The Supreme Satanic System

A spatial large mirror monument materialized in front of Bobby.

"This must be my return ticket, right?" Bobby said. Then, he approached it and walked into it and in the next thing, he realized he was back in the same spot standing in the woods.

Clap! Clap! Clap!....

All the ten Night Assassin Troops standing on the tips of the ten tall trees clapped their hands, applauding at him.

"Congratulations, Mr. Loki Bradworth!" One Night Assassin Troop said and then he further added, "Since you can clear the Four Elemental Enlightening-slash-Purgatory, according to our White Feather Guardian law, your name is removed from our hitlist. Now, take this card." Then he reached out for a red card and tossed it at Bobby which he caught while raising his hand leisurely.

Another Night Assassin Troop said, "That's a token for your entry in the upcoming Open Level Angel Meet. It'll start from the 60 days exactly from today onward. Alright, we see you in the tournament. Until, then,"

Then the ten Night Assassin Troops disappeared from their spots within the thin air like puff.

"Hmm, it turns out those are just the clones of the real ten Night Assassin Troops." Cynthia's melodious voice chimed in his head.

"Oh, just clones?" Bobby said, repeating after her. "So, Cynthia, what's the deal with this Open Level Angel Meet?"

"It's the most fabulous competition among all the angels. Each of the top finalists will gain the right to become the real Noble class among the top-level not here like you among Pleb. Also, there are many enchanting prices for those top winners." Cynthia replied, and she further added, "It will be held after every 25 years and I believe you're not just the one they are searching for. They must have already scouted for thousands of young geniuses from all among the angels and their colonies. My suggestion is why don't you join it? At the competition, you'll be up against many geniuses under the bone age of 100 years old."

"Hmm, sounds interesting. Alright, I'll join that competition." Bobby responded as he placed the red card inside his Purple Spatial Beast's Eye. Then he glanced at the right side of his and said with a smile, "How long have you been here?"

An absolute epitome of beauty wearing a full set of white dresses came out, appearing closed by him, and said, "Since the very beginning."

"Then, why are you hiding there and not helping me, your husband?" Bobby said chuckling and he further added, "Do you want to become a widow so soon? Oh, Claire-oh, Claire, are you plotting something here?"

"Cut the bullshit already! Show me your red invitation card?" Claire Sophia said as she stretched out her hand in his direction.

Bobby took it out from his Purple Spatial Beast's Eye and passed it in her hand saying, "So, are you intending to join this fight too?"

"No, I'm the Princess. Have you forgotten?... There is a sudden change of rule during this time's  Open Level Angel Meet." Claire said with a serious tone.

"Oh, I'm all curious," Bobby responded as he approached, hugged her from the back, and caressed her soft face.

"What did you think you're doing? Release me!" Claire yelled on top of her lunge.

"Not a chance. Hah, why are you suddenly becoming shy? Not an hour ago, you have been begging me to do a lot more stuff on your body." Bobby whispered in her ears. And he perceived the faintest flush creeping up her neck.

"Shut up, you scoundrel! I'm trying to tell you a serious thing here." Claire yelped and yanked her body out of his embrace. Then, she continued, "You need to become the Champion of this Open Level Angel Meet."

"Oh, why is that?" Bobby asked playfully.

"Because those old fogeys who are currently occupying the seats of Twelve High Elders are planning to betroth to the champion of this upcoming Competition," Claire said with a serious tone.

"Relax! I'll become the champion eventually. Do you think anyone can snatch you away from me… Nah, I'll kill them if necessary." Bobby responded still with an amiable smile plastered over his face. He thought of something and further added, asking: "Mmm-hmm, judging by this sudden change in this decision I think they may have a better candidate arranging for you, right? Someone really powerful among your Angel folks?"

Claire frowned and replied, nodding her head, "Audie Bruce! From his birth until now, he has been defeating everyone and somehow I have even heard a piece of recent news stating that he has even defeated the 12th High Elder in a simple friendly match… No, the high elder was utterly defeated."

"Eh! Take it easy. There is nothing to fret about. I'll take care of everything, okay?" Bobby said. "Alright, let's go back. It's too late already." He took the red card from her hand and put it inside his Purple Spatial Beast's Eye.

Then he hugged her from the back, folding his arms around her supple stomach. After that, Bobby spread his pair of black wings with multiple white spots on them. As he kicked his legs over the ground and took a flight up in the air, he drifted toward the Cantoon City area.

For three days, Bobby spent his sweet moments of passionate youth with Claire and took his leave from the city after bidding her saying that he had to give a visit to his foster mother, Mia.

Claire, on the other hand, left for the Gopi Central Continent of the exoplanet to meet those groups Of White Feathered Protector Troops.

A few minutes later, a luxurious-looking Golden flying vessel appeared just above the Castle standing tall in the center of the Arid Archipelago Island.

It then landed on the vast verdant grassland in front of the Castle and a handsome lanky youth jumped out of it.

Just like before, a group of 20 men and women wearing the most expensive suits of the time appeared out of the blue from the thin air and they all knelt and greeted, "Welcome home, your highness, the Crown Prince!"

------- End Of Volume 2-------