I Became a Framed Villain

Episode16 – Lingering

The next day after safely escaping the crime scene with the help of the Great Order.

– Class A Villain Trauma attacked District 17 this time. 12 casualties, 5 wounded…

With the help of Ira, who was my sidekick, I once again disguised myself as a temporary professor at the academy, and I was walking down the street listening to the news on my smartphone.

– The hero ‘Miracle Shine’, who was dispatched to the scene, is currently out of contact, and her officials are not giving any position.

“You listen well.”

The hypnosis I put on Miracle Shine must have weakened by now.

Unless it was his special move, ‘Changing Common Sense,’ hypnosis, once applied, would weaken over time.

Even so, hiding without revealing must have listened to my advice to beware of heroes.

I was worried because I thought I was crazy when we broke up, but it seems that the 2nd place in the rankings is the 2nd place.

– As the citizens’ anxiety grows due to the increasing damage day by day, it is known that there was a girl who stood up to the trauma and became a hot topic…

[We have a new notification!]

I put my smartphone in my pocket with a satisfied expression and try to speed up my steps, but a message suddenly appears in the air.

[We have entered a new chapter!]

[Chapter 1: Two main characters]

After that brief appearance, I hurriedly spoke to System Chang, who was about to disappear.

“Wait, I have a question.”

Then the dimly fading system window quietly tilts to the side.

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Judging from that, it seemed that he could understand what I was saying.

“What the hell are you?”

Realizing that fact makes me even more curious.

The system in front of me is a very heterogeneous ability even in an unknown age, something that only appears in comics or novels.

And on such a subject, do not force me.

I only pay the price and lend my abilities when I want.

Even lower level skills can be used for free.

Then, how on earth was Justia able to possess such a suspicious ability?

Could it be that she, like me, received this ability from someone else?

If not, where the hell did this strange system come from?

[This is an unanswerable question!]

I asked questions with all of those questions, but the answer from the system was firm.

It seems that he was determined not to reveal his identity easily.

“Then change the question. Tell me about the ‘skill’.”

Thanks to that, my curiosity multiplied, but there was no vigilance.

Because it was an ability that Justia, not anyone else, had squeezed out the last bit of strength for me.

I intend to use it as much as possible even for her revenge.

[Loading help…]

As a result of asking questions with that in mind, I was able to find out new facts.

[‘Skill’ is the ability provided by this system for you to walk the path of a villain, and you can save and use a total of 15.]

[If you exceed the maximum storage capacity of 15, you can add a new skill by deleting the existing skill.]

First of all, the maximum number of skills that can be possessed is 15.

I have 13 skills, so it looks like I can add two more in the future.

[The skill level rises as you use it more often and as your proficiency increases.]

“Okay, I understand. But how do you add skills?”

[New users are given 2 ＜Skill Creation Rights＞]

[Kang Ha-neul user has consumed all the number of uses by creating ‘Spotting’ and ‘Defence’.]

And with the explanation of the system that followed, I could see the background of the creation of ‘Spotting’ and ‘Defense’.

‘It’s a little sad…’

If I had known there was a limit, I would have been a little more careful.

Maybe it could have acquired fraudulent abilities such as instant death cheat or physical attack immunity.

‘No, because I’ve thought about everything about the stars at that time.’

But now that I think about it, when I was trapped in Karma, I imagined all the abilities I had.

So maybe these two are the best.

[A total of 13 skills are currently stored in the system, and 1 skill is waiting to be applied.]

While I was thinking about that, I bit my lip for some reason, but I tilted my head when I saw the message right below.

It was a strange thing. I must have 13 skills. There are skills waiting to be applied, what the hell are you talking about?

[Waiting Skill: Recovery]

[Description: You can recover physical damage.

(You cannot use it on yourself due to the pillage penalty!)]

As I checked the detailed information out of curiosity, I had no choice but to widen my eyes.

‘recovery’. Although the penalty of not being able to use it on oneself was quite unfortunate, it was a pretty useful skill.

But how the hell did you get this?

What is a ‘looting penalty’?

[If a user of the ‘Villain’s Path’ system defeats the concept owner, he can bring the opponent’s concept as a skill.]

It was the message that popped up in front of me in a timely manner that solved my curiosity.

[However, the plundered abilities do not have a level and become backward compatible.]

Yes, this is what it should be.

Since most of the monsters were heroes, it seemed that there would be no shortage of abilities in the future.

“Oh, and…”

[Question count exceeded!]

I was about to ask the next question with a satisfied expression on my face, but the system popped up such a message in front of my eyes.

[The system shuts down automatically.]

“Hey, wait a minute…]

[User Kang Ha-neul, good luck.]

Eventually, the guy who left the message disappeared in the blink of an eye.

“For some reason, the way you talk is similar.”

It was quite nasty, but for some reason, I didn’t hate it at all.

Perhaps, it reminded me of Justia, who used to always say good luck.

“We can communicate, so maybe it would be nice to get closer…”

To me, he was like Justia’s memento, so I’m somehow attached to him.

However, seeing that he didn’t come out even when I tried to call him back, it seemed that he had no intention of getting close to me yet.

Therefore, I put off eating the system and friends next, and headed to my destination, passing by the people who looked at me strangely as I continued to talk in the air.

“…Anyway, I didn’t expect it to end like this.”

To my sister’s office, where I tried to visit many times but was kicked out.

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“Excuse me.”

