 were also burning. Areas 76, 77 and 80. A total of three factories were destroyed.
In addition, workers and security guards at the factory were killed or injured.
It was obvious without looking who the culprit was.
“Jet stream is chew. Really behind.”
Last night, while I was killing his officers, his men also infiltrated my quarters and burned down the factory. That’s a loss of tens of millions of dollars.
“This debt is well received.”
Just won’t get it It should have been returned at least 10 times.
“As expected, he has a lot of subordinates he can use.”
Killed 7 executives, but the jet stream still had 12 A-class villains. Ah, the succubus is mine now, so there are 11 of them. Anyway, there are still 11 left.
On the other hand, the only A-class villains on this side were Jina and Carinvia, who would be active as mercenaries. The rest were all B-class, and even my alter ego was B-class.
“It can’t be helped. Yuna is the master.”
– Yes master! I love you side!
“You’re cute today as well. Let’s challenge 24-hour sex on your day off.”
– Wow! So good lord! Ah… I’m so looking forward to it!
“Anyway, I called because I have something to ask you.”
-Yes! Ask anything! You can bite my chest!
“Your breasts will be bitten, of course. Anyway, do you know that there are people who fight against the jet stream?”
-Fight against the jet stream… Ah! Are you talking about Don Quixote?
“Well? I don’t know the name.”
– Probably right. Because they are the only villains against the jet stream.
“Yes? Then can you give me some information about them?”
-Yes! I’ll let you know in an hour… An hour!
Exactly an hour later, Yuna informed me of Don Quixote and his allies.
Six A-class villains, including Don Quixote, formed an alliance and waged a bloody war against the Jet Stream for two years.
“Six A-ranks… That’s fine.”
If six A-class villains were included, there was a good chance.
For reference, the odds here meant the damage I would receive. It is an established fact that I win.
“It’s a waste of space, but it’s okay if you come back later.”
The jet stream occupied as many as 24 districts.
Even if I, who lacked the villain’s subordinates, took over the entire area, it was obvious that it would be taken over by others before long.
I’m strong, but I only have 5 bodies.
If it’s going to be taken away anyway, it’s good to take only the places I can definitely dominate and give the remaining areas to others and reach out.
This was my plan B.
Isn’t there a good saying that the enemy of an enemy is a friend?
Of course-
“You can’t be my friend.”
-If you weren’t a woman, you didn’t deserve to be my friend.
