But at this moment, he unleashed his Noble Phantasm, and the dazzling golden light instantly leapt up, under his control, shattering the bullets.
The woman behind, who was supposed to be hit, had no idea what had happened, only feeling a flash of light before her eyes.
Immediately, a stream of light like a Christmas tree surged in front of them.
This is the unleashed Noble Phantasm!
"David!" "David!"
The audience excitedly shouted.
No one knew that there was just an assassination attempt. They thought David was trying to unleash his Noble Phantasm to cheer for his campaign.
Only Valentine knew he was in trouble.
He quickly abandoned the sniper rifle and ran downward.
Valentine never expected that in such a situation, the opponent could actually avoid it in time.
He hadn't taken any drugs today, so he should have been able to suppress his killing intent or gaze well.
Normally, it would be impossible for the opponent to notice in advance.
The information mentioned that David was a Martial Artist, but Valentine had assassinated Martial Artists before.
"FARK!"
Valentine cursed, damn Khorne, not protecting him.
He would blow up the statue of Khorne when he returned.
As he ran forward, the golden stream of light passed through the sky and then drifted down.
Boom boom boom, the ground instantly exploded into pits.
Valentine dared not move forward any longer.
He could hear that the cheers had suddenly turned into curses.
The target of their cursing was naturally not David.
Before long, a group of bodyguards in black surrounded Valentine.
The light stream pulled back, and they quickly lunged forward, forcefully pinning Valentine to the ground.
"FARK!" Valentine struggled hard, swearing.
Two iron fists pounded down, Aaron was even angrier than him, "You damn thing, you dared to assassinate Mayor David!
Do you want to ruin the United States?!"
The following reporters quickly rushed forward, clicking away with their cameras aimed at the ground.
Capturing Valentine's angry and unwilling appearance.
Soon, the news of the assassination attempt on David's campaign spread online.
In the United States, and even globally, it caused quite a stir.
Some neutral voters even began leaning towards voting for David.
Subsequent details were further uncovered.
It was true that Valentine was a follower of the Cult of Khorne.
But what was related to him was the Democratic Party.
Later it was exposed that it wasn't the Democratic Party but Mara who was related to Valentine.
Mara naturally denied it vehemently.
But the surging public opinion didn't care about that, making her afraid to even go out for campaign activities, fearing being shot by David's supporters.
However, she wasn't afraid of committing crimes after leaving office.
When she was about to leave office, she only needed to issue a presidential pardon order to absolve herself of the crime of instigating David's assassination.
Mara believed that David still had some dignity and wouldn't conduct any post-incident reckoning.
She was determined to carry the blame for this.
Mara wasn't against the party's arrangement for Valentine to assassinate but was speechless that even with such methods, they still didn't succeed.
This was the most inexplicable thing.
...
Time slowly passed by.
David's polling support rate surpassed past presidents and the current president, gaining the position of the 48th President of the United States with an overwhelming advantage.
The election results came out.
David stayed in the Mayor of New York's office, with no one around him.
He took a sip of wine alone, with a dazed expression on his face.
He couldn't imagine that last year he was still drifting on the streets, a Black man who could die at any moment.
This year, he had been elected as the President of the United States in 2025 with high votes.
His life's trajectory was completely changed, but David's heart felt no sense of satisfaction, only a sense of trepidation, as if walking on the edge of a cliff.
One misstep could lead to falling into a deep abyss.
Could he really do this well?
This was a question that made David feel insecure.
Running a country was not like a Treasure User fighting on the front lines; there were many things to consider.
There were many problems to face.
And the Four Great Evil Gods in Subspace.
David pours himself another glass of wine.
A knock sounded at the door, Hank entered the room, looking at David sitting there drinking alone, he smiled and said, "Mr. President, you should attend the victory celebration, everyone is waiting."
"I haven't yet taken office."
"But in everyone's hearts, you are already the President of the United States."
"Indeed."
David said no more and put down the empty glass.
At this point, retreating was not an option.
Even if walking on thin ice, he had to proceed carefully and cautiously.
Doing not well enough is still better than being certain of one's infallibility.
David walked out of the dim Mayor's office into the brightly lit hall.
All the employees were gathered here, cheering enthusiastically.
Yearning for a new future.
David smiled, "Thanks everyone for the campaign, let's all work hard for the future!"
...
December 24th, Christmas Eve.
Fine snowflakes drifted along the streets of Tokyo, the sky akin to a giant lead block, carrying a deep pressure.
It emanated an unfriendly coldness, yet perfectly suited for a cosmopolitan city.
Rarely did one see women walking in stockings on the streets.
Phoenix Academy Maggie didn't fear the cold, but she wasn't dressed too lightly either.
Her thick winter clothes gave her a slightly chubby look, wearing a floppy round hat.
Her neck wrapped in a white scarf, with mask and sunglasses, completely covering most of her face, avoiding recognition as the renowned Empire's Sword.
On the square's large LCD screen, Kochou was delivering a passionate speech about the year's accomplishments against the cult.
Without looking up, she entered a cafe.
The rush of warm air showed signs of melting the snowflakes on her shoulders, she scanned the place, heading towards the two friends sitting in the corner.
Yoshikawa Sayuri smiled and waved.
Phoenix Academy Maggie approached and sat opposite, casually ordering coffee and cake, without removing her mask, she laughed, "Tomorrow is Christmas, do you have any plans?"
"I am going to Tokyo Disneyland with Tetsuji."
"Furusawa and I are staying home revising for exams, preparing to get into Tokyo University."
Nomura True Wave supported her forehead with her hand, her expression a bit grim, "I can't take it anymore.
We've been together for so long, and that blockhead hasn't even given it a thought, filling my mind with those kinds of thoughts!"
Her voice filled with resentment.
She was determined to have a big time on Christmas, yet was amused by Furusawa Kyoichiro's suggested arrangement.
Who revises on Christmas?
Especially with a girlfriend in the picture.
Normally, wouldn't you study the various forms of writing the word 'day' with your girlfriend at this time?
"Perhaps it's too early."
Phoenix Academy Maggie spoke up in support of Furusawa Kyoichiro.
Nomura True Wave said full of grievance, "You're just like the satiated woman who doesn't know a hungry woman's plight, I haven't even had a bite."
Phoenix Academy Maggie briefly fell silent before sighing, "Actually, I haven't either."
"Oh, why?"
Yoshikawa Sayuri asked.
Phoenix Academy Maggie replied a bit awkwardly, "I just haven't found the perfect opportunity."
She had too beautiful imaginations about her first time, thinking too much unlike Ayatsuki Ayaka and the others who just charged ahead.
She imagined various plans and occasions, never feeling perfect enough, thus postponing until now.
She and Aozawa limited themselves to holding hands and kissing, never reaching the final step.
Nomura True Wave placed her hands on the table, giving her wish to Phoenix Academy Maggie, "Isn't Christmas a great day?
Let's do something big!"
Phoenix Academy Maggie thought for a while, sighing, "It's just that it's too good, making such a day hard to plan."
"If you don't try, how will you know?"
Nomura True Wave's words made Phoenix Academy Maggie ponder.
Until the waiter served coffee and cake, Phoenix Academy Maggie came back to herself, resolved and said, "You're right, I'll invite Aozawa later."
"Invite him right now!"
Nomura True Wave kept an eye on her, ensuring she wouldn't overthink later and back down.
Phoenix Academy Maggie could only message Aozawa, "Do you have time on Christmas?"
"No problem."
Aozawa's instant reply left Phoenix Academy Maggie stunned.
No, you really have time?
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