This chapter was deleted because of many grammar issues. There's now at least a minimum amount of errors on my part.
By the way my internet is going to be cancelled so I may not upload until I get service again.
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Re:Zero-One Punch Knight
Priscilla was seated in her chair resembling a throne. She discussed terms with Anastasia's messenger while Aldebaran stood silently beside her.
The messenger stood 7 feet away from Priscilla as he spoke. "Are you sure?" He asked. "Miss Hoshin would prefer both parties to receive a good end of the deal."
Priscilla nonchalantly waved her fan. "I simply wish to see the half-mongrel's hairless Rat in anguish." She smirked pridefully.
The messenger raised an eyebrow. "Are you certain you desire nothing in Return?"
"I wont exactly be left with nothing." She replied with a cocky smirk.
"May I ask what you mean?" The messenger couldn't understand how a person could gain something from receiving nothing.
"There is no specific meaning, but if I must give you one, it would be that I wish to erase that egg-head's faceless expression." She covered half her face with her fan leaving one eye visible. "People with faceless expressions deserve to grovel beneath my feet." She said as she laid a foot onto a red-colored stool in front of her chair. "And if that egg-head begs for mercy I'll have Aldebaran castrate the hairless fool."
The messenger was slightly disturbed with this woman's way of thinking. "I think I now understand." The Messenger didn't even feel bad for whoever the Saitama person was. Anyone stupid enough to cause trouble to nobility shouldn't be granted the privilege to spread their genes!
Priscilla straightened her posture while seated. "Good. Because if you didn't understand, I would have Aldebaran lop off your head." She said sending a shiver down the spine of the Messenger, but also Aldebaran because he didn't want to cut off anyone's head.
"Congratulations, you've saved your own life." Said Priscilla in a fancy Lady-like voice.
Priscilla then glanced at her knight without interest. "Make yourself useful you clown, go get me something to drink."
The Knight placed his only hand over his heart and bowed his head. "Of course, Princess."
Moments before Aldebaran could take one step away from Priscilla, the sound of a door slamming open echoed in everyone's ears.
Another Messenger had arrived with another message.
Priscilla stood up with her fan in hand as if she were ready to kill someone with it. "Why have you barged in here without my consent?" Scowled Priscilla with horrifying womanly authority.
The messenger wasn't intimidated by this pretty woman, it seems that he's unaware of what she's capable of. "Ma-am, it's regarding the explosions near the Watergate city." He said in a mocking voice.
Priscilla raised a brow at this. "So what? If it hadn't affected the city in any shape or form then it isn't a cause of concern." She scoffed in a irritated manner. "Now begone with you!"
Sigh* "Of course Ma'am-" Suddenly a small portion of his face was slashed spilling blood onto his attire and the ground he stood on.
"!" The man touched his cheek and to his horror he found blood and lots of it. "AAhhhh! My face!" He applied pressure to the wound to stop the bleeding.
The previous messenger stepped back a bit. 'Looks like he's new. It seems he wasn't warned of Priscilla's short temper.' He thought.
"It's 'Princess' to you." Said Priscilla in a satisfied voice.
Aldebaran cringed at the bloody mess caused by Priscilla. He knew she would order him to cleanup the mess despite him having zero experience removing stains. Dammit there's obviously Butlers and Maids nearby and are very capable of removing stains and yet Priscilla would do anything to satisfy her boredom by watching Al make a fool of himself.
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Abandoned village (Outside the city of Priestella)
The Authorities from the Watergate city sent one carriage to investigate the origin of the explosions near the agricultural fields.
As soon as the speeding carriage arrived into the boundaries of the deserted village, a group of four knights cautiously exited their primitive vehicle to scan the vicinity while the Chauffeur stayed behind with the Ground Dragon on a leash. (The Chauffeur was a knight himself)
[Mahara The Leader of the group. He had battle scars on his face and a dark, grey beard decorating his chin giving him the appearance of a veteran]
[Saramao was a Minor class Knight who had the innocent face of a child giving him the appearance of fresh breed (Newbie)]
[Weise is a Smart-Mouth wearing big glasses and had Well-groomed hair and he's currently smoking Vollakian Kush in hand]
[Paisley is blond with a face similar to Genos although with more human characteristic. Saitama would confuse Paisley for Genos simply by looking at him]
"Keep your guard up." Mahara said as the group scanned the depressed setting.
The abandoned town had been destroyed last night showing signs of a battle taking place hours ago.
