Fated to Be Loved by Villains

129. nice to meet you

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Seras Ebatrice is an adjutant under the direct control of the Emperor, the leader of one of the most famous secret drug organizations on the continent, the ‘Oath of the Crescent Moon’, and an assassin so ruthless that people in the underworld will lose their fighting spirit just by hearing his name.

Usually, a human with such a long title will take on the role of overseeing whether the people working in the field are doing well rather than going to the field.

Sometimes, she has to step in and deal with someone.

In general, most of the cases are too difficult opponents to inject other personnel.

for example.

A few former imperial guards were attached as escorts.

When one person is gathered, it is a regular knight squad unit, and when two or more people are gathered, it is a platoon, and when three people are gathered, it is a company.

It was the Imperial Guard that said such words seriously.

One of the strongest powers of the empire unless the guardians who disappeared into history return alive.

It is enough manpower to attach to one person as an escort. It should be regarded as the manpower going to subdue any impregnable dungeon.

No matter how much assassins are specialists in ambush and interpersonal warfare, it is undoubtedly a burden to engage in direct combat with humans with such flashy specs.

so.

It means that the situation is just right for her to be put in.

“A monster, a monster…!”

“…”

I’m so used to it that I can’t even think of how to react now.

Seras looked at the other person who said that expressionlessly.

Nearby, there were corpses covered in blood. They were the bodyguards who just now believed that this fat man would protect him even if the sky collapsed.

Among them were knights from the Imperial Guard, who normally couldn’t even dare to stand up to them.

“…Compared to when I was active, it’s a disappointing skill.”

Muttering that, Seras threw aside the ‘tool’ he used to create this scene.

Dining knife and fork.

With just this, everyone here was slaughtered.

Seras Ebatrice. One of only two [Grand Assassins] on the entire continent.

If you reach that level, it’s not difficult to do something like this.

“Smuggling inside the Holy Land, several attempted murders, and drug trafficking.”

Seras wiped the blood from his face and opened his mouth.

“you. That would be enough reason to die.”

“Who, who sent it! I’ll give you twice as much money!”

The answer came back with a sigh of annoyance.

“well. It’s because His Holiness ordered it. No matter how much you pay, you won’t get out of here.”

“Sir, His Holiness? law? that guy! Just to devour the land near the sanctuary I bought, such a hack-“

Before he could continue, the fat man’s voice cut off.

Probably because Seras kicked him in the stomach.

The movement was almost at the level of touching, but the effect was astonishing.

“…!”

The inside is shaken in an instant. He vomits, rolls his eyes out, and blood pours out from all over his body.

It happened because I pressed the points on the vital points precisely.

“Don’t call His Holiness carelessly with that disgusting mouth. You are not someone you can easily call.”

Consoling the man who was struggling in pain, Seras’ frosty voice fell.

“Sorry, sorry…! sorry…!”

The man, unable to finish his speech, fell to the floor screaming.

“Now, wait a minute, but, let me tell you…!”

“I’ll grant you a will. Talk about it.”

“I’ll hand over the land, all the land! I-I’m not even asking for forgiveness! I’ll have a public trial!”

It was clear that he was at least a man with the skills to buy land near the sanctuary coveted by the emperor.

Even at a moment like this, you know how to quickly figure out what the other person wants and give up what you want to give up.

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Going through a public trial means taking everything the Seonghwangguk wants to confiscate besides those lands. Mathematically speaking, that would be more profitable than just killing them.

It was to the extent that Seras, upon hearing that, slightly twisted his head and stroked his chin.

“…hmm.”

She sneered, then moved closer to the man who was on the floor gasping for breath and stood in front of him.

“That’s true. Even for a criminal like you who has committed a mortal sin, it’s better to hold your breath and take it all.”

At Seras’ insensitive words, the man’s expression stained with pain was briefly hopeful.

Maybe, because his sincere appeal really worked.

“but.”

Seras smiled broadly and accepted the words.

Although the eyes were not smiling at all.

“It’s not something I know, is it?”

Fittingly, he was about to say enough sentences to paint the man’s face again in despair.

“Because I just want to kill you.”

“Why why…!”

“You insulted His Holiness, sir. That’s enough reason to die.”

The man who was about to say that was lightly cut in the throat with a creak.

It was a phenomenon caused by Seras standing still and lightly cutting the blade horizontally.

“…”

Seras looked down at the blood splattered on the suit he was wearing.

The fine brow furrowed vigorously. It’s the outfit that His Holiness complimented as it suited him well. I got dirty in this mission.

“Even His Holiness wouldn’t mind that much.”

“…Vizsla?”

Seras, who was showing off his displeasure, suddenly felt a presence and turned around.

