My Destiny To Be Loved By The Villains[part 2 ]

Chapter 109: War Chief Assembly (2)

༺ War Chief Assembly (2) ༻

[You must be out of your mind. Ha!]

I turned towards the speaker.

Velua Ger-Do.

He was definitely someone who harbored ill feelings towards me, probably due to the beatings I had given Krun before.

He probably had been talking shit about me.

[Hand over the entire academy? What in the world is that even supposed to mean? Are you suggesting we sell it off to you or something? A place that is no different from the cradle of the Tribal Alliance?]

Since the speaker was Velua, it might sound like he was just being argumentative, but even I understood this kind of reaction.

Given its small population, the Tribal Alliance itself was obsessed with nurturing each individual as an elite. It wasn't for no reason that Hatan, a War Chief, also served as a Dean.

As such, well... I didn't really expect to be given the entire academy either.

"Exercising full authority as a proxy would suffice. Access to facilities, authority over personnel deployment, permission to carry out equipment... Anything I wish."

An academy of the Golden Triangle of itself was one of the major triggers in the scenario. To optimize its use, I had already decided on the 'owner' of it.

And it wasn't me.

"Just for a few hours. That should be enough."

After I added such words, the surroundings fell silent.

It was surely a ridiculous request from their perspective as well.

[...Setting aside the absurdity of your demand...]

The immediate follow-up illustrated this perfectly.

One of the War Chiefs spoke in an incredulous voice.

[In the first place, what threats are coming our way? Without any explanation, your demand is nothing but bullshit coated with bravado.]

"I don't need to tell you. I can just show it to you right away."

[...What?]

"Shall we make a bet?"

I responded to the War Chief who had just spoken.

"Soon, a calamity will occur at such a magnitude that no one here will be able to handle it. As such..."

When saying these kinds of things, confidence was key.

I had to continue speaking with an unwavering face of steel, as if even a knife piercing it wouldn't draw blood. After all, this would make the other party wonder, 'What makes this fucker so confident to say such things—', or something similar to that.

"If the crisis I show is 'beyond even the ability of the War Chiefs to handle' and I manage to get rid of it right here... Then you'll listen to me. How is that?"

[...So, what you're saying is...]

Utad, who had been silently listening to me until now, spoke in a voice full of disbelief.

[An unprecedented crisis, undetected even by the technology of the Forge of Struggle, is imminent. And only you know of its existence. And you alone can stop it.]

"Yes."

[...And you have the power to get rid of it instantly right here and now?]

"Yes."