"Just look at this place." The Minor class walked over to where fountain statue once stood in the middle of town.
The decorated fountain once displayed some form of beauty even after decaying and growing moss overtime. Not anymore for it was destroyed into bits and pieces. The houses in the vicinity were caught in the blast radius too thus erasing any history the area retained over the years of desolation.
"What kind of battle could have caused such destruction of this magnitude?" The minor class asked.
The leader of the group crouched near the shattered debris to scan the contents of the statue. "I don't know. But if there was a fight here, where are the bodies?"
The Smart-Mouth fixed his glasses while walking into the scene. "I'd wager that Paisley right here was ridding of his gambling dept." He looked toward the blond knight by the name of Paisley.
Paisley responded by smacking Weise's Vollakian Kush off his hands.
"Shut up Weise! We've had enough of your smart-mouth talking throughout the whole trip to this damned forsaken place." He complained albeit with a calm voice. "Give us a damn brake."
Weise simply shrugged in response to the hostility. "So you don't deny destroying the evidence of your gambling debt?" Weise asked in amusement.
"Yesterday!" Shouted Paisley now losing composure. "I paid more than half of my dept in advance so, No! I didn't go on about exploding my gambling debt!" He replied with a stern frown.
But Weise still had something to say. "Perhaps it wasn't your debt, but was your divorce papers?" Replied Weise with an amused "Hm?" at the end.
"Weise." Paisley responded in confusion. "I was never married."
Weise almost picked up his Vollakian kush but stopped mid-way. "You weren't married?" He asked in shock. "Then who was that woman last night-"
"SHush! shish shuhhsh!" Paisley covered Weise's mouth. 'Can't let anyone know what I did to his sister.' Paisley thought in panic.
The leader of the group stood up then gave an irritated glare at both Weise and Paisley causing them to stand silent. They both already knew what the Veteran knight meant even with now words spoken.
The veteran knight then glanced at the bottomless ravine that stretched across the village into the forest.
"Stay close. If there's a lack of evidence, then this means one thing only." The leader growled with the voice of sandpaper.
The Saramao stood in a worried posture. "What could that mean?" He asked worriedly. He didn't like where this was going. He knew he should have listened to his parents to become a shoemaker instead of training to become a knight.
The Veteran knight looked at his men with certainty. "The Witch's cult were here not too long ago."
This gained Multiple reactions.
Paisley placed his hand on his sheathed sword and growled angrily.
Saramao's facial expression showed panic.
Weise didn't even care and simply smoked more Vollakian Kush.
After several more minutes of investigation something was found.
"Look at this!" Saramao crouched down and picked up a severed metal arm.
Mahara snatched the metal arm from Saramao's hands to observe it scaring the newbie in the process. "A... metal arm? Who would this belong to?" Mahara asked while glancing at the bottomless ravine stretching across a burnt landscape.
The four knights approached the ravine and stared down into it's dark abyss that seemed to stretch endlessly, but what greatly unnerved them was the two glowing eyes staring into their souls.
Paisley stepped back. "Cursed beast!" He Shouted. "What is that thing?"
The two glowing eyes suddenly vanished.
"You think it noticed us?" Saramao asked in panic.
Weise remained calm and composed as he exhaled the Kush in hand. "I think whatever is down there may be responsible for what happened here." Weise assumed.
Mahara the leader stood on the edge of the cliff staring down into the dark ravine. "I'm off to investigate. You needn't join me if you lack the will to do so."
"uh.." Before Saramao could say his concerns he and his two comrades watched their leader dive into the abyss without a second thought.
[–]
Mahara descended into the darkness of the abyss and fell almost 2 kilometers underground.
Damn it was very deep!
Mahara's divine protection activated thus protecting him from the cold temperatures as he kept sinking into the abyss. Suddenly his free-fall had been slowed down to the point he seemed as if he were floating safely.
Rainbow colored spirits shrouded his body and had broken the fall allowing Mahara to touch down safely.
It was dark, that much was obvious.
Even with the sun shining into the abyss it was too deep down in the ravine to see anything except for the spirits surrounding Mahara like Christmas lights.
"Luz" He said. A bright spirit about the size of a pebble appeared on the veteran's right hand allowing him to use the it as a reliable light source.
The corridors of the ravine became more visible as the spirit in hand intensified it's magical shine.
"Where did it go off to now..." He said to nobody in particular as he noticed many claw marks belonging to what he assumed to belong to Spider Beasts.
