Overlord Tamer: All My Pet Monsters Have God Potential-Chapter 110: John’s Plan (1/2)

"Get in."

John and Jibril entered a wide, rectangular prison cell with two beds and a small water container.

"Jibril..." John said as he sat down beside her on the bed.

Jibril just lay her head on his lap, curled up, tears still oozing from her eyes. "All I hear is my dad’s voice telling me to run...."

"They were not spies..."

"I know," John sighed and pressed her head gently. ’Listen, Jibril. I am saying in a magic whisper because I want to promise you one thing—I will kill everyone who partook in the murder of your father and mother. I will give them a nightmarish death.’

’And...I am almost sure t-that your parents were targeted because of me.’

"Y-You...? How? Why?" Jibriled turned her head up, looking at John in confusion.

’I don’t know the details, but I was warned by teacher Azelis in Magic Whisper before she left today. She told me to be careful of Executive Jason and Executive Tavros, and that they might plan something, so I should stay cautious.’

John’s jaw clenched tightly. ’But to think they would target your family...I can’t understand why, but I am almost certain it’s because of me, so if you want to blame me, it’s fine. But my promise will remain. I will avenge the loss you had.’

Jibril opened her mouth and closed it again before turning her head to the side, slightly sobbing.

[ Brother John. I know everything. It seems you landed in trouble. ]

’Chuthulos. Tell me a fucking good and safe way to kill someone that I can’t defeat. He is an Emperor-rank Tamer.’

[ Well...you might be able to buy something poisonous in Xhalthuun’s shop, dangerous enough to kill an Emperor-rank Tamer. ]

Suddenly, John sensed something and looked outside the prison cell.

Executive Jason was walking and soon arrived before the prison cell, looking at them with an indifferent expression.

"Over ten thousand people died seven years ago because of a spy who had been living here and had made arrangements for this attack. Three Emperor-rank Tamers died against the enemy that had somehow penetrated this continent, all thanks to the spies they had."

"We are no spies," John icily said. "You know that, too."

At that moment, another person came in and closed the door—Executive Tavros.

"Why are you being formal now, old man?"

Standing in front of the prison cell, Executive Tavros looked at John and Jibril and sneered. "Sorry, kids. You pissed off someone you shouldn’t have, so here we are."

"Did you send mail to Azelis?" Executive Jason calmly asked.

John frowned. ’Why is he asking me that...and looking unconcerned?’

"I did, and she is on the way," John coldly replied.

"Good. That means we have 2 to 3 hours since she will be flying at full speed unless she is occupied by something," Executive Jason said with a nod.

"Then start already. Let’s finish this fast and be done with it," Executive Tavros licked his lips as he approached the cell. "Old man, remove the formation crystal. I’ll get the girl out."

John’s brows creased. ’What the fuck are these assholes planning?’

Jason glanced at Tavros, causing Tavros to take back his hand and click his tongue.

Jason turned to John and said, "John, listen carefully. Jibril will be taken out and imprisoned in the prison cell in the front, so you can see her getting ravaged in all ways until she dies."

"W-What did you just say?" John felt like he had heard wrong, but the reality forced it on him.

Jibril shuddered to hear that and got up, looking at them with bloodshot eyes, tears streaming fast. "Why?! What did I or my parents ever do? We are not spies!"

"Shut up, bitch. We know you are not the spies," Executive Tavros scoffed. "You are framed by this old man’s plan, so we could isolate this bastard here with a good reason, a good enough reason to get an order from the higher-ups and prevent other Executives from interfering."

"Here, take a last look at your parents."

Executive Tavros suddenly took out two decapitated heads from his storage ring.

John’s eyes flared with fury.

"N-No...no..." Jibril’s vision clouded as she saw the cut-off heads of her parents, and in the next moment, she lost conciousness.

John held her before she could fall on her own and got her as he laid her on the bed. ’Nothing will happen to you, Jibril.’

"John, if you don’t want anything to happen to her, you will do exactly as I say. We will let you go, of course, as we don’t have solid evidence against you, so if we kill you, we might get into trouble," Executive Jason said. "And the sect also has high hopes for you."

"But Jibril is different. The evidence, not one, but two that I have prepared, and the things I’ve set up, means that Jibril...is over. Her future in this sect and her normal life in this city are destroyed."

"So we can do whatever we want with her," Executive Tavros grinned. "You fucked her, right? Don’t worry, I’ll taste her soon."

John had insane murderous rage bubbling in him, but he had to remain calm to get the fuck out of this situation.

"You are extraordinary, John. Normal kids would have shat their pants by now, but you, look at you, your eyes are very defiant," Executive Jason icily smiled. "However...if you have any compassion for this girl. You will do what we tell you to do."

Waving his hand, a jar appeared with a strange insect inside. Black with glittering dark-green patterns. It was the size of a pinky nail.

"You will let this insect penetrate you so that we can control your life and death for one month, as this insect will automatically die after 60 days. We will also be keeping Jibril hidden and declared dead to the world outside. Of course, if you do as we say, she will remain untouched."

John narrowed his eyes. "What do you want me to do?"