Becoming a Hunter in a Dark Fantasy - Chapter 132



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Episode 132: Secret Meeting of the Giants (1)

Somewhere on the fourth continent, in a dark, enclosed space.

From the low floor to the high ceiling, numerous candles were placed in a circle.

Like a cake stacked in several tiers.

-Hwa-reuk!

In a hollow that seemed to be immersed in eternal silence like an old swamp… … suddenly something strange happened.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

From the very top, a red flame rose. From there, the flames drew an ecstatic spiral and reached the very bottom.

Eventually, all the candles in the room were lit.

“Did you arrive on time?”

“It’s been a while, everyone!”

“… … .”

“Hey. Are you guys still the same?”

At one point, there were several shadows within the room.

A total of 4 people.

“Is the attendance of the head of each group or their representative confirmed?”

They are the leaders of the infamous villain group known to the people as the ‘Big Five Villain Organization’, or their representatives.

The five forces of evil that rule the world and are the envy and fear of all villains.

But now, the term ‘Big 5’ villain organizations may no longer be appropriate.

Because the assassination guild Deficio, the last of the five groups, has fallen.

“Thank goodness there are no latecomers. I thought we’d have to wait in silence for another hour or so.”

The first voice that spoke was a numb voice. However, it was distorted into a strange voice, so it was difficult to guess the age or gender just from the voice.

He was wearing a peculiar mask. It was a pitch-black mask with no eyes, nose, or mouth, and no pictures on it. At first glance, it was enough to create an eerie atmosphere.

─The head of the secret society, Desire, ‘Head’.

“Hahahaha! You’re saying the obvious, head!”

Someone spoke to the man in the mask.

Unlike the masked man with a dry voice, he was a man whose voice was full of boldness.

“Haha! There’s no way anyone would be late on such an important day!”

“… … .”

“Hmm? No answer! When people talk to each other, know that there are basic manners, head!”

The man’s voice, as he shouted fiercely, was as clear as that of a boy who had not yet reached puberty. He was tall but had a skinny physique, so at first glance he looked insignificant.

But anyone who meets his eyes will immediately notice his abnormality.

There was a terrible madness in the man’s clear eyes.

─A revolutionary army in ruins that advocates the overthrow of all monarchies in this world.

Captain, Apel Mestein.

“Don’t you get it yet? ‘Head’ is just mocking you, Revolutionary.”

“Huh? You’re teasing me?”

As the revolutionary army captain blinked and asked rather innocently, another man who had spoken to him chuckled.

The scar at the corner of the mouth moves along with it.

─The second-in-command of Familia, the world’s biggest and worst mafia organization.

Primo, Rad Wolf.

“You were the one who was a little late at every regular meeting, my dear revolutionary army captain.”

“What? You really did that, you idiot! You made me look like an idiot!”

“… … .”

The revolutionary leader approaches the masked man and starts making loud noises. It’s as if he’s at a market.

Still, the masked man responds silently. His composure is amazing.

“Huh? Head, you’re still ignoring me even after hearing that? You really… … have no manners at all.”

“… … Who would say that.”

The attitude of the revolutionary army captain seems at first glance to be friendly and nonchalant, but… … .

‘A man who, despite his bratty appearance, is driven only by self-interest. He must have some plan, so he’d take such an attitude.’

Sneak.

Primo glanced briefly at the two men, pretending to take out a pack of cigarettes.

The revolutionary army captain’s secret actions are captured by his body vision, which is far better than that of an ordinary human.

‘That’s… … ?’

The man sighs inwardly as he soon realizes what he has secretly attached to the masked man.

They say it’s better to be careless than short-sighted. That’s exactly the case.

‘You are like a wild calf, unable to tell the difference between heaven and earth.’

I don’t even know what kind of monster is hidden under that mask.

“That’s why he’s such a hot-blooded kid.”

Knock, knock.

The man took a match out of his pocket and lit the matchstick he held between his fingers.

Her dark gray hair, which had been brushed back with pomade, was dyed red by the light from her cigarette.

“Phew… … .”

Inhale deeply and exhale the smoke. The smell that fills the cavity is fragrant, unlike regular cigarettes.

The revolutionary army captain’s gaze towards Primo is askew, as if he took the remark he just made as a challenge.

“Huh. You look down on me as a child, and yet you write such gentle things? And you can still call yourself the number two in Familia?”

“You’re very interested in me, Captain.”

“Then, then. Of course not. Our Primo is a talented person whom we would like to recruit at any time.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. I had no intention of doing that.”

“What? The Familia boss is scary~ It’s famous, right? The boss’s family obsession.”

The revolutionary leader approached with a friendly smile and touched the lotus flower that was billowing smoke.

“Our revolutionary army doesn’t really enjoy smoking cigarettes or cigars, but it’s a different story in the world of the mafia. It’s a kind of socializing and culture. This is going to be a big problem, Primo. If you only smoke mild things like this kind of tobacco… … .”

“… … .”

“I’m afraid I’ll be looked down upon by my subordinates. Don’t you think so, Primo?”

The clear-eyed revolutionaries were making a fuss.

Then, the second-in-command of Familia, Primo, responds without a trace of movement, his calm blue eyes not avoiding gaze.

It’s as if they’re telling me to give it a try.

“Put out your cigarettes, Primo. You shouldn’t smoke indoors or in public places where people are present.”

“Oh, what a rude thing. I don’t know if you guys are human.”

Primo, who had been speaking eloquently, elegantly organized the ashtray by tapping it with his finger.

“I also thought it was a disaster. It brought destruction.”

“… … .”

