Should I Become a Villain?

Kiss of Death's headquarters was on a private island that was neglected by its owner because of the many gates appearing there. However, one member of the organization could overcome the gate's problem. She had the power to teleport anything and sent all the gates to another place.

Also, she was the one who created the teleportation system to the organization's headquarters. She was Elena Trefilova, someone Radmilo had killed in his previous life.

He stopped thinking about teleportation when he arrived at his destination. He did not know what to do about the two young men who were tailing him. When he first arrived, they were not part of any plan.

"Why are you following me?" Radmilo stop walking and asked carefully.

The young men wore cloaks and masks, just like him. He did not know who or what their powers were. Moreover, he could not possibly attack them for no reason in a place like this.

One man shrugged. "We're not following you. It looks like we have the same destiny. Don't you want to enter the building too?"

Radmilo did not answer him right away. Instead, he decided to ask another question. "Are you guys new to the organization? If so, I will accompany you."

Both young men looked at each other and then nodded to one another. The one with blonde hair answered the question. "We can't answer that question. The head of the organization forbids us from exchanging personal information."

The man in front of Radmilo also shook his head. "He's right. We're not supposed to talk about it."

"Don't your words prove that you've joined the organization for a long time?" Radmilo raised his eyebrows at their response.

They looked surprised when they realized their stupidity. Without giving a response, they immediately ran into the building and left Radmilo alone.

'Why did the organization allow those two fools to join?'

Radmilo was curious about why the organization accepted careless people. He thought the head of the organization was too ignorant to accommodate random people. In the future, Kiss of Death would not have members as stupid as the two young men earlier.

Therefore, Radmilo wanted to know what was going on right now. He did not know what happened this year because he was investigating Kiss of Death after the organization became so big.

After walking through the empty streets for quite some time, Radmilo finally reached the building. A single door stood in the middle of a dark alleyway. When he opened the door, everyone in the room looked at him immediately. It seemed like there was a meeting here and he did not know.

"Welcome," said a voice coming from behind the podium. Everyone turned around to face the speaker.

It was a man clad in gold armor, the only person who did not wear a mask here. He acted as if he was not afraid his identity would be exposed.

"Are you the dungeon smuggler that Muramasa sent?" The man continued to ask.

Radmilo nodded and showed his golden badge. "Thank you for greeting me. I'm the one that Muramasa-san sent." f𝗿𝗲e𝒘e𝚋ｎ૦𝘃𝙚𝑙.com

The man smiled at Radmilo before going back to talking to the surrounding people. "The meeting starts now. If anyone makes a fuss, then I won't hesitate to use my power." e the leader of my organization."

Everyone in the room looked at each other. They did not expect that Muramasa would send someone to fight the head of the organization. Muramasa acted crazy sometimes, but they never thought he was this crazy.

"Has Muramasa lost his mind?" Someone asked while frowning.

Then the others answered.

"He probably hit his head with something, haha."

"Why don't we just enjoy this madness? I have seen nothing interesting in a while."

"What's so interesting? I'm sure that crazy guy will lose in an instant." 𝗳𝓇ℯe𝓌𝚎𝚋𝓃𝚘𝚟𝘦𝑙.𝑐𝚘𝙢

"There could be a plot twist, even if the chances are small. Do you guys want to bet?"

Everyone burst out laughing. They were making fun of Radmilo, but he remained calm. He had no choice but to beat Enrique today because he did not know when they would meet again. This was a golden opportunity that should not have been passed up.