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I Became a Mafia in the Academy-Chapter 145
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Chapter 145
The subsequent processing of Jeju Island proceeded quickly with the arrival of members of the Corleone Family.
The remnants of the Junk Town were dealt with, and the tangerine farms where new drugs were being made from haunted tangerine trees were cleared. And then there was the rough and tumble of organizing across Jeju Island.
It was all done in less than a day.
βSo youβre going back now?β
At the small dock that I used to enter Jeju Island we talked as we watched Fafnirβs body being loaded onto a large boat.
βI guess I should. I have a lot of work to do when I get back.β
βBy the way, you said you were the Little Boss of Corleone, so I suppose weβll see each other again sooner or later?β
βProbably.β
Since this was my initiative, of course my father would want to let me go.
Heβs a man who likes to keep things fair and square when it comes to family matters.
βIβve learned a lot from you and Iβm sure youβll be able to reach higher levels in your aura!β
βββ Certainly!!!βββ
Nodding as I watched the departure of the slightly overzealous but familiar members of the Blue Moon Workshop, I extended my hand to Yoon Kwangsoo and said.
βIβll see you later for the equipment, right?β
βYes. Iβll come and see you then, master.β
βOkay. See you soon.β
And finally, I look at the children of Halla Cathedral who are looking this way.
βBig brother, are you going?β
βBrother, are you going back to the mainland?β
βAre you coming back?β
Some of the children are crying or looking wistful, as if they realize Iβm leaving.
And among them was Jeanne, who was looking at me with a more determined expression than anyone else.
βBig brother, Iβll see you again, right?β
She was holding it together but I could see the corners of her eyes fluttering.
βYes, I will see you again, so listen to the bishop and Sister Marie over there, and Iβll check on you later.β
I stroke Jeanneβs head, which sheβs grown accustomed to by now, and as I speak, one by one the children run to me, clinging to my legs and waist.
βThank you, big brother!β
βBye, big brother!β
βTell us a different story next time you come!β
To them, itβs only been a day.
I didnβt realize that I had grown attached to them.
βOkay, next time Iβll tell you the story of Father Andersen, the Devil Butcher.β
βWhat?β
All of the childrenβs faces stiffened.
β¦β¦Is it because theyβre so excited?
βYes, Master. They say weβre ready to go.β
Just then, I hear the voice of a gang member from behind.
Apparently, they had already loaded Fafnirβs corpse and the items from his Rares.
βAh. You go ahead, Iβll be right behind you.β
βYes, sir.β
It was time to leave Jeju Island.
With everyone looking at me, I felt embarrassed to say anything particularly emotional, so I put on my natural smile and said what I normally say to friends.
βSee you later.β
Because obviously it wouldnβt be long. π―π§πππππ«ππΈπ«ππ‘.πππ’
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βThis isβ¦β¦ reallyβ¦β¦ amazing.β
Corleoneβs mansion.
There was Fafnirβs corpse lying in a heap in the middle of the garden, and a group of men looking at it with interest. fre ewebn ovel
βYou mean Eugene caught this?β
βYes. There was the bishop at the Halla Cathedral who uses Ascalon, and he and the boy worked together to capture it.β
βThereβs a little bit of rawness on the outsideβ¦β¦but no major outward wounds, so I donβt understand how they caught it.β
Father and another man look back and forth in disbelief at Fafnirβs strangely unharmed appearance.
The manβs name is Kowalnose Garcia.
He was the boss of the Hunterβs Guild and the family in charge of disposing of monster materials in Korea, one of the few experts on dismantling monsters, and the technician who had been called in to dismantle the dragon.
βThank you for coming all this way Kowalnose.β
His reason for traveling all this way was simple.
We didnβt want anyone else to know we had Fafnirβs corpse.
Fafnir, not just any monster, but a mythical Named Mob.
If the government or anyone else knew that we had the carcass of such a dragon, we would be in a lot of trouble.
You know, like the countless handshake requests that come in when you win the lotto.
βHehe. Itβs my nephewβs request, not anyone elseβs, so of course Iβll come, andβ¦β¦how many times in my life will I get to dismantle a monster of this magnitude?β
Kowalnose smiles brightly at my words and places a hand on my shoulder.
βOn the contrary, Iβm rather grateful to you, so donβt think too much of it, Eugene.β
By using my name and nephew in this way, he seemed to take this as a personal favor from me, rather than a Corleone event, though Iβm much more comfortable taking it that way myself.
βThank you uncle.β
βGood. Well, I suppose we should get ready. If youβll step back for a moment, itβs been a while since Iβve had to use my full strength.β
He steps toward Fafnirβs corpse, his index and middle fingers forming the shape of a gun.
A moment later, a green aura forms on his fingertips.
The sight of it is enough to cut, and slowly the aura begins to cut through Fafnirβs scales.
βHaha, so much resistance from the start, thatβs fun!β
As he does so, Kowalnose slices away at the scales and bones as if it werenβt too difficult.
Fafnirβs scales predictably failed to hold up against the aura and began to chip away.
What followed was a two-hour dismantling show.
The materials began to pile up in the garden, and by the time he was done, the sun was already setting.