The knight unsheathed his sword in response and the spirits surrounding him went on high alert.
"..." The veteran listened carefully for sound. This wasn't the first time he dealt with these types of creatures. 'These creatures reside down here for a reason, they'll do whatever they can to avoid light.' He thought as he increased the intensity of the light in his hand.
'Deja vu, huh?' He thought.
Upon intensifying the light, Mahara noticed mangled bodies beyond recognition. Hundreds of corpses belonging to the Witch's cult.
What happened to them last night?
"Dead Sect members obviously been tossed down here. Pff! Such a bad attempt at hiding their own existence." He mused to himself.
"But still, they're real bastards. Tossing their dead into THIS Claustrophobic place?" Mahara felt disgusted at the sight of bodies that went -SPLAT- all over the ground. "Could have buried the bastards but... that's more than what they deserve..." He said in a sandpaper-voice.
Suddenly Mahara heard movement. He darted his attention toward the left to notice a brief glimpse of a blond disembodied head with mechanical spider legs pouring out of the neck section.
Most of the head was burnt and displayed many cracks and a fist-shaped dent mark on the right cheek.
The right eye was hanging from it's socket and the hair was a mess.
The head crawled like a spider into a corridor-like cave 2 meters to the veteran's left.
"Was that Paisley's head!?" He wondered as he quickly went on to pursue the head to see where leads to...
While following the sounds of tiny legs making a run for it, Hamara found himself encountering a massive mineral deposit of magic stones.
But that's not all.
What he saw was miners paradise. Precious metals all in corridors and corners of this place.
'Mother of Riches...' He thought while dimming down the magic lights surrounding him.
The disembodied head seemed to be using the spider-like legs to mine the materials into a pile for later usage.
After Mahara did a brief scan of the area, he noticed what appeared to be a futuristic body parts belonging to an exoskeleton laid perfectly on a flat surface.
What?!
The disembodied head was attempting to rebuild a new improved body for itself!
The Demon Cyborg's head used Pre-Recorded instructions written by the Doctor himself. If Genos were to ever become too damaged to the point he cannot ask for the the Doctor's help, he'd be on his own.
If the body received too much damage but the head managed to survive, it would drill a path to underground and attempt to repair itself or create a new body using the statistics of the previous updated model.
Mahara stepped back a bit. 'Should I kill it?' He wondered. 'Whatever that thing is, it's probably an abomination created by the Jealous Witch herself.' He thought for a moment then came to a conclusion. 'Yeah! That's what it is.' He wrongly accused Genos of being an abomination.
The cyborg head detected a presence then made a run for it again.
"No you don't!" The Veteran used Earth magic to warp the earth into spikes in an attempt to destroy the abomination but resulted in smashing of the exoskeleton instead.
Still, the head escaped into the cracks of the corridors.
All the hard work invested in every inch of the exoskeleton had been completely destroyed.
"Shit" He cursed. "Where is it now?" The Veteran stepped over the destroyed metal-skeleton parts and observed his surroundings. "Seems it escaped. But I'll be damned. What a fine stash of Magic stones. Looks like I'll be retiring sooner than I thought!"
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"He's crazy for jumping down there!" Shouted Paisley.
"Relax, he can fall from the height of the moon and survive." Said Weise as he exhaled Vollakian Kush.
"Yeah, No. Nobody can survive that." Scoffed Paisley. "I mean, not even Reinhard could-" He was interrupted by Weise.
"Just try'n to say that it'll take more than that" He pointed at the abyss." "For him to die, so just sit back... and relax." He inhaled more Kush then exhaled after a few seconds. "We just earned ourselves some few minutes of standing idle."
"I hate standing idle." Paisley sighed in defeat.
Cough, cough* "Sure, it ain't no fun, but all the more why for me to smoke some of that good, good Vollakian kush." He said then inhaled the substance as much as he could then exhaled in satisfaction in front of Paisley's face.
cough, cough, coougghghgh!* Paisley coughed and faced the other direction and spat the floor.
"You're a pig you know that?" Complained Paisley.
"You're sister's a pig..." Said Weise. "At least she squealed like one."
"Then that makes us even." Scoffed Paisley.
It took a while for Weise to understand what Paisley meant. "What?"
Saramao simply ignored their conversation.
He stared at his childhood home with nostalgia along with the homes of his former neighbors. The structures seemed to have been consumed by flames leaving nothing but ash and debris. Mother Nature had been burned too. What hasn't been consumed by fire?