Vizsla. The head of the ‘Exorcists’, an organization under the Oath of the Crescent Moon.

Probably, it’s normal to take on the role of monitoring ‘that man’ at the academy right now. What do you mean here?

“…”

next.

As soon as he thought about it, Seras’ complexion grew even more frowning.

Dowd Campbell.

Among those who harmed the emperor, he was the only one she hadn’t killed yet.

Although it was because His Holiness said to leave it alone as it still has ‘use value’.

“This is a special mission directly ordered by the emperor.”

Seras, who had always had a displeased expression, had a bright smile on his face as soon as he heard the name.

“Your Holiness gave me instructions directly?”

It was a voice full of excitement, like a girl in love.

“…”

of course.

With such an expression covered in blood, Vizsla, who was still watching, had goosebumps all over her body.

“…yes.”

And, is it just a coincidence?

“Judging by the expression on her face, it seems that she is already thinking of the person involved.”

Vizsla, too, was talking about the man she had just remembered.

Then he took out a magic orb from his bosom.

It was a recording of the emperor sitting at his desk and speaking.

[It’s about time, Seras.]

Vizsla activated the orb, and within it, the emperor spoke out in a calm voice.

At the same time, Seras prostrated himself on the spot.

Even though there is no party in this position, as if you can never not keep the example.

[It’s time to bring ‘Paradise’ to the world. It wasn’t long. So, I have to start working on laying the groundwork.]

“Command anything.”

[The first thing to do is to get rid of any obstruction that might interfere with the plan.]

The voice continued smoothly.

[Especially if you are a person who freely handles demon-related powers, you should put them away quickly. Would you infiltrate Elfante and mortally wound that man? You must not kill them. It’s not the time yet.]

“I will, Your Holiness.”

[A few months of unconsciousness should suffice. One… about three months?]

“Three months. Has confirmed.”

Vizsla looked at Seras with a hard expression on her face.

With her eyes shining brightly, she was responding to the Emperor’s words one by one, as if having a conversation.

It’s such a bizarre scene. It’s as if you can’t just listen to it no matter how much it’s recorded. As if it’s an honor just to hear it.

At this level, it is a loyalty close to fanaticism.

“…”

To be honest, Vizsla didn’t like that man named Beop.

Beyond the dark inside, when I look at it, it even feels like I don’t see the same person as a human being.

However, right now, the head of the organization he belongs to follows that man to this extent, so he can’t reveal it outwardly.

Maybe public opinion within the organization is similar to his thoughts.

“Vizsla.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“Could you arrange a route and time to infiltrate Elfante? If you lived there, you would know.”

“…”

but.

It was clear that Seras did not care even though he knew of such public opinion.

There must be a reason for that.

Within the organization, she has such overwhelming strength that not a single human being dared to oppose her.

The fact that there are only two Grand Assassins on the entire continent has that level of prestige.

“…if it’s an infiltration, it’s possible tomorrow as well. If the information we gathered is correct, the man will be back by then.”

“Then there is no reason to wait. Please prepare your transportation. I will go right now.”

After saying that, Seras was silent for a while before adding his words.

“…I’m looking forward to it.”

“yes?”

“Finally, you can put a knife on that man.”

“…”

Oh, was it like that?

It seems that he is immersed in the ecstasy of finally being able to defeat the enemies of the emperor.

but.

If the Grand Assassin were only sent in to take down one student, everyone would kick their horns.

It’s not even at the level of using a knife to catch a cow to catch a chicken. It would be more correct to say that he is going to hit a tactical weapon to catch a flea.

‘…well.’

Vizsla sighed quietly.

It wasn’t long before he had been looking after Dowd Campbell.

One thing I knew for sure.

‘That guy is a bunch of variables.’

Undoubtedly.

It was self-evident that things would not go as smoothly as the Emperor and Seras thought.

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[But is it that difficult?]

To me who was sitting in the guest room with a serious expression and pondering, Caliban threw out the words.

[It’s not that difficult for you to beat a woman in a month. what is a month Isn’t that something you can do in a week?]

“…”

What do you see people as?

I glared at Caliban with a puzzled expression.

“Don’t talk nonsense. What a week.”

[That’s surprising. If it’s you, sure-]

“One day is enough.”

[…]

Leaving Caliban at a loss for words, he fell into thought again.

Actually, it’s not that strange for Faynole to ask me to ‘f*ck’ her.

The reason why I can seduce him in one day is not because I see through women’s hearts like a guru, but because this was a development that was also in the original work, it’s a possible story.

Because while being friends with Elijah, there was a quirk that asked him to awaken his ‘feelings’.

“…Of course, that’s possible as long as it’s a normal creature.”

the problem is.

