As the Villain, I Have a Persuasion System Chapter 246 : Congo Battle Made Public

Snowflake-like battle reports were sent to Allied Forces Command. The huge conference hall was a complete ss. No matter how clean and tidy it was usually kept, once busy it was comparable to market hawking.

Bull, at the main seat of the conference table, rubbed his temples while letting everyone argue:

"Why did Ancient Holy Relic deaths leak? Who released the news? Now everyone's panicking and running to the Managent Bureau."

"Of course it's the beneficiaries."

"Shouldn't we be discussing the nuclear radiation zone problem now?"

"Bringing this up makes angry. Just how many special privileges did you arrange for the South African Special Theater? Actually able to escalate to nuclear war—simply fucking embarrassing!"

Officers argued endlessly, basically centered on handling problems left by the Holy City Association battlefield. No one dared take the bla, nor could they bear it. After all, the so-called theater privileges were actually forced on them, full of historical legacy problems from the Holy Relic War back then, finally exploding now. Sorting through it, who knew how pulling out radishes would bring out mud—wouldn't that be a purge?

Among those present were those favoring Magical Girls, those favoring Holy Relics, military independents, and other miscellaneous forces—simply impossible to satisfy everyone.

Everyone was actually engaging in exploratory maneuvering—drag things out to see the other side's reaction?

So far, the Managent Bureau serving as the Salvation Church's external window stated the conflict had ended, with no intention to pursue further—glossing over everything with reconciliation, only so accusations beyond that.

Winners naturally smooth over situations.

The Holy City Association had been quiet throughout, because Pharmacist and Death God, the two main communicators, had retired and fallen, while Pharaoh understood little about the event.

"Didn't Miss Hyacinth ntion the King was present? Contact him." Croft said. "See what he thinks. If he also tends toward reconciliation, then let Command handle the contaminated zone."

The communications officer answered: "There's already news. The Association hopes we intervene in cleanup."

Everyone looked at each other, truly surprised. They'd prepared for him to rage and scold them.

Quite calm.

Leading the world's first transcendent organization was no ordinary person. Clearly the King was already thinking about next steps. As Command further contacted the Association, they even hinted at focusing on the South Pacific Fallen Zone—representing Ancient Holy Relics internally barely reaching consensus on priorities.

Bull, who'd been silent, finally spoke: "Smart approach. Shouldn't directly war with the Salvation Church riding victory's montum now."

"I estimate Miss Elsa's desk is drowning in proposals. Magical Girl forces are now ascendant—zero casualties in their hard-fought African battle is enough to make many people go all-in." Croft murmured.

"Seems we only deserve to clean up."

"Better than not being needed. At least Command has fewer constraints."

"Right." Bull's sharp gaze swept around, making so people shrink their necks. "The Association has kidnapped decision-making to make us wipe their asses several tis—pay more attention."

Generally he shouldn't directly express dissatisfaction. This statent was also using the chaotic situation to establish military authority.

The two major transcendent groups were strong but definitely small teams of very few elites, having to exert influence through countless agents—this was their biggest weakness. Therefore Magical Girls and Holy Relics acquiesced to Command's strength. Both sides should thank Bull for giving them a way down, otherwise consequences would be unpredictable.

Fortunately everything went smoothly.

"Anyway, that's decided. We'll send people to cordon the contaminated zone, retake the South African Special Theater, act imdiately."

Bull's judgnt as a decision-maker directly influenced the situation.

His actions released a signal: Holy City Association and Salvation Church jointly recognized the current situation, not planning to continue fighting. In other words, the two transcendent forces temporarily lay low, creating space and opportunity for Command. Regardless, it proved peace had returned—at least the human camp would maintain fragile balance for quite so ti.

They could tear faces today, sa tomorrow. Actually quite a few powerful people remained pessimistic, continuing to court Magical Girl forces for security.

This caused a strange phenonon: as Command took over battlefield aftermath, more people defected to the Managent Bureau.

Because military action fully revealed the African battle scene to world dia:

In footage, scorched earth hissed with heat, Catastrophic Disaster Beast bone fragnts scattered around, plus more weapon equipnt scrap tal. Battle ruins were so majestic, people inevitably felt awe for participants.