All evidence of the witch's cult had been burned as well. There remained not a single corpse in sight! Every cultist corpse had been removed from the vicinity in order to protect the existence of the sect.
It is simply protocol. It is obligatory to dispose every ounce of evidence... Including the body of Genos.
So how did the Witch's cult dispose of the Cyborg's body?
They collected the body.
Despite being a body without arms nor a head, the Cyborg's corpse was indeed a fascinating piece of technology the cult couldn't resist studying. A humanoid machine that could display logic and reasoning wasn't something they'd wish to toss away now would they?
Advanced technology falling into the wrong hands was one of Dr. Kuseno's worst fears. So the Doctor implemented a nuclear Fail-safe countdown for anyone who dared to collect the Cyborg's body.
Therefore any desperate measure will be taken.
Hidden ruins (Temporary hide out for the witch's cult)
The Cyborg's body laid motionless on the cold floors of a dark cave as five intelligent Witch cultists specialized in deciphering the secrets of Metias (Rare magic items) observed the foreign technology. Betelgeuse himself was monitoring the progress of this operation.
Little did the cult know, the Cyborg wasn't made of magic for they were wasting their time. It took a while for the Madman himself to realize their mistake after observing the complicated wires and circuits.
They weren't making any progress.
Betelgeuse glanced at the piece of technology without interest then came to a conclusion. "Destroy the body."
The five cloaked individuals looked at the Madman with an expression of "Are you sure?" Though not a word escaped their lips.
After a silent stare down of 5 seconds the followers bowed in respect then proceeded to lift the Cyborg's body and carry it to the front entrance to dispose of it with fire.
It was at this moment the Cyborg's body began to glow bright lights and create a haunting noise similar to an engine starting up. The Cultists dropped the body then blankly stared at it not knowing what to do.
The Metallic body became reanimated and immediately attacked the closest sect member with a roundhouse kick sending the cultists flying at another one.
-THUMP-
"!" All Enemies had been alerted.
What was thought to be a dead metallic body remained to be alive this entire time! And without a damn head?!
The sect members quickly went into battle phase as Tens and Twenties of cult members poured into the vicinity including Betelgeuse himself.
The Archbishop's unseen hands stretched toward the metallic body in an attempt to apprehend it.
The Cyborg in response to the unseen hands began to kick them away due to sensing movement.
All eyes in the vicinity were shocked at the reanimated corpse's behavior!
"It can see my authority? Without a head!" The madman had an emotional breakdown while pulling on his hair. "SLOTH!"
The Madman poured hundreds of unseen hands stretched towards the body and after several failed attempts, Betelgeuse finally apprehended the reanimated Metallic corpse and crushed it deep into the ground.
The Cyborg's body had been dangerously damaged on the torso of the exoskeleton to such an extent that the Core became visible to all prying eyes.
The Core began to radiate dangerous amounts of heat and electricity to such an extent that every surrounding sect member began to sweat non-stop.
"What in Sloth's name is-" These became the Archbishop's final words because the following occurring.
-BOoOoOoOM- (EarRape)
The headless metallic body released enough energy to erase all life in a 10 mile radius destroying the Hideout and every Cultist including Betelgeuse himself. Luckily the Sin Archbishop's soul escaped into another body far away from the blast radius.
The entire forest along with the Ruins had been erased from the face of Lugunica. Only a crater about ten miles wide remained and the skies had been filled with pitch black smoke and clouds. Lightning and thunder crackled in the Skies as if the Gods had become angry with their creation.
-61 kills confirmed-
Despite the massive explosion, the Cyborg didn't self destruct due to detecting the missing head was still functional. But more importantly the missing body part seemed to be sending an SOS signal as if it was being threatened by something.
The now reanimated body gained the objective of salvaging the missing head. If only the same could be said for the missing arms but both limbs were no longer functional.
Such an explosion would not go unnoticed by the inhabitants of this land for it had shook the foundations of the Earth creating slight panic in all cities and causing Aldebaran to spill a glass of wine onto Priscilla's fine Bosom.
And that's not all. The shock wave was enough to shatter windows for miles and temporarily blind citizens that happened to be staring into the clouds.
The citizens of Lugnica weren't the only one's alerted by the tremors and the explosions. The beast of the fog had been alerted too.
The Ten Mile Wasteland wont be ignored.
Roswaal's Mansion (Front Porch)
Rem and Ram stood in front of Saitama as he readied himself to search for Genos.
