《Pandemonium of a Lazy Soul》Episode 153-Mesiah!
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"Truth pills?" I asked Archer who sat by me in front of the girl named Anna.
"She has taken them just before you walked in through the door.
"Great I will begin." I smiled as I looked at the worried girl.
"Name?" I asked in their language surprising the girl.
"Anna Stands." The girl replied without any control over what she could say.
"Explain to me the role of the chosen one." Her eyes widened as she desperately tried to not talk.
"Father… hear me and grant me salvation." She started her prayer for self-destruction.
"To stop the rise of the dark one and… Father… hear me and grant me salvation…" The girl tried to divert the topic with her prayer but the truth pill forced her to say everything she knew about what I asked her.
"…to the renewal of our faith." The girl had tears in her eyes.
"Who is the dark one?" I smiled.
"Father hear me and… grant me salvation." The girl kept praying but that wasn't going to be effective for her.
"I don't know."
"What is his/her purpose?" I quickly asked back.
"Father hear me and grant me salvation."
"Dark one is the one whose purpose is to extinguish all life and create a world full of beings like them." Why does that sound so similar? Oh, maybe cuz that is what I plan to do with my ability.
The girl suddenly smiled.
"Father you have heard my prayer and have granted me salvation for this…" As soon as I heard this prayer I quickly stood up and ran out before she could finish it.
"Archer out now!" I shouted as I opened the door.
Archer shut the door just as we heard the last bit of prayer. "…for this I thank you."
I could see a bright light erupting from the gaps in the door. "Looks like she is a goner." I sighed.
I quickly moved towards the next room. "Looks like you failed your highness." The girl who seemed to be the leader of the group smirked as she talked to me in her own language.
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"Bit of a bummer but I got what I needed." I smiled as I saw the smirk on her face falter.
"It also seems like you are able to communicate with your authorities back home who have been spying on the other 2 secretly huh?" I sat in the chair in front of her.
Revealing this annoyed her but she stayed calm. "So, you know of our mission, the dark one and the chosen one. Now that you know you know, you should know why it is important you come with me back to the holy sanctuary."
"Nope." I shook my head in boredom.
Before the girl could say anything I smiled. "Going with you means I have to start fawning over whatever crazy-ass stuck up asshole of a person you worship. And let me tell you I am done following religions and gods.
I am already in this mess thanks to pissing off one." I tried to rile her up, but she was calm.
"You will come back one day whether you like it or not your highness. That is your destiny." She replied calmly while I could see the rage in her eyes.
"Nope! Not my destiny but the destiny of the chosen one you are looking for." I smiled.
"Perhaps you aren't aware your highness but you…"
"Are a candidate for chosen one? Yeah I already know that from your friend Dan." I yawned.
"However, unfortunately for you and your fellows, I am no chosen one.
How do I know that? Because I am a soulless that will cease to exist at any moment." Her eyes widened hearing I was soulless.
"That can't be possible!"
"Oh, year very possible.
Your leaders are listening right?" I saw the answer in her eyes.
"Good because what I am about to say is for them.
Yo, you bunch of fancy-ass priest or whatever I got good news and bad news for you.
Good news is I know exactly who the chosen one is unlike you guys who are only picking candidates." The girls jaw dropped.
"The bad news is I don't feel like telling you guys," I smirked.
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"I am sorry, but this is hard to believe your highness." The girl shook her head with a mocking chuckle.
"You want proof right? Let me give you an insight into the chosen one.
Who told you the chosen one is a single person?" A second later the girls' eyes glowed white.
"Tell me who it is boy!" An old gruff voice came out of the girl's mouth while Archer pulled me back and stood in between me and the girl.
"If you are thinking of forcing me to say, then I suggest you investigate why the empire allowed me to be a candidate for the throne despite being someone who is meant to die any moment." I stood up and walked out while Archer got ready to fight if necessary.
"You will regret this boy!" The old voice from the girl warned.
"Trust me I got better things to regret than a threat from a lame ass religious group who can't even find their own messiah." I smiled just as the girl's body burned to ashes.
Archer looked at the ashes for a few moments before he looked at me.
"What happened?" Archer asked.
What was the reason I gave them last time with Dan Stands involvement in my assassination?
Oh yeah, the church of almighty one is planning to get close to the imperial prince's and influence them so they could secretly begin to control the empire.
"I called their almighty one a stuck up asshole who rapes little kids when he is bored with his ant-sized dick in order to piss her off.
But it seems I pissed off not just her but the people watching her from their 'holy' country." I smiled awkwardly while Archer just looked astonished that I even had the guts of insulting the almighty one.
"You do know although the empire doesn't allow the influence of religious order inside the empire they still allow its people to pray to the deities?" Archer asked.
"So what? What will the almighty one do to me? Send a lightning bolt over my head?
Please I have a higher chance of vanishing in a moment that getting hit by a random lightning bolt." I shrugged as I walked out.
Archer sighed. "Did you find anything from interviewing those 2?"
"Yeah, their plan was to create zealots and missionaries of the almighty one and spread them inside the empire. For this they were looking around the empire for people with faith etc.
This way when the new emperor ascends under their influence it will be much easier for them to move inside the empire. You know how it goes." I lied.
Archer had a serious face as he nodded.
*Beep* *Beep*
I looked at my PCD which was alerting me of an incoming call.
I answered it. "What's up, bro?" I smiled at Jack who was looking at me inquisitively.
"The court has decreed that you pass the control of the prisoner to me." He ordered.
"Or what?" I asked back.
"The court member will arrive in a few moments. They are men and don't obstruct them. This is concerning the fate of the empire so be more serious about this." Jack calmly warned me.
"I suggest you don't send your men out." Suddenly I felt a link being made with me and Jack through my award.
'Got you.' I smirked inwardly.
"Those 2 just killed themselves." I yawned as I hung up the call and walked out of the interrogation room only to see 5 agents who appeared before me.
I shrugged my shoulder and pointed at Archer.
'Got one prince, now for the other prince.' I walked towards my restaurant.
"Call James," I called out to my PCD.
*Ring**Ring* "What do you want?" James answered in annoyance.
"Just wanted to check up on ya bro. How you been?"
"Piss of fucker." James was about to hang up.
"I suggest you don't hang up." However, James ignored me and hung up just as a link formed between me and James.
'2 princes in my pocket.'
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