Bab 65: Chapter 65
[1st POV]
A rather amusing moment was passed on to me by my clone.
[+1 Talk No Jutsu]
[+3 Troll]
[+1 Fear Aura]
Well, I won't argue with the "Fear Aura," Batgirl certainly had a rough time with my clone.
"Mouseman" with Dick and Helena really improved their relationships.
Now, that's what I call people with a sense of humor.
However, this scene was a clone's improv, and I had the idea to play a joke on Gordon before the trip, but I never did it.
Nevertheless, what surprised me more was Bruce having the "Troll" skill.
The clone didn't check it with the "Observation," but something tells me that Batman really does have that skill.
Then it got even more funny after that:
[New Quest: "Mouse Heart."
Description: Barbara is a young, lonely tsundere. She dreams of someone who will give her flowers and cheese and love her more than the cheese she receives.
Objective: Become her "Mouse King," and you will receive a unique reward.]
[System Note: It doesn't matter under which disguise you do this, whether under your true identity or a made-up one.]
[Reward:
+500 relationship with Bruce Wayne/Batman
+500 relationship with Sarah Essen-Gordon and unlock an additional (optional) quest with her.
+500 relationship with Jim Gordon (automatic activation of "Daddy Mode")
+15 AP
+10,000 Experience
A gift from the system]
[Duration: 1 year.]
[Failure or Refusal: None.]
[Do you want to accept?]
[Yes/No]
In principle, it's quite good, and I'll probably accept it.
Looking at the clock, I realized I had gotten carried away playing puppet master and released the skeleton I had been manipulating with chakra.
After nearly four hours of work on it, I gained:
[+80 Chakra Control]
[+400 Chakra]
[+10 Chakra Threads]
[+2 Chakra Manipulation]
Next, I began gradually dispersing the clones, working on the "flight" task.
They hadn't completed it yet, but they were very close. There simply wasn't enough chakra and time.
Even though I haven't yet acquired the "Puppeteer Path," I think I'll get it soon.
Then, it's time to head back to the palace.
When I entered "my" room in the palace again, I saw Beatrice and Pamela already awake in pale green and exhausted.
I created a clone and sent it to Beatrice while I went to Pamela.
"Oh!"
They sighed with relief and even pleasure.
"You're a miracle, Isaac."
Beatrice sweetly stretched, making me focus my eyes on her butt...
[+200 relationship with Queen Beatrice/Queen Bee]
[+200 relationship with Pamela Isley/Poison Ivy]
"Always happy to help."
I smiled as if nothing was wrong and sat beside Pamela, who hugged me immediately, "By the way, could you tell me why you two were lying naked here all night? Huh?"
"Look at how you're blushing. Hmm. Are you sure you only slept together?"
"I mixed up the rooms."
Beatrice mumbled as she got to her feet, "Sorry for disturbing you. I have a ton of state matters that can't be delayed."
Then she left… without fully putting on her dress.
The people will be so thrilled when they see their queen in that state.
"Pamela?"
I hugged her.
"Heh. Nothing happened. That's the truth. She just decided to try to seduce you while drunk, but you weren't here. In the end, we had a nice chat and didn't even realize when we fell asleep."
"I see. However, you don't seem upset at all about having such competition or about someone trying to seduce me right under your nose. Have you stopped loving me?"
At these words, she pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me, covering my lips with hers.
Our kiss lasted several minutes, then turned into wild sex.
...
Two hours later, we were resting. Ivy was lying on top of me, her satisfied and exhausted face buried against my chest.
"Now… heh, did I answer your question?"
"Let's say we postponed a long conversation, as your "question" have satisfied me… for now."
I was basking in her embrace, already ready to fall asleep.
Suddenly, a rather unexpected question from Pamela pulled me out of my sleepiness.
"Isaac, why did you cause that massacre?"
"I suppose I miscalculated a little…"
"Miscalculated?"
"Yes. I thought you'd bring it up either when we were on the plane, on the last day of the vacation, or perhaps upon our return to Gotham. But I don't mind explaining everything now. Ask your questions. I have no secrets from you regarding recent events."
"Then tell me, why did you agree to that… task from Harton and Queen Beatrice? Was it the money, or perhaps her pretty face...?"
'Did her nails just scratch my chest a little?'
"...Or am I missing something?"
"Beatrice is indeed a lovely lady and saving her during the attack did involve some degree of that factor. However, it's not my first, or even my second reason. It's more of an quirk of my mind. In fact, I wanted to gain a sovereign queen as an ally and debtor. Plus, I do have some sense of justice. I'm not exactly an angel, as you've come to realize, but I have principles and goals I won't stray from."
"Alright, let's put the topic of her rescue to stop."
Pamela nodded, "It doesn't particularly interest me."
"Yes, yes, the decision that led to me killing ten thousand people. It wasn't about money, I don't really need it. My business with Lucy is thriving, and by the end of the year, I'll have a couple of million dollars in my accounts. That's not even counting the book I plan to publish, which I believe will be popular in the U.S and worldwide. Nobility? Mostly, the duties and privileges of that class in Bialya are genuinely minor. Nobles only have real influence if they've got capital or are close to the dynasty. Honestly, that's the case in most constitutional monarchies worldwide. It's not something I particularly need either."
"Then why?"
Pamela wasn't letting it go.