"Dear guest." Said Rem with much respect in her tone of voice. "Do you still wish to leave without eating breakfast first?" Asked Rem.
"Dear guest." Said Ram with much disgust in her tone of voice. "Those Muscles of yours wont remain strong if... Forget it, I don't care." Said Ram as she turned away to attend other tasks but Rem grabbed onto her sister's maid outfit thus stopping Ram from leaving.
Ram still continued walking but remained in place creating a hole in the ground as she kept taking steps forward.
Saitama waved his hand. "It's fine, I'll be back soon if I find Genos. Don't wait up on me." Said Saitama.
The Bald hero crouched down to put strength in his legs then leaped high into the sky. The Force caused the skirts of the two maids to react to the wind forcing both girls to cover themselves.
It seemed as if Saitama were flying to the eyes of the maids.
"Impressive." Said Ram. "The Baldy can fly just like Lord Roswaal."
But suddenly gravity pulled Saitama towards to the Earth again. The Baldy landed somewhere far away in the MaBeast forest.
Ram became unimpressed and simply walked away while Rem staying behind to admire Saitama's abilities.
From a window Emilia watched Saitama jump away at high speeds. 'He didn't tell me he'd leave... Please be okay. And bring back Genos.'
In the Wild forests nearing the Watergate city, Saitama casually super sprinted to where he heard the explosions last night then he heard echoes of an explosion in the distance.
The sound became louder and louder to the point the ground began to tremble madly like a savage earthquake. The winds were blowing like hurricane Maria for a brief moment then several trees collapsed due the intensity of the tremors.
One of the trees collapsed onto Saitama's bald head then the tree snapped in half causing Saitama's feet to sink underground by 2 ft.
"Okay." Saitama stood still during the event. "I hope the girls in the mansion are safe." (They are freaking out btw)
Saitama continued to march forward but then stopped in his tracks to ponder his next decision.
"Did Genos cause that explosion?" Saitama asked nobody in particular. "Or is this country at war?"
Saitama bent over slightly then jumped high into the sky causing the ground beneath him to form a crater.
From 100 meters up in the windy blue sky he scanned the green landscapes and noticed black clouds and explosive aftermath ranging 10 miles in the distance.
"Uh-oh."
There was also a massive white fog quickly heading toward the Watergate City at high speeds focusing on the source of the explosion but Saitama thought nothing of it.
The bald hero flapped his arms once with enough strength to propel himself forward like a bullet creating the illusion of flight. At high speeds Saitama flew toward the origin of the explosion and eventually noticed the Ten Mile crater that was still smoking and filled with radiation.
Now for some reason there was a Metallic body similar to Genos without arms nor a head running away from the aftermath heading into the burning forests.
Saitama's eyes widened at the odd sight. "Was that Genos?" After seeing it disappear into the trees he decided to chase it.
"Did Genos brake himself again? I'm gonna go talk to him."
As Saitama flew closer to the crater he made a turn in mid-air toward what he believed to be Genos.
Then White fog suddenly appeared out of nowhere causing Saitama to loose track of where Genos was heading to.
"Where'd this fog come from?"
Suddenly a Massive white creature blocked Saitama's path, but the incredible speed he traveled allowed Saitama to accidentally penetrate through the white creature's body like a a knife on butter.
Then Saitama appeared on the other side of the creature's body with his clothes were covered in blood again. "What was that?!" He panicked out loud.
Saitama turned around in midair and noticed what he had accidentally killed.
The White Whale
Saitama had accidentally shot right through the White Whale's head like a bullet instantly melting the beast's brain in the process. The creature died instantly as it no longer had a functioning brain and continued to bleed pools of blood into the still smoking crater full of radiation.
The White Whale's eyes became lifeless as it lost it's altitude. As Saitama gracefully landed, the giant fish collapsed on top of the Caped Baldy creating a shock wave and small tremors making it seem as if Saitama had been crushed just now.
Someone's pet was killed and the owner wasn't too happy about it.
Saitama was surprisingly comfortable being squished under the weight of the White Whale. Though sadly all good things must come to and end because Saitama needs to breathe some air.
The massive fish carcass was lifted up allowing Saitama to walk out of his temporary grave then dropped it as soon as he was free.
"I wonder what Genos would cook up using the White Whale's meat as the as the main dish..."
The White Whale laid motionless. It's eyes were devoid of life. To the eyes of Saitama the fish looked very tasty.
Saitama heard footsteps behind him.
