I Became the Patron of Villains (Novel) - Chapter 77 - The Pirate King of Laxas (4)

Chapter 77 – The Pirate King of Laxas (4)

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Translated by Jinmu

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Among the pirates of the Seven Isles, there was no one who did not know the name of Radan.

The man who had united all the pirates except one and earned the epithet pirate king.

The man who had sunk more than fifty pirate ships by himself, destroyed one of the strongest pirate crews in the Seven Isles, Black Teeth, and gained the title Sea King.

That meant there was no one who did not know the rumors about him either.

That he tore pirate captains apart with his bare hands and slaughtered pirates with a smile full of madness like an evil spirit, earning the epithet fiend.

That he was an evil man who killed as easily as breathing whenever it suited his interest, as though he embodied the phrase above heaven and below heaven, I alone am honored.

So.

“…Big brother?”

The words that came from Radan’s mouth were enough to draw every eye.

The pirates who always stayed beside Radan.

The workers on the merchant ship who knew the rumors about him.

Even Penia, who had looked anxious only moments earlier, all looked toward Alon.

And when Alon, who had been staring for a while at the man with white hair and white eyes.

“…Radan?”

Opened his mouth.

A smile had already appeared on Radan’s lips.

“No, big brother, what are you doing here?”

At Radan, who naturally called him big brother, the pirates who had been staring blankly at the scene were horrified all at once.

Among them, Drake, one of Radan’s subordinates who had stayed at his side since the day Radan first dealt with the first pirate in the Seven Isles, looked as though his eyes might pop out.

Because he had never once seen Radan treat anyone with such familiarity.

What in the world is this?

Before he could even clear away his confusion, he saw Radan immediately swing his trident and cut Alon’s ropes.

Penia likewise could not properly understand how in the world this situation was unfolding.

Because she too knew the rumors about that man well.

Just what is that person…?

Seeing that Alon was even acquainted with Radan, the walking calamity of Laxas, Penia was reminded once more that he was no ordinary person.

And as for Alon himself.

That is really Radan?

He was currently very shocked.

Of course, based on what Evan had told him before, after seeing the white hair and white eyes he had thought the man might be Radan.

But honestly, he had not expected it all to really be true.

Unlike the other Great Sins, Radan was a character who never had an illustration in his normal state.

In the first place, after becoming one of the Great Sins, beyond the somewhat unusual traits of white hair and white eyes, the only illustrations Alon remembered were of a grotesque monster.

“I was on my way to Laxas because I had business there.”

“If you were coming, you should have sent word. I was thinking I might meet you if I got the chance anyway, but I did not expect to run into you like this. First, come with me. Ah, Uncle Evan, it has been a while.”

“…It has been a while.”

While exchanging light greetings with him in pleased surprise, Alon watched Radan lightly raise a hand even toward Evan, who was standing there with a pale face.

“Everyone around here is with you, right, big brother?”

“That is right.”

The moment Alon finished answering, Radan immediately moved his trident and cut Penia’s and Pellin’s ropes.

“Let us go.”

He smiled and moved to guide Alon, but then.

“Ah.”

As though he had suddenly realized something, he turned his gaze and looked at the captain, who still wore a face that said he could not believe this situation.

“Come to think of it, what was it you said?”

Radan’s low murmur.

“…Something about selling big brother?”

Not loud, not quiet.

At Radan’s clearly heard words, the captain finally seemed to realize what he had done.

“Ah.”

He let out a low gasp.

His face instantly dyed with terror and he tried to say something, but unfortunately his words did not continue.

At the very moment his lips moved to speak.

Thrust!

Radan’s trident was already lodged in his throat.

“Ah-?”

The captain stared at the trident buried in his own neck in disbelief, then coughed blood.

“Kuh-!”

The trident was dyed red.

Only then did the captain try to grab it with trembling hands, but.

Radan, the very one who had thrust the weapon through his throat, still wore the same smile he had shown Alon.

And yet.

Slash!

