I Became the Patron of Villains

78. The Pirate King of Raxas (5)

The last island of the Seven Isles and the only one not yet conquered by Radan, the territory of the pirate group ‘Sea Wolves,’ the sixth island.

In the middle of that island, in a huge wooden fortress,

“…So, it seems we’ve been attacked?”

A man was frowning.

A man with a long vertical scar on his face and a prosthetic right arm embedded with jewels.

He was none other than Tertogan, the chief of the Sea Wolf Pirates, known as the Destroyer for having ravaged one of the territories of the Rakshasa.

“Yes, that- judging by the complete lack of communication, we can only assume-“

The male sailor in front, looking uneasy.

Tertogan immediately frowned and opened his mouth.

“Then, who was the one who attacked?”

“…It seems to be that b*stard Radan.”

“Tsk-“

How long had it been since Tertogan fell silent at the sailor’s report?

“Hey.”

“Yes…?”

“You, come here.”

“Come here, what do you mean…?”

“Come closer.”

The sailor, with a nervous expression, hesitated but eventually began to walk slowly towards Tertogan, who was beckoning with his prosthetic hand.

The next moment.

Thud-!

The head of the sailor, who had been looking anxious just moments before, exploded.

The office, which had been in chaos, was now a bloody mess.

With a thud, the headless body of the sailor collapsed to the floor.

“Damn it-!”

Bang! Crack! Crunch!

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As if that wasn’t enough, Tertogan grabbed the corpse by the collar and began to punch it repeatedly.

The entire head, except for the lower jaw, was crushed.

A hole was punched where the heart used to be.

The right arm fell off like a toy.

Bang-!!

As if that wasn’t enough, he then slammed the lifeless body into the ground and stomped on it.

After panting heavily several times, he sat down, leaving the corpse with its back grotesquely bent on the floor.

Then, the tightly closed door of the office opened, and a man entered.

“Boss.”

“Take this corpse away.”

At Tertogan’s words, the man who nodded briefly turned his gaze and tilted his head, and the sailors began to drag the strangely shattered corpse away.

“……How much longer do we have?”

“According to that man’s words, we need at least another fifteen hundred bodies from now.”

“Tsk, we’ve already offered over twenty thousand. And we still need that many more?”

“Yes.”

“No, that’s too late. That b*stard Radan will push in soon……!”

As Tertogan frowned and muttered, the man who entered the room, the deputy boss Zelenka, hesitated for a moment before speaking.

“Boss, won’t it be okay anyway? Since we have those guys, we can win if we fight at sea, right?”

At Zelenka’s words, Tertogan stood up and headed to the window outside the office.

The wooden fortress came into view.

Just a moment ago, the corpse that had died due to Tertogan’s outburst-

Crunch-Crunch! Crunch-!

-was being eaten by a grotesque monster.

From a distance, their overall appearance was not much different from humans.

However, their skin was covered in green scales, unlike humans.

Their faces resembled those of sea creatures.

Most notably, their pupils were completely black, devoid of any emotion.

It suggested that they were fundamentally different beings from humans, not just in appearance but in essence.

“……”

With dark red blood smeared around their mouths, hundreds of fishmen clung to the corpse like piranhas, devouring it.

Watching this, Tertogan thought.

‘Indeed, they are strong.’

He was fully aware of the strength of the fishmen.

On land, it might be different, but if the battle area was limited to the sea, he was confident that the fishmen alone could easily block the massive army of Radan.

But the problem was Radan himself.

The great pirate who unified the six archipelagos and the owner of the ‘White Moon’ was the problem.

‘That guy is a monster.’

Tertogan frowned unconsciously as he recalled that time.

When he had only conquered a single archipelago.

The moment when the pirates of the six archipelagos banded together to kill him and then fought a war to divide the one archipelago among themselves.

– The horrifying memory of tearing apart blessed captains with his bare hands while moving freely underwater, and sinking dozens of ships alone.

‘Still, it’s not enough.’

Thus, Terthogan instinctively realized that even this battle would not be enough with just the mermen.

At the same time, a voice brushed through his mind.

The method to kill Radan, which had suddenly come to him, who was just waiting for the day he would die at Radan’s hands-

‘Don’t you want to gain power?’

– The words of the man who said he would give him the power to become the ruler of the world, surpassing even Radan.

‘Offer human flesh to the mermen, offer and offer again, and if you gather souls and gain trust, you will become a god.’

With those words, Terthogan picked up the object the man had handed over.

Looking at the object, which had teeth protruding in all directions and emitted a faint turquoise light.

Soon, he watched as the green light of the souls flowed directly into the object as soon as the mermen devoured all the corpses.

“……”

After a moment of silence, he spoke to Zelinka.

“How many at least did you say?”

“At least fifteen hundred.”

Zelinka answered.

To that.

‘Don’t you want to gain power?’

Once again recalling the words of the man in the black holy robe, Terthogan muttered.

“……There might be a way.”

With that murmur, he silently stared at the fortress for a while.

“A way, I mean.”

Before he knew it, a thin madness had settled in Terthogan’s eyes as he looked outside.

A green light, madness.

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The Arbiter Alexion is a person Alon would rather not meet unless it was for a relic.

First, because the Arbiter Alexion’s personality is extremely nasty and raises a murderous intent.

Second, because it is very difficult to meet him as he is playing the role of a patron, funding the underground groups in the slums of Raxas.

In other words, Alon had braced himself to come here, knowing that the person he was about to meet was not only difficult to encounter but also incredibly stressful to deal with.

He had prepared himself, but…

Clang-! Roll-

“I- I- I’m sorry…!!!”