Saitama turned around and saw a man with white hair who had the overall vibe of a regular person you'd easily forget in a crowd of people. A boy with messy rags for clothes stood next to him.
"Okay."
Karsten's Mansion (Crusch's office)
Despite the tremors and echoes of explosions in the distance, all staff members of the Karsten estate remained calm and composed, trusting the Imperial knights would do something about the frequent "booms" in the distance.
But after the recent boom that shook all of Lugunica, every glass window shattered including mirrors and fragile kitchen wares.
Every window in the mansion had been shattered to pieces so Wilhelm had work to do.
Miss Crusch was finishing up the last of the invitations involving the subjugation of the White Whale despite the all of the broken glass shards scattered on the ground. She trusted Wilhelm and other staff members would deal with the problem.
Felix was carefully brushing his hair while seated on the couch meant only for guests.
Meanwhile Wilhelm stood beside the window sweeping glass shards into a bucket. Every now and then he looked at the skies due to feeling something wrong.
The old timer began to notice an odd fog darkening the skies.
"I hope that isn't what I think it is." Mused Wilhelm quietly although Felix overheard the old man.
"What's wrong Old Man Wil?" The Cat boy asked while casually walking toward the window to see for himself.
Without looking away from the fog in the distance Wilhelm replied "I just had this feeling, something sinister could have been involved with the frequent noises."
Crusch glanced away from the documents to pay attention to the conversation of her subordinates.
Felix noticed why Wilhelm was extremely focused "Oh! Are N'you worried because of 'that' white fog?" He asked.
"Yes. Never had I thought the beast would appear this soon." Wilhelm's grip tightened on his sheathed sword as he spoke.
Crusch gracefully stood up from her seat. "Don't get any wrong ideas, Wilhelm, the subjugation isn't something one man can handle alone."
Felix glanced humorously at Crusch. "But what about Saitam-"
"Don't remind me, please." Said Crusch with a stern voice. "I know what I've said, but I wish to erase any relations we've had with him."
Felix's feline ears darted left and right. "Meuw? Why?"
Crusch continued. "We shall not involve Saitama in this subjugation. He may be strong, but we may gain unwanted enemies if we endorse his decisions." Finished Crusch.
Wilhelm looked away from the window to focus on Crusch. "Might I ask, is this because of Saitama's actions in the Castle?" Asked Wilhelm. "I wasn't present at the time, but I became well aware of the situation with Julius."
"Yes. That's one reason." Replied Crusch.
Felix smirked. "Ferri-chan managed to fix Julius, although Ferri-chan will have to try again tomorrow to finalize Julius' healing process." Felix Said proudly.
"But, is there more than one reason?" Wilhelm asked Crusch.
Crusch nodded. "Of course. One of my rivals to the throne had requested us to join arms against the Emilia Camp because of Saitama's actions. It seems they were unaware of our alliance with him." Finished Crusch.
Felix nodded. "N'yeaw, Anastasia-sama has went as far as to request the help of Priscilla-sama as well."
Wilhelm looked down and shook his head in pity. Not for Saitama but for those who dare to oppose him. All it took was one fight against Saitama for him to realize just how powerful the bald man was. Crusch and Felix may have forgotten, but this old timer hadn't forgotten.
"I hope in the end that all things will turn out for the better." Said Wilhelm to nobody in particular but loud enough for everyone to hear.
Crusch nodded at that.
Wilhelm continued. "Which is why I ask for permission to investigate the White Fog."
"No." Crusch quickly said.
"?" Wilhelm knew the answer still would have been "No" but he still wished to know why.
"The answer is no. I cannot lose you now." Said Crusch.
Killer intent shrouded Wilhelm for a brief moment then vanished as he calmed down.
Wilhelm bowed his head with his hand over his heart. "I understand, Miss Crusch. I am sorry."
-Knock, knock, knock-
All eyes were on the door.
"You may enter." Said Crusch.
The door rushed open as two Imperial knights came walking inside.
Reinhard Van Astrea and Julius Jukulius himself entered the office. Both knights bowed their heads to Crusch. Reinhard briefly looked at Wilhelm then immediately avoided eye contact with him.
Crusch noticed both knights were already dressed for battle.
"Reinhard and Julius. Why have I been graced by your presence?" She asked.
Reinhard had his hand on his heart. "Don't flatter us. We've been requested to bring Ferris with us on an urgent mission." Said Reinhard.
Felix's feline ears darted upward. "Really? I'll get changed right meow!" The cat boy rushed past his fellow Knights toward his bedroom.
