A woman in her early 30s wearing a blue formal wear was standing on a black podium, holding a white microphone.
"President, you may begin," A cameraman standing beside a few bodyguards in trackwear said.
"Today,
I shall personally make a press statement live regarding several recent
incidents regarding the serial killing of white and able bodied people
in our neighbouring country, Ceroif. We have certainly heard the
implausibility of discrimination of white or able bodied people, but the
recent serial killings has proven to us that this is not true at all,”
“Our
countrymen are saddened by their deaths and unless the killers are
brought to justice, they will never be able to rest in peace.
Thankfully, most of the international community has agreed with us.
However, I am also disappointed that there are irresponsible remarks
over the internet which denied such incidents genuinely happened,
assuming that there are white and able bodied people who staged these
incidents,”
“I
am also glad that the dictator of Ceroif had personally gave us a
notice about a few wanted suspects who were reported to be fleeing
towards this country. If we have discovered them, they shall be deported
immediately back to Ceroif to be arrested by their own legal
enforcement. However, we will not allow any of their legal enforcement
officers enter our territories to arrest them,”
“Such
an act constitutes a disrespect towards our legal sovereignty and shall
not be tolerated, even if this means declaring war towards other
nations. We expect every country to respect this stance we have adopted
as we respect other countries’ decision to not arrest our criminals who
escaped to their geographical territories. May God bless us,”
“Great job,” The cameraman said. At the meantime, somewhere inside a palace,
“I
strongly condemn such an act of ignorance by the general public of
Ceroif, especially when that involves the goddamned bastard of the
dictator, Dergias fucking Balfeir,”
“I
thought that only ordinary citizens would dare to challenge this law.
If this is what you want, you theocratic bitch, I’ll show you what I can
do to your country. My officers!” A man in silver coated cloak yelled.
“Yes, my dictator,” A few people wearing golden cloaks appeared behind him.
“You know what should be done next, right?”
“Yes, my dictator,” They disappeared. At the meantime, somewhere inside a wooden house in a forest,
“My
anti-hijacking signals are on...this is not supposed to be
happening...thankfully my recording devices are working properly at
another well hidden place. Let’s see what is the hijacking,” A man
wearing round spectacles and a white lab coat was watching television.
After 5 minutes, “This is a very serious matter. I must find her as soon
as possible,” At the meantime, somewhere unknown,
“This
is certainly interesting. She never knew that her own officers were
bribed to do such a thing. I wondered how long she would be last. Let’s
sit back and see how things happen. Perhaps this is a good chance for us
to seize power for ourselves!” Back to the president,
“Argh!”
The bodyguards and cameraman suddenly screamed as their backs were
slashed using a black painted swords. As their bodies fell down onto the
ground, she saw people in gold cloaks pointing the swords at her.
“Fyerive
Onsiel, you shall be subjected to lese-majeste! Either you come with us
or get killed!” They dashed towards her, but suddenly firework sparks
struck up from the ground and emitted urine smelling smokes.
“Hold me closely,” A man in blue cloak suddenly held her hand and the two disappeared.
“You
know who I am, right? I could sue you for sexual harassment, you know,”
She took out a handgun and pointed it at him while the two appeared
inside a forest. “You might as well die for attempting to assault me,”
“Hey,
you should be grateful that I rescued you from those Dictatorial Guards
from Ceroif. If this is your attitude towards me, fine. But do not
regret if they found you and kill you on the spot,”
“What do you mean by that? And who are you?”
“Your
live broadcast for a press statement was hijacked into a personal
insult towards my father. He must be very furious that you as the
president personally insulted him. Otherwise, he will not send those
Dictatorial Guards to arrest you this quickly,”
“This
is the first time I heard this. I know that I cannot afford to not
trusting you, but be warned that I can kill you under the name of
personal defense if you ever attempt anything that can hurt me. Want to
be my bodyguard? I’ll hire you straight away for a good price,”
“Sure,”
“I am Fyerive Onsiel, the president of Wogrit,”
“Haverit Balfeir, now at your service!” He knelt onto the ground and stabbed his pencil shaped club onto the ground.
“That weapon...the Xiovias...so the legend is true?”
“Yes.
This weapon is used by my father to fight in the independence war 25
years ago. He passed this weapon to me a year ago, saying that I should
be travelling around the world to gain wisdom before ruling the country
for real, but I dislike the dictatorial state of the country, especially
with the law used to attempt arrest on you,”
“Then
there’s repeated incidents of abducting their so called offenders to be
jailed,” Sounds of explosion were suddenly heard and smokes were
emitted everywhere.
“You
can no longer escape, you fucking scums!” A person in silver cloak
suddenly appeared in front of them. “So our dictator’s son has become a
traitor? Interesting. I’ll kill both of you!” The person suddenly dashed
towards them.
“Crystal
guard!” Fyerive yelled and she was sealed inside an octahedral ruby
with a red coloured shockwave emitted away from it. The person in silver
cloak stopped moving. Haverit touched the crystal, but nothing
happened.
“Curses...I can’t use my teleportation powers?”
“This
will protect me from harm while petrifying any enemies around. As the
president, I should leave the fighting to my bodyguard, who is you. But
apparently that person is protected from the effects. Please dispose him
on my behalf,” Fyerive said.
“As you said,” He dashed forward while the person in silver cloak was walking slowly. This tragedy starts....
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