Lucky 297
"Is everything done?"
A hoarse voice echoed through the darkness.
"Yes, Your Holy Bishop!"
Hundreds of people answered his call. They prepared to attack.
Out of the darkness emerged a man wearing a hockey mask. He held a crimson machete.
His name is Jason Voorhees, one of the twelve bishops of the Council of Chaos.
'I owe the Archbishop my life and I'm willing to sacrifice it for his will.'
He was given the task of finding Chad Ligma and recovering the missing fragment of Excalibur. The item was so precious that anyone would die for it.
Jason tried to find Chad Ligma, but in the middle of his mission, he realized that Esmeralda Margaret had retrieved the Fragment.
This meant that his mission changed. Jason disregarded Chad Ligma and focused on the Fragment first. That was his priority.
However, even a Bishop like Jason would have a hard time stealing the Fragment of Excalibur. Not with the Goddess of Darkness holding it.
Vice President Esmeralda announced that she would bring the Fragment of Excalibur to the Obice after the inauguration speech. Security at the Obice was tightened after the incident. Thus, Esmeralda was the current holder of the precious stone.
The best time to steal the fragment from her is the day of the Inauguration Speech.
And that was today.
The winner of the election had already been announced. By the power of luck, Esmeralda won for the first time. After three decades of fighting for leadership, the woman had finally reached her place.
With a difference of 24 thousand votes, she defeated Donald Biden. Based on the numbers alone, it was obvious that their race was close and Esmeralda almost lost.
The inauguration speech would take place in the largest stadium in the Capitolium. Where millions of citizens would gather to hear her voice.
'Esmeralda's attitude is firm and strong, she'll probably go for war... Since she has bad blood with Junian and Ancas.'
The history between the three countries is quite bloody. 37 years ago, there was a war between the three, and millions of people died.
For mortals, it was something they had already forgotten. But Esmeralda was different, she lived for over a hundred years and took part in that war. No, she led her country and fought the war.
'Now that she has the highest authority, more blood will be shed. It might be good for the Council of Torment.'
That was something that his organization took very seriously. After all, the name of their organization speaks to its agenda.
"I want to make it simple."
Jason spoke to the followers.
"Yes!"
These were the warriors who were loyal to the Council. They were willing to sacrifice their lives to make their dream come true.
"I want nothing but chaos. When we get there, I want to see nothing but destruction!"
"For the glory of the Council!"
"For the glory of the Council!"
Hidden in that dark place, their deep and firm voices echoed, it was chilling. They were all serious. You could tell by the equipment they were wearing. They were covered in explosives.
As soon as they died, they would explode and bring death to the citizens of Dellia.
After a few minutes of raising their morale, another person appeared.
"Puti, so you came."
Jason could see the silhouette of the person despite the darkness.
Puti, the person who helped Sergio Osmeña rescue Leon, appeared.
Just like Jason, the person was wearing a mask and his identity could not be determined.
"We have to start the mission. Esmeralda is already talking."
"Okay."
Jason nodded and tightened his machete. This time he would show the true terror of his name - Jason Voorhees. From now on, everyone would shudder when they heard his name.
Puti began to paint on the white canvas. His fingers moved so quickly even though there was no light. It was a mystery how he could paint so well in this environment.
After a few seconds, he finished his work. He painted the stadium filled with people.
"Remember, I can't bring you back."
He said. Teleporting hundreds of people at once would be too much for him. So he could not use his ability for a day after that. Maybe it was related to their backlash.
"Don't worry Puti. I will make sure that I get the Fragment back... Along with Esmeralda's head."
"That's the motivation. For the glory of the Council."
"Hm, for the glory of the Council!"
Jason raised his machete. At the same time, the painting absorbed them all and transported them to the stadium.
.........
......
...
"Hey? Is that an airplane?"
"No! That's a bird!"
"Stupid! Those are people... Falling from the sky!"
"Hm?"
Calix heard a commotion. He was on his way to the inauguration to congratulate Esmeralda.
The woman had specifically asked him to attend, and Calix had agreed.
However, the citizens began to freak out as they looked at the sky.
Calix looked up, thinking the Blood Moon had reappeared.
However, he chuckled when he realized that this time it was different.
"Looks like they took the bait."
He muttered.
Esmeralda already had a plan. The woman used this moment to clean up the garbage that would disrupt her reign. She wanted to show her power in front of the citizens, to solidify her position.
"Well, almost half of the population voted for her, so I guess she has to do what she has to do."
The difference of 24 thousand was small.
As for the danger, Esmeralda already had a plan for that.
Just as Calix expected, a black barrier materialized and protected the citizens.
"These people thought they could attack because Esmeralda is weak in the daytime."
That was indeed what the enemies thought. Unfortunately for them, the "training" Esmeralda had received over the past few weeks had made her power stronger. Creating a barrier under the sun was no longer a problem.
"Time for action."
Calix stood up, his battle suit enveloping him. In his hand was Mento, which became an assault rifle.
He began firing into the sky. Since these people wanted to shed blood, Calix would shed their blood.
At that moment, his auto-kill shot shone. Every time he pulled the trigger, an enemy would be splattered in the air.
[This novel has 75 chapters, 2 PDFS, Smutty AI illustrations, and 10 character gifs on Pat reon.]