“The places you sweep through are always ruins. Nothing remains, neither the beautiful civilization nor the people.”

“… … What do you want to say, Primo? When talking to people, don’t beat around the bush and get to the point.”

The revolutionary army leader said, his expression terrifyingly blank.

“That’s courtesy and common sense for others! Don’t they teach their children such basic common sense in Familia?”

“common sense.”

Primo, with a twisted expression, lifts one corner of his mouth quietly. It is an obvious sneer.

“It’s ridiculous that you talk about common sense. You who indiscriminately commit terrorism against all monarchies… … Is that what the ‘Revolutionary Army of Ruins’ says?”

“Terrorism?”

The revolutionary army that was one step ahead was showing an ominous momentum. The flow of magical power surrounding him was surging ferociously.

The once clear and shining eyes had turned dark and dead.

“I can’t just let that stigma go.”

The biggest criterion for distinguishing between various types of magic power is their attributes. This is because the properties contained within the magic power usually differ depending on the attributes.

However, sometimes, regardless of the attributes, the atmosphere of the magic power changed greatly depending on the user’s personality.

Even the calm water attribute magic could turn into a violent wave, and even the blazing fire attribute magic could turn into ashes that had been completely burned.

Whioooo-

The magical power of the revolutionary army leader before my eyes is truly a storm in itself.

“We, the revolutionary army of ruins! Nothing that our comrades do will be judged as mere terrorism!”

The words of the king of the jungle roared with great power.

“It’s a struggle!”

As if to show his ideals and determination.

But Primo laughed loudly. This was because there was already a negative example.

“Ha! You must have known all those guys who advocated for such a cause and ended up in ruins. I didn’t know that the dream of the revolutionary army was Depicio! You must have been jealous, right?”

“… … Are you done talking?”

A bad atmosphere flows between the two, and the atmosphere gradually becomes heated.

A moment of imminent destruction… … !!

“Wow, it’s scary~”

A doll that had been happily watching from upstairs, legs wiggling, suddenly fell between the two people.

Stand in the middle and extend both arms to prevent the two people from getting closer.

“Fighting again, again. Why are you guys like that? On a day as ominous as today. Is this the time for us to be like this?”

“Evila Heart… … .”

“And I like this one quite a bit. It’s so nice, right? A DIY cigarette that you can put together yourself.”

A husky female voice, mediating the tense atmosphere, smiles.

“Because it’s romantic!”

A large pirate hat sat proudly atop his wine-colored hair, which was as wavy as seaweed.

Sun-tanned, copper-colored skin. Hands with blistered, cracked hands from long-term use.

Looking at this, you could tell that she was a sailor who lived by the sea and enjoyed the sea breeze.

─Ruler of the seas, captain of the Romantic Pirates.

Privateer Captain, Evela Hart.

“Primo. I know you’re mad, but stop. He didn’t do anything right, but neither did you.”

“… … .”

“How long are you going to keep bickering? I’m also busy. Whether you guys fight or not, you can figure that out later. Let’s just quickly settle the agenda.”

“… … Ah, okay. Excuse me.”

Primo took a deep breath and pushed up his glasses, which had been slightly downturned. He glanced at the revolutionary army captain and gave him a final warning.

“The line. It would be best not to cross it. Captain of the Revolutionary Army, Apel Mestein.”

The low, hushed voice is like a beast growling under the moonlight.

A man who exudes an intellectual air by wearing glasses and a three-piece suit suddenly turns into a crouching beast.

“How dare you… … talk about my father in front of my family?”

The revolutionary army captain, Apel Mestein, suddenly felt goosebumps.

Of course, I wasn’t afraid of Primo.

Apel Mestein, he too, as the head of a group, prides himself on being comparable to Primo’s inaction. However… … .

‘A man of Primo’s caliber is truly… … loyal?’

Rumor has it that the relationship between the Familia boss and his top executives is at an all-time low.

The executives are frustrated because they can’t unilaterally kill the boss.

‘Was it a lie?’

At least the Familia boss was holding his eldest son’s leash properly.

“If you want to be swept away as an organization before your revolutionary army’s ridiculous cause is even accomplished… … Do it again.”

“… … .”

“Let me show you the power of our Familia.”

Behind Primo’s square glasses, his low-set, blue eyes glow with a cool light.

The revolutionary army that would easily be destroyed comes to mind when you hear those words that seem to be definitive.

Even if the revolutionary army of the ruins is operated as a sectarian organization, it is difficult to deal with an organization like Familia that boasts a super large scale in both the sun and the shade.

“Because we are somewhat filial children. We can’t stand hearing our father gossip.”

“… … .”

“answer.”

The revolutionary army captain, who had been swallowing his breath, barely managed to open his mouth.

“… …Keep that in mind.”

As the situation seemed to have settled down, Evilla Hart lightened the mood with a cheerful whistle.

“Moreover, it seems that the Familia boss is busy, isn’t it? Even for an urgent matter like this, his eldest son is coming in his place.”

“Father is busy every day. Don’t treat him like some idle piece of trash like you.”

“Wow~ Your words are too harsh. Calling me trash. It’s sad to hear you say trash.”

Captain, Evela Hart smiled wryly.

“Anyway, okay. Let’s discuss this situation.”

“I agree.”

Four people approached the round table in the center and sat down. On top of the table was a small table and a gavel.

“There are three matters to discuss. The destruction of Depicio, the creation of Spero, and… … the movements of the Emperor’s special hunters.”

The masked man spoke with a heavy head and lifted the gavel.

“The 11th Villain Alliance emergency meeting will now begin.”

Land, land, land.

The secret meeting of the world-devouring giants has begun.