The Crown Prince Who Raises Alt Characters

#Chapter 325 Boss Quan (6) - Negotiation Methods "Wh-what kind of crazy thing is this?!" A middle-aged man wearing a branch manager name tag came running out from behind the reception desk, his face pale. He embraced the fallen employee who was bleeding, and shouted with bulging veins as if acting like an innocent and wronged citizen. "Security team! Call the police right now! Shooting in broad daylight in a legitimate business?! Do you think you can get out of here safely?!" BANG!! The middle-aged man's shouting was futilely cut off along with the second gunshot. "Graahhh?!" The man with a hole in his thigh howled like a beast and rolled around on the floor. But Quan's gun barrel didn't stop there. "That, that crazy bastard really...!" "Someone get a phone...!" The female employee trying to take out her smartphone from her pocket and the security guard trying to press the emergency bell also had bullets mercilessly lodged in their shoulders and knees. Bang! BANG! Bang! Quan, who had emptied one magazine in the blink of an eye, leisurely dropped the empty magazine on the floor and pushed in a new one. Click. When the cold metallic sound of loading rang out, the people in the lobby froze without even being able to make a sound. "These things are openly showing fur sprouting from their skin but still pretending to be innocent citizens." Qiana said with an expression as if she found it absurd. "Hey, even if the opponents are anomalies, is it okay to do this in a place that's operating normally? They're calling the police. Are you going to fight the police too?" "They can't call them." "What?" "These bastards can't call the police. They're just bluffing. Public institutions like the police have deep connections with the management bureau. If it's secret illegal dealings behind the scenes or minor assault cases, the police would investigate moderately and they could manipulate evidence with illusions or whatever, but if it's a major incident like a shooting spree, the management bureau would also join the investigation. So then, would only I get screwed, or would these bastards get screwed together too?" Management bureau. The moment those three words dropped, the complexions of those who had been cosplaying as wronged victims clearly changed. Whirrrrr— Click! BANG! A loud warning sound echoed throughout the building, then thick steel shutters poured down at ferocious speed toward the lobby's plate glass windows and main entrance. Qiana made a "hmph" sound with her nose. What else could blocking escape routes and outside view mean? Since intimidation and pushing through social ethics and morality didn't work, didn't this mean they'd try to do something with physical force? As if to prove this, the anomalies that had been lying on the floor no longer pretended to be weak. "Grrrrrr......" Instead of the gentle classical music, the beasts' blatant killing intent began to fill the lobby. The bodies of the elite employees who had been screaming and fleeing to corners twisted grotesquely. Expensive custom suits burst open as coarse fur sprouted up, and neatly trimmed fingernails transformed into sharp claws that could easily crush a human skull. Raccoons, foxes, and various beastmen of unknown identity tore off their human shells and took combat stances. "How dare you mess with our business premises? Don't think you'll leave here alive!" The middle-aged man who had been lying on the floor panting—no, the beastman who had transformed into a giant wolf form—roared and charged toward Quan's nape. As if the hole in his thigh posed no obstacle before a beast's strength, the surprise leap closed the distance in an instant. At the same time, another employee who had been collapsed at the desk also kicked off the floor and flew up, swinging sharp claws toward Qiana. Quan shook his head from side to side. "Sigh, the old anomalies had some kind of bizarre and grotesque aura, but these days the anomalies somehow only have strength but no class. What kind of dialogue is that? It makes even me cringe." "From what I see, it's exactly the right level for a gang fight though?" "You're one of those gangsters now too." "You're the one who said it was a business, you jerk." While chatting casually with their mouths, the two's responses were precise like machines. Two types of blood spurted up. One was the blood scattered backward as the wolf beastman who had targeted Quan had his entire head blown off, and the other was the blood spilled on the floor by the fox beastman who was cut into six pieces by Qiana's finger blades. Though one might be shocked by such merciless behavior, the beastmen immediately launched their next attack as if they didn't care about their dead companions. As the raccoon beastman performed bizarre hand gestures, the forms of the surrounding beastmen split into dozens of entities, and when the fox beastman extended his hand, massive fireballs bloomed in front of them. Deception using illusions. Qiana gathered spiritual power in her eyes to distinguish between real and fake, but soon had no choice but to frown. Each individual illusion was at a level that an expert could see through without difficulty, but with dozens of them overlapping, they were emanating a presence that wouldn't lose to the real opponents. Since the absolute nature of illusion magic itself had declined compared to the past, it had evolved into a method of simply pushing through with quantity. The moment she was contemplating whether to use the corpses scattered nearby as shields, or harden her body to endure and then use the corpses as healing potions. "Tsk tsk, still far to go." Along with the annoying sound of tongue-clicking, Quan's right arm wrapped around Qiana's waist. 