βHuh, that should do it for now, then Iβll take some of Fafnirβs meat and scales like you said.β
βSure. Thank you for your trouble, uncle.β
βNo trouble. By the way, Don. Why donβt we have a drink together, since Iβve dealt with such a marvelous find?β
βYeah? Iβm looking forward to it. Come on, letβs go.β
βYeah.β
I watch them walk away, laughing and stare at the sight before me.
The scales and bones were perfectly dealt with and the red blood and meat was in the tanks but the most eye-catching of all was a red orb the size of a grown manβs fist.
βDragon heart.β
The thing that was the biggest reason why dragons were able to become magical beings, and the nuclear fusion reactor of the magic system.
I slowly walked over to it, picked it up then put it in the cube.
I canβt use it right now, so I might as well put it here for now.
βWhat I need to use right now isβ¦β¦.β
Then I look at the giant tank of blood.
βThereβs something people overlook, and itβs the most important thing in Fafnirβs body.β
Fafnirβs blood.
According to Nibelungβs song, Fafnirβs blood has the power to make those who bathe in it immortal.
Of course, the game doesnβt give you immortality for balance reasons, but itβs definitely something I needed right now.
After removing DisPater, I naturally stepped into the blood.
The temperature inside the tank felt warm despite the fact that Fafnir had been dead for quite some time.
Slowly, I could feel Fafnirβs blood seeping into my body and changing me.
[Fafnirβs blood penetrates your body!]
[Attribute [Natural Healing (C)] reacts to Fafnirβs blood]
[Natural Healing (C)] becomes [Natural Healing (A)]
[βItem: Ancient Berserkerβs Ring (Sealed).β begins to suck the blood of the Evil Dragon]
[βItem: Ancient Berserkerβs Ring (Sealed).β breaks its seal!]
[βAncient Berserkerβs Ring (Sealed).β changes to βAncient Berserkerβs Ring (True).β]
[Name: Ancient Berserkerβs Ring (True)]
[Class: Artifact]
[Type: Ring]
[Description: This ring was worn by those called Ancient Berserkers. It absorbs the blood of its wearer and, in return, greatly enhances their strength.
Having absorbed the blood of the evil dragon Fafnir, this ring causes a fear effect in its surroundings just by being worn.]
βThatβs it.β
The indispensable ability to grow stronger as I absorb fear was finally in my hands.
Fafnirβs blood begins to cool and turn transparent.
It has lost its color as all of its power is drained from it.
Stepping out of the liquid, which no longer held any power, I used my aura to blow away the moisture and changed into my normal clothes.
βWell, that leaves me with one last oneβ¦β¦.β
Given the upcoming midterms, improving my abilities was crucial, so I decided it was better to get it done today rather than procrastinate and head to my room.
Unlike last time, this time I prepared thoroughly.
First, I put a towel over my mouth and Midasβ gloves on my hands.
Next, I sit upright on my bed and stare at the button that still light up in front of me.
[(N) Epic Inscription]
I got a new ability the other day from the battle.
Itβs a mechanic that imprints new abilities on you based on the narrative youβve written, and Iβd gotten myself into quite a bit of trouble the last time Iβd pressed it unprepared.
βThis time will be a little different.β
As I clicked the button, a thought flashed through my mind.
βLast time, I got a wolf tattoo because I killed a wolf, so does that mean Iβll get a dragon tattoo because I killedβ¦β¦Fafnir?β
No, wait.
A dragon tattoo?
An evil dragon?
At that moment, I started to feel a violent pain in my right arm. I dropped the door towel over my mouth as I realized what was about to happen.
βNo way-βββ
βββββββ!!!
Purple flames begin to engulf my entire right arm.
βExtinguish!β
Unlike when it was the wolf tattoo, my voice couldnβt even come out properly.
I writhe in horrific pain, as if Iβm plunging my arm into lava, and I pray that this will end sooner rather than later.
The pain reaches a breaking point as the wolf symbol on my right shoulder blade and the dragon symbol on my arm begin to join together.
I feel like Iβm going to lose consciousness at any moment.
My gums, which had already let go of the towel, were leaking blood, and his clenched left and right hands were turning white.
Finally the flames finally went out.
βI thought I was going to lose it, reallyβ¦β¦!β
I look at the black dragon imprint on my right arm and immediately recognize my new ability.
βHoly shitβββ
The performance isnβt bad.
If thereβs a problemβ¦β¦.
βMaster, I knocked but why is your answerβ¦β¦eh?β
Alessia opened my door and walked in.
βIs thatβ¦β¦black dragon tattoo on your arm?β
βOh.β
She looked at my right arm, which was clenched in pain.
βIβ¦β¦understand.β
βNo, wait a minute, Alessia, this is-β.β
βItβs okay, I thinkβ¦β¦ thatβs, what do you sayβ¦β¦ pretty cool?β
βNo thatβs not it, itβs reallyββ.β
βThen Iβll get out of here, have fun master.β
ββBang!
The door slammed shut on my pathetic excuses.
Having finally come to terms with the reality of the situation, I sighed as I wiped my face with both hands.
ββ¦β¦Ugh.β






