Chapter 53 - The Don And Villagers Wrath 4 (1/2)

Hermes Archnemesis closed his eyes and recalled what happened before he appeared on the temple. At that time, he received a new grim mission from the newspaper that he really loathed too much to read again.

'I won't even show up earlier if I didn't learn my lesson back then. F.u.c.k you, Stump G. The newspaper's content told me to let my guard down. For what? My free trial to live longer is expired upon receiving the bad news. Goddamn it, it is unreasonable to demand this unfair mission from you. F.u.c.k.i.n.g asshole. This is f.u.c.kin' nuts.'

[Virus Objective: Reveal yourself to the elves and become a captive. Then, the user must be condemned by a human and he must face a court trial. Let the citizens of the Neue Fiona Village explicitly expressed their hatred, rage, and resentment. Failure to comply will punish the user without remorse.]

[First Reward: The popularity will increase from hostile to friendly status. However, the user must suffer, no, face heavy torment from the villagers or else it will be pointless to receive. A human should suffer first before he receives a blessing from God, as per se.]

'Are you f.u.c.kin' kidding me? You're calling it pointless now, huh. You want me to suffer to death. What the f.u.c.k is wrong with you, goddamn psychopath. That's totally unacceptable!' Hermes complained.

[Second Reward: The reputation of the user from the church will improve and immortalize. However, the user must never do an infidelity relationship with other women.]

'Immortalize? Honestly, I don't get it. Or, it meant something else, I guess. The vocabulary words often used by this newspaper are always in the intermediate level of understanding in my former world. But infidelity? What do you mean by that? I haven't married yet with other women even in my former life, you know. The only thing I ever did was sleeping with my body pillow! Oh, I know. You're making fun of me, aren't you? This is f.u.c.kin' bias! Biased mission!' Hermes criticized the content with a wrinkled eye.

[Third Reward: Dopehead Executioner, the user shall be given the right to kill drug abusers who are using children as an experiment rat, sacrificial pawn, and child labor.]

[Time limit of all is one night.]

'What the f.u.c.k is the Dopehead anyway? Hello, newspaper. This is no fun at all. Wait, does that mean I will face drug carriers in this world too? Man, this is troublesome,' Hermes heaved an exhausting sigh.

[Virus Warning: The user should be finished the mission before nightfall or else he will receive a heavy punishment. Unable to comply will result in unreasonable death. Good luck!]

'Good luck, my ass! That's really unfair mission, you goddamn lunatic!' Hermes grimaced.

Hermes opened his eyes and looked around. He was stormed by the angry mob. The citizens of the other districts went into trouble to check him in person, the vendors closed their stores with tenacious wrath after they heard he was arrested, and the national media were starting to take some pictures through their cameras, trying to cover the whole situation for their news article.

The street was now crowded with more than a hundred citizens around the village after they received the news of his capture.

The people were surprised upon seeing him like this. Some of them clenched their fist, their eyes trembled in anger, and their bodies shuddered in fear after they saw him in person like a criminal who would face his trial in the village hall.

Everyone was in mixed feelings of anger, pity, and hatred to the young Don. The only exceptions were the paparazzi or mass media who were looking for new coverage for their department that would become a new hit in the market.

[Virus Warning: Do no resist. You will be fine. Do not kill anyone and face the trial full of confidence. Failure to comply will result in the increase of infamy within the village.]

”I don't like to do this, but I have no other choice but to comply,” Hermes commented, biting his lower lips to calm himself.

He looked confident outside, but the truth was, he's afraid to face them like this. Facing the trial was one of the important key points where Hermes was judged by the people. Then, the child died as a verdict with no families who would take care of his clan.

Hermes Archnemesis was no doubt the greatest masterpiece of Aljen Mura. He's the only villain who was very popular with the masses.

It wasn't his looks that made him famous in the former earth, but his unique personality and abilities to face the twelve playable female characters in the game were one of the many reasons for his popularity.

'Man, this is making me worried so much. How long should I play along with this situation, huh? C'mon, show up now,' Hermes begged.

Hermes gasped upon seeing his life turned miserable immensely. He reimagined his body hung by public execution.

”Man, it's too early to die. Wait, I can revive though. Why am I being worried about being killed?” Hermes muttered aside that only he could hear. ”Master, I don't know what happened earlier, but I don't think I can resurrect you if you die. The newspaper put a restriction in my body, though,” said the slime, wearily.

'F.u.c.k this shit. What kind of God is putting a man like me in this position? This is no laughing matter to reckoned with, you know!' Hermes complained inside his head.

The crowd began to torment him through their words, and they threw him with a bunch of baseless accusations one at a time. This made him realized how ignorant the people who only believed in fake news were.

”Die, Hermes Archnemesis. Die!” one of the bystanders shouted at him, crying.

Then, the women followed the same thing. Everyone started to agonize the teenager like nothing but a criminal.

”Bring it back. Bring my daughter back to me! How dare you do this to us? Bring my daughter back, you son of a bitch!”

”Return my son! My son is only seven years old. Bring him back to me!”

