Book 5: Chapter 14: Unpleasant Meeting

Book 5: Chapter 14: Unpleasant Meeting

Scarlet

Youre kidding me, I state without a hint of emotion in my face or voice as I stare at the general in front of me. You have to be.

He shakes his head and glances at the PR representative of the military and the PR council member for the government who are both standing next to him. And he doesnt say a single word.

Your Highness, the militarys representative says, sounding both formal and respectful at the same time just like most other members of the military Ive seen. People who respect me perhaps a bit too much. The people are finally growing calm once again, and its all thanks to you. But due to the safety of the reporters, we havent allowed any of them near the frontlines. So there are precious few recordings of your leading on the frontlines. Of the hope youre bringing the soldiers.

We must ask you to lead an army with several reporters amongst them into the frontlines to boost the morale of the people, Scarlet Art Asger de Archeron, the governments PR council member states, not bothering to hide his animosity towards me. A vastly different attitude than the militarys PR rep has.

I completely ignore the governments rep, deciding that the man isnt important enough to even bother caring about as I focus on the general and coldly state, You arent joking.Ñøv€l-B1n was the first platform to present this chapter.

The general simply sighs and opens his mouth to speak, only for the governments representative to start speaking instead, saying, You will perform this task lest you-

He cuts off as I raise my hand, using Blood Control on him directly something I havent done before on anyone to force him to shut his mouth. Something he isnt exactly pleased about, but I dont give a shit as I continue to control him, forcing him to walk out of the room. All without even so much as glancing at the Class IV government council member who is only at the low level seven hundreds.

Explain, general, I state, my voice void of any emotions right now.

The idea of taking a bunch of reporters into battle and leading a damned army to fight against the demons is fucking ridiculous. Not only is it a waste of my time that could be spent fighting the demons and leveling up, but its also a major security risk in regard to the reporters themselves. Because I have no way to know if they are planning on betraying us in some way to the demons, nor do I feel like taking responsibility for them if they end up hurt or dead during the battle.

And thats not even mentioning the whole leading an army thing. Something Ive never done before.

The two Nobles are a viscount and a viscountess, both at the very beginning of their rankings at around levels 1202 and 1204, and theyre twins, the general immediately gets down to explaining. The forces under them are all vampires as well thanks to their lack of sensitivity to the cold, and theyre all Class IV demons. Meaning your forces that youll be leading will all be Class IV and III Guardians.

Class IV Guardians to deal with the Class IV demons and Class III Guardians to deal with any summons or minions the Class IV demons may have.

I purse my lips for eventually sighing and saying, Alright, Ill agree to this. But my top priority are the two Nobles. Not any of the humans or the Class IV demons.

Its hard to catch the Nobles off guard to kill them myself, considering how they always tend to run away. Which is annoying.

So having two of them marked will help. And they should be a low enough level for me to kill them. Even if theyre together.

Its much appreciated, Your Highness, the general says with a light nod of his head.

Guess Im going back to a very cold climate then.

Um, Your Highness, the military PR representative hesitantly comments, bringing my gaze towards him to find him looking at the door before he glances at me. Would you mind setting the council member free?

I glance at the door myself before snapping my fingers, making the man walk away. Which makes the military PR rep look a little nervous.

Sure, I tell him. After hes left the base.

Tar snorts as I feel a small smirk stretching across my face.