Kapitel 24: Chapter 24. Hero for Fun: The White Savior
He silently followed Issei, keeping his distance as he watched the three figures—Issei, Koneko, and Kiba—approach an abandoned church.
"Better text Kiyohime before things get too messy." Satria pulled out his phone and quickly typed a message to his wife.
{Dear, I'm going to be late getting back. Something's happening here.}
{What's going on? Is someone trying to hurt you? Let me kill them if they're after my Danna-sama}
{No, it's not that. It's a confrontation between devils and fallen angels. I just want to observe for now}
{Okay, be careful, Danna-sama. I love you}
{I love you too, sweetheart}
Satria sighed in relief, then looked back toward the church. "Okay, done. Let's see what you're up to, Issei."
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He watched as Koneko kicked the door open with brute force.
That's not the most subtle way to enter a dangerous area, Koneko-chan, Satria chuckled.
Inside, the group faced a deranged priest who seemed to be talking nonsense. This guy must be either supremely confident or idiot, Satria thought, shaking his head. And why is he telling them where Asia is locked up?
[Fatalis: You're going to save the nun, brother?]
Sigh. Yes. She's just an innocent girl caught in the middle of this mess. If she wants to choose her fate later, that's her call. But she deserves to be saved now.
Satria moved closer to the church, staying just out of sight. Dark Platinum's range was only about 15 meters, and he needed to stay close enough to observe but far enough to remain unseen.
As he heard the priest reveal Asia's location, Satria made his move, entering the church with quiet determination. The group noticed him immediately, their attention now drawn to his unexpected arrival.
"Dark Platinum, Stop Time!" Satria declared, freezing time and walking past the group. He approached the entrance of the underground room, where Asia was chained, her frail body barely hanging on.
"What? Who is this?" Issei muttered, confused by the sudden change in the atmosphere.
"I felt someone walk past us," Koneko said, her senses picking up something familiar. 'This scent… Shin-senpai?'
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Satria walked through the aisle of the church, ignoring the shady figures in strange cult outfits.
"What? How did you get in here?" one of them shouted, while another demanded, "Who are you?"
Satria stopped, tilting his head slightly as a smirk played on his lips. "You're asking the wrong question."
"What do you mean?" one cultist stammered, visibly unnerved.
Satria raised his hand, waving it in front of his face in a slow, deliberate motion.
"You can't see me," he said, his voice dripping with mockery.
Before they could even react, his stand materialized with explosive force.
"Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora!" Each punch landed with pinpoint precision, sending the cultists flying like ragdolls.
The cultists were too confused to react, stumbling over each other as they were knocked unconscious in rapid succession.
"Nani!!!" one of them gasped in disbelief.
"What the hell is happening?!" one shouted, clutching his ribs as he collapsed to the ground.
Another cultist crawled backward, eyes wide in terror. "He's not even moving! What's hitting us?!"
Satria dusted off his hands, shaking his head as he walked past the groaning bodies. "Told you. You can't see me."
With a shrug, he kept moving toward his goal, leaving the beaten cultists writhing in confusion and pain.
Ignoring the fallen cultists, Satria spotted the woman in SM attire who was overseeing Asia's captivity. She looked at him, taken aback. "Who are you, and why are you here?"
Satria cracked his knuckles. "Dark Platinum, Stop Time!" He froze time again, crossing the room to the altar, where he swiftly unshackled Asia.
"You...!!!" The woman tried to summon a spear of light, but Satria's stand intercepted her, delivering a powerful punch that sent her crashing back.
Satria shook his head. "Yare yare daze. I don't usually hit women, but you're an exception!"
Without mercy, he unleashed a barrage of punches.
"Ora… ora… ora… ora!" The woman fell unconscious, unable to withstand the onslaught.
As Satria defeat her, he noticed a glowing notification from the Dimensions Chat.
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Side Mission Complete– "Save the Innocent Nun"
Reward: 300©
Shin Coins: 25.500©
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Asia slowly opened her eyes, confused but relieved to see the man who had saved her. She blinked, seeing a white-haired, handsome figure with red eyes standing before her.
