God of Systems: Maker of Heroes and Villains - Chapter 220

Chapter 220: Gerald

Inside the palace.

Zander rushed into this room and pushed the girl onto the bed before kicking a table that was nearby. He grabbed the maid that was standing outside the room by her hair and pulled her inside before closing the door.

“Go and tell Gerald to come here. Tell him that the second prince is summoning him and his presence is of utmost importance.”

“Yes, your highness.” the maid said as a tear tricked down her eye. Once he let go of her, she immediately left the room and rushed to find the person named Gerald.

Zander saw the girl on his bed slowly undress and clicked his tongue, “Wait until I sort things out first. Then we can have fun for the whole night.”

“Alright.” the girl said as she put her clothes back on before sulking. The prince ignored her and silently sat on the bed as he waited for Gerald.

A few minutes later, he heard a knock on the door and felt a sense of relief, “Come in.”

A gruff looking man entered the room and silently closed the door behind him. He only had one hand, but he was Zander’s most trust worthy aid.

“Gerald.” he said and the man nodded.

“Yes, please give me orders.”

“There’s a guy called Keith Zenister. He humiliated me in front of everyone tonight and he also threatened the ones who are supporting me. I want you to set an example. No one offends me and gets off scot free.”

Gerald nodded, “Do I have the permission to act on my own?”

“Yes, do whatever you want. I want to see at least one person dead from his group tonight.”

Gerald stared at Zander and nodded, “I will do as you wish.” he said and walked out of the room, leaving Zander satisfied.

“Now all I have to do is wait.” Zander grinned as he turned to look at the girl near him, “Come.”

Gerald on the other hand, walked out of the palace and let out a low whistle.

Ten members who had their faces covered with a thin black cloth, appeared in front of him almost immediately.

“Kill one person who is close to a man named Keith Zenister. It’s fine if you kill more. Disperse.”

The ten people disappeared in a puff of smoke and just as Gerald was about to walk towards the hall where the celebrations were going on, his surroundings changed magically.

He looked around him and saw that he was now in a large grass plain. There was a small mud hut a few meters from him and he also saw multiple goats grazing silently. Their horns looked different from the goats he had seen until now, so he decided to keep a distance from them.

‘What is this place…’ he thought as he stared at he mud hut, contemplating whether he should go and check it out or not.

“Welcome to my abode, human.” a voice echoes in his mind, making him jump slightly.

“Leave the prince’s side and join Keith. As the God of Systems, I will help you save your daughter from Zander’s grasp.”

Gerald frowned when he heard this but the offer was extremely tempting. His one and only daughter, his only family was currently under Zander’s “care”.

On the outside, it looked like he was teaching her how to use her awakened ability but in reality, she was made to go under the prince’s tutelage just so he could use her father however he deemed fit.

Gerald thought about it for a while and shook his head, “I can’t do as you say, not unless you save my daughter. You might be a god, but my daughter is more important to me.”

Silence.

Gerald got no response. The voice did not echo in his mind once again and this immediately got him anxious.

‘I just tried to bargain with a god… I’m fucked. I should have just accepted it. Damn it… no wait, it’s not too late.’ he thought and looked up at the clear sky above him.

“I will do as you say. Please rescue my daughter from the Prince’s clutches.”

Once again, there was no response.

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A few people stood behind trees as they watched Keith and Clara walk out of the hall and rush to the back where there was no one in sight.

The ones who were keeping an eye on these two also moved so that they wouldn’t lose their target.

‘Hm hm hm…’ Keith kept an eye on his surroundings and was unable to find anyone. He had put a system into Zander and knew about the plans he had made. He had been ignoring Gerald for the past 40 or so minutes since he was way too focused on Clara.

‘He can wait for a little bit more.’ Keith thought as he stopped and faced Clara. He grabbed both her hands by the wrists and pinned her against the wall.

“Hic!” she let out a sound as her eyes went wide. Her breath immediately sped up as she gazed into his eyes that were closing in.

“Mmmphh.” she set out a muffled moan as his lips pressed against her and just when she thought that he’d push his tongue in like he always did, she felt herself being lifted up the ground.

Almost instinctively, her legs wrapped around Keith’s waist as he turned around and leaned against the wall. He went back for a kiss once again, but his eyes scanned his surroundings slowly.

A few seconds later, he felt his pinky twitch and grinned inwardly as his hands squeezed Clara’s soft thighs.

‘Found you lot.’ he thought as he sent his system towards the direction where he felt the danger and immediately got a response.

The system latched onto one person and Keith got an influx of information before the system multiplied and attached itself to the other nine assassins that were nearby.

‘Looks like they’re just watching for now… no.’ he thought as he looked at the system screen in his mind since he had his eyes closed.

Right at that moment, eight of them moved from their hidden places and rushed towards the hall silently. Two of them stayed back to keep an eye on Keith.

‘Your attempts are futile… damn, I’m way too hard right now. I can’t even focus.’ he thought and with a simple mental command, all the ten assassins vanished from where they were and found themselves facing their leader.

“Huh? Even you guys got thrown in this place?” Gerald asked as he looked at his men and sighed.

The god who had ignored him turned out to be way above his expectations. He had heard legends about the god of war Balmond who could fight for a month straight while sustaining almost no injuries.

He had heard about the goddess of protection Seraphina offering a sanctuary to the weak and helpless during the times of war.

He had heard about the god of medicine bring people back to full health while they were on the verge of death.

But never in his entire life, had he seen a divine being provide this much help to one single person.

‘This Keith… if this god of systems let’s me leave this place, then I must offer my life to the man under this god. I must offer my life to Keith…’ he thought as he heard his people tell him about the things they had seen Keith do behind the hall.

‘He might be young but he’s way too daring to do such things in a place where anyone could find them with minimal effort.’

Gerald silently waited and after almost twenty minutes, he heard a voice once again but this time, it was different.

Instead of echoing in his mind, the voice echoed around him, audible to everyone.

“Consider this a test. Kill them all and I’ll offer you my support. Your daughter will be brought to this place and if you wish to, she will be set free.”

Gerald stared at the ten people who were once his subordinates. They were always disposables who were trained by Zander’s special team of assassins.

He had no attachment to these ten young men who could die at any time and even if he did, he knew that he’d always pick his daughter over them.

The ten of them took up their stances and pulled out the daggers that were at the sides of their waists.

Gerald sighed and raised his hand. A visible white layer covered his hand and a whitish ethereal hand grew out from his left stump.

“It’s a waste of effort.” he said as the ten guys took a step backwards.

“Master Gerald, are you really going to betray the prince by killing us? If he finds out, heh… consider your daughter to become the property of the royal family. A pig just for the sake of breed- ugh.”

The guy who just spoke looked down as his stomach, only to see a white ethereal hand coming out of it. It vanished immediately, leaving a gaping hole behind as the guy fell to the ground, barely alive.

“Damn traitor!” one of the other nine shouted as he rushed forward, but Gerald didn’t make any move and stood still.

Once the guy got close, his ethereal hand moved at a speed beyond human limits, stabbing directly into his skull.

Bone shards and brain matter flew in different directions, with some sticking to Gerald’s body but he didn’t even bother to look at it.

Instead, his gaze was completely focused on the eight guys in front of him.

“Come. You can’t win unless you surround me. But even then, you have an extremely low chance of killing me.”