Chapter 142 Diversion
In the morning, the honey trap team and some dragon guards are in a lounge while watching TV.
Seanlu is looking at the TV with anger. The reporter is currently reporting on a new popular hero, The Simpman.
"Pfft! Hahahahaha!" Eric laughs loudly.
Seanlu sharply stared at Eric. The boy did not stop laughing.
"What?! Seanlu, you have a fan page!" Said Yuno as she showed her phone.
Seanlu looks at it, and then his eyes turned bloodshot.
The picture of Simpman is fat and short while wearing blue armor.
The fans are all male and single.
"Simpman, I understand your pain!"
"Simpman, you are not alone!"
"Don't give up, Simpman. We are here to cheer for you!"
"Fuck! Whoever created this fan page, I will pummel him to the ground until his face looks the same as the picture!" shouted Seanlu. He then noticed Eric, who put his hands on his mouth and endures his laughter.
Seanlu dashed to Eric and grabbed his clothes.
"Damn spear addict! It is you! Your face tells it all!" said Seanlu.
"W-what are you talking about?! Four eyes, stop making accusations!" said Eric with tears in his eyes as he endures his laughter.
The others in the lounge laugh at the two boys.
"Seanlu! There are women as your fans!" said Yuno.
"What?" Everyone is surprised, then they look at the messages of the fans.
"Simpman, you don't have to chase anyone. My heart belongs to you," said a woman.
"Simpman, your heroic deed touched my heart. If the woman you are chasing won't accept you, I will be here waiting for you."
"Simpman, if I become yours, will you change your name?"
Everyone looks at the unbelievable messages from women on the fan page. Seanlu grins as he looks at it.
"Hahahaha, spear addict, your plan backfired," said Seanlu with a complacent face.
Eric's eyes turned wide as he looks at the messages. He couldn't understand the minds of those women. He does not know that many women are afraid because of the increasing cases of missing people. The appearance of the vigilante group is a big comfort to them, so they are cheering for Simpman.
Mari hugs Seanlu's head from behind. The back of Seanlu's head leans on big mounds.
"Seanlu, you don't have to look for other women. We are here to support you," said Mari while holding Seanlu's head.
"S-Sister Mari, I-I appreciate your support," Seanlu said with a blush.
Mike looks at Seanlu sharply as if saying, that is my place.
Eric's eyes shine as he looks at Seanlu being hugged by Mari. He stood up, then jumped up. He jumped over Yuno with a somersault , then took out his phone and took pictures of blushing Seanlu with Mari.
Seanlu's eyes turned sharp as he noticed Eric's plan. He rotates his body to escape the grasp of Mari. A magic circle appears on his left hand. He jumped toward Eric, then streched his left hand. A water whip flew and grabbed the phone.
Seanlu pulled the water whip and holds the phone.
"Shit!" Cursed by Eric. He charged from the air toward Seanlu.
Seanlu jumped back with a backflip, then erased the pictures while in mid-air.
He also opened the social network and landed on the fan page of Simpman.
"Damn spear addict, it's really you!" said Seanlu. He changed the password and sent a message under Eric's pseudonym.
"I am the biggest simp in the world."
The message received many likes.
Seanlu laughed and gave back the phone to Eric.
"Damn four eyes!" Cursed by Eric.
Inside the Dragon's Eye, Edgar is monitoring the activities on the internet, including the fan page created by Eric.
"Will it no longer be tracked to the villa?" asked Edgar.
"Yes, boss. I also gave a message to an unknown influencer to manage the fan page of Simpman," answered Oscar.
"Those kids are too careless. I should warn them about it," said Edgar.
"The diversion tactics should be completed tonight before the name Dragon Hall appears to the public," said Edgar.
Oscar feels excited when he heard Edgar. He is also part of the Dragon Hall, and although he is just a supporter, he is still an important part of the team.
Dragon Hall cannot attract all the firepower of the enemy, or else the full force of the enemy will be concentrated on them. There must be a vigilante group that will attract the most firepower from the enemy—an imaginary team, The Sweepers. Several vigilante groups will also appear. Dragon Hall is one of them.
When evening came, Edgar is standing on the roof of a house as his cape is swaying.
"Tonight, the Sweepers will truly become the biggest enemy of those big shots behind the gangs and thugs," Edgar thought as his hair turned yellow and his armor turned gold.
He jumped from the roof, then his weight became light, and he slowly falls down. He walks toward a big house while earthen spears are coming out of magic circles around him.
Inside the house, a man named Tusla is smoking in the living room. The room is full of smoke. His ashtray is already full of cigarettes.
Tusla looks at his subordinate and asked him again,"Are you sure it's safe here?"
His subordinate can't remember how many times his boss asked it.
"Yes, boss. You are working for them, how can they not protect you? Beast Guild is currently busy and can't send high level hyperbeings, but they already reached an agreement with Maywire Group. Although this subdivision is not upscale, it is still under the subsidiary of Maywire. If the sweepers attack you here, that will be a big slap on their face. It isn't just the face of the company being slapped but the face of those families and big guilds. It is a tacit understanding that if they accept you to live here, it shows that they are protecting you. Anyone that attacks you here will be hunted by them together," said Tusla's subordinate.
"Shit! Damn Carlos! Fuck Danny! Those two are hiding so deep! There is no sign at all that they are undercovers! They did not even bat an eye when they witnessed illegal activities. They even participated! Fuck! Their faces look so excited every time they receive the money!" said Tusla.
Tusla put the cigarette in his mouth while thinking.
"Is it really them? Someone might be disguising themselves as them, but their family already went abroad, so they are the biggest suspects. Right now, what matters is my safety, disguise or not, the threat of the sweepers exists," Tusla thought.
Tusla's legs are fidgety as he continues to smoke.
"Olan is dead. I'm sure I am next to their list. Those fucking bastards think that Carlos and Danny won't attack. Those two look fucking crazy to me! They only put one level three to guard the subdivision! This can't go on. We need to move," said Tusla.
He just stood up, and then he heard screams outside that made his heart tremble. He frantically moves to the window and looks outside, he sees the man in the golden armor attacking the guards.
The guards are firing their handguns and M-16 at Edgar.
Earthen spears flew and hit the guards.
A hyperbeing, clad with an aura, came out of the house and dashes toward Edgar.
A magic circle flashed on Edgar's hand, then he raised his right hand.
An earthen palm suddenly rises from the ground and grasps the hyperbeing.
The hyperbeing tries to break away.
CRUNCH! There was a loud sound of breaking bones when the earthen palm tightened its grip.
The hyperbeing stopped resisting, and his legs and head became limp.
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