The Villain’s Perspective

"So, what do you think about it?" Mastro waited for Lucifer's answer.

Lucifer sighed inwardly, he knew that Mastro's true personality was gradually being revealed. Which meant that he would have to kill him so that he wouldn't cause any harm in the future.

"Of course not." Lucifer answered calmly.

Right now, Lucifer could have killed him immediately but he didn't do so. Mastro could still be used, he would use him until he was completely useless.

Mastro seemed surprised by Lucifer's answer. He never thought that Lucifer would answer like this.

"I won't let Mask be sacrificed."

Seeing this, Mastro sighed in frustration. He reached for the book under his pillow and read it in silence. The two of them didn't communicate with each other for the rest of the day.

***

The next day, while Lucifer was reading the news on the computer, Mastro suddenly called out to him.

"Hey Esper!"

Hearing Mastro called his fake name, Lucifer turned towards him. Mastro was standing in front of the door, wearing the white uniform he had been wearing since he got it.

"What's wrong?" Lucifer asked, pretending to be confused.

"I have something to tell you, can you come with me for a moment?"

Lucifer was silent for a long time before deciding to follow Mastro's words. He put on his uniform and left the room with Mastro. The two of them went down to the third floor together, to the place where they had to kill each other to survive.

The place was strangely quiet. Perhaps the third floor would only be crowded when they were taking the test to find the strongest. Currently, Mastro and Lucifer were the only two people here.

"Do you know why I called you here?" Mastro asked while reaching into his pocket to find something.

"Let me guess. Are you planning to alert them that I'm an intruder, causing them to gather here so you can escape?" Lucifer replied in a gentle tone.

Hearing that, Mastro's face stiffened. It could be seen that Lucifer had guessed Mastro's intention correctly. But Mastro instantly regained his usual gentle expression.

Mastro pulled his hand out of his pocket, taking out a black marble that was identical to the one Lucifer had from the hero. It was highly likely that the marble was used to alert all the guards in Hell.

"I didn't expect you to know what I was thinking." Mastro pretended to be surprised.

'Of course I know what you are thinking. After all, I'm the one who created you.'

Lucifer pulled out the gun in his pocket right after. After using one bullet to throw at the monster and one to kill the hero, Lucifer now had four bullets left.

Mastro was a little startled when he saw the gun, but then he let out a huge laugh behind his mask. Then, Mastro pulled out a machine gun from behind his back.

"What the hell!" Lucifer shouted.

Not giving Mastro time to react, Lucifer immediately fired a bullet at the arm holding the marble. The bullet flew through the arm, causing the marble to fall to the ground.

Mastro screamed as he held his bleeding arm. He then pointed the gun at Lucifer while trying to get closer to the marble.

Lucifer continued to shoot a bullet at Mastro's leg, making him unable to move anymore. Because Mastro was wearing a mask, Lucifer couldn't tell what kind of expression he was making.

Mastro immediately fired at Lucifer. A large number of bullets were flying towards him at a speed that tore through the air. After using up all of his bullets, Mastro tried to crawl closer to the item.

At that moment, a bullet flew through his back, causing him to spit blood from his mouth.

"How?"

Lucifer was still alive after taking dozens of bullets. Needless to say, that surprised Mastro a lot.

"I don't know if you know, but every protective suit is equipped with an item that blocks bullets coming from all directions. And the day I gave you that protective suit, I had deliberately disabled that function."

Mastro was speechless, his mask fell off, showing a face with a terrified expression.

Lucifer approached Mastro, who was lying motionless in a pool of his own blood. But Lucifer didn't do anything to him, only walking towards the item Mastro had dropped.

"What are you going to do?"

Lucifer turned to him without saying anything. He deliberately disabled his own suit. Then, he shot the last bullet into his own hip, but not deep enough so that he could still move normally.

Lucifer tried to endure the pain but eventually screamed.

Meanwhile, Mastro was still watching the whole process. His face was completely distorted, he didn't understand what the hell Lucifer was doing.

After the bullet pierced his hip, Lucifer immediately smashed the black spherical object. Alarms immediately rang everywhere.

Mastro tried to stand up with the help of his remaining arm and leg. But then he suddenly lost his balance and fell. Mastro suddenly felt exhausted. He didn't have energy to do anything.

"It finally worked. That would be strange after bleeding like that and not passing out." Lucifer said.

Mastro looked up at Lucifer with resentment. He couldn't say anything more because he had lost all his strength.

The footsteps became clearer and clearer.

"You know, I'm a big fan of heroes. But I've realized that heroes only appear after criminals have acted. So I have to deal with criminals before they act, right?" Lucifer gave a contemptuous smile.

After that, Mastro collapsed, unconscious on the spot. Those were the last words he heard before he died.

The guards immediately rushed in, roughly counting, there were over 100 of them. It didn't take long for all of them to realize what was happening here.

They thought that Lucifer was their comrade because he was holding the remaining pieces of the item just now. On the contrary, they all believed that Mastro was the intruder because he was holding a machine gun tightly in his hand, all the white guards were not allowed to carry weapons, let alone a machine gun.

More than 5 guards rushed to Mastro and killed him immediately.

"Are you okay?"

A red guard asked Lucifer, perhaps he had noticed the blood flowing from his waist. Lucifer had to shoot himself because he had another plan in mind.

The red guard approached him gradually. As soon as the two of them were only a few dozen centimeters apart, Lucifer pretended to lose his balance and fall. The purpose was to be able to steal the key placed on the red guard's waist without being discovered.

Lucifer slowly stood up and quickly put the key in his pocket. He then lifted his uniform to show the red guard the wound.

Although he was shot, the bullet only grazed his side a little, so to put it simply, it was not life-threatening at all.

After that, Lucifer asked for permission to return to his room and was allowed. The red guard didn't seem to ask to see his employee card. Perhaps it was because the guard was focusing all his attention on Lucifer's wound and the person lying in the pool of blood over there.

'Hey main character, I had killed Mastro for you. Take in mind that now you owe me a favor.'