Chapter 5 - Wake Up As Mafia Boss (1/2)
After a few hours of preparation, Hermes changed his clothes from his noble attire to an ordinary white sleeve, black pants, and dark shoes. Around his face, a black mask for a disguise that he recently discovered inside his cabinet covering his mouth except for his eyes. He walked down the stairs, neatly fixed his collar in each step down the floor, and opened the main hall door with open arms. His sight caught his butler, lowering his head with his right hand in his left c.h.e.s.t was waiting for his arrival beside the vehicle. It was the first Henry Ford 20th century car. Although the young boy didn't worry about his clothes, his butler, curious, wondering why he wore those things. But he quietly ignored his thoughts and disregarded his questions. His butler believed that he had a good reason so he must not question his decision.
When Hermes had reached the car, waiting for his butler's response. The butler lowered his head with his right hand on his c.h.e.s.t and greeted him.
”The vehicle has prepared, boss. All the preparations were ready, waiting for your next orders, sir,” said Justin, slowly opening the door.
”Good, let's proceed to our destination.” said the young Don. The butler waited him reach his chair, sitting beside the right-sided window before he gently buckled his boss' seat belt. The young Don gave him a nod showing his pleased in his service. Justin lowered his head in response and entered the driver sits. His butler spoke that got his attention.
”By the way, Don Hermes. Where should we headed?” asked Justin, turning his face at the young Don, waiting for his response.
”To the village, Justin. To the village,” replied young Don elegantly put his right elbow over the opened window and leaned his chin over his arm, waving twice his right hand to proceed.
Justin, surprised, smiled back retaining his facade. He faced the handle, started the engine, pushed the gas which triggered the wheel to roll.
On the way to their destination, Hermes was still curious in his butler. He was not part of the NPC's they had developed yet he was together with his character. Moreover, he had never screened in the game. Despite the fact as the previous director of the game, he didn't know he exists. Somehow he recalled from his previous world that Hermes Archnemesis had always survived from several assassinations because of the rumored bodyguard according to his background.
The only idea comes out from his mind was the unlisted draft page of his details. One of his mercenaries feared and respected among the Bosses because of his records as a massive killer, earning him the title of infamous Black Sword Demon. He didn't appear nor introduce himself to the female protagonists because he was ill.u.s.trated so badly. So they dropped his introduction and removed him from the script.
Hermes just let out of disbelief; if the rumored bodyguard would be Justin, he will vomit. He just witnessed how he acted and how stupid he was. Unaware in his looks, his butler saw his hair blown by the strong wind, making his bangs covered his face. When his young boss removed it, he saw his lips smirking with pure evil. His eyes showed an unpleasant and dead pry sight that only cold-blooded boss usually shows during their scheme. This made Justin shivered in joy.
”Hehe hehe hehe hehe hehe heh. Boss, that's a nice smirk. I know you never disappointed me.” his **** face and crescent mooned smile gave his young boss a weird and mixed feeling of disgust and irritation.
”Hey Justin, you're creeping me out.” Hermes kicked his butler's sit, making him lose control in the wheel.
”Hehe hehe hehe hehe, boss.” said the butler, almost reinstated the control. ”I knew you're scheming somethin' today.”
Giggled. Cheerful.
”What the f.u.c.k are you babbling about, Justin?”
Justin made a conclusion about his boss will terrorize his own territory with new tactics. Upon the mask and his weird attire served as his disguise to hide his identity to the commoners and made a splendid outcome before he revealed himself. He will increase his bad reputation in great p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. The way he acts was just an example of deceiving him for his newly acquired skill - manipulation and deception - which he wouldn't want to ruin without a doubt. The self-explanation of Justin pleased him more to follow his boss to continue his evil for the better. He claimed his ideas had made him a social leper.
He was correct in his first statement but the others were wrong speculated. Hermes had a great idea to use the village to gather more information about the current updates of this world.
”Well, I didn't realize you're doing it on purpose boss. Well then, I will play along with you too.” said the butler, smirking.
”What the f.u.c.k are you murmuring now? Just focus on the f.u.c.k.i.n.g road, you moron.” the young Don kicked his butler's sit for another round.
”Y-yes, boss.” He increased the speed of the car.
While in the way to the village, both Hermes and his butler discussed some topics to entertain themselves.
”Say, Justin. Who was the current Godfather of Italia?” asked young Don, tapping his right finger -the bottom side view- of the door.
”Hmm, you've must still recall Don Urie Alkaline. Does that ring a bell? Do you want me to show my skills to him and assassinate him by myself?” replied the butler, showing his aura of redemption.
”My apologies, sir. But why did you want to ask that person's name? Do you have some business related to him?” asked Justin reverentially.
”It's nothing to concern. I was just checking for the current updates of this world.”
”... Hmm? Well boss, do you know that the current situation worst in Borne than here? Haha, the funny thing is the rumor about a civil war happening out there.”
”Borne? Isn't that the place divided and controlled by four major families? Which family are facing the civil crisis then?”
”Umm, I don't know the exact details. Well, it was still a rumor, if one of the four families had some kind of issue then it will result for the other three... to commence and declare a mafia war in the first place anyway. But there was no one yet tried.”
”Well yeah, it will eventually happen. They could possibly do the same way. Umm... some of the Bosses wanted to increase their territories, popularity, and money. Defeating your rival in their current state... the easiest way to eliminate them one by one. Well whoever started it, he was unlucky because the news about the civil unrest in that city will possibly a good chance for the other bosses to come along.”
”Yeah, you're right, boss. I heard those four families were already sent their best spies to check one another. Isn't that great opportunity boss?”
”In what particular matter, hmm?” asked young Don, staring his butler with disp.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.
”We could use the current situation to make an alliance with one of the families. We have an opportunity to make it done. We could use the civil war to sell our firearms and export it to their sides. We could earn a huge profit.” attentively said his butler, glowing his eyes in so much p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.
”... Justin, you should stop. We don't know yet the spreading rumor was true.” the young Don folded his arms, rolled his eyes at his right.
”Then if the rumor was true, do you think my idea was a great asset for our family business?” replied the butler.
”Well,” the young Don shrugged, ”Whatever happens, we shouldn't.”
”But why?”
”Because if we do that, the Godfather will surely accomplish something to prevent it. He won't let those bosses do anything reckless under his watch. He will surely do anything within his power -dirty and ugly - to stop it. There's a possibility he already knew about that.” he cross-legged, and leaned his arm over the window, watching the scenery of the outside. ”So, we can't meddle things down.”
”Damn... boss. If he learns were selling some firearms in those families. The Archnemesis dark history will surely repeat itself.” the butler understood his answer, recalling the tragic event that happened five years ago in Archnemesis Family.
Hermes noticed his face in sadness. He quickly but calmly replied him a good quote to return his finest.
”Those seek victory must make a plan. A plan must take over the enemies' possession without fail. No man can win a battle without proper strategy even they are forming a clan, so the victors will reach the end and look upon the properties of their own they stole from them at all, ” Hermes solemn, making his butler astounded.
”That's a great quote, boss.” the butler praised his lord and continued, ”But forgive this man, I couldn't tell which should we take part. What is your plan, my Don?”
”I see. My Don, there is another news I want to tell. May I speak about it?” the butler looked behind, waiting for his boss' reply.