I Become a Mafia in the Academy

Chapter 94

Bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!

Every time a piece of rock hits the bastard's body, a tremendous explosion sound echoes and dust rises.

"Kehat! Kehat hahahaha! I'll make holes all over your body!"

The young brat who dared to mock, ignore, and try to hinder the alliance's plans.

And by some twist of fate, the bastard was also the disciple of Gwak Chunshik, who had confined him to Niflheim.

"Even the great Gwak Chunshik had to concentrate his aura to barely withstand this attack. Do you think a brat like you can handle such an attack?!"

As the bastard's shadow, which was faintly visible, began to be engulfed by the dust, making it impossible to identify him anymore. I stopped swinging the pickaxe and looked into the dust.

The figure of the bastard visible through the gradually thinning dust.

Judging by his posture, which looked the same as when he was first hit, it seemed he had died instantly in that state.

"Now that I've taken care of the nuisance, I can finally help the upper floors..."

"...This is a bit off."

"Huh?"

I hear the voice of a kid that shouldn't be coming from behind.

Did dust get into my ears while I was swinging? I dig at my ear with my pinky finger.

"I didn't expect the academy uniform to tear apart..."

Yet, the bastard's voice is still audible.

With a hopeful heart, I carefully observe the dust, and I can confirm that the figure, which had been standing still until now, is walking towards me.

"...You withstood my scatter swing?"

My attack that even Gwak Chunshik could only barely block by dedicating himself to defense?

"Scatter swing? With such a tacky name for a technique, no wonder it's like this."

The bastard, walking forward little by little, emerges from the dust.

"You. That... What exactly is that...?"

The bastard's attire had clearly changed from the academy uniform he was wearing before being hit.

At some point, he had changed into a black suit made as if woven from threads of darkness, and he brushed off his clothes while looking at me.

"...Don't expect a pretty death, worm."

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Scatter swing.

A technique that signals the start of phase 2 when facing a miner in the game.

With a short preparatory movement and a terrain-destroying attribute that overturns the ground, along with a bizarrely high damage, it's a technique that can turn an inattentive player into rags in an instant.

However, one fact I overlooked was that in the game, to reach phase 2, you had to cut the bastard's health by more than half, but... this is reality.

I had forgotten that the bastard could use that technique whenever he got angry.

And as a result...

"Ha, how long have you been at the academy to turn the uniform into this state?"

The uniform I originally wore was torn to pieces, and my body, accumulated with damage from the impact, was constantly aching...

The only fortunate thing was that before climbing to the 10th floor, I had worn [DisPater] underneath the academy uniform in preparation for battle, which absorbed most of the impact.

Old man Gwak Chunshik, being an aura supremacist, would have taken it head-on, but for me, it was a tough attack unless I had some gear to help.

Still, I thought the basic defensive spells engraved on the academy uniform would be enough, but I didn't expect it to be shattered like this...

"...To withstand that. Are you really an academy freshman?"

Did he not expect me to withstand that attack? The bastard looks at me with eyes as wide as they can get and asks.

"Are you asking after seeing the name tag on the uniform you tore? Ha. It's not something to be used against someone like you, but it's become a hassle."

For me, DisPater was nothing more than a combat suit used by Calione's hitman and for execution squad activities.

That's why I tried not to use it at the academy, but... since things have turned out like this, I have no choice but to fight in it.

"No, no. Isn't this rather natural?"

If anything, Calione was also preparing for war against villains, so it was an organization matter. I convinced myself and glared at the bastard with my fists clenched.

Not as Han Yoojin, the academy freshman, but as Yoojin Han Calione, the hitman of Calione.

"Since it's the start of phase 2, you better get ready."

"What?"

"If you just stand there blankly, you'll die."

At the same time, I pull out Tommy from the cube and fire at the bastard.

"A gun...?!"

Seeing the gun in my hand, the bastard makes the ground rise to create a shield.

The stone, not just any ordinary stone but one from the dungeon floor, flaunted its resilience as if mocking Tommy.

"Do you think you can hurt me with such a toy!"

"Of course."

Taking advantage of the moment when the shield he created blocks my view, I thrust my fist into the shield.

"Huh?"

Starting from where my fist touched, cracks spread explosively, revealing the miner hiding behind it.

"Got you."

I pull the trigger again at the bastard, but he ducks his head, deflecting the bullet with his helmet while rushing towards me.

"You can't even pierce my helmet with such a toy!"

Indeed, it was a response worthy of being called a veteran villain.

But.

"How about this?"

"What?"

Daring to close the distance against a martial artist.

I smack the bastard's head with my right hand.

Clang───!!!

"Aaaargh──!!"

The bastard crashes to the ground head-first from a strike no different from a knuckle.

As I lift my foot to stomp on him, he rolls to the side to avoid the blow and swings his pickaxe at me.

"You'll be skewered and die by the pickaxe like this!!"

The pickaxe swings towards my side.

Quickly extending my arm, I catch the pickaxe with my bare hand, blocking the attack, and the bastard starts to snicker.

"Stupid bastard! To actually catch it, do you think you're the first one to try grabbing the pickaxe like that?"

Soon, the head of the pickaxe I'm holding begins to turn purple.

"Melt away and disappear with the curse. You damn bastard!! ...Huh?"

Despite the pickaxe turning purple, the bastard is shocked to see me standing there unharmed.

"How, how?"

"The clothes I'm wearing aren't ordinary either."

