My King System

"Do you now understand how much of a gap in strength there is?" Yuki asked Camri as he stared at him through the clear glass prison entrance doors.

Camri was at a loss for words, he simply stared at Yuki in fear and disbelief.

"Oh right, I should've sent Feliu with Meurig."

"Whatever, it's not like he needs any backup anyway," Yuki said as he shrugged off his responsibility.

"I should really start leaving now," Yuki thought to himself.

As he began heading for the kingdom's entrance/exit gate, he turned around to send off his last message to Camri.

Camri now outside the prison building was looking at the criminal escape. He just stood there, unable to utter a single word.

"If you try to capture me, I'll kill everyone in the kingdom," Yuki said as he smiled and waved goodbye.

Now even more perplexed, Camri began to laugh. His whole world had been shattered. He who once stood at the pillar of the kingdom's chain of power was obliterated by a teenager.

Elsewhere, Meurig finally managed to locate his target. Meurig had stopped in front of a double door which reeked of booze. He just assumed it was a cheap bar for people to get so drunk that they passed out. Nevertheless he entered the facility.

"What are you looking at?" a drunk fat man that was sitting near the counter asked Meurig.

He looked to be in his late 40s. Meurig didn't pay any attention to him as he was no threat to his mission. Meurig continued walking toward a cloaked man which his ability informed him to be his target.

"Didn't anyone teach you to respond when someone is talking to you!" the fat drunk man yelled at Meurig.

The man grabbed an axe that was under the stool he was sitting at. He stood and began to swing right above Meurig's head, in hopes of cutting the monster in half. By then, everyone in the bar stopped talking. Even those who were drunk had regained their sense and were focusing on Meurig. Even if they were half unconscious, they at least knew that a monster wasn't a good thing to be around.

Before the axe could make contact with him, Meurig turned around and grabbed hold of it with his bare fingers until it eventually disintegrated.

"I don't have time to waste on people like you."

"Sit back down and drink your booze before I also made it disappear," Meurig told the fat man.

Everyone else within the bar also followed the instructions that Meurig had laid out. They knew that he was in another league and that even if they all attacked at once, it wouldn't make a difference to someone capable of freely capable of disintegrating objects without consequences.

In the very back of the bar, a small group of players could be heard talking a bit louder than everyone else.

"Hey man, I dare you to attack that monster," one drunk man said.

"You've seen what he's capable of, I'm not gonna risk my life," his companion replied.

"Come on, don't be a buzzkill. He can only disintegrate weapons, there's nothing to be afraid of," the drunk man continued to push his companion into committing into something that would get him killed.

Meurig sighed as he overheard their conversation. Instead of trying to explain the power gap between him and everyone else present at the bar. He deemed it would be much more efficient to show everyone all at once. Meurig walked up to one of the two pillars which were holding up the bar. With a blank expression, he placed his palm on the pillar and disintegrated it. This act caught the eye of everyone and made all the commotion stop.

"Don't bother trying to come after me, the next time anyone tries to do something foolish to me, the other pillar is gone. If that happens, the roof will fall on everyone here and you'll all die."

"Do I make myself clear?" Meurig asked.

No one dared to respond as they all feared for their lives. Meurig ignored what had just happened and began to walk towards the staircase which led to the 2nd floor of the bar. It was a U-shaped structure. The stairs which were directly on the opposite side of the bar counter were the middle point of the structure. Once ascended, the person walking could either walk towards the right or the left side. On both sides were 6 tables, in-turn creating more space for customers as well as making the place look better.

Meurig passed by the second pillar and walked straight towards the stairs. Once there, he took a right turn and sat at the same table as the cloaked man.

The cloaked man sighed.

"I assume you're working with Yuki?" the cloaked man asked.

"That would be correct," Meurig replied.

"And what has he sent you to do?" the cloaked man asked.

"To kill," Meurig gave a simple response.

"Now tell me, why do you follow him. Is he paying you? If so, I can offer you double whatever he is paying," the cloaked man began trying to negotiate.

"Believe me, he has more money than you, however, that isn't why I choose to follow him," Meurig began to rebuttal.

"Preposterous!"

"But let's say that what you are saying is true."

"Why do you work for him then? If you were to work for me instead, I could offer you decent pay as well as fame and glory. What good is it to stick around a murderer?" the cloaked man was beginning to ask the questions which had been on Meurig's mind for some time.

"I don't work for Yuki, what we have is more of a friendship," Meurig replied.

"How unfortunate, I guess this is where our negotiation ends," the cloaked man announced.

Just then smoke began to rapidly appear all around the area which Meurig was sitting at.

"A smoke screen?" Meurig shouted.

Meurig tried to look for the cloaked man however he couldn't find him.

"Even if there was a smoke screen, I should at least be able to see a bit of him as it had just recently been activated," Meurig said to himself.

"Unless..."

"I should've known, he could at any time change his ability if the situation ever got this bad. I was too careless," Meurig began to get enraged.

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