Chapter 2: Chapter <> 2: New World & First Battle
A flaming star shot down from the skies, smashing into the waters with a huge splash.
He was drowning now. All of a sudden Samael felt how his lungs were filled with water. The icy cold water immediately left him clear-minded, and a salty taste attacked his senses. Shocked, he desperately flailed for a way out, even though he couldn't figure out his surroundings at all.
Keeping on with conga of unexpected events, he felt two strong hands pulling him, grabbing him by the wrists.
" Oh, look what we've fished out."
" Hey man, you okay?"
Samael groggily mumbled amidst coughs. Barely able to figure out his surroundings, he craned his head and tried to find the owner of the voice. At which point he snapped from his stupor and jumped from the floor, almost crashing against the bulk of the stranger.
The man was a massive blob of fat, his massive bulk almost threatening to break down the seams of the black and red army-like uniform, especially the area around the leather holster that cut diagonally through his chest, separating the lard into a mound per side, and the area surrounding an iron medal in the shape of a cross. What shocked Samael was the face.
Better said, the fact he couldn't see it behind the gray gasmask. Covering everything, hiding the mouth behind a single rebreather, the eyes stared at Samael behind those thick green goggles.
Calming down and seeing an everlasting dark purple luster on the horizon, Samael's lips quirked up in a broadening smile," I'm okay." He spoke, using the same language as them. His gentle voice seemed to hold some strange ability that caused all the odd armored men to relax.
" I am a traveler who got into trouble at sea, which resulted in me sustaining grievous injuries. I had to be in this state temporarily to heal up…"
As he spoke, he got up from his previous position, where he'd been put down.
Watching him get up and stand on nothing, the stronger armored man's pupils shrank. Arising from Samael's hands is a black mist that made everyone who saw It shiver In the utmost fear.
" A Magus!" The man yelled out involuntarily, his eyes now holding a trace of reverence towards Samael. However, he wasn't all that surprised either. From what he had done, it was evident that he was no ordinary person.
" Sorry, we snatched you up like that, My Lord!" This was the reason Samael showed his strength. If this was just him alone without any power, he would be robbed and then thrown to the bottom of the sea.
Just the luxurious material of his clothing could be the cause of his death.
The moment he showed his mysterious strength, the treatment he got immediately changed, especially since he's a Magus.
" No problem, you couldn't have known." Waving his hand carefreely, Samael spoke clearly using the new information these people have gave him.
" What can we do for you, My Lord?"
" Boooossss!" Rather than letting him answer, a deep harsh male voice yelled out.
In came another two more persons: another morbidly obesse masked man. This one wore a gray uniform, had two breathers and had what looked like an american soldier's helmet, with the star and whatnot. Next was a pale woman, clad in the same style of uniform but clad in a longcoat, light purple eyes hidden behind glasses and head covered with a peaked cap, flowing down her back is a long black hair past her butt.
" Enemies! We have a legion of Merfolk Inbound!" The other obesse masked man yelled out, making the one In front of Samael's eyes widen.
" Motherfuckers, what the hell are they playing at?" The man in charge groaned as he took a knife from his belt and looked at Samael," My-"
" I'll help. As a member of the human race, who wouldn't?" Samael said, playing the nice and friendly Magus.
" Aye!" With a newly found battle spirit, the overly-fat man charged to the front. He is then followed by a group of men In armor and the women from earlier.
"..." Not saying anything else, Samael took off to the highest floor.
*Shoosh!*
When he got up there, his purple eyes flashed. Rushing at the big boat he is on, are groups of groups of blue Mermen and Mermaids. Most wear blue armored clothing, while others wear sliver knight-like armor.
" Kill the humans!" Somehow, someway, Samael understands them.
" I can't let you do that." Using their language, he spoke out, as a golden aura started appearing off his hands.
" Huh!?"
" A Magus!"
" The humans brought a Magus!"
Understanding how powerful a Magus is, they splashed and retreated.
" Oh no, you don't~"-' Ruler's Authority.'
Flicking his finger, all the would-be Enemies of this boat's necks snapped.
*Crack!*
With their necks snapped the Merfolk began floating around the blue water, surrounding the human boat In blue bodies, with rolled back white eyes.
' Holy Fuck! He killed them all!' A random armored man yelled In shock.
' So this is why Mages are so powerful and feared... Interesting.' The woman thought to herself, glancing at Samael standing on the top deck.
" Hahaha! That'll show them who's Boss!" The Leader boomed out In courageous laughter.
" Divers!" Calling out, men In slender tight black and red clothing ran to their Boss.
" Sir!"
" You know what to do." Still happy at their easy victory, he smiled at them.
" Sir!-Yes!-Sir!" Putting their hands over their hearts, they jumped Into the freezing cold water.
A few minutes later, Samael saw then throw the dead bodies In a fishing net.
Then till sundown, the 'Divers' picked up the dead bodies surrounding them and placed them In more nets.
' Huh...' Curious. Samael is curious. He wonders what this World has to offer him.
" Lord Magus!"
" Hm?" Looking over, he found the Leader bowing to him.
" Yes?"
" Please lend your magic to the Alizée Trading Company." Before Samael could answer, he continued talking," Of course, we could pay you In whatever is a good amount to you, My Lord."
" I will lend you my Magic. A for the pay? I will give you an answer In due time."
" Aye, My Lord! The Alizée Trading Company is In your debt." Bowing once more, he walked away.
' My debt? Now that is something you don't want to be In.' Sitting on a cushioned wooden chair, Samael's eyes flashed seeing the dead bodies of the Merfolk.
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