The problem is that the reason he asks for such a thing is that he himself is ‘to die’.

In the first place, there was no way that the lion’s resurrection would happen so easily.

The devil is not a creature that gives away everything for free. Structurally, that’s impossible.

If you die and come back to life, it means that you have lost something in return.

[What are you talking about?]

And what Faynol lost.

“I can’t feel anything, you bastard.”

[…what?]

“I lost my senses of touch, smell, sight, pain, hearing… everything. Even emotions.”

living corpse.

There is no sentence that can more accurately describe Fynol.

Although, there is a high probability that it will become a zombie-like state where it can only breathe but cannot do anything. Even though he is in such a state, acting like a living person is just disguising himself as ‘looking like that’ by mana management that touches the master’s realm.

It’s just replacing the five senses through the operation of mana on an incredible level that can be used like breathing.

But, even if that is possible.

It is impossible to replace even ’emotions’ with magic power.

That’s probably why Fatal Charm doesn’t work against him.

“Perhaps he thinks he can break the ban of the devil who revived him if he regains everything he lost while being revived like that.”

He would rather die than continue living in this state.

The five senses can be replaced with one’s own magical power. You can wake up on your own.

But, as far as emotions.

No matter what, I can’t bring it back. That would have been hopeless.

in that respect.

My constitution, which tempts anyone who is related to the ‘devil’, is probably his only hope.

In the original work, I would have approached Elijah, who is often entangled with him, but now, at least when it comes to demon-related interactions, there is me who is far superior.

[…that’s the reason why he asked me to seduce him to die.]

“It is.”

[okay. So, do you have any plans to make her feel for you again?]

“…”

there is.

It’s a little complicated, but there are definitely things that come to mind.

“…there are some people who need to lighten up a bit.”

Homunculus sisters.

Yuria and Lucien.

The first step to awaken Fynol’s feelings is the beginning.

“…”

Probably, I won’t be able to do it the usual way to ease your feelings.

I feel like I should explode at least one hot event.

[Are you crazy?]

“…Why do you naturally understand that I mean something?”

[Then, has there been anything you haven’t done so far?]

I have nothing to say.

Still, considering the sisters’ tendencies, it’s sure to work.

but.

“…as long as a strange and crazy woman doesn’t get involved in the middle of the plan.”

[Somehow, it seems like you’re peeling pumpkin seeds for all the girls around you?]

“…”

I never did.

He said he could only see something in his eyes anyway.

“Still, such a person isn’t common, so it makes sense that I run into them so easily. How likely is that?”

The devil’s vessels, which would normally rush at me, are now rather avoiding me.

Also, unless a new human pops up, the probability of such interference is very low.

Throwing out those words, with a yawn, he looked at the huge academy that could be seen far away from the station.

“…it’s home.”

Looking at Elfante, he blurts out those words.

Strictly speaking, it’s not a real house, but after traveling on a train all day, it really felt like a home over there.

Because spending a day on the train is a lot harder than I thought.

‘…Let’s go in and take a shower and rest.’

Even though there is a lot to do, nothing will be done without rest.

As I looked around with that thought in mind, students poured out from inside the train.

“…wow…”

In an instant, I was swept away unknowingly as I spit out those words at the terrifying crowd reminiscent of the subway on my way to and from work.

No kidding, even if you just stand still, the bodies of the people around you move around on their own.

and.

It was around that time that I felt a sense of ‘living’ in the midst of such a densely packed crowd.

＜ System Message ＞

[ A crisis situation is detected. ]

[Judged at a level that poses a very, great, and absolute threat to life. ]

[ ‘Skill: Desperation’ is applied as an EX grade. ]

I open my eyes wide at such a window that suddenly turns on.

“…?”

what is this?

Is there anything like this to turn on at this timing?

“…!”

I grit my teeth and look around.

Living is still felt. It is definitely targeting me.

I’m not sensitive to feelings like other martial arts masters, so there was no way to know how close I was, but I intuitively knew that I was only a few meters away.

However, due to the density of this crowd, it is impossible to know who it is or what direction it is approaching.

Life is getting closer and closer.

a little bit more. only one inch. just a few steps.

A distance where you can even see what your face looks like if you’re nearby.

At this rate, I will be beaten as it is!

With that thought in mind, I was preparing to kick the floor in order to get out of the seat by force.

＜ System Message ＞

[‘Skill: Desperation’ is unlocked! ]

[ Subject ‘Seras Ebatrice’ sees you and feels a head-shaking shock! ]

[‘Skill: Fatal Charm’ is activated! ]

[ The hostility of the target disappears! ]

[ ‘Likeness’ of target ‘Seras’ is open! ]

“…?”

such a window.

suddenly came to mind

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