The Successor to the Underworld Is a Cheat Player

When it came to suppression, it usually meant that.

“No.”

But Colan said it as if it were insignificant.

“It’s humans.”

“…!”

“I will explain the details of the mission later.”

Colan’s gaze changed.

“Prepare yourselves and we will meet again. You won’t be back for a while.”

After finishing speaking, Colan vanished.

Valak and Sebu moved to prepare, while Rohan and Jane remained there for a moment.

“It turned out as you said.”

This was it.

“That’s right. We went through all this trouble, didn’t we?”

From the beginning.

“I don’t think we’ll be able to catch Colan with just this one attempt.”

Sein’s target was Colan.

She had spared Tampia to hunt Colan, and the plan began with the collection of such information.

However, Colan was not someone who could be dealt with in just one attempt.

“But we can create an opening.”

All great things start with small changes.

Colan, who had already built a solid foundation, would crumble from this incident.

And Sein was determined to take advantage of that opportunity to completely eliminate Collan.

“Rohan.”

Jane called out to Rohan.

“There isn’t much time left now.”

“……”

“The promise I made to stir up the winds of change when I become the leader. I haven’t forgotten.”

That was what Rohan had hoped for.

“I believe you.”

“Yeah. Believe it.”

Finally, the moment Sein’s plan began.

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The carriage that had entered as Dante now departed as Dante.

But unlike when it arrived, the number of people had increased.

Three figures in robes, Jane and Sebu, and Valac.

“Are you excited like that?”

Jane asked Sebu.

“Of course! Being summoned for a mission from the headquarters is a great opportunity!”

Sebu couldn’t hide his excitement.

“You’re going to the headquarters?”

“…Not exactly.”

Sebu smirked.

“But if there’s a chance to rise further, I’ll take it.”

“With Commander Valac right next to you, is that what you’re saying?”

“Yeah!”

Sebu raised his voice towards Jane.

Amidst the gathering gazes, Sebu took a deep breath and lowered his voice.

“Well, Commander Valac is confirmed as Dante’s master anyway.”

Sebu said.

“There’s no way I won’t become the commander.”

Sebu spoke with a dreamy expression.

“What if Collan decides to scout Sebu-senior?”

In reality, such things happened quite often.

Borrowing members of the lower organization for missions, and if they performed well, bringing them in as their own.

“……”

Sebu couldn’t easily respond.

“That’s disloyal.”

Jane said.

“What? Hey, I just thought about it for a moment. I have no intention of betraying Sein.”

“Why? We’re not even on that kind of terms.”

“I have two people I admire, one of them being Captain Valac.”

“Just because they’re by your side…”

Jane closed her mouth at Sebu’s gaze.

“The other is Master Rohan,” Sebu said.

“As long as they support you, I will too.”

Sigh.

Jane chuckled at the sight.

“You find it funny? Laughing?”

Sebu seemed to brighten up at Jane’s reaction, then spoke in a subdued voice.

“I used to be a errand boy in Dante.”

Sebu was recounting his past.

“Even if I wanted to wield a sword, no one would give a guy like me a chance.”

It was common.

An organization like Dante wouldn’t just hire anyone as a newbie.

They either picked those recognized in lower ranks or gave opportunities to those who joined at a very young age.

“Rohan was the one who handed me a sword back then.”

Rohan.

“Since Rohan trusted Captain Valac, I trust him too.”

And.

“Since Rohan supports you, I support you too. That’s all there is to it.”

The “above” Sebu mentioned extended to the Black Blade’s leader.

He asked for nothing more.

“I’ll do my best on this mission to ensure it doesn’t become anyone’s burden but Rohan’s.”

Jane and Valac nodded at Sebu’s words.

“It might be risky as it’s a mission from the main house.”

Valac, who had been listening quietly, interjected.

“So, what’s the plan? With Captain Valac by my side.”

Grin.

Sebu smiled.

“I have this guy, don’t I?”

Jane, who was initially wary of Sebu, now genuinely acknowledged him.

“But, senior.”

Jane spoke up.

“It might be better to stop talking.”

“Why?”

“That…”

With a serious expression, Jane addressed Sebu.

“It’s a death flag.”

“……?”

“You don’t need to know. By the way, it seems like we’re almost there.”

In front of them, Callan’s carriage, which was leading the way, came to a stop.

Even if it wasn’t there, Jane and Valac could already feel it.

Far in the distance, a dark and ominous aura emanating from the mountain range.

-This mission is.

Callan’s words echoed.

-Subjugating humans.

