The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For So

“So that was it. I’m not afraid of you. I know you’re bluffing!”

“I’ll never forgive you for ridiculing us! Even if you apologize now, it’s over for you!”

When my younger brother and younger sister exchanged glances, they split left and right. The younger brother, Gwen, fired the usual puny [Fireball], a low-grade magic of the fire attribute, at me, and the younger sister, Marie, tried to get me off my feet with an earth-attributed low-grade [Earthquake] magic.

It is probably their usual tactic.

If, in a hurry to avoid Gwen’s fireball, I lost my footing and was knocked off the ground by Marie’s earthquake…

If that were to happen, the two of them would be able to turn the tide of battle in their favour.

How many people would have fallen for this tactic anyway?

The two make a good team together, but,

If you examine anything in detail, you will find flaws and weaknesses.

“Hahaha! Don’t bother dodging! Let’s see how long you can keep it up!”

“He will fall whether he avoids or missteps. That’s when the trash’s life is over, so he’s desperate to avoid it.”

And then they continued to attack me while laughing.

But since these two idiots have to chant before they can use a single magic spell, they can never be able to hit me in their lifetime.

“Boring.”

If I were to use an analogy to describe my current state of mind, it would be like playing a fighting game I’m good at against a beginner who has never played it before.

“I already know that you are bluffing!”

“Ah, yes, yes. Why do you push yourself too much? You’re so lame!”

However, these guys, like a bunch of idiots, never seem to change their means of attack and keep repeating the same patterns.

To be frank, it’s boring, and I’m tired of it.

I used my movement skill [Shukuchi], approached Gwen at once, placed my hand on his face and knocked his head down to the ground with all my might.

“Gueh!”

“Oh, brother! What? This can’t be! I’m sure you’re bluffing! Akyaa!”

And for the younger sister, I bound Marie’s legs with iron using [Restraint], a low-grade magic of the earth attribute, and she lost her balance and fell headfirst as she was.

“Now then, Mother, why did you not attack me?”

“T-t-t-t-there is no way I would attack you. Because you are my precious son.”

“Then why did you just watch? Shouldn’t you have stopped them?”

“Well, because I thought you’d be fine.”

“Oh, is that so.”