The pickaxe the bastard is holding is called [Aoji Coal Mine Pickaxe], an accursed artifact that absorbs the strength of anyone unworthy who touches it carelessly.

But it's not just his pickaxe that's special.

It was the effect of the unicorn horn button, one of the additional effects of [DisPater].

[Unicorn Horn Button: A button made from the horn of a unicorn. It protects the wearer from magic and allows interference with spiritual things. It keeps the clothes always clean.]

"Aaaargh!!"

Perhaps frustrated that his secret move was blocked, he pulls something out of his work clothes pocket and throws it at me.

...This is.

"Dynamite?"

Confirming the dynamite floating in front of me, I lift the bottom of DisPater to cover my head.

Boom!!

A large explosion occurs, pushing my body back.

I didn't take any damage, but in the process, I lost the grip on the bastard's pickaxe.

Waving away the black smoke with my hand, I look at where the bastard originally was, but...

"...He's hiding again."

All that remains where the bastard was standing is a gaping hole.

"Anyway, it's annoying to catch such a weakling──."

Suddenly, my right foot sinks as I step forward, causing my body to tilt.

Looking down, I see the ground I was about to step on has caved in.

Quickly rolling forward to break my fall, I emit aura to the ground to search for the bastard, but.

"...Huh?"

For some reason, unlike before, I can't accurately pinpoint the bastard's location.

The only thing I can feel is magic power from the floor that was just ordinary until a moment ago.

"Could it be, did he bury a mana stone in the ground to hide his location?"

I thought he used his head quite cleverly, unlike him.

No, could it be that he prepared something separately because he got caught once before?

"Uhhahaha! Why don't you try finding him like the last guy did!"

As I hear the bastard's voice from behind, I feel a strong impact on my back.

"Ugh!"

I try kicking backward, but all that's there is an empty hole.

Keeping my guard up, I watch the surrounding holes, waiting for the bastard to come out.

"This one's empty too!"

The bastard, emerging from a newly dug hole, this time strikes my foot.

"Ugh!"

I feel anger welling up inside me as the bastard attacks with just a hand sticking out before disappearing again.

So, this is how he plans to attack in such a petty way. Is that it?

"Anyway, this bastard's pattern is so damn annoying...!"

Enraged by the bastard's way of doing things, reminiscent of a whack-a-mole game, I attack the hole where he disappeared, collapsing it.

It was the most commonly used pattern when catching a miner, suggesting where he might move next. But.

"You fool!"

Then, the bastard suddenly emerges from the wall to attack.

I dodge his attack by a hair's breadth and try to counterattack, but the bastard disappears again.

"Well, if you're going to be that petty, I have no choice but to use the latest strategy."

Saying that, I stand in the center of the 10th floor's cavern.

A cavern riddled with nothing but holes.

Normally, this would increase the number of places to hide, expanding the bastard's options, but...

"Even in the game, your part was always the 'whack-a-mole' standard."

Of course, if you catch the timing and counterattack, you could catch him, but... who would take the harder route when there's an easier one?

When there's such a simple and good method.

I concentrate all the aura that I had gathered in my fist until now into my right leg.

Taking just one step forward.

However, it's not an ordinary step; it's a step infused with aura forcibly compressed, with an unknown recoil force.

"The best defense is an offense. If you keep hiding underground, I'll just turn the entire ground over."

Crack── Crackle────!

Cracks start to spread like a spider web from where I stepped.

I took that step with the intention of destroying the entire floor.

Although its range didn't meet my expectations.

"You, you crazy bastard!"

It seems the range was enough to force the bastard, who was following me underground to attack again, to come up.

"You came out again?"

This time, without missing the chance, I grab the bastard by the collar and lift him up so he can't go back underground.

"Kuhhk! Let go! Let go, I say. You rookie!"

The bastard, hanging in the air, flails about.

"I'm a miner! A villain called the ruler of the underground! I'm not someone to be caught by the likes of you!"

Perhaps because he had a lot of pride in his villain name, he prepares to counterattack with the pickaxe in his hand while struggling.

"Then go back to the ground."

To prevent the bastard from doing anything else, I slam him into the ground and then stomp down hard on his abdomen.

"Kahk!"

It seems the hit was effective; the miner trembles and breathes heavily.

Even so, he glares at me with sharp eyes.

"Ugh... How dare you! You think you can catch this miner? Ugh."

Come to think of it, that's what kind of miner he was.

A bastard who had immense pride in himself. Watching him flail his arms in defiance, an amusing thought came to mind.

What if I could crush that pride?

"Let me tell you something interesting. You think you're some great guy who fought on equal terms with Elder Gwak Chunshik, but... you better wake up from that dream."

"What does that mean...!"

The bastard glares at me as if to ask what I'm talking about.

"There's no way Elder Gwak Chunshik would remember someone like you, who gets caught by a freshman like me."

"You... bastard...!"

At those words, it seems he finally lost his sanity; the bastard gets up with trembling body, using the pickaxe as a cane.

"I... I'll kill you...!"

Holding the pickaxe in his hand, without using any abilities or anything else, he just rushes at me in anger.

He was such an easy prey for me.

I easily dodge the bastard swinging his pickaxe and grab his arm.

"I'd love to play more, but I'm busy too."

Then, placing my palm against the inside of his elbow, I use the principle of leverage to break it.

"Look forward to the next chance."

──Crack.