Chapter 144

Lucky 144

Righteousness, more like hypocrisy. Maybe Calix was living under that principle because of how his father taught him. What he was doing right now-- stopping the terrorists while Yuna was going to save the hostages, was bravery and people may call them saviors or heroes. 

However, in Calix's opinion, it was all farce. Humans are naturally selfish, he just wanted to take revenge. Sure some part of him wanted to save the hostages because that was the right thing to do. But overall, Calix just wanted to take retribution. 

His time in this Flying Ship was kind of irritating him. He found that his bully, Marianne Francine, was riding the Flying Ship and he met her in a cage. It was quite anticlimactic, to be honest. 

He realized that Marianne didn't change at all. She still had awful behavior that could make a person frown. Calix's hatred awakened when Marianne made fun of his suffering. That's why he taught her a great lesson, a lesson that she would never forget. He stole something important to her and Calix was sure that Marianne was mad at him. 

'… The worst part is that I found the reason why she almost killed me. How stupid for her to believe what Leon said. Then again, she already hate me so she easily believed him.'

That made him grit his teeth angrily. He was toyed, fooled like a kid whose candy was stolen. He couldn't believe that he went to the hospital, suffered for weeks, for something he didn't do. He was innocent.  

Yet, Marianne was not remorseful at all. 

"So I have to remind her of what she did to me. My revenge is not over. As for Leon, I will teach him that killing means to be killed."

Leon dumped him into the water tank. That fact alone was enough to make him mad. Furthermore, Yuna cried because of that. That was unforgivable. Calix would kill Leon, that was obvious. 

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The terrorists were busy opening the door and uniformly entered the lounge with their IBG energy guns raised. They were wearing battle suits, they were not afraid because their battle suits were high-end and they could withstand ordinary bullets. 

They started looking around to locate the intruder. The woman with pink hair gave them a lot of problems. She started wandering in the ship, they didn't know her intention and the terrorists deemed her dangerous. She was a teleporter and she easily escaped their grasp. 

"Did you find her?"

"Negative sir, she's not here."

"Dammit!!"

The captain cussed. This woman was infuriating them. She was making them crazy just by teleporting around. Her power was enough to make them anxious because she could prevent their plan. 

As they were busy looking around, a heavy voice echoed. 

"The girl you're looking for is not here."

"!!!"

The terrorists raised their defense, holding their weapons, aiming, and ready to shoot. 

"Who's there!?"

The captain who was wearing a wolf mask yelled. Perhaps they didn't find all of the passengers because this person is a man based on his voice. 

"Are you allied with the pink-haired woman!!?"

"It doesn't matter. Because you will die."

"What do you mea--"

*Bang!

A loud gunshot reverberated and the leader lost half of his body. His lower torso dropped to the ground, blood splattered, and the other terrorists started screaming like bitches. 

"Captain Wolf!!!"

"You bastard!!"

The terrorists started firing around to locate the guy, believing that the man would come out because of fear. Yet another one of them died. 

"Gah!! My legs!! My legs!!! Someone help m--!!"

He died as another shot eliminated his existence. Nothing was left except for blood and bits of flesh that flew around. 

The terrorists became furious and started firing their guns till their batteries went out. They started reloading but three of them died horribly instead. They didn't even know that they died because almost all of their bodies disintegrated. 

"What is happening!!? I thought we are wearing high-end battle suits!!! It should be impossible to get injured!!"

"Based on the firepower, it's obvious that he is using a heavy and powerful gun!! Once we find his location, we can easily kill him. He can't move around easily with the heavy gun!!"

They strongly believe that they would win. But in the end, all of them died except for one person.

"Ugh… Gah!"

The lone remaining terrorist crawled on the bloodied floor, he lost his legs and it was painful as hell. Yet he still crawled just to escape the lounge and live. He didn't want to die. He was grinding his blood-tainted teeth as he squirmed. Tears dripping down together with blood. 

"Haaga…"

"Hm, it seems like you're still alive. Never mind, I can interrogate you before you die."

A guy appeared with a simple desert eagle in his hand, their assumption was wrong, it was not a heavy gun such as a rifle or shotgun.

He was wearing a pure black battle suit, covering his body from his feet up to his neck. 

"You!!! Y- you!!!"

The terrorist was frightened when he stared at Calix. As if he saw a ghost.

"I- impossible!!"

He roared, spitting his blood. He was perplexed how a handgun could kill them even though they were wearing battle suits. The handgun should crack because of the firepower it released, yet the desert eagle looked fine at all. 

"Hm? Do you know me?"

Calix asked as he approached him. The terrorist was stricken and he did his best to escape but it was futile, crawling won't take him anywhere. 

"Y- you should be dead!!'

He roared, his face was already pale because he lost a great amount of blood. 

"I see, so you're one of the guys who put me in the tank."

Calix confirmed it based on the frightened expression that the terrorist had. 

"Well, I'm sorry to say but I didn't die. I guess I'm Lucky."

He chuckled, but the terrorist couldn't hear him because he already lost his sense of hearing. 

"To be honest, I don't know if I died because I didn't feel anything. Heck, I'm sleeping peacefully in the water. Hehe, maybe I have the blood of mermaids in my veins. Wat da fak, right?."

Perhaps he could breathe underwater? Calix was not sure. But the fact that he didn't die even though he was put in a tank for two days was true. Drowning should be painful but he felt nothing at all. So he was not confident if he indeed died. Heck, he thought that he was just sleeping. 

"…"

"Hm, ah, you're already dead? What a waste, I want to ask where Leon is. Never mind, I have my ways."

The terrorist lost his life. His expression was filled with pain and terror.