The Extra Prince Sets Out To Conquer The World

As afternoon approached, the rain wetting the back alleys gradually intensified.

However, compared to yesterday’s storm, it was just a passing shower.

Amidst the quietness of the city being drenched by rain, the underworld in the western part of the city was full of untimely commotion.

“What the hell is going on!”

The muscular man with a sledgehammer slung over his shoulder shouted in anger at the scene unfolding in the tavern he used as a hideout.

In the short time he went to take care of some business, the floor was drenched with blood shed by dozens of people, and tables and all sorts of items were shattered.

Frowning fiercely and emitting a murderous aura, he grabbed the collar of the bartender who was wrapping the injured Hammer Faction punks with yellow bandages and lifted him up.

“Explain properly what happened! Which bastards messed with us?”

The leader of the Hammer Faction had no idea who had reduced his subordinates to this state.

If there were other organizations remaining in this territory, that would be one thing.

However, after he disbanded his original organization and entered the Black Mamba Family with his head bowed, it was fair to say that the Black Mamba Family had unified the underworld organizations in the area.

Revenge from the remnants for the collapse of the organization? What a ridiculous notion.

If they had such loyalty and allegiance, they wouldn’t have been living in the back alleys in the first place.

Submitting like dogs in the face of power and stabbing in the back when showing a weakness was the nature of the underworld.

Among them, there were extremely rare ones who had such loyalty.

However, such individuals were usually betrayed and killed before they could even form a force, became cripples and left the underworld, or abandoned their loyalty and survived.

“Ack! Ack! Br-Breath…!”

As the bartender, whose neck was being strangled, couldn’t speak while coughing, the leader of the Hammer Faction loosened his grip on the collar.

“Cough! Huff! Huff! Th-Those guys wearing old man masks suddenly barged in and a-attacked with hatchets.”

Old man masks were common masks mainly used in southern regional plays, so it was entirely possible for the attackers to be wearing them.

The point of attention was not the masks.

“Hatchets?”

At the question from the Hammer Faction leader, the bartender nodded vigorously.

“Y-Yes, th-that’s right!”

“Were there any other characteristics of those guys besides the masks?”

“Well…”

The bartender hesitated while rolling his eyes hard.

Seeing him anxiously acting like someone who had seen something he shouldn’t have, the leader of the Hammer Faction stomped on the bartender’s leg.

Crunch!

“Aargh!”

The bartender screamed at the sound of his leg breaking.

“Look straight into my eyes. What did you see? If you don’t speak properly, you’ll live the rest of your life as a cripple.”

At the murderous threat, the bartender trembled while holding back tears even in pain.

“I-I saw a t-tattoo.”

“Tattoo?”

“Yes, it was a tattoo of a snake with its mouth open facing forward.”

Snake tattoo.

Before they unified the underworld, there were about five organizations in this territory that used snake tattoos.

However, there was only one organization that had a tattoo of a snake with its mouth open facing forward.

Black Cobra, the predecessor of the Black Mamba Family before absorbing the Hammer Faction and the Cleaver Faction.

“Are you staking your life on the truth of those words?”

The Black Mamba Family mostly tattooed over their previous organization’s tattoos as a pledge of submission and loyalty.

However, among those who originally followed Boss Nodreu, the executives did not do so, and Boss Nodreu allowed it.

After all, they were the boss’ solid base of support.

“I-It’s the truth! Although covered by clothes, it showed slightly while fighting, and the others saw it too!”

At those words, when he turned his gaze, the members who were still barely conscious nodded their heads.

They had also definitely confirmed the snake tattoo while fighting.

The leader of the Hammer Faction gnashed his teeth in anger.

“Gnash!”

The subordinates who returned with him felt the same way.

“Unforgivable!”

“We need to kill all those bastards!”

The leader of the Hammer Faction, who stopped his subordinates who were about to rush out with hammers and knives, fell into thought for a moment.

Now that the back alleys of the territory were unified, was Boss Nodreu trying to purge him like a hunting dog being boiled after the hunt was over?

No, if that were the case, he would have personally dealt with him in a secluded place so that the subordinates could be properly absorbed.

Since they had already become subordinates, there was no point in rampaging and revolting like this, it would only be harming themselves.

Then, was it an act committed by Nodreu’s right-hand man and the leader of the Hatchet Faction alone?

That was also strange.

The leader of the Hatchet Faction was unpleasant, but he wasn’t someone who would move so stupidly.

Moreover, assassins moved in small elite groups, didn’t they?

“Did those guys not blabber about anything?”

It would be good to have even a small hint.

At the question from the leader of the Hammer Faction, the bartender tried his best to recall the events that had just occurred.

“Ah…! They said to open your eyes properly and not carelessly wag your tongue. If you do something stupid one more time, they’ll really cut off your neck!”

“What the hell, you bastard!”

“Eek!”

One of the subordinates glared at the bartender as if he was going to beat him to death at his words and raised his fist.

The faction leader raised his hand to stop him and thought.

“Something stupid…?”

The moment he looked back on the things he had done, he felt his heart sink.

The reason Boss Nodreu of the Black Mamba Family was able to unify the underworld of the territory was because he joined hands with black mages.

Wasn’t Frost, who had cut off the heads of the hostile organization bosses, a monster he had come to know through the introduction of black mages?

That’s why he, the leader of the Hammer Faction, had also secretly tried to make contact with black mages.

He promised to give more than what Boss Nodreu could offer, and if necessary, he would supply more than twice the number of sacrifices to be offered to demons.

Of course, if Nodreu had known, he would have split his head even if an internal revolt occurred.

Because power was absolute in the underworld.

Having organized his thoughts, he was convinced.

The leader of the Hatchet Faction and some executives suspected his betrayal, and Nodreu didn’t know yet.

