Episode 2 of the Overly Competent Villain - Episode 2 of the Overly Competent Villain chapter 2

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“Hey, what is the boss doing?”

“······I do not know.”

A luxury hotel in the city. Even with empty words, the two men who give off a strange atmosphere to be seen as ‘regular people’ start a story.

“You suddenly changed your plans. Have you heard anything?”

The answer to the skinny man’s words is still the same.

“I do not know.”

“Morundua~ You only know that word every day, right?”

He pouted and frowned at his sarcastic tone, but it didn’t matter.

“Well, who knows what the man is thinking. He doesn’t tell us important things.”

Their employer is a notorious criminal, and he is a person on a different level from themselves, who are mercenaries.

Many people admire him just for his notoriety, but even those who worked with him do not know him well.

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The sound of heavy boots climbing the wooden stairs.

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As footsteps with a mechanical sense of rhythm approached, the skinny and big man hurriedly bowed.

“Did you come, sister!”

The long-haired woman with ultramarine blue light makes us guess that she is an extraordinary beauty even though she is covering half of her face with a mask.

She is the leader of a notorious mercenary group in the northern part of the Empire. This is Luisa from Highney Squad.

“What about Pietro?”

The two of them lowered their heads at the cold and cool voice and pointed beyond the hotel.

“open it.”

“Um, older sister. The boss never asked me to come in——”

Louisa opened the room door without waiting for an answer.

“Pietro.”

A handsome man with a smirk rests his chin in a neatly organized office.

“I thought knocking was a universal manner.”

The ultramarine blue hair gives off a sense of youth, but the turquoise eyes look old-fashioned like an old wise man.

‘Has the atmosphere changed?’

He was originally a smirking person, but the atmosphere was strangely different from when he met a few days ago.

“What are we going to do?”

At the words of a cool shot, the men secretly closed the door. In order to stop the hotel staff from rushing into the fuss.

“To be late for the operation date. It’s a contract violation.”

“Call it flexibility. Isn’t it my charm to actively deal with the situation on the field?”

Pietro. Louisa rarely frowned at the impudence of her employer, a man.

“The penalty will have to be doubled.”

“Let’s triple the pay.”

“·······.”

Louisa stared at the man in front of her with a narrowed gaze.

Jacques Pietro.

This notorious criminal is as big a spender as his notoriety.

Although he was trustworthy as a contract subject, he was worried because this kind of unexpected behavior was the first time she had experienced it.

“What are you thinking? You must have put a lot of effort into today’s operation.”

“I’ve been dreaming for a while.”

“dream?”

Luisa frowned at Pietro’s words. Surely you didn’t mean to say that you overslept?

The Jacques Pietro Luisa knows is a criminal who lives a thoroughly disciplined life.

A discipline built on loyalty, fairness, and trust. He’s a rare type in the world of criminals, but that’s why he has a unique place in this world.

Since it’s a long-standing business relationship with him, he tends to listen to a fair amount of force, but…

“So. After all, is the operation suspended today? You are the employer, so you make the decision.”

“Luisa. What am I even saying?”

But the next moment, the words she heard from Zach made her doubt her ears.

“What was the operation to be carried out today?”

sh*t. Was it really late

Louisa never thought that the plan she had prepared with a lot of money and labor would be stopped for such a stupid reason.

“The Rhodessa Museum! They hired us to steal today’s cargo!”

The younger sisters flinched at the voice of the older sister, who rarely raised her voice.

“Ah~ Lombardi. Then I was… thirty-two years old.”

Jacques talks to himself incomprehensible.

His serenity was unknown to Louisa. Even though he must have put in a lot of work for this job.

‘He really is an unknown man.’

He never showed his true feelings and was never embarrassed by anything.

To be cynical is to laugh a lot, to be optimistic is thorough.

No, even that evaluation of thoroughness might have to be revised today.

“If we start even now, we can hit it close by. We should be entering Lombardy City on Highway 13 by now.

“That lorry is a decoy.”

“what?”

At Zach’s words, Louisa narrowed her brows.

“The lorry on Route 13 is a fake to hide the real one. The real one is supposed to come on Route 6.”

“How do you do that?”

“I can know all of them. So let’s go quickly. Let’s see where the timing is… It’s perfect. I was lucky.”

Luisa looked at Jacques with a quizzical look at his watch.

* * * *

“·······.”

Check today’s date.

The year indicated by the calendar is January 11, 336.

Therefore, ‘my age now’ is thirty-two.

“Did Osman miscalculate?”

Originally, it was planned to return to 20 years ago. But, a half-regression.

When I first reincarnated in this world, it was strange to spend my infancy with consciousness.

It was pretty uncomfortable.

Consciousness remains the same, but spend months as an infant.

It wasn’t because I was reincarnated that I took my first steps than others, it was because of this cramped feeling.

On the other hand, to explain the feeling of going against time this time…

“It’s dizzy.”

Skip time.

Planting memories of the future in me of the past.

The experience was far from pleasant.

It’s like having a bunch of knowledge crammed into your head at once.

“Keuk…”

Roughly four hours had passed since the regression. Thirty-two-year-old Jacques Pietro. 336 years by the imperial calendar.

In other words, there were 10 years left until 346 AD, when the imperial calendar ceased.

‘It’s difficult.’

yes, it’s difficult I ended up returning at a subtly late timing.

At this point, I’m not very comfortable with movement.

It is a kind of transition period before I complete my own empire.

At this point, although I am the tycoon of the underworld, there were many shortcomings to be called its ruler.

It has sabotaged numerous industry competitors and politicians, and has risen to a position that no one can touch.

If I return to that point, I will surely be able to change the future with great power and power.

‘But then it’s too late. That’s why I did it for 20 years.’