Surprisingly, there was a village-like existence in the mountain range.

Camouflaged with dead trees, it seemed to have a kind of barrier set up using natural magic.

“…….”

But they must not forget.

“I will tell you about the mission.”

In an era of encroaching darkness, ordinary people couldn’t survive outside the city.

Living outside the city meant either risking becoming a monster, being unable to live as a fugitive and having to hide, or perhaps something else.

“Destroy everything in sight.”

Was there something big being concealed?

Callan said.

“Every visible human….”

Callan and his subordinates moved quietly.

Valac moved in sync with him.

“Eliminate them.”

The mission was simple.

“…….”

Tension filled the air.

Especially the Black Sword descendants of Dante were more on edge.

‘What could it possibly be for?’

With the head of the family, Callan, moving and summoning the Black Swords of Dante.

The question arose, but they couldn’t ask.

“Is it an ambush?”

But because it was a mission, they needed to know.

At Valac’s question, Callan and his subordinates glanced at Valac briefly before speaking.

“No.”

Without hesitation.

Callan took a step forward.

“We don’t do ambushes.”

His subordinates followed suit.

Their steps were resolute, devoid of any hesitation.

As they neared the shabby village.

Pooo!

The horn signal announcing intrusion began to echo and spread from the village.

“Mission start.”

Colan’s words were the signal.

Tatatang!

The first to rush in were his subordinates.

They ran towards the imposing gates without hesitation, drawing their swords without a second thought.

Goooo.

The moment when swirling magic engulfed their swords.

Kwakwakwang!

The pouring aura shattered the gates.

Amidst the dense smoke from the broken gates.

Pash!

Finally, Colan and his subordinates could enter the village.

“Intruders!”

“Enemies!”

The startled villagers screamed in terror as sharp sword tips pierced their bodies.

Chyaaa!

In an instant, those torn apart could no longer scream loudly.

“Aaaah!”

Their identities did not matter.

What mattered was that their opponent was Demoros.

And Colan.

Chyaaa!

A massacre without mercy unfolded.

In that brutal scene, Balak and Sebu could only stare in shock, unable to speak.

“….”

The villagers’ reaction was strange.

Although it was clear that enemies had attacked, all they could do was flee.

“This… they’re not enemies, are they?”

Beings that could not be considered enemies.

A sense of discomfort arose when witnessing a massacre against civilians.

“Will they keep this up?”

Jane drew her sword.

Chyaaa!

She swiftly cut down a fleeing villager.

Sebu and Balak grimaced at the sight.

“That was hard to watch.”

Finally, the two of them began to move as well.

This was a mission.

A mission unfolding before Collan Demorus.

Their every action now represented Dante.

Chyaaa!

Whether weak or rebellious, it didn’t matter.

This was something that had to be done.

Because they were people of the Dark Guild.

Yet, they were fortunate.

Twist.

They were not just ordinary individuals.

When nearly half of the village residents had perished, some of the deceased villagers began to convulse.

“Kieee!”

They were undead.

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The once slain villagers began to rise again.

“…!”

Undead. Those who rose from death began to retaliate against Collan and his group.

Initially treated as mere fodder, they were like zombies.

But soon.

Grrrr!

The corpses of the deceased villagers gathered and merged into a monstrous abomination.

Only then did the face of the Dark Sword brighten.

“This is it.”

Slaughtering the powerless villagers filled them with guilt.

But if they were monsters.

Kwaang!

They could face them without hesitation.

Although they were resurrected as undead, they could not be opponents of Demorus.

Jane, who felled the zombie knight, gazed at Collan amidst the chaos.

“….”

Collan stood there doing nothing, wanting to see him fight, but the enemies here were not even worth Collan’s effort.

Slashing, stabbing.

“Sa, save….”

Rain killed them.

Swoosh.

Killed them again.

It took barely 30 minutes for all the hundreds of village residents to be torn apart.

“Phew.”

It seemed like it was all over, but once again, Kollan began to move.

“What on earth is this place…?”

Sebu, who thought he had completed his mission, muttered to himself.

This place was an experience Sebu had never had while carrying out missions in Danté.

“I found it.”

One of Kollan’s subordinates approached and spoke.

It was a subordinate who had briefly disappeared while dealing with the villagers.

“Well done.”

Kollan, who commanded the subordinate, moved with him.

The Black Sword did the same.

And when they arrived there.

“….”

Broken walls and floors, twisted barriers were visible.

The mountain village was nothing but a disguise.

The real deal was right here.

“…A dungeon?”