The ring and small sword handed over for identification.

Alon watched with a peculiar expression as Alexion, trembling, hurriedly picked up the ‘Blind Man’s Contract Token’ he had dropped.

His appearance was exactly like the illustration from the game, but his actions were completely different.

Of course, Alon knew well why his behavior had changed so drastically.

‘…What did he do?’

Alon glanced at Radan.

He was watching peacefully with an innocent smile on his lips.

Alexion, trembling and struggling, began to appraise the relics Alon had handed over.

‘He said he brought him here politely without doing anything.’

Seeing Alexion’s reaction, it was clear that wasn’t the case, so Alon continued to wear a peculiar expression for a while.

“It- It’s done…!”

“…Already?”

Alon was surprised that Alexion had finished appraising the relics in less than ten minutes.

He knew it usually took at least two hours.

“Y- Yes…!”

Alexion, bowing his head repeatedly at Alon’s words, soon handed him the two relics.

‘…It’s true?’

Receiving the relics, Alon realized that the appraisal was indeed complete, just as Alexion had said.

The relics, which had been a dark gray when he handed them over, had transformed into a clear color.

The ring given by Heinkel had changed from gray to red.

Alon, confirming the clear color of the dark relic obtained from the colony’s treasury, spoke.

“That was fast.”

“You didn’t do it roughly, did you?”

“N- No! Absolutely not!”

Alexion, startled by Radan’s words, replied.

Seeing his pitiful figure, trembling even in his hands, Alon spoke.

“……Indeed, the emotions have ended.”

“Is that so, brother?”

“Yes, let him go.”

A single word from Alon.

In response, Radan nodded.

“Hey, take him away.”

He too, uttered just a single word.

As if they had been waiting, the pirates came in and began to take Alexion away.

“Thank you! Thank you so much! Thank you for sparing me!!!”

Alexion, overjoyed at the prospect of finally being able to leave, spoke with a deeply moved expression, tears welling up in his eyes.

It was a reaction as if he had returned alive from hell.

“Brother, is it really all over?”

“……Yes, thanks to this, there’s no need to go to Raxas.”

“That’s a relief, brother.”

Ha ha, Alon laughed and asked Radan, who was sitting opposite him.

“But, did you really bring him here politely?”

“Of course. I brought him here very politely. It’s probably just because of my notorious reputation.”

‘Indeed, his notoriety is high, so it could just be because of his fame… is… it?’

After pondering Radan’s words for a moment, he decided to accept it alone and asked his next question out of curiosity.

“But, how did you find Alexion in just one day? He must have been hiding tightly, so it would have been difficult to find him without submerging the entire underworld.”

“Ah- those guys?”

“Yes. You met them, I see.”

“Well, I did meet them. But I didn’t have a conversation with them…”

“……? How did you find him without having a conversation?”

“……”

“……You really brought him here politely, right?”

“Alexion ‘was’ brought here politely, brother.”

After a moment of silence at Alon’s question, Radan answered with a sly smile.

Realizing instinctively how Radan had brought Alexion, he thought.

‘……The five great sins… it’s really not done yet, right?’

I resolved to personally provide additional care for Radan.

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Around the time Alon was thinking that while looking at Radan in the archipelago.

In the southern mansion of Maon, a territory belonging to the small duchy of Drua, which borders the south with Caliban.

That place was the headquarters of the organization ‘Pigule,’ which, in collusion with the small duchy, used Drua as a base to expand its power through drugs made from human flesh and prostitution.

Just until a little while ago.

“Sa, save- please save me……!”

Darte, the boss of Pigule, who had processed thousands of humans into drugs without shedding a single tear.

His eyes were overflowing with fear and tears.

“I, I only did what I was told- please spare me-!!”

He struggled desperately to survive.

But.

Crack-!

In the next moment, his entire body was bizarrely twisted by a purple thread, and he met his death, spewing blood.

The one who silently watched the corpse lying on the floor then looked out the window, which offered a full view of the mansion.

There, corpses were strewn about.

Corpses split in half.

Corpses embedded in the mansion walls.

Corpses that died without even closing their fear-filled eyes.

Corpses, corpses, corpses.

And more corpses.

However, the man who was watching the scene without any emotional disturbance, no- Deus, spoke.

“Did you find out?”

In the empty room, he soon opened his mouth.

Soon after, a man appeared from behind.

“Hidan.”

At Deus’s murmur, Hidan slightly bowed his head.

“As initially reported, this does not seem to be the headquarters of the command.”

“And the higher-ups?”

“Yuna is gathering information, but it seems they were trying not to be discovered from the beginning, so the command structure is very complex, and it is taking time to find out.”

“……Is that so.”

“However, we were able to identify the nobles who orchestrated this.”

“Who are they?”

“They are the nobles of Arteria.”

How long had Deus been silent after hearing those words?

“Hidan, thanks to you, it’s always convenient to obtain information.”

“No, it’s for the Great Moon. Yuna would think the same……. All of us in the ‘Blue Moon’ would.”

“Is that so.”

Deus continued.

“What are the names of the nobles?”

“It seems there are about two more, including Count Bartez and Count Briel.”

“…….”

“What do you plan to do? ……In my opinion, just killing the two main instigators would serve as an example and prevent such things from happening again.”

“Kill them all.”

Without a moment’s hesitation.

“I am not so gentle as to let those who tried to harm the Great Moon live.”

With eyes gleaming.

“So, I will kill them all. Every single one of them, without exception.”

He muttered in a chilling voice.

““Everything is for the Great Moon.””

With those words, the two who announced the downfall of Pigule disappeared from the scene.

Another organization was buried in history.