With chilling killing intent gleaming in his eyes, he cleanly finished cutting through the captain’s neck.

With a thud, the captain’s body fell straight to the deck.

“Let us go, big brother.”

With blood on both his armor and his face, Radan smiled and spoke.

And.

Though he had seen a fair number of deaths before, after witnessing the chilling killing intent that gleamed in Radan’s eyes, Alon.

Has he already awakened as one of the Great Sins?

Remembered that Radan was one of the Great Sins and, beneath his blank face, showed a slightly guarded expression.

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Alon ended up leaving the merchant ship that had been heading toward Laxas and turning his destination toward the Seven Isles.

And in only half a day, he was able to arrive in the domain of the Seven Isles ruled by Radan.

“I-I lived.”

After changing ships and crawling around the deck as though he were dying, Evan looked blissful the instant he stepped onto land.

“So this is the Seven Isles….”

Penia muttered without realizing it the moment they arrived on the great island ruled by Radan, while Pellin let out a tiny exclamation beside her.

Even Alon, the moment he arrived on the island, could not help but let out a small sound of admiration.

Because the city currently before his eyes looked less like a pirate city and more like a carefully organized domain.

Not merely a domain, but one that looked as though it had been designed with obsessive planning.

“…”

The entire island stood in measured straight lines, and though the houses differed in size and appearance, every angle matched perfectly.

This island could not have originally looked like this. Did he make it this way because of some obsession with cleanliness?

Alon was thinking of the severe sort of fastidiousness Radan had in this regard, when.

“Come in, big brother.”

They arrived at Radan’s mansion built on the island.

Just like the outside of the island, the entire arrangement was perfectly mirrored left and right, as though everything had been aligned by hand.

While letting his companions rest, Alon talked with Radan and learned one piece of information.

“So that merchant ship was not actually heading for Laxas?”

“That is right. It was a ship going to Sea Wolf’s side.”

“Sea Wolf, as in the Seven Isles?”

“Yes.”

“…Then we were cheated?”

“That is right. In the first place, the reason I went there was to cut off that bastard’s supply line.”

Radan shrugged.

“Was that a supply line?”

“Yes. More precisely, human flesh.”

“…What?”

“Human flesh.”

At those words, Alon frowned.

No matter how dark the setting of Psychedelia was, human flesh was still taboo, and he too detested it.

And because the moment he heard those words, one keyword came to mind.

“Does Sea Wolf have some connection to merfolk?”

At Alon’s question, Radan nodded in slight surprise and told him about it.

After listening for a while, Alon was able to neatly organize the situation.

“So around the time you were swallowing up the Seven Isles, Sea Wolf came out leading merfolk and began fighting you.”

“That is right, big brother. I have no idea how they are controlling those monsters, though.”

At Radan’s nod, Alon felt a headache coming on without realizing it.

Because although he did not yet know exactly how they were connected, the moment merfolk and human flesh came together, one word naturally surfaced in his mind.

An Outer God.

Because he knew that if merfolk were seeking human flesh, it meant they were trying to summon an Outer God, he asked directly.

“…Are you planning to deal with Sea Wolf?”

“Of course. It is a chance for revenge that you personally gave me, big brother. Now that I have cut off the supply line, I plan to finish things in three days.”

“…?”

I did? When? Alon thought.

But deciding that it would not be wise to ask right now, he continued.

“…May I come along as well?”

“You, big brother?”

“…I have something I want to ask that pirate leader. Is that possible?”

Merfolk had already appeared, but if there was still time to stop them from offering human flesh, then the Outer God might yet fail to manifest.

For Alon, who still needed to awaken artifacts in Laxas and then find the mermaid so he could descend to the Deep Sea, a chance to prevent an Outer God in advance was extremely important.

If the merfolk succeeded in summoning one, then Laxas was effectively doomed, and the Seven Isles would not escape that fate either.

In other words, in order to do what needed to be done quickly, and for Radan’s safety as well, Alon judged it would be best to deal with the merfolk.