“Uh, how are you?”

“What is it? A guest at this hour?”

When the door opens and a man in a fedora enters, the atmosphere in the office is disturbed by an unexpected guest.

“What, it’s the first time I’ve seen this face…”

“Can you see my face? I can’t even see…”

The man’s appearance was hard to see because he was wearing a bowler hat so deeply.

However, the sidekicks in the office began to rise from their seats with wary expressions against the unusual aura that the man was exuding.

‘No way, I didn’t expect you to come so defenseless.’

Great, who was resting his chin on his hand at the desk behind them, frowned and thought.

‘Even with the ridiculous condition of meeting at my office, he calmly nodded.’

It was a meeting place that was almost half-joking, but Trauma readily accepted her condition.

Normally, I would have thought it was just a villain’s childish behavior, but the opponent is already considered supervillain trauma.

He was the one who destroyed the academy alone, defeated the 1st and 2nd grade monsters with one blow, and completely subdued the 2nd ranked hero, Miracle Shine.

Since he’s such a person, getting out of his office shouldn’t be a problem.

“Come over here and have a seat, Mr. Oh Ji-seok.”

Great, who suddenly realized his strength and took a deep breath, pointed to the sofa in front of the desk with a calm expression.

“Oh Ji-seok?”

But for some reason, the trauma of standing in the seat.

“there…”

At that unusual appearance, the moment Great frowned and was about to get up from his seat.

“The Great Order.”

The trauma that glanced at her whispered in a low voice.

“You’re leaving for a while.”

“yes?”

“I want you to get out of this office for a while.”

Hearing that, Great stood up from his seat, hesitant.

“I understand, but why…”

Then she, who was about to ask a question, reads the atmosphere and heads for the front door frowning.

‘What the hell, what is it?’

Due to various verifications, she knew that Trauma was not the evil villain that the world was known for.

And most of all, since he and himself have become partners, he won’t do anything stupid.

– It’s hard…!

“……..!”

But his thoughts were shattered when he heard a horrifying noise from inside the front door.

“You may come in now.”

“What the hell is that sound…”

What she saw as she went back into the office with an anxious expression.

“The office is a little dirty.”

“……..”

“I did some cleaning.”

It was the trauma of his sidekicks lying on the floor with his neck bent and the expressionless wiping of the blood on his face.

“You, what the hell are you doing…”

“They are all monsters.”

Great, who looked at the bizarre scene with a blank look, was startled when he heard the words of the trauma.

“Did you know that these guys were trying to kill you quickly?”

“………”

“Well, don’t worry too much. I’ve put the non-monsters out there.”

Literally, the few surviving sidekicks were sitting in the corner with their eyes wide open.

“What are you doing? Without sitting down.”

“This is too much. Trauma.”

Great, who was quietly grinding his teeth, began to raise his voice, staring at the trauma that pointed to the chair with a calm voice.

“Aren’t you supposed to at least tell me first?”

Then, the trauma tilted her head to the side as if she could not understand.

“I understand that these guys are monsters. But, if I kill them without saying anything like this, my position is…”

“Entrance?”

Then he intercepts her words in a low voice.

“Why do I have to consider your position?”

Hearing those words, Great looks at the trauma, speechless.

“My purpose is to hunt monsters. That is more important than anything else.”

“No, though…”

“Are you worried about the after-treatment?”

The eyes of the trauma that were hidden by the fedoras were shining quietly.

“I’m sorry, but I have no intention of collaborating with someone who is having a hard time handling this level of cleanup.”

Having said that, the trauma that arises from the seat as it is.

“I know, I will.”

Grate grabbing his aching head, tightly closed his eyes, and took a step forward.

“I’ll take care of it, so sit in the front for now.”

Trauma was not simply an apostle of justice fighting in the dark, as she thought.

Twisted somewhere, he was like a time bomb that didn’t know when and where it would explode.

‘But the problem is, there must be no one who can defuse the time bomb.’

“Then, thank you.”

After silently reassessing Trauma in his mind, Great sits down, and Trauma, grinning, sits down on the sofa.

‘Then, at least I’ll be the person who can decide where to explode.’

Then, she took a sip of coffee prepared in advance and tried to calm her mind.

“I’m thinking of infiltrating the International Hero Academy and the Hero Union.”

“… Cool!”

However, at that moment, at the bombshell statement that came out of Trauma’s mouth, Great, who heard the case instead of calming down, begins to clatter his throat.

“Kuluk, kuluk… what the hell are you up to? You…”

Trauma, who had been staring at her like that, takes out a picture from her bosom and shakes it.

“There’s one student I really want to protect.”

Great’s face hardened after seeing that picture.

“And you definitely have someone you want to kill.”

Her younger brother was clearly pictured wearing the uniform of the League of Villains.

“Would you cooperate, Mr. Great?”

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“Of course we will cooperate.”

“Okay, then…”

I nodded and was about to leave the office behind my burning sister.

“……..”

When he saw the contents of the trash can, which he had come across by chance, he stopped walking.

“Why?”

The recipe I wrote down was torn to shreds and thrown away.

Well, I don’t know anything else, but this is a bit annoying.

As I stood still and contemplated, I passed my sister who had a mysterious expression on her face and moved backwards.

“there…?”

No matter what happens, isn’t the Great a partner who will help me both physically and mentally in the future?

“Is that the kitchen?”

So, it was polite to treat her hand-made dishes before she died.