Episode 2 of the Overly Competent Villain - Episode 2 of the Overly Competent Villain chapter 43

Heisenberg

It is said that the West is a lawless land covered in wastelands, but it is not without fertile land.

Representatively, the city of Crales, adjacent to the west coast.

Even in the wild west, it is the largest city in the west with a warm and humid climate and warm winters.

Nevertheless, because it is connected to the lawless zone, it can feel insecure in public security, but surprisingly, it was not greatly conscious.

This is where the Krales Fleet, the largest Imperial naval base in the west, is located.

“Heo-euk…! Heck!”

outlying area. The twisted roads due to unplanned development are broken here and there, and the lights are not working as they should have been replaced.

In the meantime, a woman who can’t be trusted except for her small senses runs with a child in her arms. She is running away from something.

“Mom… Mom, I’m choking…”

“Baby… hold on a little bit, hold on a little bit…”

The sight of a mother running with her child in her arms is a pathetic sight, and anyone who watches it will say it is wonderful.

She was running with the wind. It is trying to escape the forest of this city, fast enough to turn the surrounding buildings into a fleeting background.

‘I didn’t like it. Too late to get something to eat…’

So I got caught. I was happy to get some milk to feed my baby, so I relaxed.

‘If only I could get out to the wasteland somehow…’

can run away you can get away from them A little more from now… at that moment when you can see the end of the city–

– Taang!

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Bullets rushing through the air grazed my ankle.

“oh···!?”

The ground that comes into view at the same time as sliding. At that moment, what the woman did was instinctive motherhood.

– Kwa Kaka Cak!

A woman is thrown into an unmaintained road. An impact proportionate to the running speed hits the fragile body.

“Ugh, ugh…”

“Oh, Mom… it hurts…”

“Baby, baby… are you okay?”

Even in the pain of being crushed, the woman took care of her child first. That’s why I didn’t notice the approaching pursuer.

“This damn b*tch…”

Cold violence strikes her with ferocious rage. The pursuers trampled on the ankles of the helpless woman.

“Ugh…!”

She took the child away from the woman as if she was laughing at her holding the child as if to protect it.

“Oh! Oh, no! Give it back!”

“Shut up!”

“It’s black…!”

“mom!”

A child reaching for a kicked woman. When the child’s hood is removed, animal ears erect like a fox are revealed.

“Oh, no!”

“Keukkeuk, the beasts are all wearing hoods, so you can find them quickly.”

“Ahh······.”

The child’s mother cried out desperately.

“Do, help! Someone! Someone help me!”

“It’s noisy, b*tch. Do you think there’s a human who can help beasts like you?”

What returned was relentless violence. The pursuers were merciless to the woman who was crouching in agony and to the crying child who cried out for her mother.

The boots with iron plates on the floor dye the fugitive’s vision red.

In the end, it was the hand of the same pursuer that dried it, not the ugly woman’s figure or the cry of a child.

“Leave it like that. The marketability is poor.”

“It’s okay to settle for a second-hand van.”

“It’s a more expensive product than a useless kid. If Lord Heisenbecquer even reprimands me, I’ll fall for it.”

“Chit… I got it.”

The red field of vision gradually darkens. The woman looked up at the pursuers in military uniforms and tried to check the child’s safety to the end.

‘Someone… please save my child…’

Contrary to the wishes of the beast woman, the darkness of the city is cold and relentless.

That’s how the city night passes.

* * * *

“I believe you now understand that I am the man called King of the West.”

“······Yes, you did well.”

Despite Elisia’s sarcasm, I shrugged my shoulders and continued.

“But no matter how king you are in the criminal world, if you aim for central power, you will be targeted first. A large organization will collapse if you blow its head.”

Of course, another person will come out to take the place, but apart from that, it is an established fact that the entire organization will be shaken.

“That’s why I put the feudal lords in the form of point organizations. They are organically connected, but if one head is blown off, you can insert a replacement as many times as you like.”

Elysia witnessed it in real time. Watching me appoint a new agent in the process of purging the minions who intervened in the planet’s catastrophe.

It temporarily shakes the Pietro Network throughout the West, but it can quickly recover with time.

It’s because what maintains the network anyway depends on profit and dense transportation routes, not on individuals.

“But I also have a competitor. It is a very strong competitor that I can hardly touch.”