Perhaps an action-oriented executive had rushed in and attacked without concrete evidence.

It was common for those who used their fists in the back alleys to be thoughtless and quick-tempered.

Having reached that point in his thoughts, he picked up his sledgehammer.

“From now on, we’ll make the Hatchet bastards pay the price in blood.”

“Ooh~!”

At the faction leader’s words, the subordinates were furious and cheered while picking up their respective weapons.

They expressed pride, saying that their boss was a true boss who thought of his younger brothers.

However, the leader of the Hammer Faction didn’t step up for the sake of his subordinates.

If the Hatchet Faction guys suspected that he was trying to stab them in the back, he had to move first even to survive.

Loyalty was a luxury for punk bastards.

******

“Hmm~! Very nice!”

I wiped the blood off my mask and watched the underworld revolt unfolding in the distance.

As expected, among fight spectacles, gang fights have both the taste and fun of watching.

Just as the Hatchet Faction’s power was dispersed while moving to take revenge on the Cleaver Faction, the leader of the Hammer Faction raided the Hatchet Faction’s hideout.

-Waaah~! Kill them all!

-It’s blood revenge!

-Wh-What?! It’s the Hammer Faction!

-The Hammer Faction must have joined hands with the Cleaver guys!

The voices of the punks I heard through Navi’s power were filled with anger and bewilderment.

The Hammer Faction swung their hammers, pouring in the resentment of being subtly discriminated against.

The Hatchet Faction struggled against the sudden ambush, but since the majority of their core forces had gone to attack the Cleaver Faction, they had no choice but to be helplessly beaten.

Vermilion clicked his tongue at the video footage shown by Eunha.

“Wow, this actually works?”

Vermilion seemed to have thought it wouldn’t work out well, even though he had followed the strategy I devised.

“Of course it works. Considering the level at which punk bastards think, how could it not work?”

“Usually, when you suddenly attack while showing tattoos like this, don’t they think it’s an external enemy in disguise?”

It was a seemingly valid point.

If there were external enemies remaining, that is.

According to Yard’s investigation, it was fair to say that this territory had fallen into the hands of the Black Mamba Family.

“I led them to not think that way.”

It wasn’t difficult to guide their thoughts.

Considering the overall scale of the underworld in the territory and the size of the Black Mamba Family, I concluded that they absolutely could not unify the underworld with their power alone.

Therefore, it meant that the Black Mamba Family had borrowed external power.

If they were unified by external power and the factions were divided, it was obvious that they would try to join hands with that external force and stab each other in the back.

Since the back alleys of the territory were already unified, if they just toppled Boss Nodreu, they could swallow everything in one gulp.

The external force was probably demon worshippers, and judging from the circumstances, it seemed that Vermilion’s father, Frost, was also involved.

Let’s keep this fact a secret from Vermilion for now.

“It’s not even a task to make them fall into mutual suspicion.”

How foolish they are to move on their own when their desires and anxieties are stimulated.

Whether humans or beasts, it was too easy to manipulate them if you knew what they wanted.

“Even so, they have no faith in their comrades to that extent?”

Seeing Vermilion looking at me as if he couldn’t understand, I smirked.

“That’s why they can’t trust their comrades even more. That’s why they are punk scoundrels, not knights.”

If they were enemies, they could have been definitely trusted.

They could be certain that enemies would definitely attack and harm them, but with comrades, they might stab you in the back at any time while pretending to be together.

The back alley underworld was a world governed only by petty greed.

That’s why it was easy to exploit them, and that’s what I liked about them.

“Oh, the Cleaver Faction is starting to run away.”

In the tavern used as the Cleaver Faction’s hideout shown by Eunha, the Hatchet Faction’s elites killed three of the Cleaver Faction’s core executives and started chasing them.

I was watching with fascination when paper birds flew in from the sky at different times and from different directions.

“What’s that? Magic?”

“Oh, letters sent by my friends.”

I answered vaguely and checked the letters.

-Yuan, I think the situation is more serious than we thought. The entire city might be a single black magic ritual site. We need to find the center of the ritual as soon as possible, so I don’t think I’ll be able to return to the inn tonight. I will report the situation periodically.

From Jade.

-My Lord, I’m not sure if you received communication from Sir Jade, but the situation seems dire. I will finish installing your “insurance” as quickly as possible, although I don’t know if time will allow. I will report the situation periodically.

Sent by Abasael.

Oh my, they already figured it out?

As expected of the protagonist, he’s incredibly capable.

I wrote “OK” on the back of the paper and made paper birds again to send them off.

While I was sending off the paper birds, Vermilion closely watched the screen displayed by Eunha and asked,

“But even if they fight like this now, won’t they notice something strange before long?”

I nodded at those words. Tattoos could be manipulated as much as needed, so one of them could find something strange.

“It’s fine. Before they notice something strange, we need to keep adding fuel to the fire. That’s why I sent Precia and Gilbert to make preparations, right?”

Speak of the devil, Precia and Gilbert came dragging unconscious and subdued punks on the ground.

“We’re back.”

“Yeah, good work. You captured them well as I told you.”

The punks who were caught amidst the commotion without anyone knowing were mixed regardless of the three factions.

Vermilion asked me with puzzled eyes.

“They’re all notorious for being vicious. Why these guys? To kill them and hang them up?”

“My goodness, how can you say such a terrible thing? I’m a good citizen who values human life.”

As expected of the future Sword Demon Vermilion. He sure thinks of such inhumane ideas.

“I’ll use these guys like this.”

I transformed into one of the lying punks using Eunha’s power.

“If the problem is covering the face, then we don’t need to cover it, right?”

When I summoned Eunha, I said this.

The light spirit is a useful spirit for playing tricks.

Yay~! It’s a fun party time!