Gamer System in Campione - Chapter 25

"I've already booked a flight to the Republic of Macedonia, but another Campione is in charge of the Balkans-"

"Is he a responsible Campione, Alice?" Ozymandias asked bluntly, "The Devil of the Balkans, famous for being the oldest Campione, would love to fight the heretic God, but I doubt the collateral damage he causes will matter to him."

Alice gave me a wry smile, but the Sun King can see the concern in her eyes, "Friction will happen if you take away his prey, Ozymandias"

"Thank you for caring about me, Alice, you are very kind." Ozymandias said with a smile, but his tone and face changed to an emotionless one as he looked forward.

"I will take my chances if that though, Voban is someone troublesome and I will have to deal with him sooner or later" the Sun King said seriously.

Alice gave a soft sigh as she placed a hand on her cheek while resting her arm on her other hand.

"I don't know if you are being really brave or foolish, Ozymandias. You might have to fight a Campione and a Heretic God. Many would call that suicide even for a Campione."

Ozymandias commented let out a chuckle.

"Isn't that what we Campiones are? Children of a fool and a witch? It is something that is in our personality" Ozymandias said smiling.

Alice only let out a laugh to the man who was helping her.

Some Time Later.

Skopje, Macedonia.

The private jet landed in Skopje, Macedonia, a day later in the early morning, before the sun had even risen over the horizon.

"So we have no idea when it will appear, only that it will come before May 26" Ozymandias confirmed as he stepped off the plane, walking with Alice

"Yes. I couldn't make a more accurate reading of my prediction, otherwise I would have been able to figure out which God will appear and have ready information about his myth and what he is famous for" Alice pondered for a second and continued, "However, the most famous hero I can think of that originates from Macedonia is Alexander the Great"

"Alexander the Great?" pondered the Sun King

He knew who that famous king was: a king who conquered Egypt, Persia, Greece and many other countries and tribes that stretched all the way to the Middle East.

"Yes, however, if he is the heretic God who will appear, then I believe he will be a strong opponent to face" Alice said with a casual tone.

"Is it because he is well known throughout the world?" asked the Sun King curious by this statement.

"No" Alice replied, "Although the studies that Witenagemot has conducted on the Heretical Gods are not sufficient to fully support the theory, we believe that the Heretical God's strength increases with the amount of his ego."

"Ego?" said Ozymandias laughing lightly as he remembered Gilgamesh, what that Heretic God had of power he had of pride.

"Yes, the stronger the Heretic God's ego is, the stronger he is when he descends upon the world" Alice replied as she approached the entrance to the airport.

"So, no matter if he is the legendary Hercules or Robin Hood, ego determines how strong a God is?" asked Ozymandias with interest.

The Sun King casually opened the door and found a group of people wearing robes standing nervously in the doorway.

The Sun King's eyes narrowed, "Who are You!" He did not shout, but his voice sounded loud enough to convey the suspicion of his abrupt appearance.

The group in front of them panicked at Ozymandias' actions, but a brave among them walked in front of the group and spoke.

"OO what ?! Um ... You are ...! No, um, Princess Alice! What a surprise! Why are you here?"

"You want to know why she's here ...?" Ozymandias said with a raised eyebrow, before Alice put her hand on his arm and put light pressure on his arm, signaling him not to go into his battle mode.

Alice smiled happily and began to speak, "My goodness, I didn't expect the United Magi Associations of the Balkans to be waiting at the airport entrance ... Normally, we were just passing through this area to talk to the Magi Association in Russia. I sincerely doubt that your group was waiting for me. Was there someone else you were expecting, Mr. Anton, the AMUB representative?"

"Ah, no no no! It's just that His Majesty, Voban must visit sometime today. But we haven't found out exactly what time he should come ..." He stopped talking while he was pouring out information to a stranger.

"His Majesty should come here ...?" Alice frowned fluffily, as if in contemplation before speaking to Anton. "Gee ... then this must be dangerous, the Seventh Campione who fought the Heretic God Sir Gawain in England will be coming here in two days. He has ordered me and Sir Ozymandias, a Grand Knight, to come to Balkans to wait for him before he goes to Russia."

Ozymandias' eyes went to Alice as they narrowed as he wondered what she was planning.

But Alice looked at Ozymandias and blinked in a way of asking him to play along.

The look the Sun King gave Alice went unnoticed because the group in front of them started whispering furiously among themselves as if they were afraid of something.

"By any chance, is the Seventh Campione allied with Witenagemot?" asked one of them.

"In a way we are working together, and who are we to contest the orders of a [King], we only did what he asked" said Alice shrugging.

The men looked at each other for a few seconds before Anton spoke.

"I am sorry for the inconvenience, but for the sake of safety, would you be willing to be guarded by two of our guards?" The man asked. he knew better than to irritate the attendant of a Campione, who can tell the Campione anything they wish them to know. If the Campione became angry at the mistreatment his precious companion received, he could, in a fit of rage, kill the offender or, at worst, destroy an entire organization.

Alice smiled bubbly as she replied, "It's no problem at all, Mr. Anton. We will be staying at a hotel designated for Witenagemot officers before we proceed. I hope you know where it is? You can send your guard to take a look at the hotel, but alas! I don't think they are allowed to enter the building itself, as you know only those with our mark can enter the building.

Anton looked carefully at the ring in his hand before speaking to a person next to him and sighing in resignation, "So please enjoy your stay, Princess Alice and Sir Ozymandias. May we provide a ride?"

"No, no. It's all right, Mr. Anton. We'd rather walk there to see more slowly. Isn't that right, Sir Ozymandias?" Alice replied softly. The Sun King just shook his head with a stern expression.

As soon as he was out of voice range, Alice started humming, and Ozymandias realized that she was using a small-scale spell around them, probably to prevent any sound from escaping when they talked.

As soon as she stopped humming, Ozymandias began whispering to her with minimal movement of his lips, "What's going on?"