If I had been a young outlaw, I could have prepared a lot in advance.

Osman the Archmage and Jacques Pietro the Great Villain of the Century. I had calculated that these two would be able to do anything with 20 years of time, but…

‘I don’t know if Osman has returned properly.’

At the last moment, Daeju attacked towards Osman. Judging from the fact that the magic was activated, the regression magic itself seems to have succeeded…

I got up and turned on the coffee pot. Boiled water by something magical engineering is poured into the beans.

A nice scent rose and the filtered black water dripped down the filter.

After having a leisurely tea time, I stood in front of the mirror to go out.

An expensive suit from a luxury brand.

The staff, which is a gentleman’s measure, is engraved with gold, and the bowler hat is a handmade product made of leather.

“·······.”

My taste 10 years ago was not very different from the future.

Even in the world of criminals, expensive clothes, vehicles, and jewels are proof of identity.

I always preferred neat suits and hats. Because the villain named Jacques Pietro pursued his own dignity and aesthetics.

‘Come to think of it… What was my original name?’

The handsome man in the mirror is now smiling as if it were natural for him to get used to it.

The vague and beautiful past that lost its name on Earth and left only vague memories.

It certainly wasn’t a memory that was all that beautiful, but compared to this world, she was a fairy.

A world that made me lose myself.

But it’s been too long, and now this place has become my world…

i have to scream

Bigger than anyone else.

* * * *

About 10 years ago, well, at this point when I returned, I was building infrastructure by wandering all over the continent.

Well, after all, it was just to make money.

Anyway, at this point, the job I was entrusted with was a request to steal a magic book.

However, I remember that this request failed due to incorrect information and was taken away by another group.

Deceiving your eyes with a truck equipped with all kinds of armed escorts, and actually using an ordinary private contractor’s cargo truck to enter the city.

At the time, I thought so and passed on it, but there were many strange things about this request.

“Whoa~”

Anyway, the stolen truck was safely moved to a safe house on the outskirts of the city. All that remains is to dismantle the safe in the truck.

“Back off, Pietro. We’ll explode soon.”

Dynamite is always a good conversation piece.

At Louisa’s command, he stepped back, and soon the dynamite exploded and the vault door opened.

“Let’s see~”

Something I had missed before came into my hands. It’s like a 10 million Gulik thing.

The thing in the safe was a book.

An old book with a thick and heavy leather finish, from a time when books were rare. And enshrined in such a strict sealing device is not just an old book.

“Madoseo. That’s quite old.”

This world is an era where swords and magic coexist.

“Is the client a wizard?”

I shrugged my shoulders at Louisa’s words, neither affirming nor denying.

“You’re a wizard, but you weren’t aiming for the power of the magic book itself.”

Magic books are antiques that were once considered mystical, compiled and compiled by wizards with magical powers planted one by one.

“In an era like these days, when magic engineering and magic swords are infested with things, these old magic books have no magical value.”

In the old days, fireballs could be great siege magic, but nowadays, just one magic cannon is better.

“then?”

“There is nothing but the historical value of magic. Do you know what irony is?”

“???”

“Its historical value far exceeds the practical value of the past. This book, yes, is an old book from the kingdom of Goetia, 500 years ago during the Thirteenth Empire.

“Oh”

In terms of Hanwha, it is about 10 billion won. Luisa whistles at the specific price and admires it.

If it was a high-tech product for using magic in the past, it is an old and outdated technology these days.

“This is really good for the client.”

Ten million guliks are coveted, but there’s credit here, too.

That was the moment when he reached out to collect the magic book.

“sister.”

“······okay.”

Louisa responds to the skinny man’s words. enemy

Around a rented warehouse to house stolen trucks on the outskirts of town. You can feel the movement of the intruder.

“Sister…! Enemies! More than thirty people!”

The hunk hurriedly came down and reported to us.

“Who are they?”

“It must be a competitor.”

Originally, the group of people who would have stolen the magic book on Route 6. I came here cautiously, but it seems that my tail was stepped on due to a sudden change in plans.

“The opponent moves too fast to escape by the escape route.

With Louisa’s wise advice, I quickly took care of the magic book. The skinny and hulking carried a submachine gun.

“Prepare for engagement.”

The moment I was preparing to shoot with my favorite revolver–

“Pietro. The magician…”

I lowered my gaze to Luisa’s gaze and voice. And from the magic book I held in my arms… some strange energy was flowing out.

As if I was being absorbed.

‘what?’

I tried to put the magic book right away, but it wouldn’t fall.

As if the book was holding me… no, as if something was holding the book instead of me.

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-······!

For a moment, I felt like something was sucking me in.

The wind blew through my palms and sucked them in, and I even felt a chill.

‘When will this fall!’

Something that doesn’t let go as if it’s not enough even after sucking something out of the magic book. I had to let go of the magic book that showed an empty response as if it were empty.

“Luisa…!”

To my words, she responded quickly. Her military boots swung like lightning and kicked the magic book, and only then did the magic book fall from my hand.

“Oh, it’s a book worth 10 million Guliks.”

“It’s a no-brainer to stick to me.”

With a cynical answer, her alertness goes to the book of magic. They seemed to guess that the strange phenomenon just now was caused by the magic book.

I thought so too, but I couldn’t shake the strange feeling of incongruity.

Rather than being a magic book, it felt like it was pulled from my side…

[Whoa…! I guess I can barely live now.]

A voice that resonates in my mind.

The strangely familiar voice was that of a man who had stayed up all night with me just a few hours ago.

[Pietro, you just learned explosive magic. It’s thanks to me.]

“Mr Osman?”

[Because it’s Master Osman.]

Osman Bright.

I heard the Archmage’s voice.