The Fate Of The World Is In My Hands, But All I Want To Do Is Eat! - Chapter 150

Chapter 150: That brat and I have a beef to settle Chapter 150: That brat and I have a beef to settle “I’m leaving her in your hands this time.” Mark said and put his hand on Michael’s shoulder, sternly saying.

“Do not let her get hurt.” Micheal tilted his head and then smacked Mark’s hand off his shoulder, dusting it afterward.

He looked at Mark whose eyebrows were furrowed and said, “I don’t need you to tell me that.

After all, I wouldn’t allow my ‘friend’ to get hurt.” It looked like he was trying to provoke Mark again but before any of that could ensue, Devon spoke up.

“Let’s go.” He looked at Alice.

He was pained on her behalf.

She was going through a lot.

He didn’t want her to get hurt or get lost in grappling emotions so he would do whatever he could to save her.

“Where is she?” Devon asked and Mark told her where they would find Diane.

Whatever it was that they needed Diane for, he hoped it would work.

They disappeared and Micheal sighed.

Emotional people were so hard to deal with.

He turned to Alice.

And yet, even someone who wasn’t emotional could fall into ‘Lilith’s’ emotional trap.

“Do you think you can take me on alone?” Florida asked, snickering with her girls.

“You creepy masked weirdo, just hand over the girl and we won’t drag you into our mess.” Micheal paused at the word she said to him.

He stayed silent for a few seconds and then turned to them, asking, “And why would I do that?” “That brat and I have a beef to settle.” She said, and Micheal looked left and right, shrugging his shoulders.

“But I don’t see any beef though.” He said and she frowned.

Was he a retard?

That was the question her expression asked.

“If you have that much time to waste, why don’t you use it to help the civilians evacuate?” “Are you messing with me?” She took a step towards him but a sudden force threw her away.

Her girls looked in disbelief, calling out, “Guild leader, are you okay?” They went to help her up and she looked towards Micheal with a contorted expression.

“Don’t get me wrong.” Micheal, whose hand was suspended after pushing her back with mere force, slowly lowered his hand and said, “I’m not trying to underestimate you or talk bad about you but you should have the common sense to know that though we are both S-class awakeneds, we do not share the same skills and our levels are not the same.

So, I could be stronger than you.

In that sense, do not cross that line if you do not want to get thrown back like I did just now.” As soon as he finished speaking, the two girls who were with Florida appeared on both sides in the air, planning a sneak attack.

The tanned girl on the right held nunchucks and the blonde girl on the left held a spear, both planning to attack him at the same time and he said, “It seems my consideration is being flushed down the drain.” He said, and the girls bounced back, flying into the buildings around and they coughed out blood at the impact.

“How did he…?” Florida didn’t even see him move his hand this time so how did he do that?

“And you see, I still haven’t gotten back at you for what you called me, haha.” He laughed but it was cold and deadly.

“And do you know, the only person I let off for calling me a weirdo is this fine lady behind me?

Anyone else who said it to my face is either,” he snapped his fingers, and a purple transparent rope made of mana appeared around Florida’s neck, and he held on to the other end.

“Dead or lost their voice.” “You…

What do you think you’re doing?” She asked, shaking fear and dropping her arrogance.

She tried to cut the rope but she couldn’t even hold it.

“Take this off at once.” “On whose orders?” Micheal asked and gripped the rope hard.

It tightened around her neck, choking her.

She could not even grab the rope and kept choking.

“I don’t think I take orders from you.” He said and gripped tighter.

The more he gripped on the rope made with his mana, the tighter it clenched around her neck.

“And you annoy Alice a lot.

So, goodbye.” But just then, Mark and Devon got back, prompting him to disperse his magic right away.

They saw the fainted girls in different corners and Florida coughing her lungs out.

“Did you get her?” Micheal asked, acting like nothing happened, and Mark stepped aside to reveal Diane with her black and orange hair tied up in a ponytail.

“Diane, right?

Could you come closer?

Your friend needs you.” Diane looked at Alice folded up with a depressing air around her.

“Alice?

What…

What happened to her?” She hurried to her.

She knelt next to her and called out.

“Hey, Alice, what’s the matter?” Alice raised her head and looked at Diane.

Her eyes were lifeless and her face was gradually losing its color.

She looked terrible.

“What did you do to her?” Diane asked them but they had no words to explain.

They were with her one moment and another moment; she was taken over by her emotions, and they started weighing her down.

How were they going to explain that?

Devon looked towards Florida and how miserable she looked as she coughed, grabbing her neck.

He sighed pitifully.

Why could she not use her powers for good, and instead wanted to harass a defenseless girl with it?

What was she even doing here in the first place?

“Diane, can you talk to her about how you’ve been?” Micheal asked, and she turned to him, wondering how that would help.

“If you speak about things that could make her happy then that would be good.

I don’t know how these things work either so just do it however.

The goal is to reach her consciousness, so talk about things that she’s familiar with.” Diane pursed her lips and nodded.

She didn’t know what to say but she would try her best.

“Alice,” Diane called but Alice did not say anything, simply staring at her with a listless expression in her eyes.

That dark and blank look in her eyes reminded her of a time when they were both locked in the punishment room after having their backs whipped.

Diane gritted her teeth.

She had a lot of things she actually wanted to say to Alice, mostly about that time with Big Stach.

The way she looked at her.

She had her own regrets but never got to talk to Alice after that time, and she so wanted to tell her everything.

“I have so much to say to you.” She said with a solemn little smile.

CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Author_fredah Finally, Diane comes back to the picture Your gift is the motivation for my creation.

Give me more motivation!