'Huh?' While Qiana's mind went blank for a moment and she stiffened, Quan nonchalantly threw his body toward one of the incoming fireballs. The fireball that seemed ready to burn everything it touched allowed Quan and Qiana to pass through it without incident the moment Quan made contact, and 'real' fireballs fell on the spot where Quan and Qiana had just been. Explosion, deflagration, blast. Using the spectacular impact and sound behind them as background, Quan aimed his dual pistols forward. Brrrrrrrr!! The automatic pistol in his right hand spat fire. Rather than precisely aiming and shooting targets as usual, it was a shooting method that seemed to scrape along a line connecting all targets as one. The fox and raccoon beastmen died instantly with their whole bodies riddled like beehives, and only the relatively sturdy wolf beastmen continued to close the distance even with bullets lodged in their bodies. And what greeted them was Quan's left hand. —BANG!! If the gun in his right hand was closer to a submachine gun than a pistol, then the gun in his left hand was closer to a hand cannon than a pistol. The wolf beastmen hit by the bullets had their hit areas blow out completely, and even those who somehow managed to block the attack by crossing their arms fell backward as if hit by a car. Moreover, even if they survived like that, it didn't mean they'd get another chance. Because Quan mercilessly drove bullets into the heads of those who had fallen as well. "Newbie. How long are you going to just watch while being held? No matter how cozy my embrace is, sleeping during battle is a bit much." At those mocking words, Qiana, who had been in a momentary state of mental shutdown, flinched and rebooted. "...Don't be ridiculous. You're the one who took advantage of the confusion to grope and embrace me without permission. What a sleazy human." "What? You should be saying thank you for saving you when you were about to fall for an illusion you couldn't see through?" Qiana silently created distance, transformed her leg into a blade and threw a high kick, while Quan nonchalantly bent his body backward to avoid it and reloaded bullets. Some fox beastman who unluckily tried to ambush the two from behind got hit by Qiana's attack and had his upper and lower body separated as a bonus. Quan continued with back tumbling, diving between enemies and firing his dual pistols wildly, while Qiana also gritted her teeth, transformed her fingers into elongated blades, and slaughtered the beastmen. When the lobby was starting to have more blood-soaked floor than intact floor. An urgent voice echoed from the beastmen's side. "Stop!! Stop it now!! If it's money, we'll return it all!!" Quan and Qiana's gazes turned toward the direction the voice had echoed from. A middle-aged man who was larger, more cunning, and had stronger spiritual power than the others could be seen breaking out in cold sweat. Thinking it might finally be coming to an end, Qiana stopped attacking, and Quan also smiled with a friendly attitude. "Oh, are you the boss? Finally showing your face. I was planning to visit you directly, but the hospitality here was quite enthusiastic. I'm also someone who acknowledges others, so I couldn't ignore it and leave." Bang! BANG! BANGBANG! The problem was that even while speaking so friendly, Quan's gun barrel that was shooting the anomalies to death didn't stop at all. The boss screamed in despair. "Wait!! Didn't I say we'd return the money!!" "Yes, I'm listening, so continue." "Then why are you still shooting!!" "Well, if I actually listen to your story and you come up with something like 'let's return the principal and end it here' or 'let's finish this here considering each other's dignity,' wouldn't it be a loss for me to stop attacking? I'm not in a hurry anyway, so speak quickly." The boss was horrified, the employees were horrified, and even Qiana was horrified. How could he make such trash statements while smiling like that? Is that even human? "You, you crazy bastard...!! Are you calling that talking!?" Bang! "Stop right now! If you don't stop—" BANG! BANG! "Surrender! I surrender!! Principal, whatever, I'll give you whatever you want, so please stop that shooting!!" Only then did Quan finally point his gun downward, and the boss sat down on the floor with a face that had aged decades. "...What do you want?" "Double the principal you swindled. A written pledge that you'll never pull this kind of trick on humans again. Lastly, investigate something for me." "Investigation?" "The Queen's fragments." The boss's face contorted. His expression looked like he desperately wanted to pour out a stream of curses but was struggling to suppress them because his opponent was so crazy. "That's difficult. It's one of the few cases where the management bureau comes out with guns blazing. Just investigating it might mark us as a potential threat and get us swept away." "Hmm, I see. Can't be helped." Quan calmly agreed and then raised his gun barrel again, and the boss hastily continued speaking. "But!! There are many people in the world who secretly try to get their hands on fragments behind the management bureau's back to turn their lives around!! I can give you information about those people!!" Seeing the gun barrel lower again, all the surviving anomalies let out sighs of relief. Watching this scene, Qiana made a firm resolution. She shouldn't attack him until she built up more power.