Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

When Vicente finished assembling the robot armor under Benson's supervision, the two stood in front of the golden artifact.

Vicente was exhausted and needed to drink some cold water before resting. But Benson was in a state of ecstasy, gazing with joy at this armor that looked like a doll from a distance but could be opened for individual use.

From what he felt, this armor completely differed from the flawed one he had created before!

He could sense it could still be improved and was still in the 2nd grade, but it already had some of the capabilities he had envisioned in such a project.

It wasn't ready to play the role he expected it to play, but it was clearly on its way to becoming the artifact of this old man's dreams.

With some work, he and Vicente could improve the properties of this artifact and make it similar to or even better than the original expectation for this project!

"We need to test it." He told Vicente, watching the young man drink a restorative potion not far from the armor. "But you can't be the one to test it—least of all me. We need an ordinary person from the beginning of the 2nd stage. Someone like that will be able to show the true power of the armor."

It seemed strange to say that someone weaker would show the true capabilities of a magical artifact. But given the context, it was true.

Vicente and Benson's robotic armor was an auxiliary artifact. In other words, it worked best on people who needed help.

Vicente said to his master. "Let's meet at The Rocky Gorge in an hour. I'll stop by my building and pick up some of my men to test it out."

With that agreed, the two went their separate ways to meet in that wooded area near Millfall in the next few minutes.

...

Without much delay, Vicente did as he was told, picking up three men from the Mazzanti estate and making his way to The Rocky Gorge.

These men included a level 1 Acolyte and two level 3 men.

Since they were going to help test the robotic armor, Vicente deliberately chose a weak Acolyte and two opponents for this weaker man to fight while wearing the robotic armor.

If all went well, such a person would win easily, even considering the difference in level and number between him and his opponents.

When an hour had passed, Vicente met Benson in a part of The Rocky Gorge where there were few living beings, and the area's relief gave the place privacy.

"Are these your men?" Benson asked as he looked at the masked men walking behind Vicente.

Vicente nodded affirmatively before pointing to the weakest man. "Clark, put on the armor that's with my master. It's not difficult to put on, so just do what you would do with other similar armor."

As Clark walked over to Benson's side, where the beautiful gold armor was already waiting for him, Vicente said to the other two men. "You will fight Clark. Don't hesitate to use everything you have, including your old weapons.

I'll be watching your fight, so if there's any danger for either of you, I'll intervene in time to make sure nothing happens."

The two were surprised by Vicente's order, telling them to use everything they had. But since their boss was already a powerful Mage, neither of them doubted Don Mazzanti's ability to stop the fight if necessary.

"We'll do our best." The two said as they watched Clark quickly put on the robotic armor, both feeling slightly jealous of the man.

They were all looking forward to putting on the robotic armor that their leader had developed with Benson!

But how could they not? That was supposed to be the Mazzanti family's next great weapon, surpassing firearms in power.

Who wouldn't want to try something new?

So, while the two of them were jealous of Clark, the man himself was grinning from ear to ear, curious to see what it would be like to use this new artifact created by his boss.

As soon as he had finished dressing, he gave the signal to Vicente and Benson.

Master and student looked at each other, and both moved out of the way of the three Acolytes.

Vicente said to Clark. "Our goal here is to test the armor you're wearing. But don't worry about doing anything other than what you would normally do in battle with your skills. I want you to remember that this armor will only do the defensive work that any such device would do.

For now, you should try to defeat your opponents with your skills."

"Okay!"

"All right, start fighting!" He gave his order, causing the two level 3 Acolytes to move, one drawing a gun capable of killing even level 5 Acolytes while the other moved closer to Clark.

"Shit! These two aren't going to take it easy!" Clark tried to move to dodge the enemies coming at him.

Bang!

The moment he moved, the opponent, who had drawn a pistol, pulled the trigger and fired in the direction of Clark's right shoulder.

Clark went cold at the sound but soon realized he had escaped.

No victim of the Mazzanti family's guns ever heard the sound of a gunshot before being hit!

Feeling no pain in any part of his body, Clark cracked a smile while feeling a sense of euphoria inside himself.

"That was fast!" The second level 3 Acolyte exclaimed in amazement after seeing Clark move faster than he and his companion.

Clark was only a level 1 Acolyte. But for a moment, he had moved at the speed of a level 5 Acolyte!

It wasn't enough to dodge a bullet. Still, since Clark had moved quickly before his opponent pulled the trigger, he succeeded.

Realizing that his armor was helping him without him having to give it any commands, Clark perked up as he understood Vicente's orders.

He then circulated the mana in his body in his Magic Gem, quickly making his two pentagrams appear as he activated the abilities of the two.

"Ronan, Easton, today I will defeat you!" He said in an immensely satisfied tone before jumping into the air towards one of the men, and a spirit weapon appeared in his hands.

Seeing this, Ronan and Easton frowned, realizing that they really couldn't take him lightly, or they would suffer in this fight.

Seeing their opponent in the golden armor, the two changed their ways and quickly made their pentagrams appear as they began to use their skills and spells.