Faith Life of a Former Scammer

040. Let’s get fat!

Leone left the Mage Tower and moved straight to Killika.

The first place I headed to after arriving in Killika was the ‘artist’s’ bookstore.

The inside of the bookstore has changed quite a bit in a few days. All the books that were scattered everywhere were arranged.

“Oh my god, is the saint here?”

The artist greeted Leone with a lot of colors.

Judging by the atmosphere, it seemed like they had heard about Flint.

“Did you hear the story?”

“I heard.”

The artist’s eyes sparkled brightly.

“Documents change the world!”

Through forgery, people or circumstances are changed, and history is altered as a result.

The dreamed goal and ideal.

The artist confirmed that.

“I have seen the world that the Holy Son is trying to change.”

“I didn’t expect you to react like this, did you?”

“This is what determines my future, can I afford it? I did my own research.”

“What do you think? Are you satisfied with the results I made?”

He gave a serious answer to Leon’s question.

“It’s easy to kill monsters, but hard to make them human again. The Holy Son has gone through that difficult path.”

The artist was mistaken in a very good direction, but good was good.

“The goal is to make the world a better place in this way. I wanted to show you this.”

Rion said with an expression of ‘everything goes according to plan’.

The artist looked at Leone with a face full of emotion.

That was enough.

Leon said the real purpose of coming here.

“How is the team doing?”

“I have good friends, but the ones I work with need more time.”

It was expected that it would take time. In the first place, there was no need for idiots.

“I do not care. I’ll leave it entirely up to you to select the team. I don’t care how long it takes.”

“As expected, the saint seems to know art well.”

I have experienced it before returning, so I have no choice but to know it well.

Art requires two things.

“Take this.”

Leon pulled out a large pouch from his bag.

“no way… … .”

The artist checked the pouch Leon had given him.

“Time and gold. Aren’t they essential for art?”

“Stand up, saint!”

‘If only I had a little more time and budget!’

It was a habit of the artist before the regression.

There was no need for ‘perfect documentation’ back then.

‘Because I had power. Even if it was less perfect, it was beneficial to save time and gold.’

Tina had the power to make forged documents ‘real’. There was no need to invest gold and time.

“Find a good team and prepare for work. If we move in earnest, we will be busy.”

“How much time do you have to prepare?”

“You can prepare slowly because you have time.”

The corner of the artist’s mouth twitched when he said he had room.

“We will repay you with the best quality!”

“I’ll take care of you.”

* * *

“Saint. I will see you from here.”

“Oh, Rect?”

When I came out, the guide had changed.

Rect, not the masked man, was waiting for Rion.

“Did the conversation inside go well?”

At the words of the subtly asked, Leon realized what had happened.

“Are you the one who gave the information to the artist?”

“… … You know right away.”

It was Rect who gave the information to the artist.

‘How come the reaction was so good.’

A professional swindler must have made up his mind and sold drugs to an artist, but this level of reaction was natural.

“You didn’t cheat on your family, did you?”

At Leon’s words, Rect immediately nodded.

This was a ‘taboo’ among scammers.

“What! no. What kind of crazy person would do that to a family member?”

I didn’t cheat.

“Exaggeration?”

Rect’s expression hardened and he began to panic.

“Joe, a little? It’s really tiny! I only gave the facts!”

The effect is maximized depending on how the truth is conveyed.

Still, this was fine.

“I don’t know anything else, but don’t mess with family members. We have to be able to trust each other.”

For those living in the back alleys, the last thing they could rely on was their ‘family’.

Rect was overcome with a strange feeling.

As a saint, he speaks like a man who has been walking down the back alley for decades.

‘Family members aren’t like that.’

However, for him who lives in the back alley, these words warmed his heart. I realized why he is called ‘saint’.

“I will keep that in mind.”

Leon, who used to look scared, now seemed a little warmer.

“What… … Well done.”

“Yes?”

Rect was surprised to ask, but Leone didn’t answer.

“Okay, take this one.”

Leon handed him a heavy pouch.

“That’s the 20 percent you said.”

Rect seemed to be laughing at his brusque appearance.

“I’ll be glad to see you!”

“My mouth is tearing because I received so much gold, it’s tearing.”

“haha. you’re right! Isn’t this the meaning of life for players?”

what’s not right Leon spoke bluntly.

“I’m excited alone, I’m excited. I’m going to go into the main unit. You?”

“I think I should go and take care of the family members I worked with.”

“The main group is right nearby, so go see it.”

Leon waved his hand roughly as if to go.

“If you have work, call me again! I will work like a dog!”

“If there is an emergency call, I know I am.”

“Yep!”

Rect went back humming.

“Should I call that friendly or hateful?”

Leone shook his head and moved to the main unit.

* * *

Grandmother’s room in the headquarters.

Leon sat in the room and waited for the grandmother.

After waiting for a while, the door burst open and an old woman came in.

“Leon. Did you wait a long time?”

The sweat on my head and the panting breath.

It seemed that she had come this far.

“I’m in no hurry, so I ran something.”

“Rion came and I was excited and ran.”