“Is that Lord Heisenberg? He’s an Imperial soldier, isn’t he?”

“Lord Heisenberg is the admiral of the western Kralles Naval Base. He had a high reputation as a high-ranking knight of the Empire when he was young, so many people still call him Lord Heisenberg.”

He operates the Imperial Fleet in the west, and checks the Albion Tribal Alliance across the sea and the Kaplan Kingdom in the north.

One-third of the fleet guarding cities along the west coast of the Empire was concentrated there.

“Thanks to that, the city of Krales is safer than other western cities and has a better economy.”

“Yes, I’ve also heard that the town of Krales, where Lord Heisenberg is stationed, has the highest tax revenue in the west.”

“Then, the question, Ellie. Indeed, what level do you think Heisenberg’s status in Krales is?”

He has several titles.

Guardian of the West Coast cities.

Commander of the Imperial Fleet and veteran High Knight.

“Those titles solidify his position. Above all, he is the appointed commander of the Imperial Fleet. No one has touched Heisenberg in the Lawless Zone.”

That was natural. No matter how lawless the area, would you openly kill an imperial army general for being crazy?

Even if the empire could not manage the vast wilderness of the west and virtually neglected it, the strategic and economic value of the west coast is great.

In short, even if the wasteland from the center to the west is left unattended, except for railroads and sea routes, the main coastal cities in the west are managed.

“In an empire, a high-ranking general is no different from a ruler. Starting with numerous overseas provinces, the generals in the periphery are like the king of the region. The empire is still a country with traces of the feudal system.”

“So what?”

“It’s simple. What do you think a soldier with omnipotent power will do? Training of local troops? Stabilization of public security? There are many more attractive things than that?”

I revealed what was happening in the West to Elysia, who listened to my story and was curious.

“Heisenberg chose human trafficking. It’s very vicious.”

“Yes? Nonsense!”

“Why doesn’t that make sense? He’s got a fleet. A battle fleet to protect transports. And there’s a lot of folks in the West from old times of unknown origin.”

lawless zone. In a place where it is not strange to eat a lead bullet in the back of the head and get buried in the middle of the wilderness, people are a valid resource.

“If that’s true… that’s a grave offense. Our empire abolished slavery a hundred years ago.”

As Elysia contemplated the possibility that the commander of the Imperial Fleet was a human trafficker, she seemed horrified at how difficult it would be to arrest him.

“He’s the commander of the Imperial Fleet. Even an investigation, let alone an arrest, won’t be easy.”

“Then… what should I do?”

“We need to get solid evidence.”

“So how?”

I shrugged my shoulders at Elysia’s question.

“You should cast the bait.”

An irresistible bait.

We landed at the next pier.

* * * *

Morales Cus is a member of a huge network called the Pietro Line.

Like any other boss, he owes Pietro’s favor, using his funding and his network to grow.

The gangster who used to be the boss of the alley in the back alley has now set up an organization called the Kurse Family, so he must have made a big comeback.

However, he was also dissatisfied with the fact that he couldn’t think of a frog tadpole.

‘I can be bigger here!’

An organic network is convenient when used, but on the contrary, it means that it does not play a role beyond that, that is, it cannot grow.

Jacques Pietro’s network is a huge network that benefits everyone, but that’s why even bosses like Morales couldn’t get out of their cogs that make up the organization.

When expanding, families within the same organizational network are already in place, and roles are divided for each organization.

This was a common dissatisfaction of all the family bosses, but it didn’t spread much because he was like a king in his city.

But–

– Bosses of the Pietro Network are being killed one after another.

-I’ve already been hit by more than seven people.

– The strong Pietro family is shaking!

Successive deaths of Pietro family bosses. Morales saw this as both a crisis and an opportunity.

‘Pietro is being attacked by someone.’

It was also a very massive attack. who the hell If I had to pick one, the subject would be extremely narrow in the West.

‘Lord Heisenberg!’

The only tycoon in the West who controls the Dark World. It is a known fact in the Dark World that Heisenberg and his men engage in overt human trafficking using the fleet.

In particular, aren’t the prisoners who fled to the lawless zone to avoid the oppression of the empire are the main hunting targets?

Because of his status as an imperial soldier, even Pietro could not be touched, but on the contrary, Heisenberg could attack Pietro as much as he wanted.