”Die, you filthy mafia! Die! You're a corrupt leader like your parents! You should die like them.”

”You piece of shit. I suffered a lot from your unreasonable assaults. You tormented us for five years. Just die, you f.u.c.kin' mafia! Die!”

”I lost a job because of you. You raided us every goddamn month! This is what you get for messing with the locals, you filthy child!”

'Goddamn it, this is worse than I expected. Man, I was right to void my contract with the mercenary last week, or else, they will sooner attack this place according to the agreement. To think this will turn like this. I'm already seeing myself in the face of the Creator,' Hermes cried inside his head.

”Everyone, please calm down. The child needs some space. The verdict will face a trial, and the moment we've been waiting for will come up close. Please bear in mind. We have a proper justice system to comply with. Hear me out, people. It is still too early to judge, so please stay calm,” Elder Kilo reminded, smiling.

'What the f.u.c.k? You're making it worse, senile old man. Man, this is why I hate this situation. This, this is why,' Hermes hung his head with a distraught gaze.

”Wow, this man is sure that my master will be convicted for justice, huh. Unbelievable, I have no idea why this elf is trying to mess up with you, master. Do you think I should punish his race for trying to ruin your name in front of these delicious ingredients?” the slime was infuriated and suggested. ”No, I don't think it is necessary. Please hold still. Don't do anything unless I order to, got it?” Hermes stopped her and rejected it. ”Okay, master. As long as you're fine with that, then I will turn a blind eye temporarily. Geez, I cannot wait to eat them all. Fufu~ I wonder how long will these people around here live after we commence our plan,” the slime giggled.

'What the f.u.c.k is wrong with this monster? Humans are not a mere ingredient and a portion of food. And, by the way, what are you talking about that I have a plan? I don't have a single plan inside my head, you piece of shit. This is part of the play that was made by Stump G,' Hermes bickered, lips retracted.

”I can see the determination in your lips, master. I will support you no matter what,” the slime declared. ”Just shut it already,” Hermes heaved a sigh once again.

”People, listen up. The exasperation and pique are the audacities to hate this man. I can feel the wrath inside your heart. It is proven that the Archnemesis clan made us suffer under their dictatorship. This time we will liberate the village from the young dictator from this moment, and a new era of peace shall reign the whole island,”

”Bring justice for everyone. Kill Hermes Archnemesis!” the man in the crowd

”Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill,” every villager demanded in unison.

This was what Elder Kilo wanted to see by using the people's grudge to empower him.

'Fine, whatever. Torment me since this is the last time I will do this. I don't really like this place anyway. I'm planning to hail to the Unified States and then, I will migrate to the territory of Hispania in Southeast Asia to industrialize it with my money and knowledge from the former earth afterward. That's my plan all along. That's why people. Hate me as long as you want since I will be the one who will win in the end,' Hermes said inside his head.

”But, this is too tiring to play along, though. I wonder what the overpowered transmigrators in the anime and novels will do in this situation? I guess, they will use force to escape. Cut the crap, this is no fantasy novel which will give a villain a plot armor, though,” Hermes caterwauled. ”Transmigrators? What's that word, master? Is that a food?” asked the slime, confusingly. ”You don't need to know. Just keep your mouth shut for now,” Hermes instructed, lips pursed.

”A, as expected to master, you're really a bad person,” the slime praised him with a blatant tone. ”I don't know if I should be proud of or be infuriated at this point,” Hermes commented with a wrinkled gaze.

In the Emorial Inn, the priestess slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing that appeared in front of her was the unknown ceiling. Her upper body raised up, her hand removed the towel from her forehead, and her eyes wandered around for a bit.

'Am I dreaming? Where am I anyway?' she asked herself.

'I cannot remember anything. I wonder what happened earlier this afternoon. All I can remember is...'

Her face turned red after she recalled the kiss with her crush. She clutched her hands between her c.h.e.s.t, and she drowned herself in the pillow to cover her embarrassment.

She screamed out of loud. Then, a little girl in her clerical clothes embarked in panic with the guards behind her.

Her hands carried a big suitcase on her hands, but she dropped it down to check her liege without a hesitation.

”High priestess, are you okay?” asked Ylla, panicky. ”Oh, Ylla. No, wait. Don't look at me,” Venus covered her c.h.e.s.t with a blanket.

”What the heck are you looking at, people? Get out of this place. The excellency needs space and privacy. I said, get out. Out. Guard the room outside, and forget what you saw. Or else,” Ylla pushed the guards out of the room, and she closed the door immediately. Then, she locked it with magic and concealed the whole room with a soundproof spell. ”Thank you, little Ylla. I'm glad you did that,” Venus thanked her.

”High Priestess, I'm glad you're awake. I'm sorry for being late. Please forgive me for being too hasty. I thought you're being attacked, so I called them over here with me. I promise this situation will never happen again, my liege,” Ylla knelt down on one knee, and she apologized out of guilt. ”No, no, please stand up. You don't need to apologize for what happened earlier. Please don't blame yourself too much. Please, I insist,” Venus spluttered.