Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

With the departure of this group, only Vicente and Rory remained in the room.

"That was clearly a threat," Rory commented to his friend.

"Yes, but what can we do?" Vicente didn't like the feeling of being threatened, but there was nothing he could do about it. Being small, he could only pretend he wasn't threatened and walk in the line.

"Let's see what happens in the next few days. If no other local groups come to us, we'll have no choice but to proceed with this terrible deal." Vicente pressed his hands against the arm of his chair, kneading them.

"But that would be terrible."

"We have no choice. Better to have a fraction of our profits than to face a single high-ranking Acolyte of the Scarlet Syndicate." Vicente was reasonable. "But this is only temporary, my friend. Do they want to force us to be their partner? Let's make them regret it!"

Rory agreed, feeling that they had to act against estates like Baron Irwin's more than ever.

A possible deal with one of the local ruling groups would affect their public operations in their ' territory.' Their criminal activities were not known to anyone other than their respective members.

That is, the results of robberies like the one against the Peters family would still only benefit them!

Vicente and his Fuller family still had their business activities, which had nothing to do with the security services they offered. So even if this were a humiliating deal, it would only reduce a fraction of their group's profits.

Vicente got up and headed for the exit.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm a little irritated. I'm going to see the Peters family." Vice said, leaving Rory behind, shaking his head negatively.

But soon, Rory would be on his way to the training room of this facility, where he would continue trying to improve his magic level.

Meanwhile, Vicente went to the place he had invaded days ago.

...

Arriving in front of the Peters' estate, Vicente didn't hesitate and rang the bell, causing one of the guards to jump when he realized who was there.

"Shit! It's that bastard!" Said the person as he already ran to Jax's door, yelling. "Boss, the masked guy is here!"

After those words were uttered, Jax and his younger brother appeared at the entrance of that residence, both of them already with horrible countenances on their faces.

Brody also appeared, full of hatred for the people who had humiliated him earlier.

"You piece of shit. What are you doing here?" Brody was the first to shout at the sight of the masked man.

Vicente didn't say anything right away. He only made the bars between the street and the house bend, opening the way for him.

By raising his cultivation level, Vicente could now manipulate many more metals than before and even deal with items made by 2nd-stage professionals.

He was still studying the material Benson gave him to study, so he still didn't have a good enough understanding of forging to produce better items than before. But stronger, even without the necessary understanding, he could create more dangerous items.

Jax saw this and remembered the last time he had seen this man act and naturally became concerned.

"Shut up, Brody! Get back in the house!" He shouted at his nephew before slapping the blue-haired young man away.

"What are you doing here? I thought our relationship was over!" Jax's younger brother wondered aloud, feeling a little scared of Vicente.

They had recently investigated this young man, but minimally talented magicians could hide their cultivation if they wanted to.

Some people did not do this as they were proud of their magic cultivation. But hiding their magical power was elemental.

Of course, if the difference in level between magicians nearby were significant, it wouldn't work well.

That was not the case between Vicente and the Peters family men who were watching him!

Seeing this young man in front of them today, the two Peters brothers sensed Vicente's Intermediate Apprentice aura and were naturally worried.

'If this bastard could hurt us before...' The level 1 Acolyte thought, looking cautiously at the masked young man who had stopped just 20 meters from him and his brother.

Vicente then said. "I will give you 2 hours to withdraw all your men watching my group. Otherwise, we will have problems."

Jax felt Vicente's level, but he was not as calm as his brother and could not help but feel compelled to fight this person.

'Before you surprised me, you bastard! But now you're alone on my property.' He thought as he clenched his fists.

"Brat, you're asking for too much!" Jax finally didn't hold back and shouted in displeasure at Vicente. "I will not accept any more demands from you!"

"Brother!"

"Shut up!" Jax screamed at his younger brother, who had always been more cowardly than him. "If we accept this, who's to say he won't be blackmailing us soon?"

Vicente ignored Jax's comment and closed his eyes for a moment. "Is that so? Then we have a problem."

He waved a hand forward, and a Red Pentagram appeared, larger than the last time the brothers had seen it.

Metallic objects on their bodies changed shape and pressed against their bodies, following Vicente's orders as they hurt them without giving them a chance to act.

"Aaaaagh!"

A piece of the bar shattered by Vicente floated behind him, quickly turning into hundreds of small fragments.

Rain of Blades!

Vicente moved toward the two brothers, directing all those small fragments at them.

"Shit!" Jax's younger brother yelled as he circled his mana and activated his own defensive spell.

His brother did the same, trying to ignore the cuts around his body while a bronze glow rose over his skin.

Earth Armor!

'Oh? Earth elemental affinity?' Vice narrowed his eyes. 'This will be good training for me!'

Then, as his small blades flew at the two brothers trying to protect themselves with their spells, Vicente made a few seals and focused on his Earth element.

Quicksand!

He touched the ground and infused his mana into it, surprising the two brothers, who didn't know that their opponent could use the same element as them.

But by the time they noticed Vicente's movement, it was too late, and the two were already with half their shins into the soil, feeling the difficulty of getting out of their positions.

Suddenly, Vicente smiled under his mask as he remembered something he had seen on Earth and clenched his fists.

Then the two brothers screamed again, feeling the quicksand press down on their feet as if to crush them.

"Aaaaaagh!"