Lucky 297
"Is everything done?"
A hoarse voice echoed through the darkness.
"Yes, Your Holy Bishop!"
Hundreds of people answered his call. They prepared to attack.
Out of the darkness emerged a man wearing a hockey mask. He held a crimson machete.
His name is Jason Voorhees, one of the twelve bishops of the Council of Chaos.
'I owe the Archbishop my life and I'm willing to sacrifice it for his will.'
He was given the task of finding Chad Ligma and recovering the missing fragment of Excalibur. The item was so precious that anyone would die for it.
Jason tried to find Chad Ligma, but in the middle of his mission, he realized that Esmeralda Margaret had retrieved the Fragment.
This meant that his mission changed. Jason disregarded Chad Ligma and focused on the Fragment first. That was his priority.
However, even a Bishop like Jason would have a hard time stealing the Fragment of Excalibur. Not with the Goddess of Darkness holding it.
Vice President Esmeralda announced that she would bring the Fragment of Excalibur to the Obice after the inauguration speech. Security at the Obice was tightened after the incident. Thus, Esmeralda was the current holder of the precious stone.
The best time to steal the fragment from her is the day of the Inauguration Speech.
And that was today.
The winner of the election had already been announced. By the power of luck, Esmeralda won for the first time. After three decades of fighting for leadership, the woman had finally reached her place.
With a difference of 24 thousand votes, she defeated Donald Biden. Based on the numbers alone, it was obvious that their race was close and Esmeralda almost lost.
The inauguration speech would take place in the largest stadium in the Capitolium. Where millions of citizens would gather to hear her voice.
'Esmeralda's attitude is firm and strong, she'll probably go for war... Since she has bad blood with Junian and Ancas.'
The history between the three countries is quite bloody. 37 years ago, there was a war between the three, and millions of people died.
For mortals, it was something they had already forgotten. But Esmeralda was different, she lived for over a hundred years and took part in that war. No, she led her country and fought the war.
'Now that she has the highest authority, more blood will be shed. It might be good for the Council of Torment.'
That was something that his organization took very seriously. After all, the name of their organization speaks to its agenda.
"I want to make it simple."
Jason spoke to the followers.
"Yes!"
These were the warriors who were loyal to the Council. They were willing to sacrifice their lives to make their dream come true.
"I want nothing but chaos. When we get there, I want to see nothing but destruction!"
"For the glory of the Council!"
"For the glory of the Council!"
Hidden in that dark place, their deep and firm voices echoed, it was chilling. They were all serious. You could tell by the equipment they were wearing. They were covered in explosives.
As soon as they died, they would explode and bring death to the citizens of Dellia.
After a few minutes of raising their morale, another person appeared.
"Puti, so you came."
Jason could see the silhouette of the person despite the darkness.
Puti, the person who helped Sergio Osmeña rescue Leon, appeared.
Just like Jason, the person was wearing a mask and his identity could not be determined.
"We have to start the mission. Esmeralda is already talking."
"Okay."
Jason nodded and tightened his machete. This time he would show the true terror of his name - Jason Voorhees. From now on, everyone would shudder when they heard his name.
Puti began to paint on the white canvas. His fingers moved so quickly even though there was no light. It was a mystery how he could paint so well in this environment.
After a few seconds, he finished his work. He painted the stadium filled with people.
"Remember, I can't bring you back."
He said. Teleporting hundreds of people at once would be too much for him. So he could not use his ability for a day after that. Maybe it was related to their backlash.
"Don't worry Puti. I will make sure that I get the Fragment back... Along with Esmeralda's head."
"That's the motivation. For the glory of the Council."
"Hm, for the glory of the Council!"
Jason raised his machete. At the same time, the painting absorbed them all and transported them to the stadium.
.........
......
...
"Hey? Is that an airplane?"
"No! That's a bird!"
"Stupid! Those are people... Falling from the sky!"
"Hm?"
Calix heard a commotion. He was on his way to the inauguration to congratulate Esmeralda.
The woman had specifically asked him to attend, and Calix had agreed.
However, the citizens began to freak out as they looked at the sky.
Calix looked up, thinking the Blood Moon had reappeared.
However, he chuckled when he realized that this time it was different.
"Looks like they took the bait."
He muttered.
Esmeralda already had a plan. The woman used this moment to clean up the garbage that would disrupt her reign. She wanted to show her power in front of the citizens, to solidify her position.
"Well, almost half of the population voted for her, so I guess she has to do what she has to do."
The difference of 24 thousand was small.
As for the danger, Esmeralda already had a plan for that.
Just as Calix expected, a black barrier materialized and protected the citizens.
"These people thought they could attack because Esmeralda is weak in the daytime."
That was indeed what the enemies thought. Unfortunately for them, the "training" Esmeralda had received over the past few weeks had made her power stronger. Creating a barrier under the sun was no longer a problem.
"Time for action."
Calix stood up, his battle suit enveloping him. In his hand was Mento, which became an assault rifle.
He began firing into the sky. Since these people wanted to shed blood, Calix would shed their blood.
At that moment, his auto-kill shot shone. Every time he pulled the trigger, an enemy would be splattered in the air.
[This novel has 75 chapters, 2 PDFS, Smutty AI illustrations, and 10 character gifs on Pat reon.]
