Inspectah Flash stared into space with eyes widened, if there was anything he'd never have expected, it would be this. Is it even possible for one to ruin themself in such a short amount of time?
"I am sorry for Respecter Flash's insolence."
Baroka too...
It seemed losing one's entire life's work was that easy.
Inspectah Flash collapsed to the ground, his eyes still void of any life within. It one had to be honest, it was really sad. The man was only doing his job, but he mistakenly offended a bigshot from America.
'Is it all over for me?' Inspectah Flash thought to himself, trying to hold back the waterworks that threatened to burst his eyelids open.
Seeing how someone came to testify for him, Ray didn't bother holding back and sliced through the bars of the cell with a wind blade.
He looked at the crumbling inspector speechlessly and looked at Baroka to see whether that one would stand up for him. It was as he expected, Baroka stood up for Inspetah Flash.
"Please... I the Torture King, renowned since even before His descent begs you to please forgive this man's insolence."
Ray who was just looking awakened from his stupor. Looking at a man falling apart was a really distracting thing.
"Tell me why I should," He took on his omnipotent like role as the Magic Lord and changed his tone entirely.
Baroka turned to Inspectah Flash, and a trace of warmth spread through his callous eyes.
"Because... this man was the one who saved me from falling into the depths of poverty and even provided me with the resources for me to become who I am today."
Ray heard him out and sighed inwardly.
'If I forgive him, some Chinese punks who feel webnovel's are really cool will come to trouble me, and I really don't want that. Other than that, I'd seem like a weakling if I released a guy who threatened me. However... if I cared about what other people felt I'd be no more than a puppet to their games.'
"Fine, I will forgive him who you speak so dearly of."
"Thank you! Thank you!" It wouldn't be a lie to say Baroka was basically on the ground thanking Ray for his benevolence.
"But..." This part almost made Baroka stab himself in the heart, but Ray still continued although he noticed it, "Both you and Inspectah Flash will be my assistants till I say not."
The conditions weren't something to scoff at, but anyone who hadn't been living under a rock in this past year would know the power of the man they called God Heat-seeker. Not only could he fire missiles at will, he could also kill people using just a strand of their hair.
This man was not just like a 'god', Magic Lord was god!
"We accept your decision Mr Magic Lord."
Baroka kotowed and smashed his and Inspectah Flash's head against the ground multiple time, Inspecta Flash couldn't react, as he was still in a daze from him imagining his life was going to be ruined.
"Yeah, don't call me that. Just call me Ray."
"Of course, Mr Ray."
'Che, whatever.'
Ray stepped out of the jail cell not knowing where he was going next and turned to ask Baroka to follow him.
But... Baroka had driven him and Inspectah Flash unconscious from banging their heads against the glow too many a time.
'Whatever, I guess I'll find my way around and then I'll challenge all the pokemon gyms in the world, Ray Kelly from nuclear warfare town says hello to the china region!'
As always, Ray couldn't last very long without joking around.
"Welp, at least Sherbert isn't bothering me now." Ray thought of his own coolness and walked out of the prison, not knowing there was someone tailing him.
'For the time being, I'll go find the first person the deputy head told me to meet for a battle.'
Ray whistled his way through the bustle of China and stared at the address the deputy head gave him.
'No 1 Nomad Street. What kind of messed up name is this?'
Either way, it didn't matter to him as long as he could find this person and defeat him to increase his fame and complete the mission in China.
'Wow, Chinese culture seems so rich.' Ray looked around the buildings of china and saw various things he only normally ever see in a movie or romance drama.
Ray walked around for hours, asking people the name of the street, trying to figure it out by himself. But to no avail, he was not able to find this allusive Nomad Street.
'What the hell is this, pac man?!'
It was an outrage, to think someone as strong as him couldn't even find a mere street.
Night fell and it came to a point where Ray stopped looking entirely. He stopped near a peaceful-looking neighbourhood and sat on the sidewalk.
"Kek, I should've just rejected that stupid quest, it's my fault for wanting to see how system life could change anything."
"You should never be so hasty to speak Raymond." A voice spoke out from the darkness of night. Ray shot up from his seating position and riled the air up to create large gusts of wind around him.
"Who's there? Show yourself!" He furrowed his eyebrows and made the winds even more violent.
However, the voice spoke smilingly.
"Why in such a rush, let's talk for a minute or two."
"What the?!" What surprised him was that the winds he'd been harnessing all this while suddenly died down as if by some external force.
If there was someone strong enough to suppress the winds he controlled, that person was not to be fucked around with.
Ray deployed his machine lord transformation and activated the rocket launchers under his feet.
"Whoever you are, sorry I don't do small talk."
The most surprising thing was that the person didn't reveal themself and instead let him fly away. The reason for this was...
"I the Almighty Nomad has never let someone off easy, come back!"
The person who was hidden in the shadows grabbed out and retracted his hand and with his hand followed Ray's flailing body.