God of Tricksters

1620 Movements

"Yes. Thank you for informing me. Take care of yourself there." The Sword Saint smiled and hung up the call before glancing to the side, looking at the Heavenly Sovereign and the Daemon. His expression turned serious as he asked, "What do you think?"

"This is hilarious. I want to tell the humans, 'serve them right,' but then again, I'm also a human. It's kind of a pity that when we're fighting against the discriminated race we've harmed this whole time just for humanity. Then again, there is nothing we can do." The Heavenly Sovereign chuckled.

"In the past, humans had higher awareness than animals. This allows us to do everything to other species. We can tame animals to be our pets, we can kill them if they try to harm humans, and we can make them extinct with our own mistakes. But this time, it's different. Monsters' awareness is as high as humans and with the General Class Monster or above on their side, it can be said other creatures are the same as us.

"This time, humanity has to wage war against a similar creature to them. They will command all those monsters to attack us and we'll have to defend them.

"And thanks to the King Class Monster or even a World Class Monster, it's possible for an agreement to be reached between us. But what will the two of you do? In the past, humans were the peak predator. But this time, there are World Class Monsters from other species. I'm afraid we're not the peak predator anymore."

The Daemon's words were understandable. It was his concern and thought.

The Heavenly Sovereign closed his eyes for a moment and muttered, "I wonder what will happen if the situation is reserved. Let's say if I'm a vegan professor… In the house, the humans are the pets. They're trained…

"Our owners, probably cats or dogs, treat us like how we treat them. There are bad owners that will abuse us. Imagining our tattered bodies like those dying animals…

"What about livestock? Maybe we will be raised and treated like a robot who can only grow up and die. The cows will bring us to the slaughterhouse and distribute our meat…

"Or maybe the chicken farms to get eggs… The women give birth to chi—" Before the Heavenly Sovereign finished the last example, both the Sword Saint and the Daemon covered his mouth.

Their bodies were trembling because the third example was the worst. They were shivering from imagining it.

"Stop, stop! Don't talk about it anymore!" The Sword Saint glared at him, asking him to stop.

The Daemon didn't say anything, but his panicked expression alone was enough to share his thoughts.

"Let's not talk about it, OK? Let's just discuss what we're going to do after this." The Sword Saint took a deep breath, trying to shift their conversation.

"Y-yeah. If that's the case, should I handle the investigation?" The Daemon asked. These three had been maintaining the status quo, but they each had their own job.

The Heavenly Sovereign was in charge of the development, while the Sword Saint handled the police task to make sure the citizens from many countries could live together peacefully. Meanwhile, the Daemon handled all the stuff about the monsters around the base, so this was his job.

Suddenly, Zhao Jia rushed into the room while shouting, "Emergency! I need help!"

"What's wrong? Did the sea monsters attack us?" The Heavenly Sovereign nonchalantly commented.

"Huh? You know about it, Teacher?" Zhao Jia was dumbfounded, never expecting her teacher to know about it despite being stuck in the room.

"The information just came in. It seems they're planning something big, but we don't know about the details yet." The Heavenly Sovereign nodded.

"Then, I need Sir Daemon to follow me to handle the investigation." Zhao Jia nodded and looked at Tirta to work together as usual.

"No." The Heavenly Sovereign stood up and said, "I'm going to handle this problem personally this time."

"Huh?" Zhao Jia furrowed her eyebrows, not understanding the sudden enthusiasm. Her teacher never wanted to work on something he could give to others, so it was surprising to see him volunteering to do this work.

The Heavenly Sovereign smiled and said, "Theo is on the move, so I'm going to deal with this."

…

Italy.

Leonardo was sitting on his rocking chair while listening to the report. But after he finished listening to it, his eyebrows started twitching and his expression was distorted.

"For fuck sake!" Leonardo shouted in anger while slamming his hand on the handle. "Can I get a rest already? I want to retire!

"No, I was retired in the past before I met that brat. I stopped my retirement to teach him, but from then on, I couldn't get a single rest in my life anymore!

"Have I invited a trouble magnet? Why do I have to get involved in all this matter? I know I can trust Marzio, but this matter is simply too big since we must watch all coastlines.

"I have to—" Leonardo suddenly stopped because he saw Lorenzo coming to visit him as if he was rushing to check his condition because of the outburst. "Oh… Lorenzo…"

"Are you alright, Grandfather?"

"I am… not! How can I be fine after getting all these problems? How about I skip this one? This is a perfect occasion to make Marzio grow… I'm just going to sit down and relax, watching from the sidelines."

Leonardo let out a long sigh to calm his heart down. He returned to his seat and leaned back, planning to relax again. But when he put his arm down on the armrest, his arm dropped as there was nothing to support his arm anymore.

"Eh?" Leonardo glanced to the side and realized he had broken the armrest with the slap earlier.

"It seems you broke the chair…"

"…" Leonardo truly couldn't get a break. He sighed and stood up, walking to the exit. "Follow me to meet your father."