Chapter Twenty-Two #7
“There are a couple of guys Seth designed who, in hindsight, are his self-inserts. Total bros who I would trust with my life no matter what, and I’m confident that shitty content creator won’t have any interest in getting the help of men.
One of them won’t be available for a while, but the first one is already available.
I just have to go say hi.” I couldn’t help but to smile.
“And I’m pretty sure having the leader of a network of spies and thieves for a friend will be great for gathering intel and spreading misinformation. ”
“… you continue to surprise me.”
“I’ll do my best to keep it up. And if anyone else has any suggestions about this, I’ll be happy to listen to them.”
“Going by everyone’s expressions, I would say you have already concocted a rather thorough plan.”
“All I’ve got is a basic foundation right now.
But if I know that asshole at all, then I’m pretty sure he’s going to rely on brute force, overwhelming numbers, and overpowered classes and items to try and win.
He’s going to be a serious danger since he’ll be like a five-year-old who was given a fully automatic rifle with the safety off, so that’s why we’re going to crush him by introducing him to specialized overkill.
A five-year-old with a rifle is still nothing when you drop a hydrogen bomb on him from a hypersonic bomber. ”
“I don’t know what those words mean, but I will assume they are great weapons from your world.”
“Something like that.”
Rosie then said, “You’re… getting really into this.”
“I’d be lying if I said I haven’t always hated this guy, and now he’s given me even more reason to hate him. Not only that, but even if I don’t support Seth’s behavior… he’s the reason all of this exists, so I owe it to him to back him up. Assuming that Frolin’s theory is even close to accurate.”
“Speaking of my theories,” Frolin said, “there is one thing I am worried about. If this man really did become a Hero, then… he is going to make waves across the civilized world. I would not be surprised if every leader and person of power knows his name by the end of the week.”
“And so you’re worried that even if I defeat him, I’ll basically be painting a target on my forehead, right? Everyone will think I’m a villain deserving death for killing the ‘Hero.’”
“Right…”
“That’s what I plan on having my soon-to-be bro help with.
I have no doubt that this asshole is going to gain as much support as he can as quickly as he can while taking advantage of just how—no offense—trusting people in this world are.
Not to mention that—no offense—women tend to throw themselves at any man who gives them attention.
Going after him before everyone is convinced he deserves it will be a huge issue.
That’s why I’m going to destroy his reputation while boosting my own.
The Hero will become the villain, and the Vampire will become the hero.
” I let out a sad sigh. “Too bad I plan on dealing with him before I’m a high enough level to get a second class.
Choosing the most evil-sounding class just to take out the Hero with sounds like it’d be fun.
” Then again, I probably wouldn’t actually take it over Priest like planned.
“You’ve got eccentric tastes, son.”
Rosie glared at her dad. “You’re the last person allowed to call anyone else eccentric.”
“Alright!” I shouted, standing up and stretching.
“Let’s not waste any time. The sooner this is dealt with, the sooner I can go back to taking my time having fun with this world.
I can’t enjoy myself grinding dungeons and flirting when I know there’s an asshole out there waiting for a chance to kill me.
Jeanne, find out as much as you can, but consider locating his base of operations your main objective right now.
Rosie, I want you to go get your friends.
Frolin, Ailsa—it would be a huge help if you could put together a training program for us that involves sparring and exercise.
Lupa, you’re with me to go become friends with a shadow organization. ”
Everyone understood their assignments and got to work as soon as I was done speaking.
Jeanne was already heading out for the day, Ailsa and Frolin were brainstorming a training regime, Rosie was…
pulling out her phone to text her friends, and Lupa was at my side with eyes full of excitement and a wagging tail over getting to meet a group of thieves.
Honestly, there was a part of me that was scared, but… that part of me was scared by how I felt nothing over knowing I was going to have to kill another human.
That was something a good person would struggle with even if it was justified or out of self-defense.
But I didn’t feel that way at all.
I just didn’t care about his life.
He wanted to kill me and take away what I had, so I had no problem killing him.
… if anything, I was looking forward to it.
Maybe because he always reminded me of my bullies as a kid. Or maybe because he was always an unlikable asshole who shit talked the world I loved so much, only ever caring about the girls’ looks.
I didn’t like the idea of being someone who didn’t care about taking another person’s life, but I hated the idea of someone like him getting his fingers all over the world that so deeply mattered to me.
And if I got to help my inner child by finally getting revenge against a bully, then that was all the better.
All the anxiety I felt from before became replaced with excitement.
I didn’t know if that was a good thing or not.