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Chapter 50: Too average and arrogant

Frozen Milk was carried by Prota and didn't realise anything that was going, however, his OP characters immediately became aware of the soldiers.

Glimpse Water walked to Oppoa and Vil and whispered, "Hey, hey, what's going on? Ain't you the crown prince? Why they being so hostile?"

Vil was also confused if he was honest but he kept a straight face, he couldn't lose his reputation like this. But he still wondered if he did anything wrong, the last time he was in the main castle he definitely parted on good terms with everyone, so what did he do?

Oppoa on the other side was way too excited, "This is good. Fabulous! Exactly what I wanted!"

This fighting maniac had his brain divided up in his hands.

However, as they continued through the jungle towards the castle, the soldiers just followed them jumping from tree to tree without taking any actions, yet there was something wrong.

Even Frozen Milk sensed it and looked at Prota and the others, "What's wrong?"

The atmosphere turned tense all of a sudden, how could he not recognise? He just closed his eyes for a bit and whoops, sinister sensations tried to enter his pores.

Were they fighting again? It didn't seem so but they were all alert. Frozen Milk might be stupid but he was sharp when it came to reading other people, so he immediately knew they were acting strange.

"Nothing's wrong, go back to sleep," Prota coaxed Frozen Milk.

Frozen Milk almost believed him and almost fell for Prota's gentle face. Frozen Milk shook his head, no he was straight. As straight as a 90-degree angle would be... wasn't he just digging his own grave deeper at this point?

Frozen Milk was really a sucker for beauty. His characters were too attractive, too attractive! He shouted that a hundred times but he still couldn't believe people like this existed, especially not coming from his own hands!

"Host."

Frozen Milk already wondered why his system didn't give its two cents.

"What?"

"Host might have noticed already the hiding people in the trees following you since you have entered the centre."

Frozen Milk gulped. He didn't! He absolutely didn't! Screw this! How was he this weak? He was above average!

So, this was what his characters were worrying about. This was why they all turned solemn.

Frozen Milk looked around, up in the trees but for the love of his own belief for his strength, he couldn't sense or see anyone.

Frozen Milk curled up into a ball in Prota's arms and wanted to cry out all of his pain. This was not fair...

"It's ok, it's ok," Prota thought Frozen Milk was too tired and threw a tantrum.

If Frozen Milk could read Prota's thought, he would've taken him by the ears and beat the coaxing out of him. He was treating Frozen Milk as a kid? This old man here?

Frozen Milk looked in front of him and saw how GLimpse Water walking with Vil and Oppoa. They were constantly whispering something.

Frozen Milk felt this sight was too funny and wished he would've had a camera so he could capture this moment and use it whenever they would start to bicker again.

However, not everything could be this easy and he didn't knew of the record function his system had and his system, who always loved to read Frozen Milk's mind, didn't mention anything because it truly lived off Frozen Milk's pain and embarrassment.

Frozen Milk thought it was unusually quiet around him and looked back, then he looked to the left and right, made a 180 degree and almost completed a 360 degree in Prota's arms, when Prota couldn't properly hold Frozen Milk anymore,

"What's wrong, Frozen Milk?"

Frozen Milk jumped off Prota's arm and froze.

Vil, Glimpse Water and Oppoa also turned around as Prota called out to them because Frozen Milk refused to move.

"Father?"

Frozen Milk turned to them and then finally choked out the words, "Where's Holbe?"

"Right-" Prota pointed next to him but stopped.

She wasn't.

She was nowhere to be found.

"Shit," Glimpse Water cursed.

"Did they take her?" Frozen Milk referred to the soldiers he couldn't sense but were apparently in the trees.

No one said anything. How could they be so careless? How could they not notice that Holbe disappeared? Were they this weak? Were the opponents this strong? How could they face Frozen Milk after this?

Holbe wasn't weak by any means, if she was kidnapped, she would've put up any resistance or at least made any noises but she just disappeared like that.

No sound. No fight. Nothing.

Only silence.

This frightened Frozen MIlk. He was so sure that his characters were the strongest. The existence of the presence was already unsettling but now there were others that were even stronger than his main characters?

Where did they come from? How did they appear and how was this possible?

No way, was this another one of Glimpse Water's creations?

"System?" Frozen Milk used his last resort.

"She was indeed captured, host."

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

System remained silence. Frozen Milk could swear he saw a flash of regret if the system had a face.

"You!" Frozen Milk was bursting with anger, "How often, how often should I tell you vile system to not fight with the other system! Everyone knows you're superior! Isn't this trope too overused now? Read the atmosphere!"

"I apologise, host."

