I Became a Mafia in the Academy

Chapter 207

The atmosphere of club competitions, where a flashy or overwhelming display of skill is met with gasps and admiration.

But

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For some reason, there was nothing but silence today.

-Hang in there! Hang in there! Hang in there!

-How do we stop that thing!

Quang!!

-It's broken on the left! Block it!

-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The echoing sound of Aura exploding and the screams of the Knights', and in the middle of it all, a grinning Eugene pulls the trigger.

With one hand, he shatters a shield, and with the other, he spins his shotgun and pulls the trigger.

Eugene is slaughtering the Knights.

It's a shocking sight.

-Waggle-waggle-waggle.

There was a group of people eating popcorn, looking very relaxed, as if they were watching a movie.

"Wow. Boss is really enjoying himself."

"Yeah, he seems more excited than usual."

"Eugene is strong. I want more popcorn."

"Ugh. Here."

The members of Familia' stare at the monitor as if they've already seen this coming.

"Wow. Isn't that a shotgun blast to the head? That guy is dead."

"No, he's not dead since theyre in a field. If it was off the field, he would bereally dead."

-That's enough! We're done! -Gee

Quang!!!

-It's been less than 10 minutes. I think it's a good idea to quit.

Eugene swept up his hair, which was disheveled from all the moving around, and looked at the back of the fleeing knights.

-That was fun for a change.

And then there was a group of people who looked on in horror at the sight.

"Secretary."

"Yes. President."

"Didn't you say that the power of the Knight would be enough to deal with him?"

"Yes. Of the power available to us right now, the Knights' were the strongest."

"But why? Doesn't that look like a hunt, not a duel?"

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Ray asked, dumbfounded by the horrific scene that was now unfolding before his eyes, but the secretary remained silent.

He didn't let his guard down and had calculated every move to ensure that their opponent would fall into their trap.

Even yesterday, everything was going according to plan but even the president and secretary didn't see it coming.

"Over there, playing with the Knights right now is a first-year academy student."

They hadn't expected Eugene Han's strength to be so great.

Of course, everyone in the academy knew that Eugene Han was the head of the first years, and he had proven his strength in the past in club battles, all-out wars, and the terrorist attacks.

But that was only the strength of a "first-year academy student.

"I didn't expect his level to be this high either, sorry!"

Although Ray felt anger at the sight before him, he chose to sigh instead of getting angry.

After all, this was all due to his own inability to grasp Eugene's level.

Here, he chose to let it go rather than get angry at the secretary and lower his reputation.

In the midst of the student council, there was only one person looking at the monitor with a slightly raised eyebrow in anticipation.

Are you angry, junior?

Julie Rodman, one of the few people in the Academy who knew Eugene's identity.

He's the one who stood up to Gary Francis, there's no way he's going to be stopped by a bunch of kids.

Yuri, who was watching the Knights keep fighting even now, immediately wiped the smile off his face when he felt Ray's gaze on her.

There are only four knights left.

"You should probably go inside, Mr. President. It's getting hot."

He didn't need to see the end to know the outcome, so there was no reason for Julie to watch any further.

But

"Not yet. Just a little longer."

For some reason, Ray Pendragon wanted to see it through to the end.

* * *

I always think about it, but my abilities are specialized in many-on-one and melee combat.

"Back, back, back! Run back and regroup!"

The meadow under the moonlight is already filled with fear.

Looking at the members of the Knight lying on the ground and their leader running off into the distance, I exhale to cool my rising heat.

Squirm-

"Ah."

With that, I pull my pistol from its holster and point it at the back of the head of the guy who was playing dead and pull the trigger.

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

He stops moving completely on the third shot.

I look around and see most of the Knight sprawled out on the ground.

"That must be the last of them."

There were a total of four people left.

A captain, a lieutenant, and two junior officers, judging by their outfits.

I slide my pistol back into its holster and walk slowly toward them.

"Well, at least they look like the presidents men, so they're ready to go."

I could tell by the constant rattling of their armor how much they were trembling inside, how much fear they exuded.

Should I finish this quickly?

Since they are seniors, I should finish it quickly so they can go home.

I slowly approached, holding the shotgun in both hands, and suddenly someone jumped out from the other side.

"Aaaahhhhhhhhh!!!"

It was a mage from the back row wearing light armor.

For some reason, despite the fact that his face is contorted with fear, he starts to run frantically towards me.

A mage running towards an opponent?

I thought to myself.

Kii-ii-ing!

The mage's body begins to glow.

Self-destruction'.

It was the last method they chose.

"You bastards!"

