NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 23: Our First Encounter
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moments before
It was my job to organize and assign the agents to the World Nobles. We were tight on personell so I ended up having do directly participate in guarding one of the Noble's. I decided to go with a World Noble by the name of Saint Lazarus, he was the World Noble who demanded that I married him, he was quite the disgusting individual. However, who would dare tell him that other than the other Celestial Dragons? It had finally been time to start the competition, Saint Garling; who was already prepared, looked on with great anticipation.
Soon, the children were released at the commencement of the first round. They all scattered like birds as they tried to find a safe haven, away from the World Nobles. Saint Lazarus wasted no time chasing after the young girls who scattered south of the camp. Judging from his lecherous gaze and drooling mouth, only one conclusion could be made out of his intentions. He whipped the slave he was on to march south, following the children; and thus, the hunt began. We traveled in a leisure pace, Saint Lazarus concluded that the children's stamina wouldn't last for long and we would find them sooner or later.
Unfortunately, his conclusion came true when we had finally spotted them catching their breathes at a nearby tree. When they noticed us, they wasted no time trying to run away; Unfortunately, they were caught by a rather muscular slave who managed to throw both of the kids on top of his shoulders promptly before returning to the World Nobel. Saint Lazarus jumped up and down happily on his slave mount, and wasted no time taking off the buttons of his pants in preparation of his little pleasure session.
I could only stare at the World Nobel expressionlessly, In the organization known as Cipher Pol 0. We were taught to mask our emotions, no matter how hard it was. Although I couldn't help but feel an endless amount of disgust for the man. I couldn't act on it, not when I knew the consequences of my actions would be endless.
Soon the World Noble finished his activity and briefly shot and killed the two kids in the forehead before moving on. Naturally, the corpses were picked up and carried by the posse of slaves following him. We quickly moved on to our next target, I noticed rather faintly that a storm had begun to cover the sky. It didn't seem to stop Saint Lazarus as he kept going on deeper into the south of the island, looking for more targets to satisfy his sick fantasies. It didn't help that the storm was not letting up, the rain poured as if the heavens itself were enraged by our actions. Alas, there was nothing more we could do to stop him. The last government official who suggested to Saint Lazarus to go back to base camp was shot right in the forehead without hesitation. So we trudged on through the mud.
The Celestial Dragon was protected from the rain by a slave who held an umbrella for him. We found a couple of more victims after a while. However, when Saint Lazarus had finished his activities. He looked at me before grabbing my throat, It would seem that his lust for me wasn't over yet. However, I felt a dense wave of murderous intent coming right our way. The other World Government officials seemed to have noticed as they jumped right in front of the World Noble before something crashed a few meters in front of us. The light from our torches shone at the mysterious figure that emerged from the crater it had caused clearing the smoke from its surrounding. The figure that came out was a teenager, a young tanned skinned male with long dark gray hair that was locked and tied into a bun. Two strands of locks fell to each side of his forehead, he was quite the handsome individual. However, the killing intent that he let off told me that he wasn't here with good intentions.
The World Noble looked at the teenager, fascinated by his physique. He immediately ordered us to capture him alive, with the intentions of making him a slave of his. The World Government Agents were just about to follow his order when the teenager released a wave of Conqurer's haki, knocking out the World Government officials and the posse of slaves at once. Leaving the World Noble and I still concious, I didn't know how Saint Lazarus was left concious; after all, the only reason I was still awake was because of my strong willpower. Slowly, the teenage boy started walking towards us, he had a giant axe was tied to his back. He left his chest bare as the only thing he wore on his torso was a black trench coat.
Quickly, I engaged the teenager in combat. I couldn't let the World Noble fall, the consequences would be irreprable; but just as I was about to use shigan to pierce his forehead. I met the teenager's eyes, I froze as I gazed deeply into his black eyes. I suddenly felt like a rabbit walking right into a wolve's den, I couldn't move my body for some reason. He approached my frozen figure and promptly removed my mask before throwing it away. He looked rather surprised when he looked into my face, his eyes flashing with familiarity within them. He slowly walked past me before looking down at the terrified World Noble. He slowly removed his huge axe that was strapped on his back, and just as he was about to raise it. I tried to stop him.
"Wait! Don't you know the consequences of killing him?!?!?!" I yelled at the teenager. Was this kid crazy? there were endless amount of marines and World Government officials here. Hell, there was an Admiral and a vice-admiral within the vicinity. How the hell did he think he was going to get away with this? He briefly stopped his actions and turned his head to look at me. Those predatory eyes flashing with a humorous glint as if I said something funny.
Calmly, he replied, "I do" and swung his axe and chopped off his left leg. A gut wrenching scream came from the World Noble as he stared at his now mutilated leg. Blood gushed out profusely from his fresh wound as he scrambled backwards while threatening him. The World Noble's threats and promises fell to deaf ears as he chopped off his other leg, leading to another scream of pain from Saint Lazarus. All the while I stood there helplessly, I already knew that he was stronger than me, I could feel that the moment I made a move; my head would fly. That murderous intent fused with Conqurer's haki was no joke at all.
Crying, Saint Lazarus asked the teenager, "Why are you doing this to me? I've never offended you before, so why?!?!?!" The teenager stopped for a moment and stared at the World Noble before briefly replying.
"There's.....nothing wrong.....with cleaning...scum" What was with this boy's way of talking? It took him 30 seconds to come up with that entire sentence. However, I wasn't about to question his methods of dialect. Not when he could easily lop my head off without batting an eye.