Unlike the others, he had gone a little astray and become a pirate, but Alon still held something like a parental heart toward him.

So.

“As long as I am the one who takes the leader’s head, I have no objection, big brother.”

With Radan’s agreement, they continued talking for some time.

As a result, Alon learned one positive fact about Radan.

“Come on, big brother. No matter how much I like going wild, I do not kill people just because I feel annoyed.”

“…Is that so?”

“Of course. All of that only happened because the circumstances were what they were. Even the one I killed this time, if he had not brought up big brother, I would not have touched him.”

“…I heard you even have the epithet fiend.”

“Well, that part is true, but that is only when I am killing pirates. It is only now that I can finally take revenge.”

That was that Radan was much more normal than either his notoriety or Alon’s first impression had suggested.

Seeing him smile broadly and speak, Alon let out a quiet breath of relief.

I was worried that if he had become a complete personality wreck, all the support I gave him would have been for nothing.

To tell the truth, when he had first boarded Radan’s ship and heard further rumors from Penia, Alon had seriously worried that Radan had become the sort of man worthy of becoming one of the Great Sins.

But the rumors seemed exaggerated to some degree.

…Being a pirate was not a good thing, and what Radan had shown today had been a little psychopathic, but even so, Alon judged that much understandable.

The other Great Sins had all seemed basically normal too, while still having one or two places where they were broken in strange ways.

While remembering that.

“But big brother, you feel a little ordinary, unexpectedly.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“It is just that people change a lot after meeting you. So I was curious. I even wondered if you used hypnosis magic or something-”

“…Hypnosis magic?”

“Not literally, of course. I just mean they change that much.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. That is how it seems.”

After chatting like that for a while, Alon eventually changed the topic.

“Radan, can you go to Laxas?”

“You intend to stop by Laxas?”

“Yes. I have a little business there.”

“What kind of business, big brother?”

“There is someone I need to meet.”

As he said that, Alon thought of one man.

Appraiser Alexion.

Unlike the artifacts in labyrinths, the ring he had obtained from Heinkel and the relic he had gotten from Colony’s treasury were special.

So when Alon thought of the special appraiser needed to appraise them, his expression beneath his blank face turned sour.

In truth, it was because he had come all the way here to meet him, but Appraiser Alexion was not someone he particularly wanted to meet.

Because his personality was extremely violent and unbearable.

Even while playing the game, he had been infamous among players, because the man one could meet in the slums of Laxas set his prices however he pleased depending on whether he felt good or bad.

And his rude lines of dialogue that appeared with every click naturally made one want to choke him.

Still, aside from Appraiser Alexion, most relic appraisers were nothing more than special merchants one could encounter only by pure luck in labyrinths or dungeons, and that was why Alon had come all the way to Laxas.

Thinking of the game makes me angry, but there is no helping it. Even if he swears at me a bit, I will just have to put up with it.

So.

“Who is this person you need to meet, big brother?”

“Appraiser Alexion.”

“If you meet that person, that is enough?”

“That is right. So I would like to go to Laxas for a bit.”

After Alon explained, Radan remained silent for a while, making a low sound of thought.

“Understood. Get some rest, big brother.”

“…?”

That was what he said.

The answer felt strange, but in any case Radan urged him to go rest first, so Alon went to sleep.

And the next day.

“Big brother. I brought him.”

“?”

Alon could see Appraiser Alexion trembling like a poplar leaf at Radan’s left side, while Radan wore an innocent smile.

“P-please spare me. Please…!”

Though he was a middle-aged man, Alexion tearfully begged, as though his vicious personality had vanished somewhere.

“Hey, did I kidnap you? I brought you here politely.”

“Th-that is right. He brought me politely. Truly…!”

“Then why are you trembling?”

“…Hhk.”

And looking at Alexion holding his breath at a single word from Radan, Alon lost the will to speak.

He is not becoming one of the Great Sins already… right?

The suspicion that had calmed down yesterday quietly raised its head again in his mind.