ShangriLa Frontier Chapter 504 Part 2
ShangriLa Frontier Chapter 504: Legal / Backwater Camp Part 2
So, in the end everything is going to be decided by the Cursed Prison Versus Cursed Prison battle? I must admit, this is hardly the ideal outcome for me, but hey, what can you do, right? I mean, it’s all good that I at least managed to reduce the HP of Cursed Prison so much that she won’t probably think about pulling some crazy stunt like trying to grab the Colonel for herself. On the one hand, you really have to admire that woman’s dedication to this cause, but on the other hand…… this just makes things progressively a whole lot worse for me.
But that is exactly why, apart from the stupid person doing something completely incomprehensible just because they are stupid, I can understand the unreasonable recklessness Amelia was trying to pull off here.
「…… Well now. No matter how you look at it, Amelia seems to be in quite a bind here. On one hand she need to bring down the Targeted Enemies if she wants to have the advantage over No Face, but on the other hand she needs to do something about her own HP, otherwise she won’t stand a chance against the Valkyrie, or even Colonel. But doing that would also mean that she would have to forsake the Target Enemy bonus.」
「Silver-san? Let’s stop giving out people’s real names here, alright? Even though I think that right now pretty much everyone knows what this is all about, but let’s just do it for those precious few who might not know?」
「Huh? You want me to still go on with it even though the jig is pretty much up?」
「What? Please don’t tell me that you had no idea why we were doing all of this up until now!」
Now, at the current moment there are basically two Cursed Prisons located inside of Chaos City. One is the Masked Hannya’s Cursed Prison who was slowly advancing towards the probable base of the Mechanitian and his mechanic army.
Then, as for another Cursed Prison…… Where was he and what was he doing going into hiding at the current moment……?
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Right now, I am in the middle of a meditation.
No, it’s not like I’m trying to stall for time. This meditation of mine has a clear aim and purpose.
「……………」
It’s been a while since I felt the need to do this, maybe even the first time since Survival Island……? However, I needed to calm down for a moment and order everything that was going on inside of my head.
The tension itself is not so bad of a thing to have here, but I get a feeling that I can only make a sloppy movement after a sloppy movement if my purpose is not going to be clearly defined inside of my head.
「……………」
The state of concentration. The direction that I want to take. And the conscious effort towards it…… Fortunately, the place where I am currently at is not someplace that can be found that easily, so no one is going to interrupt me here. And it might seem like I am trying to run away from battle, but it’s quite the opposite here. This is something that is necessary for the battle to be carried out exactly the way I want it to. I mean, my Cursed Prison game has to be absolutely spot on if I am going to absolutely and completely crush Amelia Sullivan and prove that I am superior to her in every single aspect.
Besides, the Riot Blood high that I was riding on until now was starting to die down a little bit, so I needed to do a little bit of psyching myself up if I was going to do this.
It doesn’t really matter what it is that you are fighting for, as long as you have a clear reason to fight. Hell, even the promise of victory here can be enough of a performance enhancer to keep someone going even if faced with multiple adversities. That’s how many mercenaries tend to operate.
「……………」
So let’s reverse our thinking process here. How should we go on about this fight? Instead of what do we fight here for? …… Yes, the answer is always going to be the Riot Blood.
I don’t drink Riot Blood just so that I can fight, but I am able to fight my best fight just because I drank the Riot Blood…… The blood of the mob Riot Blood is already running around my whole body, so now it’s just a matter of time for it to activate.
Then, at this very moment, I can clearly say that my whole body is filled with energy drinks. Life is caffeine, and caffeine is life. But wouldn’t so much caffeine cause my heart to explode? Whoa there, getting side-tracked here! Must! Focus!
「……………」
Inside of me…… Heavyweight characters infused with energy drinks begin to communicate with the very essence of the universe. I know that many people would just call it downright falling into madness, but for me it is only a form of meditation. One very effective form of meditation. And I am going to continue believing in it just like that.
The sea of energy drinks that spreads in your inner heart, on the surface it is calm and has no waves due to spiritual unity, but the deeper you go……
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…… By the way, the twenty minutes mark should be approaching pretty soon, right?
「There! I can see it!」
Yes, I can clearly see it! A drop of fresh blood! The soul of a mob that Riot Blood users keep in the depths of their hearts, all the way at the very bottom!
My thoughts race through my mind like lightning bolts, each and every single one going full throttle as if they were propelled by some sort of a jet engine.
It’s small wonder that a thing like that is happening to me. I mean, I have allowed for my very own special mixture of fuel to run through my veins for more than twenty minutes now. And I must make sure that this precious mixture of various caffeine effects are going to be put to a good use just before their effects start to expire pretty soon. So I would really need to start to get a move on here.
「There! A divine revelation! Straight from the heavens!」
Hmm, yes, I see. If you were to put dried yeast and honey into the Riot Blood and mix it all well and let it ferment just like that…… Wait, that would basically be illegal here! Amelia Sullivan! If I manage to win this and take the title of Real World Cursed Prison from you, I’ll report my victory to the whole world! With SNS! (Crazy delusions of grandeur)
And then I’ll use that title to brag about it to those stupid Pencilgton and Deepslaughter and humiliate them beyond their wildest imagination! And then I’ll just continue to rub that salt into their wounds until they can no longer even take it! (Downright hallucination)
I wonder if you are still going to be able to keep up that perverted persona of yours, you stupid asshole! (More hallucinations)
「Yes! I am never going to forgive youu……!!」
Alright, you lot! If it’s a fight that you want, then a fight is what you are going to get! And I’ll make sure that you are going to remember that fight until the day that you die! So you’d better brace yourselves……!!
Meditation is over, now is the time to use the heritage that Dust left behind……!!!
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