[BL] Daily Disposable Persona

72: The Sun God 11

Note: At the very end of this chapter I included an illustration of ghouls from the H.P. Lovecraft wiki. It's slightly gruesome. If you don't want to see it, be careful about scrolling down.

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Zong Yan sat in the passenger seat. After hesitating for a long time, he chose to vote with the conservatives.

The 《Treaty of Seclusion》 had been in force for almost three centuries. The reason it remained for so long wasn't just to protect ordinary people, but to protect the occult world as well. After all, there were only a handful of human beings with powers. Normal people might be defenseless against them, but there were only so many Awakened. It would be hard for them to overcome the lies and slander of the world if they were exposed.

Zong Yan knew better than anyone how urgent the situation was right now. After all, he'd been warned by an evil god that the Earth was facing imminent destruction.

But that was exactly why Zong Yan felt so confident. He had more than one trump card in his hand.

He had faith that humanity would survive. That was why he voted for the conservatives. In the long run, it was better for the occult world to remain a secret from ordinary people.

In the tower of the Spire Council, the conservative councilors stood and applauded, taking off their hats to salute the radicals opposite.

"We thank the tenth Monarch for his vitally important and very wise decision! But, oh God, I really don't want to take a fourth vote anymore!"

They shed tears even as they applauded. That was when the leader of the Council suddenly looked up and struck the back of the chair with his silver scepter.

And that was when an investigator arrived with news from the seventh Monarch.

Ghoul tide.

The video projected on the screen made every council member's eyes widen.

Ordinarily, a single ghoul was a D-rank mission. But if so many ghouls attacked together, even Monarchs would have a hard time escaping with their lives.

"Everyone, I must tell you that because of the latest news from the front line, we may not be able to conduct a fourth vote," the council leader said with regret. "All of us are investigators, an integral part of the occult world's strength. It's time for us to take up arms and go to New York."

"Captain, are we...?"

He Yuan led the soldiers over to gaze at the multitude of ghouls in the street below. Their faces were solemn.

"Hold on." Si Yan took a cigarette out of his pocket.

He Yuan endured a death glare from his captain to snag a cigarette as well. With a smile, he sparked a flame on one of his fingers and obediently lit the captain's cigarette.

They were all standing on the roof of a building, looking down at the dense mass of ghouls below. No one spoke.

In the face of such numbers, investigators were almost useless. There wasn't much they could do unless they flew fighter jets overhead and directly strafed the enemy.

That was why Si Yan had transmitted a live feed to the White House. The planes were on standby and would arrive soon.

The occult world wasn't fussy about using weapons other than Awakening abilities. They sometimes cooperated with the military to develop new thermal weapons, taking the initiative to actively incorporate alchemy.