Julius noticed the shattered glass scattered all over the floor. "I see it happened here as well." Said Julius.
Crusch stepped away from her desk to approach Julius. "Don't mind the mess. I'd like to know if your arm is any better?" Asked Crusch.
"My arm isn't in pain anymore, although it has become quite difficult to move my sometimes." Julius attempted to harden his fist but his fingers simply twitched.
"I'm sorry for what happened to you." Crusch quickly said.
"Don't be. This was my undoing. Out of pity I allowed Saitama to strike me. If I had been informed of his brute strength, I would have retracted toward safety."
Reinhard pat Julius shoulder. "Everyone knew of Saitama's abilities ever since he scored a trillion." Said Reinhard. "But many Knights had their doubts on him and believed him to be a fraud."
Wilhelm stepped forth. "Indeed this was your undoing, Julius." Said Wilhelm gaining the attention of both knights. "I myself had fought against Saitama and lost against him."
"The Sword Demon lost to Saitama as well?" Asked Julius.
Wilhelm lowered his head. "Yes. I didn't hold back against him and yet I've been defeated without receiving a single strike from him." Said Wilhelm gaining a surprised look from Julius.
"Did you manage to strike him once?" Asked Julius.
"No. All of my training amounted to nothing against his unmatched speed."
"He was fast?" Asked Julius with a hint of doubt.
"Indeed he was. Saitama even admitted to lack the skill to use a sword. It was all speed that kept him one step ahead of me."
"I see..." Julius pondered on these words for a moment. "I never stood a chance against Saitama from the start."
Wilhelm nodded at that.
"Then I shall make it my goal to surpass Saitama." Said Julius with determination.
Felix entered the scene again. "Ferri-chan is ready N'yow!" Felix was dressed in the attire of the Royal Guard and stood beside his two comrades.
Reinhard and Julius focused on Felix.
"Thank you Ferri-chan. We must hurry." Said Reinhard.
[-]
Ten Mile Wasteland
The dead whale laid motionless behind Saitama as he blankly stared at the two people on front of him.
The two newcomers studied Saitama's appearance from head to toe. The caped baldy didn't seem capable enough to kill the White whale. The blond warrior from last night seemed more like someone who could defeat the white whale with ease.
So who killed it?
"Can I help the two of you?" Asked Saitama.
The brown-haired child standing next to the bored man looked at Saitama with disgust. "That doesn't look tasty to me."
Saitama looked to the fish. "Oh this thing?" Saitama gestured toward the whale. "Fish isn't that bad once you cook it properly, I got a friend who's good at preparing sushi and other sea foods." Said Saitama not realizing what the kid meant.
"Like I said, fish is fish. It will taste good if cooked properly." Said Saitama returning his attention to the two newcomers. "You guys want some of this fish too?" He asked. "All of it would go to waste after I get a small fill." Finished Saitama.
The kid and the white-haired man kept observing Saitama to make sure they didn't miss a single detail. The caped baldy was covered in the white whale's blood from head-to-toe. Was he saved from being eaten by the whale? Who was responsible for saving this bady from death?
The white-haired man pointed a finger at Saitama. "Listen carefully." Saitama's attention darted to him.
"I have THE RIGHT to know the man responsible for the death of our pet!" He demanded as if he even deserved a response with his attitude.
Saitama's eyes widened. He just killed their pet?
"Seriously?" Saitama studied the white whale then the looked to the two people in front of him. "You mean this entire whale was your pet?!" Asked Saitama in amazement.
The white-haired man narrowed his eyes. "I'm the one asking questions! Answer me now! You don't get to ask anything you aren't entitled to!" He strictly said.
Saitama blankly stared at the madman. Is he another weirdo like that Beetle juice guy?
The white-haired madman continued. "Are you ignoring my rights? I have the right to know what's going on, RIGHT NOW! I respected your rights, so answer me this, baldy!"
Saitama flinched when he was called baldy.
"Who. Killed. Our. PET?"
Saitama scratched his ear. "Geez, you remind me of those SJWs in the western cities." Said Saitama. "If you wanna know who killed the fish so badly, you could have asked nicely!" He Said irritably. "If anything, I think you're violating my rights by straight forward becoming hostile without a valid reason!"
The white haired man heard Saitama's argument then smirked. "I believe we started on the wrong foot. Believe me, I may not be greedy, but I'll admit to deserving all the attention."
"um, okay?" Saitama wasn't understanding the madman.