Frozen Milk had no right to get angry at his system because he also didn't realise anything and just comfortably laid in Prota's arms.

"Your soldiers took them."

Frozen Milk's words switched a handle in Vil's mind.

No, if Frozen Milk said it like this then he was putting the blame on Vil and Vil didn't like this. He felt bad and guilty. He needed to get rid of this feeling. It wasn't his fault.

Frozen Milk obviously didn't mean it like this, he just wanted to clarify. He would never pin the fault onto anyone but himself but the words were already spoken and couldn't be taken back.

In an instant, Frozen Milk felt a murderous aura again. It was familiar and came from Vil. Frozen Milk gulped, did he say anything wrong? Was his demise near?

Yet the killing intent wasn't directed to Frozen Milk. Vil jumped into the trees and within a second he brought down the soldiers hiding and slammed them into the ground.

Frozen Milk was shocked at the sight. Vil showed no mercy to his soldiers. Blood dripped from their heads and they coughed violently.

"Where is she?" Vil had no patience and used even more force.

Oppoa wanted to join in on the fun but Glimpse Water held him back. Any more and the whole street would collapse and they'd fall into the jungle where the animals were just waiting to eat them.

Yet Vil didn't care and applied more pressure. The whole air surrounding them turned to a suffocating smoke and Prota shielded Frozen Milk to make it easier for him to breathe.

"Don't make me repeat again, where is she?"

"C-Castle," the soldiers were able to choke out and afterwards were thrown down.

"Let's go," Vil had an overbearing aura and marched forward.

Along the way, he and Oppoa tore down each soldier in the tree and they all landed down at the bottom of the jungle fending for their own lives.

Of course, they were strong enough not to die.

Meanwhile, at the castle, another handsome youth with honey blond hair and diamond eyes awaited the arrival of a messenger.

The messenger bowed before the youth and said, "The crown prince has indeed fallen for the trap. It seems like he's coming for the beauty."

The handsome youth took a glass of wine his servant poured him and smiled. The smile was blinding and too beautiful,

"Good. Let him come. I will await him eagerly. I've never thought my dear brother would one day protect someone. Especially not,"

he poured the wine over the female lying in front of him and then got out of his chair,

"A beauty like this."

He caressed Holbe's hair and chuckled.


Chapter 51: Together we march, together we... HATE!

It was a bloody sight. Hansel and Gretel's bread crumb path could never match this disaster of having soldiers littered everywhere, bruised and hurt. The evil witch eating children could never match the evil kidnapper taking away the beauty. This was not a twisted cannibalistic story.

Maybe it was just as equally worse.

Frozen Milk didn't dare to turn around and just watched forward without having his legs moving. Prota carried him while skillfully evading the soldiers flying through the air.

Frozen Milk could understand Vil's anger but Oppoa... this crazy fighting maniac was just treating the soldiers as little toys he didn't want to have and threw a fit... with a way too excited smile.

Frozen Milk didn't know where he went wrong with creating this character. However, thinking about it, every character he created had a screw loose.

So loose, once it fell out everything would fall apart and become a clockwork to patch everyone's different parts together. Frozen Milk just for a second imagined the sight and protectively held his most precious place. If he was able to change his small wiener into a-

Prota abruptly stopped and Frozen Milk was thrown out of his daydream he could never return to. It was fine. Frozen Milk didn't have feelings anyway, everyone could just step on him as they please. Frozen Milk sulked but this wasn't the time!

Holbe was taken away but someone in the castle and the soldiers were acting hostile towards them. Frozen Milk needed to get back onto the track and figure out what was happening. Who could be it that had a grudge against Vil? Or Holbe?

Frozen Milk stared at Vil's back. Was it the old king? He figured Holbe's identity as the holy knight's captain out and wanted to enslave her like all the other water people?

Frozen Milk motioned Prota to get closer to Vil. Prota wasn't pleased about it but still obeyed. Once they caught up to Vil, Frozen Milk asked,

"Your father-"

"It's not him," Vil interrupted, knowing what Frozen Milk hinted on, "He's not in the castle."

"What?" Frozen Milk was stupefied.

The old king wasn't in his own house. That old geezer shouldn't even be able to walk and he still didn't rest at home.

"He's somewhere else," Vil didn't glance at Frozen Milk but his expression was complicated.

Frozen Milk was even more confused. He even had the system to help him remember the plot but he definitely would've never created anything overly complicated. Political power? Schemes? Intrigues?

As if Frozen Milk knew about it! His brain cells were non-existent and his abilities as a writer were cursed and loathed by everyone, so where the hell would there be deep and meaningful problems in this shitty story?

