𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑𝟎: 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐆𝐮𝐧 3
Before the people of the [Elephant Union] gathered, Javier sat alone at a table, drinking tequila.
“Anything wrong?”
Javier jumped in surprise at the sudden voice.
It was Siwoo.
“Ah. . . no. Nothing. I’m just a little worried.”
Javier replied reluctantly, his face haggard from a sleepless night.
In fact, the conversation he had with Burdeos the night before kept repeating in his head.
He couldn’t tell where things had gone wrong.
He remembered the day he first met Burdeos as clearly as the conversation last night.
It was a few years ago, shortly after President Enrique’s administration began.
Enrique secretly gathered high-rankers from all over the country, declaring war on the cartels that were like a boil on Mexico and vowing to eradicate them all.
At that time, there was a world-class hunter in Mexico named Gabriel, so it was thought that if the high-rankers joined forces, they would be able to win.
That expectation was well-founded.
No matter how powerful the cartels were, they were no match for the high-rankers, and Gabriel’s strength in particular made even the cartels’ latest weapons seem like toys.
One by one, the cartels were wiped out or fled to Guatemala, El Salvador, and other countries.
Emboldened by this, the Enrique administration extended the cartel eradication operation to Ciudad Juárez, the most dangerous place in Mexico.
One day, the rankers, who were raiding the office of another organization, encountered Burdeos, the head of the Sicario, and his men.
It was clear that it was a carefully calculated trap, but none of the rankers spoke of retreat.
It was unthinkable to run away from a small cartel’s trap when victory was just around the corner.
The battle began immediately.
However, no one on the government side knew that with the exception of their leader, each and every member of the Sicario Kartel was an S-rank or higher.
The battle turned into a landslide victory for the Sicario, who had assigned their fighters to match the rankers’ strengths.
The fight between Gabriel and Burdeos in particular was close to a one-sided massacre.
Gabriel, the inspector, died burned to a crisp, and none of the other rankers survived.
The high-rankers gathered from all over Mexico were annihilated by a small cartel of less than 10 people.
It was the moment when it became certain that Mexico’s future would never be bright again.
At that time, Javier had begged for his life with his head to the ground.
He was barely able to secure his life after vowing to do whatever it took.
Javier, who had survived the disaster, reported the corruption on the government side, and has since been a spy as the leader of the [Elephant Union].
The reason why the [Elephant Union] has never been able to touch the Sicario is because Javier leaked information to Burdeos in advance.
‘𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘮 𝘐. . . 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘮 𝘐. . . .’
Javier stared blankly into space, taking a sip of tequila.
In Mexico, it was hard to find a government official or soldier who didn’t take money from the cartels.
It was only natural, since the law was far away and the guns were close.
Even among the former presidents, there were those who were elected with the influence of the cartels, so it was almost impossible to root out this collusion.
At first, Javier excused himself by saying that he was just one of them.
That’s how everyone else lived.
It was absurd to live in this country pretending to be clean.
Around the time he became immune to the deaths of his colleagues, whom he had sold out, and became accustomed to the endless drinking that he couldn’t stop, Javier first saw Siwoo in a ranking match.
Even though his rank hadn’t been determined yet, he looked down on others with a strange look in his eyes.
He couldn’t understand what this small oriental man was relying on.
His appearance, which seemed so frail that he would break if he were hit just once, was definitely not that of a strong man.
However, Siwoo devoured the tests, the Queen of the half-demons served him, and he was the first in the world to receive an SSS-rank.
Later, he heard that he was the one who had defeated Giovanni, also known as ‘Untouchable.’
‘𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘪𝘵. . . 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘌𝘯𝘳𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘔𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘪𝘸𝘰𝘰?’
What Javier felt from Siwoo was fighting spirit.
The fighting spirit that Javier had abandoned when he faced Burdeos all those years ago.
To Javier’s eyes, Siwoo’s fighting spirit shone dazzlingly and sparkled brilliantly.
He didn’t know what to do with that light, which was so blinding.
Light tends to draw people together.
The embankment of the [Elephant Union], which he had held back for so many years, seemed to be gradually collapsing under the enormous torrent of water that was Siwoo.
‘𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘐. . . .’
Javier gulped down the rest of his tequila.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
After a while, when everyone had gathered, the meeting began.
“The team will be divided into three.”
Diego of the [Elephant Union].
He continued his explanation, pointing to the pictures and maps attached to the large operation board.
“First, Team A will wait outside the cathedral with the army. They will be responsible for stopping anyone who tries to escape from the cathedral.”
Diego attached a magnet with an A written on it to the outside of the cathedral.
“Teams B and C will enter together. Team B will focus on entering the underground, and Team C will guard the people in the cathedral until Team B has fully entered.”
He moved the magnets with B and C written on them together and moved them to the drawing of the underground that was drawn next to it.
“This is a drawing of the underground based on the information that Hunter Min Siwoo obtained from interrogating the Sicario members. As you can see, there are quite a few rooms.”
He continued, moving the B and C magnets in a straight line along the underground passage.
