Apocalypse: System of lotteries



Clos hugged her boss, looking up into those charming eyes, and fainted. 

Ming hoisted her onto his shoulder, looking at Motojiro Miyamoto who was squatting in a pool of blood. He gestured with his hand, "Are you smart?"

"Uh huh uh huh~~~"

"Can you cooperate with my work?"

"..."

Motojiro Miyamoto furrowed his brows, thinking. What does cooperating with work mean? Although he didn't understand, it didn't stop him from nodding frantically.

Then Ming carried Clos, dragging the one-legged Motojiro Miyamoto, and opened a portal to leave.

...

Hotta Ichishu was pacing back and forth in the lobby of the Dainichi Empire's trade line in the Trade City. He was waiting for King to convey the latest command, and anxiously waiting for the scout report. The reason he stayed in the Trade City was to monitor the movements of the people in No. 109.

Ding Dong Ding~~

At this time, the Commercial Hall doors were knocked. He exchanged a look with those around him. "Come with me to take a look."

Surrounded by a group of fully armed guards, Hotta Ichishu arrived at the door. One of his subordinates opened the peephole on the door to look out, shaking his head, "There doesn't seem to be anyone."

Ding Ding~~

At this moment, the door was knocked on again.

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

Hotta Ichishu  asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Motojiro Miyamoto."

"Motojiro Miyamoto?"

Hotta Ichishu frowned. Wasn't this guy supposed to be guarding that woman? What was he doing here?

Could it be... Are there new arrangements from King's side?

Thinking about this, he instructed his men to quickly open the door.

He saw Motojiro Miyamoto slumped on the ground, next to him was a bound woman, it was that woman!!

"!!!"

Hotta Ichishu was taken aback, looking left and right, seeing no one else, immediately asked, "Motojiro, why did you bring her here? Don't you know it's dangerous here? How did you get hurt? You..."

This is bad!!

Hotta Ichishu 's heart started to pound in fear!

No good!! It's a trap!!!

"Yohe~ as expected, you are all in the same gang~"

At this moment, David walked out from a dark corner.

Mike quickly stepped forward, grabbing Motojiro Miyamoto in his hand, glaring at Hotta Ichishu,  "You f*cker, you're done for!"

At this moment, the ground inside the trading yard shattered with a rumble, and four giant centipedes emerged from the ground, surrounding Hotta Ichishu and others in the center.

Hawkins coughed dryly, fiddling with the vine in his hand, "I suppose I don't need to take action anymore, right?"

...

Splash!

Wu Teda Tsugai knocked over the teapot in front of him, grabbed the teacup, and smashed it angrily at the three people in front of him, shouting, "Didn't you say that you hid that woman in a place where no one can find her? Didn't you say that you arranged two powerful shadow ninjas in secret? Didn't you say that everything was foolproof?"

"..."

The three people knelt on the ground, trembling.

"You!"

Wu Teda Tsugai stood up, drew his sword, and pointed at the three people, "Tell me, what should we do now?"

"..."

The three people remained silent, thinking, one of them said: "Let's hope he just wants money~"

...

Trade City.

"Look, her wrist was strangled by you, it's all fucking red!"

David pointed at Clos's wrist, looked at Hotta Ichishu, then turned his head to ask the woman, "Does it hurt?"

The woman's face was full of pain and grievance, "It hurts~ It hurts so much that I'm about to faint."

"!!"

Motojiro Miyamoto, sitting paralyzed on the ground with his hands and feet tied up, was uncomfortable. Didn't you say you liked it tighter? You didn't scream in pain then, did you?

"One strangle mark for 100,000 gold coins!"

David glanced at Hotta Ichishu, who was so shocked his eyes widened. But what could he do, as long as they wanted money, this was easy to handle. What baffled him was that these people didn't continue to inquire about who the mastermind was, but directly demanded money... Although he couldn't guess their thoughts, wasn't the amount they asked for too much?

"There are a lot more on me."

Clos was aggrieved, "I counted just now, there are at least 30."

"!!"

Hotta Ichishu was stunned, you guys really dare to open your mouths!

Motojiro Miyamoto, who was squatting on the side, listening to the conversation, finally understood... you, woman, when you talked about making money, you were referring to this, weren't you?

No wonder you let them tie you tighter and more. You were right, this could really make money...

"Ouch~"

David pointed at Clos' shoulder. "Look, the skin's chafed. How could you be so cruel to a young girl? 10 thousand for the chafed areas, at least 10 thousand!"

"And here, there are marks on the ankles too~ 10 thousand!"

"Tsk tsk~ this injury on the neck, 300 thousand!"

"..."

"100,000, 200,000, 300,000, 600,000, 700,000..."

"!!"

"!!"

Hotta Ichishu looked at David counting strands of hair while muttering numbers to himself. Are you guys devils?

Mainly, after 30 thousand, why did it directly become 70 thousand? If your math is bad, don't try to imitate others doing accounts okay?

David continued: "100 thousand, 150 thousand..."

"~~"

Hotta Ichishu shook his head. You're doing this on purpose, right?

A while later, David summed up all the compensation for losses into a list and handed it to Hotta Isshu. "Total is twelve million four hundred and eighty thousand. I'll round it off for you, so 13 million total. Goods to offset debt or  transfer, you pick one."

"..."

Hotta Ichishu was speechless. That's rounding it off?

Then he said: "Since this is the case, let's be frank. The people of ours who you captured, they'll be released after we pay right?"

"Hm?"

David frowned. "You mean it was us who captured those missing people of yours?"

Hotta Ichishu said: "Wasn't it?"

David slapped the table. "We're civilized people, how could we do something like capturing women and kidnapping like you? I'm telling you, don't slander us, our reputation rights are also valuable!"

"!!"

Mike: "Slandering me starts at minimum 300 thousand."

"~~"

...

"How much money?"

Wu Teda Tsugai couldn't believe his own ears and asked again.

"1.8 million~"

One of those kneeling before him affirmed, sliding on the light screen.

"1.8 million?"

Wu Teda Tsugai took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He asked in puzzlement: "This group actually just wants money? No other demands?"

"None." 

"Money is everything to their family, they're famous for it in  City. It'd be abnormal if they didn't want money."

"They didn't even admit to capturing our people. Could it really not have been them?"

...

David looked at the man before him. "Mr. Hotta, I just received word that a friend of a friend of a friend of my second cousin thrice removed's younger cousin's elder brother's friend told me your people are with them, exchange ransom for people."

"!!"

Hotta Ichishu felt awful, clearly knowing the other was lying and toying with him, yet he had no recourse!

He asked painfully: "Please help me ask, how much ransom does one person need?"

David said, "At least 2 million for one person, not a penny less."

"..."

Hotta Ichishu wanted to laugh coldly but didn't dare. You're not even pretending to ask that 'cousin's friend' anymore? You've given up the act huh?

... 

ming stood between some hills outside Great sun Empire City. He trusted David could engage in a proper 'ransom' tug-of-war with those people, this way... it could at least paralyze the opponent for a period of time, and make them relax their guard a bit.

His plan was simple - to get rid of the worries behind him and to deter those who were eyeing him.

Tonight, the Goodman family will kill the king!

ming looked towards the central city in the distance, then back at the warehouse holding the god that Merlin had recovered - Enyo! 

He thought: "I really wonder who's more powerful, you or their god! Tonight, is a chance for you to prove your powers to each other~"