Her eyes were full of affection as if she were looking at her lovely grandson.

“Are you okay now?”

“yes. It’s all thanks to Leon. I feel really alive.”

“That’s fortunate. But have you already started working?”

“sure. The blade of the dawn is too rusty. I intend to be a sharpening stone for my children.”

I said it with a fresh smile, but that was a scary word.

‘It must have been real hell. Compared to Grandma, I’m an angel.’

Leon’s training method was learned from his grandmother.

‘Come to think of it, there is a person who can be called a teacher to me… … It’s only the grandmother.’

Grandma was Leon’s teacher and mentor. Leon learned a lot from her.

‘Not only the training method, but also how to operate the blade of dawn.’

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Most of the activities in the dark were by applying the method of operating the blade of dawn.

‘It was the most regrettable thing that I couldn’t learn anymore.’

Leone’s learning stopped midway as she collapsed from the curse.

However, Rion could become a ‘dark curtain’ with just that.

“I want to borrow your wisdom.”

“I’ll lend you anything you want.”

If she is like that, she might have the right answer.

“First of all, please understand if my story is strange. I am assuming.”

“it’s okay. Try it.”

She comforted Leon as if he was fine.

“Let’s assume that there are two dark forces that rule the back of the world.”

“Two?”

She already tilted her head at the assumption of two black people.

“If there is darkness behind darkness, what happened?”

“It’s darkness behind darkness… … .”

Without much explanation, she understood the question Leon was trying to ask.

The old woman, lost in thought for a moment, answered.

“First of all, I need to correct the premise of the story.”

“The premise?”

“yes. If this is the case, then there are not two darkness.”

“… … .”

There are not two black bars. In other words, the darkness meant only one.

“The real darkness is not revealing your identity until the end, and the fake darkness is what you put in front of you. We can share this.”

“… … Is it fake?”

fake darkness.

I was more angry than shocked.

Leon tried to hide his expression.

“Yes. However, when comparing forces, the fake ones are much bigger.”

“The power is bigger, but is it a fake?”

This was something I didn’t understand.

“That’s the point.”

Leon could not even answer, and waited for the grandmother’s words.

“The real will give power to the fake. To grow in size and intoxicate with power. It makes you fat.”

“Then, isn’t the real loss?”

She shook her head.

“no. The one that Leon asked was a black man, not a force like the swordsmen.”

“ah!”

I understood what she meant.

“Looks like you’ve realized it. The fake that has gained power will move in a different way than the first time. It uses force.”

She was right.

It was only for a moment that Leon used his power of persuasion in the dark.

After that, they used threats, trickery, and force.

‘Even as an artist, yes.’

The request for complete documentation was short-lived. Since he had power, being precise was not a problem.

“I can’t call it black anymore because my identity has been exposed and my size has grown because I used my power.”

Leon was not black.

“It’s just a huge force in the dark side. Wouldn’t it be more like the godfather of the underworld?”

He was just the godfather of the underworld.

As the anger surged beyond the limit, Leon’s head went cold.

“Really?”

The important thing was this real darkness.

“The real side will have no power. Even if it does, it will move in very small numbers. What I want to achieve is to use fakes. furthermore.”

Leon expected her next words.

“The real power is insignificant, but it has the biggest weapon.”

“No one knows them.”

“That is correct. I have an interesting setup. I can use this as an educational material for children.”

It was a story that would interest even her.

Leon threw the last.

“How does the real thing move?”

“It’s simple. I’ll deal with the plump fake, and I’ll put a puppet on it.”

“Seat the puppet, and still remain in the dark?”

“Yes. If fakes had the ability, they would have captured most of the forces, so they could take everything in one shot.”

After finishing the story, she looked at Leon.

“no way… … Are you planning something like this? If you wish, I will adjust the direction of the blade to point this way.”

The direction the blade was pointing was not that way.

“no. Did you hear about Flint?”

“I heard.”

“I found traces of someone intervening there. When I handed the book to Flint, he mistook me for someone else.”

“no way… … Are you saying someone else intervened?”

That guess was right.

Leon nodded.

“There is someone behind us. We are the fake darkness in the story now.”

Her smiley expression hardened, and the eyes of a real grandmother appeared.

Eyes that are not cold enough.

“Hoo. behind us?”

“Yes. If the book had been incinerated right away, it would never have been found.”

“How about digging into it?”

“Then, won’t our strengths be diminished?”

The reason Leon didn’t move right away was simple.

We didn’t want to expose the fact that we knew it in the real dark.

“It’s good. They don’t know that we know.”

“I don’t care if you know.”

“Right. It’s good to know that someone is behind you.”

It was as she said.

“Can you guess what to do?”

“I have my own thoughts, but I want to hear what Leon thinks first.”

plan? prepared, of course.

“Grandma. Don’t you want to look plump and fat?”

“You mean you want to eat what the real thing pushes you?”

Leon nodded.

“This is true. I can’t get fat.”

“Grandma is pretty even when she gains weight.”

“Oh. Shall we steam it then?”

The faces of the master and disciple were the same smiles as before returning.

It was truly a villainous smile.