The Goddess Made A Mistake Again-Chapter 211 - - Towards The Fight
The Suifon Desert
Somewhere around the encampment of Lancelot High Execution Squad.
The sand was littered with blood. Not just red, but there was green and purple blood as well. Large bodies of scorpions, spiders, snakes, worms and many other monsters could be seen lying dead around the place.
At the center of such an atrocity sat a woman.
This woman had a tall and quite sumptuous figure. Her white hair flowed down like river and her tight armor had trouble keeping in her big breasts. Her clear blue eyes gazed at the battlefield as if contemplating about something.
"Captain Religias!" A person suddenly came and saluted before her.
The person was the same age as her and wore the same armor too, with the Lancelot High's Emblem on it. The guy's face and armor was stuck with monster's blood and you could hear exhaustion coming from the guy's breath.
"Yes" A cold and disillusioned voice spoke out, chilling the guy even more.
"Ma'am! I've got the report from the secondary Captain about our cleanup state."
"What's stopping you from answering?" The older Religias sister said as she cleaned her bright sharp sword.
"O- Oh!" The guy a bit flustered replied, "According to the recent report, our cleanup rate is around 40 to 50%. Most of the monsters around the safe zones have been killed by our squad. It's not much but it'll be enough for safe passage around the two kingdoms and businesses to travel."
"There are still some monsters hiding close to the safe zones, estimates say that if we bombard there ground homes then they will either die or retaliate back in full force."
"The Second-Captain wants to know what your decision on this would be."
The older Religias carefully took those words to mind before asking a different one, "What day is it?"
"Uh? Day…" The guy asked and replied, "I think, it's the 7th of February."
"Hmm… then the inauguration ceremony's already done." She asked, almost as if asking herself.
"The inauguration ceremony?" The guy said before remembering the academy, "Yes, it is. It's been a week since it's finished."
"So that means he's there."
"Who ma'am?"
"My Husband."
The guy's eyes almost bulged out hearing that word. He may not know the captain personally, but with what he'd seen at the desert battle… he really had some pity for her husband.
"You"
"Ye- Yes, Ma'am!"
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"Did the report say about, how long it will take for us to finish the other half?"
"Yes! To have a satisfactory cleanup, it would take around 25 days to a month… even longer if the monsters decide to stay caved in."
The Religias woman finally showed some emotion as she smiled, but to the young soldier, that smile was one of fear. One that brought death and destruction to everywhere it went.
"Tell the Second-Captain, we're going full force from now on." The Religias sister stood up.
The guy stood straight taking in his orders as he felt a hand on his shoulder and gulped feeling the stare of the real monster.
"We'll finish the job in 25 days or even faster… I don't mind dropping a few bodies to the cause, tell her that."
"YES MA'AM" Saying such the guy ran away from her.
Meanwhile, the Religias sister slowly moved towards the encampment.
'Husband… just wait for a while, your wife's coming home.'
…
Lancelot High
Inside the building for the employee's living zone.
I stood before a large mirror… and I mean large. The mirror was big enough to hit the wall, I needed something as big to help me change myself.
'It's been a week.'
I look in the mirror to see myself wearing only a simple shirt and black pants, comfortable and can easily stretch in difficult situation.
The week's gone by in a blink and now it was time for the scheduled fight with Taylor. My time to snatch away his ranking for my own.
The door opened up and came in Wilson, "Are you done? I think we should be going by now?"
"Yeah, I'm almost done." I say, combing my hair back once, "Okay, now I'm done."
Regardless to say… I looked like a nobody with an immaculate body. But I wanted that. I could have gone with rich clothes… but that would give a lot of people villainy vibes… I don't need that yet.
"What the hell is that?" I point to the billboard in Wilson's hand. There were words written in capital letters on it saying 'Henry's Gonna Kick Ass!'.
"I want to support you, Henry!" Wilson said, shaking and dancing with the board, "I need to do something that people know there are some people on your side."
In this past week, the rumor about me being a delinquent and arguing with one of the hottest teachers in the academy, spread like wildfire and I got myself a hateful crowd, ready to boo me at any time.
I feel that Wilson wanted to show his support… but what is with his damn outfit!
He was wearing a white T-Shirt with the words 'Henry's Bitch' signed on it and he wore normal black pants… until you look behind to see the word 'Slap It' written on the back.
I wonder where the fuck he got those clothes from, especially in this era.
I tried hard to make him stop all that… but Wilson being Wilson… Only changed the pants.
At least that's some progress.
…
The fights were supposed to take place in the training ground as per all challenges that happens. But I knew this was the first way to truly make everyone know my strong side, so I went a different way.
"Woah! I didn't think they would actually organize your fight in the arena." Wilson said as we stood before the Academy's own arena.
It wasn't as big as the Central Stadium, but with the place's desecration, this was the next best place.
Going inside, I met with a guard, who took me through a different space while Wilson went the normal way as a spectator.
The guard took me through a small dark hall, enough to fit my body. After a while, I saw light and came to see a stone gate, that showed me the arena and brought in the loud noise.
"My Lord, it's been delivered." The guard, whispered close to my ear.
"Good, here's your reward." I say, giving him some shillings as he thanked me and left.
"Welcome everyone to the Lancelot High's Arena." I heard the announcers voice, though the crowds noise made it hard to hear, "Yes, today's match is a bit…"
After that, it was a bit blurry and nonsense before the guy finally called me, "The Challenger, HENRY VAN TAX!" He's scream was a signal as the door went up.
I walk to the arena, the light from the sun blinding me for a moment with its sudden intensity. Below us the ground was covered with a bit sand over the solid space.
"BOOOO!" Came in the crowd's boo's for me which the announcer laughed at.
"I see you're not much liked here."
"…"
"Cough! Alright then Folks. Let's bring in our challenged, TAYLOR HARRIS!"
The opposite door to the arena opened and Taylor walked out. He's visage a medium weight with bronze armor. Some guard starting from his waist to end before the knee.
But the most spectacular thing about him was the large bow he held. The bow was of blue color and black strips as it towered the guy and went above.