The white-haired man bowed. "I am Sin Archbishop of Greed, Regulus Corneas." He lifted his head up and smirked.
The kid licked his lips like a hungry dog. "I'm the Sin archbishop of Gluttony, Ley Batenkaitos." He said while his stomach growled.
Saitama's eyes widened. "Wait, you guys are fanboys too?"
Regulus and Ley blankly stared at Saitama in confusion.
Regulus spoke up to brake the silence. "How greedy. We've given you our names. Now it's time for you to give us yours."
"Oh. I'm a Professional hero. Saitama. Just Saitama."
Ley seemed to become even more hungry when he heard Saitama's name.
Regulus waved his hand nonchalantly. "Now then, I believe it's my right to hear a detailed explanation of how our pet was recently killed."
"Why'd ya want to know so badly? Are you upset about it's death?" Asked Saitama.
"Not really, after all of this we could just raise and grow a new white whale."
"Oh. Speaking of the white whale..." Saitama coughed a bit. "Why haven't you put it on a leash?" Asked Saitama.
Regulus raised an eye brow. "A leash? How would that work?" He asked.
"I mean, Why didn't you keep your pet in a cage like a responsible pet owner should have done?" Asked Saitama while crossing his arms. "Don't become upset, but I met several people who are desperately trying to kill your pet."
As the conversation continued, Ley seemed to become very hungry and drooled like a dog.
Regulus smirked with his hands in his pocket. "I believe a responsible pet owner should never leave their pet in a cage, it would go against the rights of the animal. How would you like to be trapped in a cage against your rights? Do you think your rights should be considered more than the animal itself? That is a greedy way of thinking. Absolutely greedy."
"Well, your pet's RIGHT to be free had cost the lives of many people. Did you ever think of that? People were KILLED by your pet." Said Saitama a bit annoyed with this madman.
"And yet, you shouldn't deny the fact that every living creature retains their rights. A single creature's rights should never trump the rights of another creature. That's just being greedy."
"No, you're greedy. I know a greedy person when I see one." Saitama's words seemed to offend Regulus.
Ley couldn't control his hunger anymore and stepped forth like a starving dog. He hungrily stepped closer to Saitama catching the baldy's attention.
"Try not to argue with Regulus. You'll never manage to convince him." Ley reached his left hand toward Saitama as if he were trying to handshake the Baldy.
Saitama was moments away from handshaking Ley until he noticed the the brown-haired kid had dirty hands.
Saitama stepped away. "No, sorry kid. Your hands are full of germs." His words seemed to offend Ley.
"Why, your hands are dirty too! You're covered in blood from head-to-toe." Scoffed Ley.
"That still doesn't justify the spread of germs. So the answer is No." Saitama stepped away but Ley continued to follow him like a starved wolf.
"Knock it off kid! You need to take a shower first!" Complained Saitama. Though he could use a shower himself.
Ley suddenly became shrouded in black miasma. Suddenly he dashed faster than the speed of light toward Saitama in an attempt to touch him with his left hand.
Saitama noticed Ley moving in slow motion. "Gosh, this kid is annoying."
As Ley closed the gap between the two, Saitama suddenly vanished into thin air.
"?" Regulus widened his eyes. Could the bloodied caped baldy be responsible for killing their pet?
"Where did he go?" Ley widened his eyes in Surprise. Nobody can escape his speed!
Saitama was seen standing on top of the dead fish's head. "And here I thought we could have a civilized conversation. Why is this country flooded with creeps like you?"
Ley grit his teeth like a starving wolf then pounced at light speed toward Saitama one more time.
"You can't escape fr-" Ley couldn't finish his sentence as Saitama gave him a chop on the Shoulder. Ley's eyes bulged comically as his body was sent YEETING towards the ground in front of Regulus.
-THUMP-
Regulus' speculation wasn't for naught. The caped baldy in front of him truly was the cause of the whale's death.
"Finally!" Shouted Regulus catching saitama's attention. "The Witch's cult had waited 400 years for someone like you! Someone strong enough to kill the White Whale! The cult's patience had finally been rewarded!" Said Regulus with glee.
Leave a review I want to know what you think is going to happen.
Does Saitama's strength surpass Regulus' abilities?
The Stillness of an Object's Time (物体の時間の静止 Buttai no Jikan no Seishi)
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Lion's Heart (獅子の心臓 Shishi no Shinzō) or Small King (小さな王 Chīsana Ō)
What will happen when an unstoppable force meets an unmovable object?