A dungeon.

A space where dark wizards used to hide, build their power, and conduct research.

And the dungeon was filled with wealth and treasures collected by such individuals.

Fazit.

As Kollan waved his hand, the entrance of the dungeon spewed lightning.

Fazijit!

Yet Kollan, despite the lightning, continued to push his hand in.

‘This guy is insane.’

Jane, watching him, thought.

That was madness.

Forcing open the barrier that blocked the dungeon entrance was no different from breaking down the entire dungeon at once.

Fazijijijit!

The surge of magic that followed would overwhelm even those called superhumans.

Kollan had no choice but to try to open the barrier with sheer force.

Kwazijik!

The sound changed.

The bright lightning suddenly turned into a deep red light.

Kwaaaaah!

The entrance of the dungeon burst open.

Kollan Demorus had pulled off that insane feat.

‘How much magical power does he possess?’

Kollan, who didn’t give off the impression of being particularly strong at first glance.

Until now, he hadn’t properly demonstrated his skills, making it difficult to evaluate him.

However, this time, it was a different story.

With that move, Kollan proved her skill.

“A monster.”

That thing was also considered a monster.

“Entering.”

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The dungeon was an unfamiliar place even for the members of the Black Sword.

In the past, dungeons might have been places where people roamed around aimlessly, but in this day and age, dark wizards were no longer beings who had to hide to survive.

The numerous dungeons were either abandoned or difficult to conquer anymore.

“….”

Curiosity about the mission filled their minds, but no one asked.

Then.

“Kieee!”

Undead creatures filled the dungeon, revealing themselves and beginning to attack.

“How bothersome.”

It was the moment when Kollan, who had only watched from outside, spoke in a lazy voice.

Thud!

The charging undead horde exploded in an instant, turning into chunks of flesh that splattered against the walls.

“….!”

Everyone, except Kollan’s subordinates, could do nothing but be astonished.

“What did she just do?”

“Just now….”

A strike that they couldn’t even properly see with their own eyes.

“….”

Only Jane truly felt something.

“Jerzoa.”

When Kollan called out to one of her subordinates, he quickly advanced, tilting his head.

Thud!

A small explosion began.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

It escalated into a loud one.

They could sense what he was doing.

He was literally breaking through the traps set by the dungeon’s owner to defend against intruders.

“His name was Varvoss, right?”

Kollan’s clandestine organization, Varvoss.

Jerzoa had heard that he was one of those affiliated with it.

Thud!

After the final explosion, no more sounds could be heard.

“Whew, impressive.”

Sebu exclaimed sincerely.

Although there had been times when they collaborated with the main family’s power, they had never encountered a mission as challenging as this one.

The true abilities of the main family that they witnessed for the first time were truly extraordinary.

Dante’s Black Sword was said to be formidable, but their skills were beyond imagination.

“But…”

Thus, questions arose.

“Why did you bring us here?”

With such skills, there was no need to seek support from Dante.

“Have you figured it out now?”

“Huh?”

“Because we have a use for you, that’s why we brought you here.”

Sebu was slightly taken aback by Jane’s unusual tone.

“Well, I suppose?”

“So, let’s stop talking and focus on the mission quietly.”

Sensing a shift in the atmosphere, Sebu stood dazed by the discomfort.

“I will guide you.”

Having completed the mission, Jerzoa approached Collan, bowing his head.

And they began moving once again.

At last, they reached their destination.

Woosh!

There stood a massive altar exuding an overpowering magical aura, making it hard to even breathe.

Flames flickered, offerings were laid out, and intricate magic circles emitted a powerful energy forming a strict barrier.

“Hmm.”

The strength of the barrier was incomparably powerful, far surpassing that of dungeon defenses.

Once again, Collan reached out his hand as before.

Boom!

The bursting flash was so intense that it momentarily blinded everyone.

“My lord!”

Collan’s subordinates, startled, approached him.

Although it merely clashed with the barrier for a moment.

Clang.

Collan’s hand that touched the barrier felt a numbing sensation.

Even after hastily applying a potion, the non-healing wounds felt like magical scars.

“This seems challenging.”

It seemed impossible for Collan to open the barrier using his usual methods.

And it was clear that the true purpose of the mission lay beyond that barrier.

They couldn’t afford to give up here.

“Hmm.”

It seemed like Colan was contemplating a solution, and finally, as if he had found an answer, he spoke.

“Blackblade, will you lend a hand?”

A rather polite attitude.

“I wish you could throw yourself into this barrier.”

However, his following words were truly despairing.