“Why are we not all drinking your blood?”
Lydia suddenly presented the question, monts after all of them had gotten on their usual positions around the table on their private platform. The question imdiately raised eyebrows. Thana’s reaction was a little more intense.
“The fuck did you just say?!” Thana growled and narrowed her eyes dangerously.
The princess raised her hand in a calming gesture, “I have rely been entertaining the thought, so please don’t feel attacked.”
“I do, the suggestion has so...” Thana’s mouth opened and closed a few tis, as she searched for the words. “Shit-pissing-fuck-trucking-earth-cracking-gay-ass-whore’s cock-sucking bad mories attached to it.”
“…I’ll have to inform you that this subject could be of importance to the outco of this tournant,” Lydia carefully, and after a slight pause, pointed out.
Thana took a very deep breath. “Fine,” she spat out. “But after this we are even for what happened three days ago.”
“That proposal is acceptable,” the princess said.
John was listening intently himself. He had his reasons why he never brought this up or wanted to drink her blood under any circumstances (the main reason was called Travolta), but that didn’t an he wasn’t curious now that it finally ca up.
“So, reason number fucking one,” Thana tapped against her head. “My blood in your system ans that you will get so sort of psychic connection to . Don’t ask why or how it fucking works, I have no clue, but the amount of people that were in my head while I was in that tank did NOT help my sanity. I will not repeat that shit. Besides, the ones that are already there are annoying enough.”
“Wait,” John interrupted; “There are people still linked with you?”
“Yeah, so fuckers in Arica. Probably so remainders of Bloodfallen. No idea, I can’t sense anything but the useless ass fact that they are there, from this distance,” Thana answered. “For the second fucking reason,” the blood mage turned to point at Rave. “APPARENTLY, you fuckers don’t even need it anymore.”
John nodded, but everyone else was confused. “Elaborate?” Momo requested.
John took it upon himself to answer. “After Thana’s blood was… extracted from Jane by SB, she only dropped a single level, and that was quickly reclaid,” he explained, “so the bonus is barely noticeable on our level.”
“There you have it,” Thana agreed. “Last fucking reason, you get attached to my emotions, if my mories of people running amok like it’s ti to raid so poor Jew’s hos, because they share my pain, is anything to go by.”
“That is a profound reason,” Lydia agreed. “I’d much prefer not being attached to your scrambled mind the next ti you decide to be overly brutal.”
“Good to see we are in fucking agreent,” Thana said, opening and closing her fists in an agitated gesture. “Change of topic, ple-“
“WELCO TO DAY FOUR OF THE SEVENTEENTH TOURNANT OF GERMAN RULERSHIP!” Jeff shouted into his microphone.
“Yes, we are back,” Dra added, opening his mouth but hesitating to add anything, as it seed he was intently listening to sothing. “Apparently, you have scared contestant Thana with that sudden opening, Jeff,” Dra told his co-host. “I am hearing that you are a ‘cock-sucking, wanker of a shit-talker that should do so sort of build up before screaming around like that’… also your hair is stupid, she says”
“Well, in that case she clearly has no style,” Jeff returned with a laugh and produced a comb from nowhere, running it through his pillar of hair. Afterwards, he threw the comb into the crowd. “Also, Dra, I think that kind of talk is not really suitable for the kids in our audience,” Jeff comntated further.
“Well, Jeff, let be very frank here,” Dra looked directly into the cara. “If you let your kids view a tournant that needs three layers of security so that no one dies from the horrid injuries that the unleashed powers of elite individuals can cause, you are a horrible parent.”
“Fair enough, Dra,” Jeff conceded the point as the desk made its way over to Maximillian. “That little girl has quite the mouth though.”
“Oh, he did not just do that,” Thana laughed hysterically. “Did that fucker just call a ‘little girl’? I will rip off his stupid scalp and staple it to his ass.” She already had her foot on the railing and was ready to jump. John hurried to hold her by the arm. In response he earned himself a pouty look. “I am not that small…” she sniffed and acted like she was wiping away a tear.
“Whatever you are, you are adorable,” John assured her.
Thana turned red enough that she almost lost the blue undertone. “R-really?” He nodded and she squeaked. Sotis she was just that cute.
“Who are you going to send in today, Maximillian?” Jeff asked. “I hope you have a really good surprise planned for today. Aside from your initial victory in the quiz ga, it seems like your fighters are thoroughly outmatched.”
“I am sure you will find today’s happening wildly surprising,” Maximillian answered. Despite being behind in points now, the king was as smug as ever. “And the way this tournant is set up may make it look like we are behind, but trust , I am not getting worried over losing when the enemy picks the match-ups. Lydia has many faults, but making plans is a thing she can do very well. Also finances. If she just agreed to let this whole thing be bygone and surrendered her claim to the throne, I would be happy to have her in my cabinet as head of the ministry for finances. Today’s fighter, though, will be my close aide and friend Alexej.”
