Rise of the Eromancer

Chapter 180 Everyone Is Thriving In Chaos

[I knew this fucking dregger was up to something!]

[lol. Where are the rizz supporters now?]

[Sure. Take responsibility for the crime and then get yourself caught immediately? Just how stupid are you Amerkans?]

[Stupid? We have the greatest army in the entire world and Underworld.]

[I agree with you being the greatest army in the Underworld because no one else fucking has military there. Oh? There's adamantine? Guess you'll be needing freedom.]

[Make Amerka Great Again! Just throw Rhys to the Underworld where he and his kind belongs!]

Once again, one man was turning the entire world upside down. If Rhys wasn't known to the entire world yet, he is now, as almost everyone who could talk about him was talking about him. One news dies down, and another even more controversial takes its place.

Rhys had consumed everyone's mind so much so that some of them were thinking that… a higher power was making sure that Rhys would always stay in the limelight.

But of course, the only thing closest to the higher power they were talking about now was the media and reporters, who were making sure they would milk everything they could from Rhys, perhaps even literally as they were absolutely not giving him any space at all.

"Stand back! I said, stand back! You are interrupting a police operation, do you lot hear me!? We can have you arrested!"

"Zeus, Bill. Where did these hounds even come from!? How did they know we were here!?"

The force who were tasked to make sure Rhys and his female companions were not going anywhere was currently escorting them inside a secured building.

But unfortunately for them, microphones and cameras suddenly surrounded them before they could even take 3 steps away from their vehicle; their path, completely blocked by all the hungry reporters wanting a piece of Rhys — and they did not even seem to care that the police were already violently pushing them away.

One gets thrown, and two take its place like a hydra.

"Rhys, why did you do it!? Why did you kill all of those people!?"

"Do you have anything to say, Rhys!? Were you making a statement!?"

"Was this revenge!? We've heard that you and the Secretary do not see eye-to-eye in these matters!"

The soldiers couldn't contain the reporters at all, with some even being able to tug on Rhys's clothes as they pulled and forced him to answer their queries.

"Rhys is innocent! He didn't do anything!" Katarina screamed, but her screams were drowned by all the questions and voices of the reporters. Maria did not seem to care, as she just stood behind Rhys with a smile on her face.

"Hey!" Ayesha, who was just quietly hiding her face as she did not really want that much attention to herself, shattered the cuffs binding her as she moved in front of Rhys, "I swear if you do that again I will let that pig gobble up on your balls while you eat that man's ass."

"Get back, stand down! Get back, Commander! We are warning you."

"With what?" Ayesha glared at the soldiers as they surrounded her, pointing their extremely high-caliber bullets and elemental attacks at her, even knowing they could do absolutely no damage against Ayesha.

"Ayesha, it's fine…" Rhys placed his forehead on Ayesha's back as his hand was tied to his waist, gesturing to her to calm down before turning to look at the reporters, "...I'll only answer one question and one question only. And in return, I ask that all of you not make these men's jobs harder than it already is."

"Lowborn! You're not allowed to—"

"Listen, Captain Leary." The captain of the force stood in front of Rhys, but Rhys no longer lowered his head and stood up straight as he looked the captain straight in the eyes, "The only reason I have been this cooperative is that I am following and abiding the law because right now it's the right thing to do. You outrank me, so I follow your orders.

And now, I'm helping you de-escalate the situation…

…don't waste that."

"You—" Captain Leary almost growled at Rhys for literally looking down on him, but as he saw Ayesha stepping closer and standing behind Rhys, he just let out a scoff and moved aside, "Make it quick."

And as soon as the captain stepped away, the reporters no longer tried forcing themselves in as they just focused on pointing their microphones at Rhys and letting out their questions without pause.

Rhys, however, was only looking at one of them.

"Mr. Rhys Wilder, who do you think could have really done this!?" It was a reporter Rhys had the pleasure of encountering personally before — the one who infiltrated the first-ever recruitment of Wilder's Harem, Karl Harper.