"Who… who are you?" she asked weakly.
Satria smiled warmly. "I'm just a hero for fun."
"Hero for fun?" Asia echoed, her confusion evident.
"Yep. But what matters is you're safe now. Go, your friend is waiting for you." Satria gently wrapped her in a blanket and helped her to her feet.
Asia hesitated, then nodded. "Issei-san...?"
He smiled. "That's right. He's a good boy. Take care of him, okay? He cares about you."
"Thank you, Mr. Hero for fun. For saving me," Asia said as she slowly made her way to the exit.
Satria waved her off with a smile. "Anytime."
Now, with Asia safe, Satria turned his attention back to the fallen angel. He approached her, his phone already in hand.
"Now, what should I do with you?" he muttered, gazing at the unconscious woman.
He opened his phone and dialed a number. "Dear, can you teleport me? Please pick me up."
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Inside the church, Koneko had thrown a chair at the deranged priest, only to see it cut through the air with ease. "What a rude girl… Chibi." The priest sneered.
Koneko's brow twitched. "Chibi?" She didn't like that nickname at all.
The priest fired a holy bullet at them, but it was easily dodged. Meanwhile, Kiba and the priest clashed with swords.
"Damn you! Die!" the priest yelled.
"You're not bad yourself," Kiba remarked, dodging the priest's wild swings.
"You too, devil!" the priest snarled, grinning madly.
"He's not just a pretty face," Issei muttered, watching in awe as Kiba weaved through Freed's attacks like a seasoned dancer.
Kiba tightened his grip on his sword, his expression sharpening. "I think I need to take this a bit more seriously." Black energy began to swirl around his blade, crackling with intensity.
Freed's eyes widened. "What the hell is that?!"
"This," Kiba said coolly, "is the Holy Eraser. A sword that devours all light."
"You've got a Sacred Gear, too?" Freed spat, his voice tinged with disbelief and fury.
"Hyoudou-kun!" Kiba called out without breaking eye contact with Freed.
"Got it! BOOST!" Issei shouted, activating his Boosted Gear to amplify Kiba's power.
With newfound strength coursing through him, Kiba's movements became even faster, his strikes more precise. At the same time, Issei activated his promotion to Rook and charged into the fray. Freed tried to fire at him, but the bullets bounced harmlessly off Issei's enhanced defenses.
"Seriously?!" Freed snarled, only to get punched by Issei, sending him flying into a wall.
Before Freed could recover, Koneko joined the assault, slamming into him with brutal force. Kiba followed up with a devastating slash from his Holy Eraser, forcing Freed to stumble back, bloodied and furious.
"Damn it!" Freed growled, desperation creeping into his voice. "I'm not dying here, you damn devils!" With that, he threw a light grenade, its blinding flash forcing the trio to shield their eyes.
When the light subsided, Freed was nowhere to be found.
"He escaped," Kiba said, frustration evident in his tone as he scanned the now-empty battlefield.
Before they could react further, the sound of footsteps echoed from the altar. The trio turned to see a familiar figure emerging.
"Asia!" Issei shouted, his voice cracking with relief. He sprinted toward her, tears streaming down his face.
"Issei-san!" Asia cried, rushing into his arms and hugging him tightly.
"You're okay! How did you escape?" Issei asked, his voice filled with equal parts relief and curiosity.
Asia smiled warmly. "I'm fine. A kind man helped me escape... he called himself a Hero for Fun."
"A... Hero for Fun?" Issei repeated, his confusion mirrored by Kiba and Koneko.
Asia nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! He had white hair, red eyes, and he was so kind. He even covered me with a blanket to make sure I was okay."
Koneko narrowed her eyes, her nose twitching slightly. "White hair… kind… Shin-senpai?" she muttered under her breath.
Issei froze, his mind flashing back to the mysterious white-haired figure who had appeared before. "Shin-san..." he whispered, piecing it together.
To be continued.
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