Chapter 14 - Wake Up As Mafia Boss (2/2)
”What the f.u.c.k? Are you kiddin' me?” questioned Rag. ”Y' got some guts to show yourself onwards. Y're really a despicable and annoying one, aren't ya?”
”What gives?” Hermes mocked, with his hands challenging them to do it. ”Woah, can't shoot me?”
”Sir, should we shoot?” The bald man agitated. ”C'mon, sir. Give us the command to do it.”
Rag clenched his teeth and grasped his hold on his gun. He spits out before he spoke, ”Hold your fire. Wait for my command. Just put down your weapons. I'll handle this one once again. ”Rag showed himself before the young Don. ”Hey, Don Hermes, you're great at observing us. You mindful f.u.c.k.i.n.g freak. You're good at our original motive, huh.”
”Of course, it's so obvious from the start. You guys repeatedly shouting the same thing and the same objective of chasing me alive is nothing absurd in my opinion. Anyways, there's no way I'll let myself get caught that easily, though. Although your intentions are primary capturing me alive, there are no specific details and guarantee if you guys won't let me feel horrible for what I did earlier. I guess you're going to torture me until I lost my mind from severe pain before you showed me to your former boss. Well, that's the only thing that I won't allow to happen anyway. C'mon, I'm kind of tired of being chased and you guys are already exhausted from this hide-and-run vise versa. We're wasting bullets and sweats just to take down someone like me. It's better to talk than wasting our time like this.”
”So, what do you want to talk about?” asked Rag.
”You explained to me that you're going to die if you failed to catch me tonight, right?” inquired the young Don, leaning his gun on his shoulder. Rag sighed, ”Yes, we'll be dead floating on the river if we won't be able to drag you infront of our boss. So what? Are you planning something, Don Hermes?”
”Woah,” astonished Hermes, ”I'm surprised you're very venerable, Mr. Rag. Calling me Don Hermes instead of a bastard kid or a bastard motherf.u.c.k.i.n.g moron is a very surprising response from you. How very cooperate.”
Rag clenched his teeth upon hearing it. He didn't even understand his motive, however, after the terrible and embarrassing moment with the young Don earlier made him cautiously read between the lines.
”Anyways,” Hermes coughed before he resumed, ”Are you guys fond of your work?”
”Yes,” the bald man answered before Rag could open his mouth. ”We're happy to serve our boss and happy to work with him.”
”Then, you're a stupid freak, bald guy.” heaved Hermes with pity gaze
”B-bald guy? I have a name you ― Hey, listen!”
”― So anyway, there's the someone I adored from reading his timeline, he stated before he died, 'He'd always been a man who followed his head and not his heart. The heart was just a bloody motor. The head was meant to drive'. His name was Mario Puzo. I know you guys are a moron and don't even know his name so don't think too much because you don't deserve to learn his true identity. What I want to tell you guys is specific. Don't throw your lives for one person. Even it is for loyalty or bloodbath or whatever that is so common nowadays. What are you going to do next if you die so quick? Get it? Life is short. You guys can do more better than chasing me alive.”
”W-w-wow, ” the bald man pulled down his gun and knelt down. ”Yeah, life is short. Why are we even risking ourselves for you? I'm even tired of this shit.”
”You, what are you doing? Stand up,” insisted Rag, ”C'mon, stand up and don't let your guard down!”
”But, sir. He's stating the truth. We're going to die anyway. There's no way we can even catch that kid.”
”Hey, don't give up so easily and fool by his words. He is just deceiving us.”
Hermes chuckled and sassed at Rag, ”Y' dare to tell me I'm bluffing again, Mr. Rag?” Rag gulped and shivered in fear upon hearing it. ”What? I don't even dare to say that.”
Rag stepped backward and shivered from his antagonizing gaze. He averted his eyes and replied, ”I don't care you say but we'll never betray our oath to the boss. Never.”
”Oh, seriously, are you guys happy with that kind of life? Proving yourselves that you can do anything within his grasp. Eh, he doesn't even care about you guys after all. Throwing your lives like garbage is a synthetical, no, more like a non-ethical way of proving your worth. Truth to be told, no one is going to remember your names even you dare to show me infront of your beloved and kind man.”
”Insolences, that's just your objective. You just want us to believe your own beliefs.” the minor henchmen interrupted with his gun raised towards the young Don.
”Shut up, moron. You're just a minor character.”