The blonde man stood up and walked onto the platform that ford. Whatever magic he was using to obscure John’s vision through Jack, it was not affecting the cara. Monts later, as Alexej was on his way to et Luna in the middle of the arena, the microphone reached Lydia.
“I presu,” Dra spoke up, “that you are going to ignore Maximillian’s comnt about surrendering?”
“No, I actually have an answer for him,” Lydia said; “Which is that I will happily offer to him the position as minister for dostic affairs once I have earned the crown.”
“Not asking for him to surrender?” The lizardman dug a bit deeper.
“I have no breath to waste on asking him. I respect his convictions. My fighter for the day is John Newman.”
‘Guess that’s where I step up,’ John thought and walked onto the blue platform that ford.
In the anti, Jeff did his job, “Ah yes, John Newman. Unlike most candidates, we were actually able to dig up so facts on this guy. Dra, would you do us the honour of quickly walking us through while Luna puts the barriers in place.”
“Yes, but I want everyone to be sure to understand that this is unverified information from the Abyss Auction. It may be manipulated in so ways… with that warning out of the way,” Dra picked up a piece of paper from the desk. How it hadn’t been blown away during all of the flying they did was truly magical. “According to that information, John Newman has access to sothing called ‘Gar Powers’ that make several aspects of him like he is in a videoga,” Dra said as he went over the page. “The exact details of how this works are unknown, but it seems he can acquire skills just like that. He first made his appearance to the Abyss in a city called Springfield in the USA, about 5 months back.”
“Wow, wow, wow,” Jeff interrupted. “You are telling that this kid went from being a nobody to one of the most important happenings in modern history in that short amount of ti?! That’s crazy!”
“It is indeed,” Dra said; “There is a detailed report of his aura developing throughout the first few weeks. Very professional images with lots of data. If this is fake, there is a lot of thought put into it.”
“Guess that’s what they call a Latebloor,” Jeff comnted as ntioned data scrolled over the screen above. John just sighed, he knew these images already as the casters were currently working through the obvious, and pretty much only, source of information on John. Herman’s old money-making machine, a ghost that would probably haunt him for the rest of his days.
Then again, maybe people working on old intel would beco an advantage eventually? He could hope.
As he had read throughout those files himself, he knew that there was nothing really damaging in there. While it contained details about his private life that he would have much preferred to stay private, there was nothing in there that could really be used against him. Herman had written about his parents being normal, but not where they were and what they did, he wrote that he had a girlfriend, but blurred out Rave’s face, and what John did in his house stayed in his house.
Soone with enough dedication could probably find out about his parents though, but John wasn’t too worried. For most things, Gaia would protect them, for the case that so thug decided to threaten John with stabbing his parents normally in a dark alleyway… well, he wouldn’t get to make that threat co true if John was there to kill the guy.
In case he didn’t and that there was nothing he could do, John didn’t know what he would do then. Revenge was the obvious goal after the fact thought, but it was better to find so way to prevent it. John was already planning on that route. ‘A bodyguard would do,’ he pondered. ‘Just soone that can prevent normal world assaults, if the enemy uses magic Gaia steps in… now, how to get my parents to accept having a bodyguard…’
Beside his private life, there also were a few things about his abilities that Herman had made public, but the thing about that was that they were incredibly broad and incomplete, as Dra pointed out monts later.
“In contrast to his private life, his abilities are very low on details,” the lizardman said. “Supposedly, he has a way to look at people, and that will then give him so information. He has so sort of golem, that much we know as he is entering the tournant with an Artificial Spirit. He can use the Inanimate Control spell… and I am going to guess that the sparrow on his shoulder is the current target. He, supposedly, made deals with at least two elentals. That’s about all we have.”
“That information thing sounds like Reading Eye spell,” Jeff took over. “Otherwise, this list is bullshit. I an, the claim that he learned one of these things in 5 months is crazy, but all of that?”
“Actually, this page only covers information from the first weeks of him having his powers,” Dra pointed out. “Whatever was added to his arsenal since is not in here.”
“Yeah, but however much can that be, really?” Jeff said.
“Literally a Latebloor, Jeff, the list could be quite long.”
“Well, whatever it is, I hope it is exciting!”
“Now for you, mister Newman,” Luna’s voice pulled John’s attention away from the comntators. She extended her hand, “Please remain calm,” she advised and lightly touched him on the forehead. He felt absolutely nothing, but the fact that a window opened was enough.
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