Although a Villain, My Wish is World Peace

The dark web is not an ordinary community.

Any awakened criminal or villain could join this place, and even famous and noble villains were all registered here.

To be precise, the dark web had recruited those villains.

This is how ‘Butcher’ Park Sang-pyeon, who seemed far removed from things like the internet, came to know about the dark web.

As soon as his name rose to the Top, the dark web invited him with a grand congratulatory gift.

Since then, Park Sang-pyeon would occasionally check the dark web with the device they had given him when he was bored.

It became a kind of pleasure to see the posts that came up when he searched his name.

Recently, a rookie kept popping up on this dark web.

At first, Park Sang-pyeon didn’t pay much attention to the appearance of this new name.

It was typical for this dark web community to get excited when a new villain appeared.

Even if there were presumptuous posts linking him with those guys, well, he didn’t get too angry. He did mince those he met that day about twice as finely as usual, but it was tolerable.

But after this incident, they crossed the line.

“These bastards say they deserve to be in the Top? Without even knowing what kind of guys they are, what? They say they could easily beat someone like me?”

Raiding the auction house full of Korea’s top hunters was certainly an impressive feat, but it was still just petty theft. In fact, no one was hurt or killed there.

The next place Weltschmerz appeared was a research laboratory. The intelligence to pinpoint the location of a lab creating modified humans might be impressive, but again, what they faced there were just ordinary civilians.

And this recent incident. Even though a 7-Circle hunter was involved, in the end, they didn’t fight and defeat him, they just ran off with the spoils from the monster he caught. It was just petty theft again.

But on the dark web, they were saying these guys were better than the Butcher Park Sang-pyeon.

Thud, the desk, unable to withstand Park Sang-pyeon’s temper, completely shattered.

Other members of the Top pretended not to care about the dark web, acting aloof, but Park Sang-pyeon was different.

His only achievement was rising to this Top.

He couldn’t forgive anyone who tarnished this achievement, no matter who they were. He knew even this tendency of his was being mocked, but it still made him feel terrible.

“Fine, fine. I’ve been laying low recently. Not befitting the name of Butcher, I’ve been too quiet.”

It was true that Park Sang-pyeon had been restraining himself recently, uncharacteristic of his Butcher name. But it wasn’t because he had lost face, as others mistakenly thought.

“Kuhehe.”

Park Sang-pyeon smiled ominously as he looked at the sword he was holding.

In the Gate where he had backstabbed and robbed hunters last time, Park Sang-pyeon had obtained an unexpected artifact.

“It just took time to master this sword.”

Mana flowed from the sword itself. When he gripped the handle, the mana from the sword immediately pierced into his body. And that mana gave tremendous power in exchange for drilling into his mind.

In fact, a few young guys who grabbed this sword went mad and rampaged. They had been devoured by the sword.

Park Sang-pyeon had watched this scene closely. After all, he was the one who had made those young ones grab the sword.

Park Sang-pyeon had almost been devoured by this sword a few times. But in the end, he succeeded in dominating this sword and placing it under his control.

“Please, please.”

Park Sang-pyeon turned his head at the voice flowing in from the front. It was a plea that broke his mood.

“Can’t you let me go now? I won’t tell anyone, anyone about what happened here!”

Park Sang-pyeon laughed at the man’s words.

“Kuhaha, why? Why won’t you tell? Did I say to keep your mouth shut?”

“W-well, that…”

The man desperately rolled his eyes.

Park Sang-pyeon had sacrificed over fifteen hunters to figure out how to handle the sword. He watched five go mad after grabbing the sword, and killed the other ten by wielding the sword himself.

It had been a fairly well-known raid team, but now only he remained alive.

Isn’t it natural to dislike such things being known? But the person in front of him was far from ordinary.

The man hastily opened his mouth.

“T-then I will tell everyone! How great you are, Butcher-nim! H-how amazing you were!”

A smile crept onto Park Sang-pyeon’s face at the man’s words. Had he finally found the right answer? Hope began to swirl in the man’s eyes, as if a path to survival had finally opened.

“Good, good. Everyone will know. How amazing this Butcher has become. So amazing that those Weltschmerz bastards can’t even compare!”

Park Sang-pyeon picked up the sword. Red veins began to bulge on his right hand holding the sword. It was because he was forcibly blocking the ominous energy flowing from the sword.

This was the method Park Sang-pyeon had found to control this sword.

A red aura swirled on the blade.

“Hehe.”

The more he gripped the sword, the more elated he felt. It was as if he had become the strongest person in this world.

No, it wasn’t just feeling like he had become strong, he had really become strong.

The Butcher believed in his skills. As the name Butcher suggests, he had cut down countless people until now.

And now he had obtained this incredible artifact.

“This sword is truly amazing. Did you see how flames spread from even the smallest wound? Even the tiniest cut, death is certain the moment you’re slashed!”

Terror spread across the face of the hunter who had seen this up close.

“Y-yes.”

From the moment Park Sang-pyeon raised the sword, uneasiness began to grow in a corner of his heart.