Frozen Milk was a simple writer. Even if he wanted, a plot with multiple layers and fully fleshed out wasn't his forte and would only end up as a laughing stock and wannabe attempt.

The plot resurfaced and Frozen Milk recounted what happened. The old king lived in the castle and because he didn't want Vil to figure out the secrets of holding water people hostage, he sent Vil to live in his own mansion. Thus Vil became strong and brutal as he thought his father deemed him as incapable and unworthy.

The other reason was because his useless father sent poor young Vil without any soldiers or help to live alone in the mansion. Of course, Vil would end up as an assassination target. So, in order to save his own life, Vil had to grow stronger and find loyal people willing to stay by his side.

Therefore, Vil developed an indifference towards the throne. His father didn't revoke his right to become the next king but also did nothing to help him. Vil thought since he was the sole blood child of his father that his old man had no other choice but to choose him.

Lips thin as a single strand of hair, Frozen Milk beat himself up into a pulp a thousand times in his mind. What poop-related word hasn't Frozen Milk used already? It didn't matter any bad word he could think of was thrown and attached to this story and plot.

As Frozen Milk was immersed in his own thoughts, the group finally arrived in front of the castle. Yet at the entrance, a group in black was waiting for them.

The moment they saw Vil, they knelt, "Your highness, please forgive us however his Highness does not allow your presence."

The soldiers in black trembled under Vil's cold gaze and imposing manner, "So, you're listening to the words of a lowly scum but not the crown prince."

Frozen Milk took a sharp breath 'lowly scum'? He felt ridiculously called out and it stabbed him in his heart that he identified himself with those words. However, he was clear that Vil knew who the person the soldier referred to as 'His Highness' was and it was not the king.

"Not saying anything?" Vil grew impatient by the minute and the suffocating pressure returned, the soldiers bowed their head even more.

"He took something that does not belong to him," Vil's deep voice raged across the area.

As if those words were a cue, one of the black soldiers brought out a few black handcuffs overlined with a silver circle pattern.

"Then please Your Highness wear this as well for your guests," the soldier pitiful approached Vil in fear his head would be chopped off the second he stepped closer than five meters.

"Please corporate," the soldier couldn't help but sweat until his whole uniform was drenched.

Frozen Milk pitied this character even more, as a lowly cannon fodder himself meeting his villain the first time, all Frozen Milk felt was a sense of dread that prompted him to use his legs he never before used to carry him to Valhalla.

The soldier finally stood in front of Vil and held the handcuff out wanting to put it on, but Vil made no attempts to comply. Frozen Milk eyed the handcuffs and an odd feeling rose.

"What are those handcuffs?" Frozen Milk never saw them before nor had he knowledge they existed.

"They seal our powers," Vil calmly explained but Frozen Milk was shocked!

Since when did something like that exist? More than that sealing power? The great powers of his characters? Wouldn't that just deem them useless then? Put them on the same level as cannon fodders? Frozen Milk couldn't let his characters submit to such a fate!

They'd all die if whoever was the cause of this was vicious enough to dare lay their hands on the main characters!

"That exists?" Glimpse Water traced his glance back to Frozen Milk and Frozen Milk pretended to be asleep.

"Father..." Glimpse Water felt disappointment for the first time.

Frozen Milk felt it, he sensed it and felt ashamed, he instantly called out, "I have also no clue about it! Don't judge me like this! Wasn't it another one of your stupid ideas?"

Glimpse Water widened his eyes and it seemed like his mind tried to uncover this mystery but then shook his head.

"What?" Prota looked between those two and a familiar sour feeling rose again.

"My Lord, do you want to save her peacefully?" the moment those words escaped Vil's face, all eyes turned to Frozen Milk.

The soldiers couldn't explain the confusion they experienced. My Lord? That person in the arms of another man? Their crown prince paying respect to someone else when he didn't even do it to His Majesty?

Was this person that important? Obviously, if he, who looked healthy, was carried by another handsome and strong male!

Of course, of course, of course!!

Frozen Milk knew what they thought and his disdain for everyone at this moment exceeded a number that all his novels' word count together couldn't produce.

Frozen Milk seriously thought about letting Vil run rampage and creating a bloodbath, but on the other side, he had no idea how strong the opponents were and if through that way Holbe would be hurt, then it was a no-go.

Frozen Milk hated these multiple-choice questions. How should he choose? He failed school, ok? It wasn't just a random A, B, C, D whatever, just choose any letter in some weird, random order, it'll all make sense later.

It wasn't this! This here was life and death! So, stop making it a multiple-choice question for me!

Frozen Milk despaired, why was everything dependant on him?


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