This was nuclear versus transcendent warfare.

Even the ultimate human weapons' intervention hadn't shaken the fact that both sides took bombing yet remained lively and continued fighting—nearly shattering the weapons myth.

Whether Ancient Holy Relics or Blooming Stage Magical Girls, both had surpassed human society's firepower limits—genuine nation-destroying strength. Worthy of the na walking natural disasters. The answer was clear—nothing could restrict them, all depended on conscience.

Not to ntion battlefield footage leaked from unknown sources:

Though publishers deliberately blurred so places, general characteristics were correct. It was clearly both sides going all out in war, opening with nuclear explosions—

Thud!

Bathed in shock waves were squads from both sides, their reactions completely different in this instant.

Well-prepared Ancient Holy Relics simply hid in shelters, completely invisible on the surface.

Magical Girls as strike targets had no choice but to tank it. First to act was the world-famous Hyacinth's ti magic—their figures beca ethereal and unhard. Forcibly withstanding 30 seconds through the most lethal damage phase, the mont they canceled, all were wounded but imdiately supplented by Save Points. Then Domain and World Serpent together covered the squad's withdrawal—completely unhard.

The Salvation Church elite squad was worthy of its full luxury lineup configuration, showing judgnt and coordination like an iron wall in critical monts.

Even nuclear bombs couldn't collapse this vanguard.

Compared to directly hiding, indeed the various divine abilities' response asures were more pleasing to watch, and the Magical Girls fought while bearing consumption afterward.

Did they continue fighting full matches without substitutions after intercepting nuclear bombs?

Indeed they did. What followed was the Catastrophic Disaster Beast "resurrection" declaring the world's nightmare had returned, yet was firmly contained by Hyacinth. Both sides launched the most peak confrontation of this battle.

The na of the strongest Magical Girl was unshakeable, especially that Origin Projection connecting heaven and earth was shocking.

Aurora?

Everyone's minds flashed with déjà vu. At this mont, Hyacinth's towering figure could rival the giant bird Disaster Beast whose wingspan stretched across the horizon. Even ti magic cooperated with her form to create a sword—indeed as she said, cross-sea slash of the great whale, without suspense.

Though the world already knew the result, the supplentary process brought stronger shock—imdiately causing huge waves.

The Salvation Church's exaggerated performance in the African battle shattered many forces' hesitation, very decisively cooperating and investing with Managent Bureau-affiliated foundations.

Spend money for safety while money was useful.

Elsa, stationed at the Washington D.C. branch, was tired but happy, because the battlefield footage video was sent by Senior Hyacinth, then she contacted TV stations to spread the news—world attention.

Her superior could both fight and understand strategy, simply flawless. This round of publicity made the Church's prestige soar.

Large numbers of awakened Magical Girls directly joined the Managent Bureau, not secretively at all, because everyone knew they had both legitimacy and fists.

However, South Arican Narcissus still had to handle information concealnt, daily using erasers to ss with files.

"So tired..."

User Angela held an eraser and sighed, occasionally having to take magic recovery potions. Of course, complaining was complaining, but she was actually happy to help in this area. From Church mbers' perspective, if not fighting on front lines, they had to handle other affairs—even going to Five-Color Narcissus Company to produce special dicines was good. Otherwise, with seniors taking nuclear bombs while she lay around enjoying, she really felt bad.

Miyuki put down the phone: "Miss Anri Sakagami just arrived at Glacier Island training base. Next she'll handle new recruits' first screening."

"She's very capable, can handle it." Elsa nodded.

When parties weren't present, even more praise should be left for them—it would always reach their ears.

In a sense, both sides were in professional competition. She handled recruitnt while Anri Sakagami handled approval. This system was designed by Senior Nan Zhiyi—worthy of a giant corporation CEO, splitting personnel authority quite beautifully.

Ring ring!

Suddenly the phone rang again, answered by Miyuki. Magical Girl Phalaenopsis smiled as she replied—from the tone, the other party was Miller.

After a mont she hung up and repeated: "Many big shots are expressing goodwill through this channel. But so are also complaining, because Congo forest contamination contains Knowledge Poison—hoping the Church can help. Can we?"