"For the sake of the future. Mine, yours, and that of the entire planet,"
I said, sensing that she was ready to interrupt me again, "I could have simply stopped that unit, beaten or even injured most of them until Beatrice's loyal forces arrived. However, I didn't do that because, in such a case, for Bialya, for the world, and even for my specific circumstances, it would have been disastrous and unreasonable. I know it sounds wild, but all my actions... well, almost all of them were calculated in pure logic and strategy."
"I believe you. It's just... I'm afraid they'll label you as a 'criminal,' a 'monster,' and a 'madman.' I won't abandon you, but I'm afraid of how it might affect you emotionally. I know what that's like from my own personal experience."
Pamela admitted.
"Don't worry, my dear."
I hugged her tighter, "Even if the whole world turns against me, I won't be surprised. People are people—they're naturally afraid of what they don't understand. The most important thing is that those who truly matter to me don't abandon me."
"I'll never abandon you."
Pamela said, suddenly leaping onto me, "Even if the whole world is against us, I..."
"Will you stand behind me and hand me ammo while I shoot down these enemies? Heh-heh."
Pamela teased.
"No."
She said with a smirk. "I'll pierce their soft, butt with my vines, and when the tips come out of their mouths, I'll signal my 'babies' to release their thorns."
That's precisely why I love this woman, especially because of her creativity and the sweet expression she wears while saying such things.
"Alright, let's get back to our topic."
I said, shifting the topic, "As I mentioned, I could have spared the soldiers and even the colonel, handing him over to Beatrice. But do you know what would have happened then?"
"Some kind of trouble?"
She asked, her curiosity piqued.
"That's putting it lightly."
I said.
"Beatrice might have spared the instigators and her uncle, thinking it was the merciful thing to do. But by doing so, she would have left me with a dangerous enemy roaming free—a man with connections who could undo all my efforts. He would have removed her from power sooner or later, taking over the country and setting up an unacceptable government. The only thing that had been stopping him up until now was Beatrice's position."
"Now, suppose Beatrice had decided to execute only her uncle and the guard leadership while sparing the rank and file. That might have delayed new problems for a while, but not solved them. Most of those ten thousand men weren't heroes or patriots. They were mercenaries, poor lower nobility, and others loyal to the colonel for many reasons. However, their value to the state was negligible, if not outright negative. From what I heard during our early days here, these guards were notorious for 'misbehaving' with civilians. Of course, Beatrice rarely heard of these incidents because the colonel, Sumaan, covered for them. As a result, the guard was despised by the public and the regular soldiers of Bialya. Sure, there were some decent people among them, but they got caught up in the political meat grinder. If they had survived, they wouldn't have enjoyed losing the perks of being supported or protected for their mistakes. The public's disdain for them would only have grown, as no one would have been around to shield them anymore. In the end, those who survived might have turned into real rebels and terrorists within a few years, creating chaos in Bialya. That would have opened the door for NATO, the U.S., or someone else to invade under the guise of a 'peacekeeping mission.' We both know how that goes, it would drag on for decades, with no real solutions. Instead, it would only fuel the fires of war even more."
"This... is terrible."
"This is not all. If the Americans come here, there's a high probability that a bunch of my comrades-in-arms would be among the casualties. These are additional victims among our fellow citizens who are of no use to the common people, only to the politicians. In the end, this would lead to a new terrorist organization and a civil war in this region. This would shake not only this country but also, I believe, the nearby ones. The entire region would be at risk."
"For some reason, I feel like you're not done with your story yet."
"You're right. This is just the tip of the iceberg. These actions are relatively small... because if I hadn't personally done all this, I wouldn't have gained some powers that will be of big help in the coming... an enormous war that won't just be between countries on Earth, but will be on universe. I'll tell you a secret, there are beings in space and even in parallel worlds that will soon attack us, and I need to be ready to protect what's dear to me."
"Who exactly? And how do you know this?"
"Once we arrive in Gotham, I'll tell you about this. I didn't want to tell anyone about it, but now you'll know about it, just like Lucifer and Mazikeen do."
"As you wish. I will accept any choice you make."
"Wonderful. Once again, let's return to Bialya. By killing them all, I gained more power and a certain level of authority in Beatrice's eyes. I think this will help me in the game I've planned for the future. In fact, this will be one of the threads in the large web I'll need to weave across the world."
"You're like Napoleon."
She smirked, "I can't even imagine how you managed to think of all this in just a few seconds of that conversation."
"As I said, I don't care about the others. You're the only one who matter to me. I've long chosen my fate to walk by your side. I'll be with you, no matter what happens."
After that, we chatted more about many things, and Pam fell asleep.
However, I didn't, so I was thinking about the scenario for tomorrow's training.
I was pleasantly surprised when I realized that sex with Pam helped me recover much more chakra than usual.
By the way, it's time to bring my "other half" back to me in the evening and check the results of his... work.
In the evening, I did just that. As a result, I received the following messages from the System:
[You have gained a new skill: "Mad Scientist."]
[+2 Fear Aura]
[+5 Intelligence]
[+5 Luck]
[+5 Intuition]
[+2 Charisma]
[+1 Willpower]
Moreover, my doppelganger also figured out how, after these... experiments, to create something similar to a summon, or at least a ninken, using chakra.
It is quite possible because of his preliminary calculations and my knowledge of this world where such a thing exists among mages.
The key is time and practice.
So, soon, in Gotham, there will be a stray animal hunt.
I'll also help the authorities with this little problem.
After that, we headed to another dinner.
Pam, Beatrice, and I were just the three of us and had quite an interesting conversation.
To be continued...
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