”M-m-minor character? No, you shut up, brat. You don't know how much money they paid for us just to capture you alive. If we don't have orders from the higher up, you're already a slice of dead meat. Get it. You're a slice of dead meat,” claimed the henchmen, however, Hermes nagged it.
”For the last time, don't even dare to interrupt me from my speech. Shut your mouth, will ya? You're just a minor character in this scene so back off,” reiterated Hermes, as he wondered how many times he would have to repeat himself.
”Why you—”
”Shut up. Don't speak again,” Rag fired two bullets down on his surface that made his henchmen surprised.
”But, sir. He's—”
”— I said shut the f.u.c.k up.” He pointed his gun that his henchmen gulped. ”If I hear any word comes out from that mouth, I'll be the one shoot your throat. Got it? You'll be the one in the garbage bag.”
The henchmen stepped two steps backward and gazed down.
”Now, what is your proposal, Don Hermes?”
”There, there you have it. That's the correct and polite way to interact with other people, ” simpered the young Don, ”So, to be specific, you guys are going to work for me. For the time being, I can guarantee that you're going to compensate with large money compare to your lump-sum wages committed from illegal activities.”
”You want us to work with you? After all this shit you made us looked like a deep shit. Do you really we will work under your banner?” gibed Rag at the young Don's proposal.
”C'mon, there's no harm from that,” needled Hermes as he tried persuaded them to join his faction.
”No harm, you say. Bullshit!” jeered Rag. ”You know that is 100% bullshit proposal, Don Hermes. Who'll join your faction just like that, huh?”
”Seriously? I told you there's nothing wrong with that. Everyone will benefit from this kind of situation. To be fair, my servants left me and I have no soldiers that I can use. I mean, that I can trust. It's not that I want you guys as my subjects for my ambition, but you'll going to have a better life if you start to think about being practical. I can guarantee that you're going to live with your lives to the fullest together with your children and wives.”
Rag condemned, ”Another bullshit. We told ya already that we won't follow someone like you. You're just a despicable man with no ambition according to our records. Don Hermes, we already knew that you can't give us any more than that. Money, women, and properties. How can we even obey someone like you if your personal servants left you, huh? A very —”
”— subjective, right? Yeah, yeah, yeah, ” nagged Hermes as he couldn't bear to hear another argument. ”C'mon, let's face the truth, boys. Y' guys won't be able to catch up with me. If you can't catch me before the dawn, you'll face deadly execution instead. It's better to work with me than those morons.”
”Kek,” Rag spits and spoke, ”Don Hermes, I appreciate your offer but we're not stupid to lay down our hands and lower our heads to someone weak, I mean, wicked like you. As one of the loyal employees, I already dedicated my life... to the clan. The clan will never throw their members straying around the town like that.”
”Wait, did you just say clan?” guessed Hermes, ”I thought you guys are some lowly bandits. Don't tell me—”
”— Yes, as you can see, we're not just an ordinary man dressed like a monetary and funeral working lads. There's a reason behind it and there's a questionable system that we need to be followed. That's why we need you alive. I don't know what to say but there's no harm if I told you about our origin. I know we look like just a rat working in this district for no good reason but there's no harm if I reveal the truth about us. To be frank, we're from — What the hell is that light?” Rag pointed his index and everyone looked above at the sky.
”What are you talking about?” Hermes noticed his shadow was getting bigger and out of curiosity, he turned around. His eyes sunk to the light and recognized it. ”— Shit! That's not an ordinary light. Everyone get the hell out of this place, now! It's an arti—”
A large explosion illuminated the whole place and destroyed the whole building with one blast. With the large impact around the surroundings, the whole place was covered with burning metals, concrete walls, and all of the crates containing explosive devices ignited and exploded like fireworks.
Amidst the c.u.mulous clouds, the moon illuminated the back of the man in a black jacket suit. He blew a cloud of smoke from his mouth before he put down his rifle. His face was covered by a shadow before the moon.
”Mission accomplished,” said the stranger with a deep voice, ”Like what you said, he's here. I did what you asked. I shot them with a tier 4 Artillery spell. Yeah, yeah, I'm totally sure. He is dead including the hunters who are pestering his life. The plan hasn't changed at all. Like what you said, it's totally according to your plan, sir. If you the prophecy is right then I guarantee to you that there's nothing to worry about — the target is dead.”