Episode 2 of the Overly Competent Villain

Archmage

“Mr Osman?”

[Because it’s Master Osman.]

The voice that flashed in my mind was definitely Osman’s.

“boss?”

The skinny and big stared at me, but I gestured to restrain them and whispered to myself.

‘Can you explain?’

[Regression failed ambiguously. It must be because my body was destroyed by them in the end.]

Before the magic was activated, Cromwell and the musketeers intervened and the return magic was distorted.

The proof is that it is a 10-year regression, not the 20-year originally planned.

‘Then you…’

[As my body collapsed, I managed to bring only my soul into the magic circle. I was lucky. But since he didn’t have a body… it seems he stuck to you and shared the coordinates.]

I’m not sure, but unlike me, Osman seems to have failed even a half-regression.

‘I don’t know what to do with your body.’

[Don’t call it the body. Don’t I look like a fake?]

Osman came out of me and took the shape of my face in the shape of a strange cloud.

‘It’s scary. Put that away.’

[Oh~ Is there anything scary about Jacques Pietro, the great villain of the world?]

Osman making a mean face. He explained how he woke up.

[It seems that you finally woke up thanks to absorbing the magical power of the magic book you held. Hey… How did something become less magical than a magic book?]

‘Because magic is rat poison.’

I took the magic book and pointed the gun at it. Osman was still busy talking to me.

[No… Something is different. It’s not that I don’t have magic, but rather–]

‘Now is not the time for that.’

There was no time to explain to Osman. Because the Heini brothers were aiming their guns at each point.

“Let’s start with the baseline.”

What Luisa took out of her arms was a remote detonator.

The moment I clicked and started the device, Kwak-kwak-kwak! and a loud explosion rang out. The traps I had set up all over the place just in case were triggered.

“Sweep it out.”

Following Louisa’s instructions, two men with submachine guns rushed out the door and opened fire.

– oops!

-Keah!

The assailants who were distracted by the explosion were swept away by them. I shouted at Luisa.

“I’ll start the engine. Get out.”

I got into a vehicle parked in a warehouse. If I had just left, it would have been a beehive, but it will be much easier now that I have overcome the momentum once.

Because this isn’t the only safe house prepared for this job.

[What, something? No, as soon as I open my eyes, this is something!]

“It happens all the time.”

Ignore the confused Osman and start the car. The F-segment luxury car with a sleek design made a thrilling engine sound.

“Ride!”

At my words, the three people who had been scattering bullets a moment ago quickly boarded the vehicle, stepped on the accelerator, and started running like wild beasts.

It is not comparable to modern sports cars, but it is a special product that has enhanced transmission and engine with the latest magic engineering. The vehicle, which broke through the entrance of the warehouse and escaped, rushed straight to the road.

“Don’t stick your face out the window!”

“Oh, old! Sister!”

The skinny guy who was about to open the window and hold out a gun came inside. It’s a smart choice.

[I’m crazy. What the hell is going on?]

‘I’ll explain later, Mr. Osman. Getting out now is the priority.’

I also have a lot to hear from Osman. It’s something that needs to be done once it’s done.

“Pietro! In front!”

At that time, Luisa exclaimed urgently. A man standing tall on the road we were running on.

“That one?”

The man was unarmed. No, to be exact, he was wearing a sword on his waist.

In these days when magic engineering is making remarkable progress, it seems like a passenger that can’t keep up with the development of the black age. but······.

– Sseuppuk…!

This is the era of ‘sword’ and ‘magic’.

In this era when sword masters openly play a part in military power, holding a sword meant being a sword user.

– Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

The wreckage of a car cut in half rolls on the floor with one knife. We rolled on the road with our bodies left in the vehicle that was cut to pieces.

“Keuk…!”

[Pietro!]

Osman’s urgent cry. Louisa shouted while I couldn’t come to my senses.

“Roy, Garrick!”

When Louisa’s name was called, the two stood up and aimed their guns at each other. But the man is already in their midst.

“The response is good.”

ponytailed man. Having cut the car in half with a single cut, he swung his sword once again.

– Papapak!

A swordsman with a speed that even he could not admit. The three react, but at the same time bounce off like baseballs.

“It’s big…! Sister! This can’t be!”

“Imperial sword?”

Luisa’s expression distorted when she saw the sword the man was holding.