“Team B will move while checking the rooms on the left, and Team C will move while checking the rooms on the right. Any questions?”
“What if they ambush us in the middle?”
“If they come out of the room, the tank at the forefront will block the attack, and everyone, regardless of team, will support them.”
“What if we encounter the head of the Sicario Kartel?”
Even Diego paused for a moment at that question.
Since there was so little information about the head of the Sicario, his abilities and skills were all unknown.
That was until Siwoo captured the members of the organization.
“As you all know, the name of the head is Burdeos. He has an X-shaped scar on his forehead and a tattoo of a gun and a knife on his neck. His ability is not 100% certain, but it is said to be related to electricity.”
Diego called out the names of a few of the hunters in the [Elephant Union].
“The people I just called are hunters who can fight against those with electrical abilities. If Burdeos appears, everyone else will protect the hunters I just called.”
As the operations meeting ended, the hunters talked excitedly.
They seemed to be excited at the thought that they might be able to put an end to this long civil war.
They drank bottled beer with lime and sang mariachi, a traditional Mexican music.
Siwoo looked back and forth between them and Javier, thinking about this operation again.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
━Team A is ready. Team B, Team C, please enter.
━Copy that.
The hunters, who had finished preparing to enter, responded to the radio and kicked open the door of the cathedral.
The people in the cathedral were startled and looked at their weapons with fearful eyes.
“W-What’s going on?”
The old priest on the podium shouted at them in a frightened voice.
“We would like to have a separate service, Father.”
“Wha, what?”
The priest gulped at the hunter’s words and fidgeted.
“If you don’t want to get a bullet in your head, stay still.”
Someone approached the priest and handcuffed him.
“What is this! This is a sacred space!”
“Don’t be silly. Everyone, go through the back door.”
“Copy that.”
“T-There’s nothing there!”
They opened the closet door and quickly began to descend to the basement.
As the iron door came into view, the hunters each took up their weapons in preparation for an ambush.
“In front of the iron door. . . there’s no gatekeeper.”
“This is a door that only opens with a certain amount of mana.”
“It won’t budge with just any amount of force.”
“Excuse me for a moment.”
Choi Kang-yul approached the iron door and attached a machine that looked like a cell phone to the door.
A mana generator made by Han Tae-chi.
Rumble!!
About a minute later, a heavy sound came from the iron door and it opened.
The hunters of the [Elephant Union] exchanged glances and rushed inside at the same time.
“Team A, we’re inside. We’ll carry out the operation.”
━Roger that. Be careful.
They entered the Sicario’s hideout with their mana raised and opened the doors wide.
Soon after, Diego, who was leading Team B, sighed and sent a radio message.
“Team A. There’s no one inside. It seems like. . . the information was leaked.”
━Damn it. . . Roger that.
The hunters went up to the ground, looking disappointed.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
Javier headed to the [Elephant Union] dungeon.
In the dark, two half-conscious people were tied up, along with the pungent smell of mold.
He approached the tied-up people.
The men who had always carried out cruel acts under Burdeos’ orders were now lying like invalids, drooling.
‘𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩?’
Siwoo had accomplished in a single day what he had failed to achieve in a lifetime of effort.
He couldn’t help but sigh in despair.
He resented himself for not being as strong as Siwoo, and he cursed the past that had led him to this situation.
Javier’s trembling hand reached out to them.
“Why? Are you going to let them go?”
At that moment, a voice shot out like a spike from the darkness.
Javier was startled and looked around the prison.
He saw Siwoo sitting on a chair that had been brought to the back wall of the prison, looking at him calmly.
“How. . . Didn’t you go to the Sicario Kartel annihilation operation?”
“Since they’re all going to run away anyway, what’s the point of going there?”
Siwoo replied calmly.
“R-Ran away. . . How do you know that?”
“Because you must have told Burdeos.”
He didn’t explain further.
Javier’s face turned pale at the answer that was sharper than a spike.
“Then. . . Then what do you want me to do! He’s several times stronger than me! To me. . . To me. . .!”
“Have you fought him?”
“What. . . ?”
“I asked if you’ve fought him.”
Javier was momentarily speechless and unable to answer.
“That. . . I don’t need to fight him to know. If I had attacked him, I wouldn’t be here.”
“Is that so? That’s a pity.”
“You. . . Why are you fighting that monster? And you even said you wouldn’t take a penny from the president? Why! Why risk your life like this!”
Javier asked in a voice that was close to a scream.
In fact, these were the words he had wanted to ask Siwoo from the beginning.
His own actions, which were all about extending his begged-for life by doing all sorts of dirty things, seemed so different from the figure of Siwoo, who risked his life for nothing.
“Me? I’ve never risked my life.”
“No. . . You’re risking your life right now. . . You’re trying to fight.”
“Why would I risk my life for someone else’s business?”
“What. . . ?”
Siwoo chuckled and replied as if it were obvious.
“I’m way stronger than him. It’s not me who should be risking my life, it’s that bastard.”
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