Chapter 23: Exposing a Tyrant King

With Silva’s help, they managed to get back to Intel-City.

Meanwhile, it seems the king grew impatient and brought Silva's friends out to his court ready to kill them.

“Oh, it looks like your friend is not going to make it. I guess she did not care about your lives or she would be here by now,” the king said with an evil grin on his face.

“She will be here, I know she will,” Lisa shouted in tears.

“Oh, poor defensive girl, leaving her fate to her best friends,” the king teasingly.

“Shut up you fool, our friends are coming back and you will get what you deserve,” Julius shouted trying to save Lisa.

“Oh, who knew you had a fool mouth,” the king said, slapping Julius.

“Oh, I so hate you right now,” Lisa said, spitting on the king.

“That’s it. I had a special celebration planned and now it is changed to an execution. Guards, prepare our prisoners for hanging. Let our citizens see them as the criminals they really are,” the king yelled, giving orders.

“Yes, sir, come along you fools,” the guards said, pushing the gang to the stage where nooses were waiting for them.

“My citizens, I am sorry, today was supposed to be a day of celebration, but plans have changed. Today you are here to witness the execution of simple guild members who decided to disrespect your king. I ask you to join me in welcoming them to the other world. Now begin with the execution,” the king shouted to the crowd as they were cheering their king.

“Silva,” Terrance whispered.

The gang was about to meet their fate until something flew through the air and killed the executioner in his place.

“I don’t think you want to do that,” a voice shouted from a hooded figure.

“Who are you? And why would you ruin my celebration?” the king asked angrily.

Then the hooded figure took off and the hood revealed to be Silva.

“Silva!” her friends shouted.

“Oh, you sure like cutting it close, did you complete your task,” the king asked.

“Why don’t you see for yourself,” Silva said, tossing the bag to him.

“Oh, it seems someone did their job right, it seems you care about your friends more than I thought,” the king said, opening the bag.

“I guess you were wrong as always,” Silva pointed out.

“Wait just a minute this is not what I asked. Where is my jewel,” the king shouted.

“It is back where it belongs, you were using us for your own selfish needs,” Silva began.

“You insolent little girl, you dare to disobey me,” the king shouted.

“Yes, and now ... .citizens of Intel-City, I have an announcement to make, you have been all fooled by your king and the royal family. Two days ago, your king sent my friends and I to steal a jewel from a neighboring kingdom, but it turns out he wanted them all killed, so he can use the power of the jewel for himself. He wanted to kill innocent people without getting his hands dirty,” Silva continued.

“What are you doing?” the king shouted.

“Rufus, go free the others, I have something more to say,” Silva ordered.

“Right,” Rufus said, running with Scout to free her friends.

“Also, I have one more piece of information, you are the city of intelligence and guardians of knowledge and yet you did not know what was going on right under your noises. Your beloved royal family has been kidnapping children, stealing intelligence from anyone who shows any form of intelligence and using all of this to increase their intelligence and beauty. If you want to know who are the monsters of this kingdom, then you should fight back and defeat them! Silva shouted to the citizens.

It seemed the citizens have been thinking it through putting the pieces together and have decided to fight back.

“It seems your citizens are on my side now, let’s see how you can handle this, good luck,” Silva said to the king kindly.

“You cannot leave me like this, I am their king,” he shouted, scared for his life.

“Well too bad, you should have thought of it sooner, well bye-bye,” Silva said teleporting out with her friends.

“No!” The king shouted.

Silva and the gang teleported out of the city of chaos and left the king of fools to his subjects.

In the meantime, it is time for them to head for their next destination.