A sword held by a man… A demonic sword, a product of magic engineering. It is also a demonic sword for knights of imperial standard specifications.

Manufactured from the best magical power conductor alloy, this black steel boasts an overwhelming cutting power that slices like paper.

Of course, it is a military product made with the best magic engineering technology in the Empire, and it is a tactical asset that cannot be obtained in general.

“To avoid this too. You’re not an ordinary mercenary.”

The man admired the high knee squad that blocked his attack. However, that is the level of admiring a human looking at a dog doing tricks.

It’s the kind of surprise you see a dog carrying a bucket on his owner’s errand and getting things from the market.

“Take care of it.”

man’s orders. There were those who ran towards the three people at the same time. raider’s minions. Likewise, swordsmen holding demonic swords attack the Heini brothers.

Therefore, there is only me and one knight-level swordsman in the seat.

“It’s quite a step ahead of us. As expected, Jacques Pietro.”

“Do you know me?”

“I’ve seen the Wanted Book of the Empire. Isn’t it the number one most wanted criminal alongside Mad King Cromwell?”

“That… you don’t intend to let go.”

“I thought the boss entrusted me with a troublesome job, but I never thought I would have such a side income.”

The man drew his sword. In an instant, I pulled out my revolver—

– Sasak!

Beyond the speed I can admit, the blade cuts through my body.

“Compared to notoriety, there’s nothing special——!?”

-Clap!

A gun pointed at his chest. The man hurriedly backed away, but the trigger had already been pulled.

– Taang!

Blood spurts out upon firing. It’s the blood that spurted from him.

“Keuugh…! What is it?”

The man was astonished when I, a normal person, was fine with my sword. To the point where I couldn’t care less about the hole in my shoulder.

“I was nervous because I was holding an imperial sword, but you were a simple sword user. Did you fail the knight training center?”

“You bastard…!”

Even in the Empire, in order to belong to the official knights called knights, you have to be at least a sword expert.

The state of ‘Magic Strengthening’, which protects and strengthens the whole body with magical power. That’s the minimum requirement for an article.

The level of simply strengthening the body with magic does not count as a real knight.

Of course, at that level, the leader of the gang will be able to do it.

“I will kill you!”

A man who is angry as if he stimulated his inferiority complex. But he soon noticed something odd about me.

“You say you’re fine even after being cut by my sword? Could it be that you… were you a wizard?”

“······You’re quick-witted, yes.”

As he smiles as if agreeing with the man’s guess, his vigilance rises.

It is natural. Even at the level of a sword user, he was cut by a sword attack that was no different from a superhuman. It will stimulate various imaginations in that it remains intact even after being cut by it. the problem is······.

[Heo Eok! Huh! I just used half of my mana with it. I can’t stop you twice!]

That I can’t be a wizard.

Osman, who was a great mage, had only used defensive magic with the mana absorbed from the magic book.

‘Can’t I use offensive magic?’

[You have no choice but to use it! Fortunately, the magic of the magic book was transplanted into you as you just absorbed the magical power from the magic book. Like a kind of Grimoire, learning is forcibly implanted into the brain and magical action——]

‘The description is short and simple.’

[That means you can use magic if you put your mind to it! Feel the magic in your body. With the feeling that it is drawn in from the Danjeon and radiated to the outside.]

Osman taught me magic with attributes. As he explained, take a deep breath and capture the energy inside.

It really feels like something is boiling inside your body.

“Chit, I have no intention of giving time to the wizard!”

the man runs The basic of the basics when a knight fights a wizard. To do it with a single knife without giving casting time.

Fortunately, right before he charged me, I captured the magic within me and succeeded in expelling it to the outside.

Explosion.

– Pong!

“uh.”

“hmm?”

[huh?]

Rather than an explosion… it felt like gas leaked out when I turned on the gas burner.

“Pu…! Kkeup…!”

The man’s footsteps seemed to be barely holding back the laughter that burst out inadvertently. He twitched his lips, regretting my vigilance.

“I-Have you seen Mojiri like this? Was he only a wizard of this level?”

[crazy······.]

Osman, on the other hand, was stunned as if he couldn’t believe it.

[You can’t use magic even though you’ve learned Grimoire? How can such a trashy talent exist!]