"Fairies are best at purification. After that summoning I understood they could help with many things. Let's worry about our own business."

When previously contacting the World Tree Realm, Elsa had also participated, witnessing the tip of fairies' abilities iceberg. That magic quality was full of dispelling and sanctity—dealing with re battlefield contamination was effortless. Precisely because of this, Hyacinth strongly supported, preparing for greater wars.

The Fallen Zone peripheral garrison already had movents—wouldn't wait long.

On the other side, Ningfeng Harbor.

Changfeng Group's experintal park was busy, urgently producing large quantities of anti-radiation drugs for front line shipnt, after all the Congo forest aftermath continued causing trouble.

Everyone worked extra hard today because the boss was personally present. Since the second office attack incident, he'd started moving around, simply like counter-reconnaissance making his whereabouts unpredictable.

Today's rare appearance had another reason—transferring orders with Five-Color Narcissus Company.

Joan in a white coat greeted from afar: "Mr. Jin, long ti no see. Any troubles?"

"Big trouble—after such a major event, my daughter won't co ho." He complained jokingly while leading the guest to the reception room. "Don't worry, I'm normal."

"If there's any movent, definitely notify us."

"Don't underestimate the deterrent power of that Congo forest scene. Investigation of us has been interrupted—useless anyway."

Though his tone carried slight complaint about his daughter, when actually discussing the topic, Jin Changfeng looked proud, unable to resist wanting to boast. Now he no longer cared how well he was doing—the child doing well was most important.

It's all up to you.

Regardless of the previous rcenary office attack incident, this investigation termination also relied on the Church's prowess—Hyacinth opened the situation.

This young leader kept her promise, truly achieving that night's revenge declaration. Even the world's first transcendent organization was taught a lesson by her—quite satisfying. Moreover, balancing firmness with flexibility, ticulous within rough planning—opening grand war and quickly ending war... How much strength, spirit, and strategy did that require? Simply unimaginable, experienced enough to make one ignore her age.

Joan nodded and answered: "Actually Miss Jin is busy receiving fairy guests, temporarily can't get away."

"Don't take my complaining seriously. Keeping distance is best."

"Your words make it sound like your daughter is working as a spy."

"Indeed, I'm already ntally prepared for her complete devotion to career, just like her mother. Especially this ti—your published footage nearly scared into heart disease."

Jin Changfeng picked up the remote and turned on the TV recording—clearly the battle record that spread worldwide, full power throughout.

Those returning from that inhuman battlefield could all be called monsters. Who could tank nuclear bombs like that? Even excluding magic chanisms, didn't they rely on physical constitution to ignore high-concentration reflection? Already departed from normal biological categories—from ordinary people's perspective, two groups of superhumans fighting.

Being in such dangerous circumstances, hearing bad news soday wouldn't be surprising at all.

"You see clearly. So far I haven't dared tell family, but they should be more accepting than before, given how the situation has beco today."

"Regardless, we people are actively eliminated—the general trend of the tis, unrelated to you or anyone. Accept it calmly. We should be glad the process takes millennia."

"No, it will be very fast."

Suddenly Joan handed over an investigation report—classified docunts recording frequent infection outbreaks everywhere.

Official stance was to delay observational data a bit more, polish it—not suitable to complicate matters so soon after the African battle, stability first.

Because Five-Color Narcissus Company directly handled special dicine production, they had to know, so they reluctantly shared intelligence, urging accelerated production line construction.

After a glance, Jin Changfeng understood the situation's severity. Clearly all parties had captured signs—due to World Tree Realm's aura once descending, the human world also accelerated. They had to prepare risk counterasures, otherwise social foundations would be shaken straight to doomsday.

"So?"

"I ca to share business intelligence for your company to expand production capacity."

After speaking, Joan calmly retrieved the classified docunts—anyway, with Jin Changfeng's intelligence, he knew what to do.

He rubbed his temples and sighed deeply: "One wave before another settles—too many familiar things about to disappear forever... I understand. Thank you for the reminder. Help greet Jin Ruochu, tell her to read more books and play fewer gas."

"Then I'll take my leave."

After shaking hands, both left separately. All parties understood this was a major operation coordinating Salvation Church peripheral institutions, laying profit groundwork for the changing tis.