He has a troop of knights, professional hunters who can hunt tough beasts, and the status of commander of the Imperial Fleet.

It’s no wonder that he tries to get rid of his old rival, Jacques Pietro, and become the new king of the Lawless Zone.

Unlike the ‘quick-witted’ loyalist bosses, some replaceable bosses were thinking like Morales when news came in.

“Boss! The Blanck family from the neighborhood next door! I got a call from them!”

“What’s going on?”

“They say they’re going to launch a new hauler. But they say the route is going past us the way it normally is?”

In the Pietro Network, the families in the organizational network are basically supposed to cooperate with each other.

When passing through each organization’s territory in a lawless zone where gangs of bandits and gangs of robbers are rampant, they contact in advance to ask for understanding and get help.

The problem is that the Blankk family is usually in an enmity with Morales’ family. There is no interaction because the routes taken by each other are different.

But suddenly you applied for root use?

‘Something is strange.’

Morales usually didn’t like Doris of the Blanc family.

It was a hostile organization until he joined the Pietro Network in the first place, so the enmity was understandable.

However, Doris Blanck was trusted by Pietro and was in charge of money laundering, one of the most important businesses in the West, and managing some safes, so her weight class grew day by day.

In this situation, it would not be strange for Morales to be dissatisfied.

“Hey, the warlocks that have established themselves in our realm. How are they?”

“Yes? Oh, yes. I recently gave away tickets to the Kelveg Sea Grand Casino. Something didn’t seem right.”

“Ask them if they’re willing to take on a job. You’ll have to pay for it.”

Morales’ men knew that the warlocks had already given Morales a substantial sum, but he didn’t bother mentioning it.

Using the black magicians, they raid the truck of the Blank family passing through the transportation route. And if you look at the contents and find it is not a big deal, you can say that you took responsibility for finding it.

* * * *

“f*ck hair…”

Things got out of hand.

It was good to use the warlocks to raid the Blanck family’s truck. But the problem was then.

“Give this thing… to us.”

“What bullsh*t is that?”

“It’s well worth it. Just give us this stuff. You can keep the rest.”

Morales noticed when the warlocks asked for a piece of jade that was in the truck.

“No, we’ll take care of this. You guys don’t even have black market connections in the West anyway.”

It looks like a pretty rare item, but if you keep it for a year or so, you can make a lot of money.

The problem is that the warlocks attacked the Curse family on the spot to claim the orb.

“These f*ck cubs! Kill everything!”

“The damn warlocks have betrayed you!”

That’s how the battle between the Curse family and the black magicians began.

But in the end, it was the Kurse family who won. There were a lot of semi-knight-level swordsmen and gunmen, so the few black magicians couldn’t overcome them.

“Damn the warlocks! f*ck! f*ck!”

Morales kicked the hive of the warlock’s corpse.

Although he killed all the warlocks, the damage to the Curse family was serious.

Half of his men died, and Morales himself lost an eye due to a curse. He was also a semi-knight-level sword user, but losing an eye was a fatal wound.

Clenching his throbbing eyes, Morales looked at the jade marble in his hand.

A mystical jewel blown by the blue wind. That it was an unusual item was recognized right away from the attitude of the black magicians.

In the end, Morales found out what kind of jewel it was, and soon realized that it was Poongrim jade, a terranite in mythology.

‘f*ck, this is not my size!’

Eventually, Morales found someone else to digest it.

Jacques Pietro? No, it is impossible.

There is no one other than Jacques Pietro who can have Doris transport this level of goods. He’ll reward you for getting his stuff back, but he won’t pay you more than that.

‘That’s why I can’t even find it! We should use this as an opportunity!’

Just in time, he remembered that the officers of the Pietro family were being attacked recently.

A titan who is currently aggressively expanding and trying to swallow Pietro’s stake in the West.

‘Sir Heisenberg.’

have to go to him Offer this jade to him and take the lead in attacking Jacques Pietro. It was the only way to recover the damage and move on to a larger organization.

The moment Morales tried to make contact with Heisenberg, one of the members of the Kurth family who was watching it muttered to the communication port.

“Yes, I checked. The bait is properly bitten. Moving on soon.”

In the West, Jacques Pietro’s eyes and ears are everywhere. So many that even his men don’t know.