In short, it was like this. you really have no talent

‘Now isn’t the time for that, Mr. Osman.’

[Uh, what a huge crisis situation.]

‘Did you know that now?’

[To think the big business failed because of your worm-like talent!]

While Osman’s harsh verbal abuse continued, he quickly shook his head.

I can’t use magic myself. For Osman, the efficiency of mana management is too low. because it has no body.

A method for defeating a semi-knight-class swordsman. If a simple gunman had such a method——

‘Osman, do as I say from now on.’

One of my old enemies. It was something I learned from being targeted by a bounty hunter who was relentlessly targeting me. Even if it’s impossible for me, it might be possible if there’s Osman Bright, who is called the Great Mage.

From noble mtl dot com

-Clap!

When I pointed the gun at him, the man snorted.

“You’re overconfident that you got lucky with one shot. Do you think the gun will work for a knight-level swordsman?”

“It must be quasi-knight level. That’s a big difference.”

“You bastard…”

The man took a stance as if he had succumbed to my provocation.

“Five more shots. Even if I shoot all of them, I won’t be able to reach them anymore.”

I pulled the trigger at the approaching man.

-bang!

shot bullets. The man’s magic sword swings and cuts the bullet fired from the revolver’s muzzle.

-bang!

The second was the same. three steps forward.

-Tattang!

“One shot left, idiot.”

“Right.”

Pull the trigger for one last shot. The bullet that escaped the muzzle is again this time to the man’s sword—

– Quaang!

A bullet exploded right in front of the man’s nose. Tyranny overtook him with a deafening explosion.

“······!”

The man who was overtaken by tyranny was a mess. With huge burns on his face and chest, he looked up at me as he approached me with a trembling gaze.

“Uh, how about… crab?”

“This is the problem with the swordsman. Gao always dominates the body.”

He tried to reload his revolver, but the overheated muzzle was melting terribly. You’re lucky that it didn’t explode?

“Tsk.”

I grab a spare gun and aim it between the guy’s forehead. The man tried to raise the hand holding the sword, but the reaction was noticeably slower than before.

– Taang!

The sound of the gunpowder rang loudly.

* * * *

What I instructed the Archmage was the old enemy’s way.

Engrave a magic formula on a bullet and activate it. Archmage Osman put my idea straight into practice.

[This is the first time I’ve heard of this. How did a writer as incompetent as you come up with such a groundbreaking idea?]

After talking about illegal tenants.

“There must be a lot of people who tried to kill me. This is the method used by the most troublesome one.”

As a magician, an affair among affairs. There was a man close to incompetence as a magician who was not acknowledged by old intellectuals.

A unique magic formula learned while rolling in the mud without even learning proper magic. The destiny he was born with responded to his will to kill, and magic was embodied.

[But it’s terribly inefficient. I used up all my remaining magic power with just one shot. The durability of the gun itself, let alone the problem of magical power conductivity, cannot withstand the method of magic bullets.]

“Really? That guy was shooting a lot with his gatling.”

[Probably… there will be unique abilities and appropriately improved magic formulas. But if it’s this way… I think there’s one solution.]

When asked what it was, Archmage Osman Bright answered calmly.

[Relic. An ancient relic from the past that I acquired and inherited ‘ancient magic’. You have to get it.]

In other words, you have to head to the hidden snow mountain. Osman said.

[Before that, I need to get out of here. Hurry up and run away—-]

“You don’t have to.”

At that time, I saw gunmen running away. The raiders who attacked us. The death of a semi-knight-level executive was also shocking, but for that reason, there were corpses scattered around.

“I’m sorry, Pietro. I’ve been a nuisance.”

Wiping her blood-soaked fist, Louisa approached. She hurriedly picked up the hat that had come off during the battle and put it on her head.

“Ugh~ It’s been a while since I’ve become bloody rice cakes.”

“Uh… I want to wash, older sister.”

Like skinny Roy and hulking Garrick. They half destroyed the raiders. They came to me and bowed their heads as if they had no face.

“I’m sorry, boss… These bastards, the equipment is better than I thought…”

“It’s late. You have no face.”

Even though I wiped them all out, I, the employer, had to kill the enemy executive myself. This is their clear failure.

“It’s done well. But I need to do one more job to make up for it.”

Is it Relic?

The next destination has been set.