I raise my shotgun and pull the trigger on the wizard as he flashes and glows at the same time.

Kaaaaaahhh!!!

The explosion is unlike anything I've ever seen before, and the aftermath of the blast is starting to hit me.

I quickly raise my arms to shield my face from the blast.

A self-destructive attack in front of everyone, including the instructors?

A "self-destructive attack" at the Academy is effectively a threat to disband the club.

The Academy was supposed to be a place for heroes, not hero bombs.

Surely the Knights would be held accountable for this.

As the aftermath of the explosion subsided, I began to see a new human form emerge from the sandy smoke.

This time, it seemed intent on clinging to me and exploding.

They're not Cultivators.

I quickly holstered my shotgun in the cube, pulled out Tommy, and began firing indiscriminately into the smoke.

"Fire!"

As the smoke cleared, the scene was one of utter desperation.

This was because the lieutenant and rear guard were behind the guy who was blocking all my attacks with his armor full of holes and dents.

"Arrrrrrghhhh!"

Even though he was swollen from the intensive fire, he still looked like a deputy chief' and was approaching me step by step.

Behind him, I can see two other figures whose bodies are gradually glowing.

"You're done too! Eugene Han!"

The one who has finally stopped walking, apparently within the blast's killing range, spreads his arms wide and shouts.

"Die in front of everyone, you fool!"

And the two men's bodies glow brightly.

The sacrifice of throwing themselves into victory.

"Assholes."

I spin my glove, which is engraved with the image of an otherworldly warehouse, and a small warehouse appears in front of me.

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"Suck it."

I walked into the warehouse and closed the door behind me, and the warehouse shook slightly with a rumblingvibration.

Hmmdone?

When I opened the warehouse door again and stepped out, the thick sandy smoke was gone and the original pure white field greeted me.

Apparently, the duel was over and the field was back to normal.

And as if to announce it the speaker's woofers began to vibrate furiously at my arrival.

-The match is over! The Knights, one of the pillars of the Bronze Clubs, have been wiped out by a single student, Eugene Han! All of the Knights' materials and manpower will be absorbed by the Board Game Club! It will be handed over to the Familia' who participated as mercenaries!

Oh, right. This was an all-out war.

The gates opened on both sides as I stepped towards the exit of the field and the sound of people cheering was heard at the same time.

As the last event of the first semester of the academy, I wondered if it wasn't quite a spectacular event.

"Well done, boss. Good work."

I walk over to where the kids are, and they greet me with smiling faces.

"Young-jae, I didn't see the student council, are they all gone?"

I fought as hard as I could to make them sad, but when I came out, there was no sign of them.

"Well, when boss went into the Otherworldly Warehouse, the president just got up and left."

So he saw all there is to see.

"Young-jae, we're going to move the stuff from the all-out war and the restraints to theBoard Game Club. The head of the club is complaining about the lack of new members."

"Okay. I'll get a specific property inventory from the president over there."

I'm happy to say that I got some new stuff because of their efforts.

Maybe I should thank the student council for this.

"Then let's disperse as soon as we get back. It's been a while since we've been on the move, and I'm tired."

"Huh, boss, no beating around the bush? Didn't we just smash the student council's stupid ass from the front?"

"Oh. That."

After all, it was the student council that set this up.

Now that their plans for us had failed, it was time for the backlash.

But

"I'll take care of that."

A backlash might be a little unfair, right?

Maybe a typhoon.

* * *

~That night at the Corleone mansion~

After using Clown Makeup to change the shape of my face into one so that no one would recognize me, I began to check if I had packed the right equipment.

"I got the rope. Smoke bombs Got it. RingAh. Looks like I got everything."

After checking my cube, I walked straight to the garage and hopped on my new bike.

A magic stone engine motorcycle painted in black, its entire body not even reflecting light.

Woof

Due to the nature of the magic stone engine, the sound was also very quiet.

I took the bike to a neighborhood in Seocho-gu, Seoul, which is also known as the neighborhood where most famous heroes live.

After hiding the bike completely in a park I look at the mansion in the distance.

The mansion that was larger and more ornate than the others. The front door was emblazoned with the yellow stag coat of arms symbolizing the student council secretarys family.

"HeeheeIt's been a while since I've done this. Maybe I'll feel better."

Apparently, I had arrived at my destination based on memory.

Before getting to work I stood on top of the tallest building in the neighborhood to get a better look inside, I clasped my hands together, staring up at the moon high in the night sky.

"God. Please allow me to be a righteous thief again tonight."

As if to answer my prayer, the pure white moon is obscured by clouds and darkness descends.

Tonight.

Under the moonlight, justice has come.