Should I Become a Villain?

Chapter 22 Defeating The Giant Scorpion
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Radmilo was regarded as an easy opponent by the smugglers. Even if the man was physically strong, he could not fight many people. That was the reason they appeared confidently. Furthermore, they frequently kill hunters who catch them smuggling items from dungeons.

"The scorpion is ours!" One of them shouted as he pointed his sword at Radmilo.

"Fine," Radmilo raised both of his hands. "But you better give me your share of the rewards. This is my generosity."

They seemed annoyed by the offer, especially since Radmilo had beaten up their crow monster's target.

"Who are you to make such an offer to us? You're worthless!"

Radmilo shook his head. "Let me see if I'm really worthless."

"So, what are your plans?"

Without answering the question, Radmilo moved his sword and drew it at the person who had asked. Everyone was taken aback. They looked confused by what had just happened. They then exchanged stares and conversed.

"H-hey, that guy is strong! I think he's in A-rank."

"A-rank?! But how?"

"Wait... That means—"

The man could not finish what he was saying because Radmilo had already beheaded him. When he killed their friend again, everyone was speechless.

"Is this some kind of joke?"

"No, it's not! He's that strong!"

"Is now a good time to speak? Let's run! We'll also be killed if we stay here."

"Shit. We need to escape now, everyone!"

The group became invisible and exited the area. They needed to find the dungeon boss and get out as soon as possible so they could report the incident to their broker.

At the same time, Radmilo snorted at their behavior. "What a bunch of cowards." pleted!]

Radmilo let out a sigh of relief. His hand instinctively reached for his neck, checking to see if he had died. Fortunately, he had not. His skin had absorbed all the poison.

"My dexterity is still the same as it was before I went back in time. I'm just not used to this body yet."

Radmilo examined his hands. There were no more of his previous life's perfect hand muscles. He needed to strengthen his body as soon as possible.

"But foremost, I must finish those losers," he said as he walked over to find the smugglers.

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