“Aaaagh!”

The hunter’s body immediately began to burn. The flames that rose from the sword burned his body fiercely and disappeared.

This happens even with just the slightest cut.

No one could block these flames.

“You don’t need to spread rumors for me. Soon, everyone will know about Park Sang-pyeon.”

Those who mocked him and looked down on him.

Park Sang-pyeon’s eyes turned red.

“Well, shall I go show off my skills after a long time?”

The Butcher said that as he slowly moved his steps.

* * *

Do Chae-hee closed her eyes.

Suddenly, she remembered when she had just joined the awakened criminal task force. Back then, Do Chae-hee was recklessly rushing into scenes, deserving the nickname ‘bulldozer’.

That day was no exception.

[◇◎-dong bank robbery incident! Backup needed! The enemy… Aaagh!]

As soon as she heard the radio call, Do Chae-hee rushed to the scene. Entering the scene, Do Chae-hee immediately raised her pistol loaded with special bullets.

Her talent was shooting.

It was an absolute talent that could hit anything she ‘sent out’ to what she ‘recognized’ with her eyes, anything visible to her.

And she also had the talent of an eagle’s eye that could see through anything.

As soon as she entered the bank, she fired her gun indiscriminately. There was no need to aim.

The bullets Do Chae-hee fired never missed.

In this way, the three villains who had raided the bank were subdued in an instant.

“Thank you!”

“Oh, thanks to you we survived.”

The words of gratitude she heard then kept her moving.

But somehow, those words of thanks had become as faint as if from a past life.

When was it that she stopped ‘working in the field’ as her achievements piled up?

When she unwillingly entered the political arena.

Her reverie ended here.

Do Chae-hee opened her eyes again.

Anyway, doesn’t she have an enemy to take care of now?

Weltschmerz!

The name came not from domestic news but from some foreign article in Australia. Soon after that article broke, foreign media began to report the name Weltschmerz all at once.

They say they fooled the American hunter Taika Cooper.

“Ha, so they were roaming abroad.”

While they hadn’t shown a hair domestically, they went abroad. There, they achieved something quite remarkable. They fleeced a 7-Circle hunter, expected to easily become 8-Circle in the future.

She knew from when they robbed the auction, but they seemed to have a knack for thievery.

Two mana stones.

“What on earth are they planning to do with those?”

Anyway, that’s not the important thing. The important thing is that there’s a record of their entry into that country, Australia.

After finding out that Weltschmerz had appeared there, Do Chae-hee was able to contact people at the Australian site and receive detailed information.

The number of Weltschmerz members identified at the scene was three in total.

The identities they used were as follows:

Lee Seung-joon, 23 years old, B-rank hunter

Choi Se-jin, 25 years old, B-rank hunter

Oh Hye-seong, 19 years old, B-rank hunter

Do Chae-hee bit her lip when she saw a familiar face there.

They may have used aliases, but the faces were the same.

While the faces of the other two were unfamiliar, she could recognize this Oh Hye-seong child at once.

‘Han Seo-hyeon.’

Should she put out a nationwide public search warrant?

But he’s still only 17. A young age. Moreover, there was no evidence that he was directly involved in murder. Of course, the very fact that he was with Weltschmerz was already irrefutable evidence of crime, but he was still a young child. There was the highest possibility that he was just being dragged along by this Weltschmerz guy without knowing anything.

If she issued a public search warrant, Han Seo-hyeon’s life would be over. Everyone would know Han Seo-hyeon as a criminal, and he would never be able to return to a normal life.

If Han Seo-hyeon was wandering, unable to find his way on a narrow bridge, this would be like breaking that bridge and pushing him off a cliff.

He was already a child who had lost the brother he loved.

She didn’t want to push that child to a place where he had nowhere to return.

For now, for now it’s still okay.

There was still room to turn back. With this thought, Do Chae-hee put off thinking about Han Seo-hyeon.

It was unlike her to cover up crimes like this, but she wanted to give Han Seo-hyeon one last chance.

And the other two people.

The person named Choi Se-jin had his face so covered up in the ID photo that it was unclear if it had any meaning, but the man named Lee Seung-joon was certainly identifiable.

Is this the leader of Weltschmerz?

No matter how you looked at it, it was the face of an utterly ordinary person.

But Do Chae-hee engraved that man’s face in her eyes.

Glaring at that photo, Do Chae-hee inwardly vowed.

That someday she would rescue Han Seo-hyeon from him.

And that she would uncover what had happened to those ten children and expose his crimes.

As she was gritting her teeth and glaring at the photo for a long time, a loud siren sound rang out. As Do Chae-hee raised her head wondering what was going on, someone approached and said:

“It’s an emergency.”

“What’s happening?”

“The Butcher.”

Do Chae-hee blinked at that unexpected name. But at the words that followed, a murderous aura swirled on Do Chae-hee’s face.

“That crazy bastard has massacred an entire village.”

It was no time to worry about Weltschmerz.

A major incident had occurred.