"It… doesn't matter who," and as Rhys finally spoke to them, the reporters all turned quiet to make sure their mics were hearing all of his words, "Ever since I've heard of this brutal and devastating news…

…all I've heard are people, civilians and those with power alike, trying to point the blame to someone. The fact is, instead of focusing on who did it, focus on the victims. Focus on the lives that were lost, focus on their families. They are the ones who need attention right now, not me. Not the horrible person who did this. Focus on them, the… gods know they could need it."

"Are you saying you are not involved in this!?"

"I'm done asking questions," Rhys nodded at the reporters, "Now please, let these people do their job. And—"

"Collaborators! Fucking dreggers!"

"H… help!"

Rhys was about to follow Captain Leary away, but before they could do so, screams of anguish suddenly thundered in the air; causing the reporters who were busy hounding Rhys to quickly turn their cameras around to the noise.

And there, dozens of Lowborn members of Wilder's Harem were currently being escorted and protected by the military as they marched to the building… with a violent mob on their tail.

"What the—why did you bring them here!? And who let those fucks even get near!? This doesn't make any fucking sense!"

"But sir…" Leary's second-in-command approached him, "...You ordered them to bring all of them in."

"Yes, but not bring them here… and exposed like that in the streets like it's some death march!? What were you thinking!?" Captain Leary could not help but raise his voice in frustration.

"But sir… you did. You ordered our men to bring them here. 'Parade them for everyone to see'."

"What…? I didn't order—"

"Die!"

And before Captain Leary could even finish his words, one of the crowd let out a powerful fireball and threw it straight toward the members of the Wilder's Harem; the fire, quickly spreading.

"H… help!" Several members of the Wilder's Harem rolled on the ground as one of the soldiers tried putting the fire out with water. But alas, as they were busy doing that, the angry mob took this chance to charge toward the members of the Wilder's Harem and started hitting them violently and without mercy.

"What the fuck is happening!?" Captain Leary roared before ordering his men to follow him.

"Ayesha. Don't interfere, no matter what."

"What are you—"

"Wilder!"

And all of a sudden, before Captain Leary and his other men could provide backup, Rhys suddenly leaped through the air over the reporters, causing them to all back up and even fall hard. Rhys, however, did not care at all as he rushed toward the chaos.

And as soon as he arrived there, the angry mob could not help but just stop whatever it was they were doing; taking in nervous gulps all at the same time as they truly did not expect Rhys to just suddenly appear right in front of him.

"Why… why does this fucking dregger look bigger in person?"

The one closest to Rhys could not help but back away as he saw Rhys towering over him. But as soon as he saw Rhys's hand being tied to his waist, he quickly turned to look at his other compatriots and nodded to them.

They then very slowly surrounded Rhys as the rest of them made sure to make the military busy.

"Die, you fucking dregger!" And with those words, they all rushed toward Rhys…

…and Rhys did not dodge at all.

In fact, he did not do anything at all. He just let the angry mob hit him… he let them strike him on the face, strike him on the legs causing him to drop to his knees… and then eventually to the ground as they did not stop hitting him at all.

"What… Rhys!" Katarina was about to rush to help Rhys, but Ayesha stopped her, "What are you doing!?"

"He said not to interfere, no matter what," Ayesha whispered.

"Ayesha, you—" Katarina gritted her teeth as she looked Ayesha in the face, only to see blood escaping from her mouth as she seemed to have bitten her tongue; her eyebrows trembling in anger as she watched Rhys get beaten to the ground.

"He said not to interfere…" Ayesha sucked in a breath, "...No matter what."

"But—Maria," Katarina turned to look at Maria, only to see her with a wide… and almost perverted smile on her face.

"You should know by now, K…" Maria did not even glance at Katarina as she just continued to watch Rhys be beaten, "Rhys Wilder…

…loves the attention."

And as the women were experiencing all sorts of emotions, Rhys was completely devoid of one; his eyes, just focusing on Karl Harper…

…and making sure his camera was getting every bit of the view.