《St Chaos Healer》Ch 35 - The Manager
Advertisement
As soon as the glass marble shattered there was a tiny spark of light.
Which only appeared for like a second and disappeared.
Lightning maniac dropped his shoulders,
“You really had to use the call orb for this. So what if that brat belonged to a high-class society, I am nobility. You don’t think you can punish me for that, do you?”
The disciplinary guy let out a sigh,
“Well, I shall let the wagon manager handle this matter. I already contacted that brat’s wagon manager and he’ll appear soon enough.”
“Darn it!” scowled lightning maniac as he laid on the floor with the restraining chains.
“I hope Uncle William shows up. Only he is able to understand me, the rest of the wagon managers are just stuck up old farts.”
This dude literally had no remorse whatsoever.
Whoever comes from using that orb, I sure hope to give this freak a bit of a lesson.
I should just get moving, I don’t wanna drag myself in whatever happens next. I don’t think anything good will come out of this anyway. I should make my escape.
So I just turned around and started walking away.
But before I could take another step,
“Hey kid, where do you think you are going?” asked the disciplinary guy.
Goddammit.
I turned around and smiled innocently,
“I’m heading back to my room. I am not feeling so good, so I thought I should go get rest-”
“Stay right there. The wagon manager is on the way and you are a potential witness that could convey what happened here. The rest of your friends are still in a state of trauma and won’t be much help. You are the only one who is calm despite what you have gone through which is kinda weird but that is none of my business.”
I stayed quiet and just waited there as instructed.
Meanwhile, the disciplinary guy took out a vile of magic potion and poured it into James’s mouth. He then took out a bunch of herbs and started grinding them together in a bowl. Recreating a thick green paste which he then applied to the amputated stump of his arms.
“Hey! Is it me or does this corridor smell like piss? Can’t I move to a different location” asked the tied-up maniac laying on the floor.
The disciplinary guy didn’t answer and stayed quiet.
Now that he mentioned the air smells so bad because a bunch of brats soiled their pants.
I almost forgot all about them, it really does stink here.
I just hope we get over this soon and the wagon manager is kind enough to overlook what happened.
I am still worried about how my parents will react once they come to know what happened here. I am sure they will just go ahead and pick a fight with the entire ceremony organizers of the railway department.
Shit, I shouldn’t have agreed to follow James and his lackeys.
After waiting for a few minutes a figure appeared rushing towards the sight.
He was a man with graying hair with a beard running towards us in a hurry.
Is that the wagon manager?
Although he looked quite different from the wagon manager that was assigned to our wagon.
Advertisement
The old man then reached the spot and first he saw the maniac Rayzer in chains.
Meanwhile, even Rayzer eyes widened,
“Uncle William! Thank god that you are here. Could you please instruct this disciplinary dog to get rid of these chains?”
The wagon manager happened to be William who I presume was quite close to this maniac.
Uncle William quickly looked around to see the wounded James, the destroyed corridor, and other candidates traumatized. His brows frowned as if he could tell what happened here.
With a sigh,
“Rayzer, I had told you to refrain from giving me trouble. For once in your life, couldn’t have you controlled your outburst.”
William averted his gaze,
“I did my best to behave until a peasant tried touching me with his nasty hands.”
Uncle William’s face looked pale,
“If you weren’t my brother’s son, I would have let you rot in a jail cellar for the rest of your life. Didn’t I specifically tell you not to be violent with the other candidates? You even promised me that you will behave so I recommended you as a trainee to use the time chamber. But now look what mess you have created.”
What the fuck is going on here.
The savior used the call orb to recall a wagon manager, and I thought for sure the maniac would be getting the beating of the lifetime for his actions.
But here the manager is very close to this maniac and instead of reprimanding him, he was giving him a pep talk instead.
It’s not like he broke a precious vase at home that you are giving him an earful.
That maniac has severed the arms of a candidate and the rest of us were almost about to be killed alongside him. What I expected was a whooping ass and make this maniac feel a little remorseful through some punishment.
“One day I will surely lose my job trying to save your skin. Only this one time will I help you out, only this once, okay?” said Uncle William.
“Thanks, Uncle William, you are the best!” thanked the lightning maniac.
“Stop sweet-talking with me. You know how hard it is to clean up your mess.” He then turned to the disciplinary guy, “Good work stopping my idiot nephew. Now remove those chains, I don’t want him to get cramps at such young age.”
Is that it?
He is clear of all his crimes just like that.
Out of all wagon managers, this disciplinary guy had to call out the manager which is related to this maniac. Is that dumb luck or did he do that purposely?
But to our surprise, the disciplinary guy didn’t move an inch.
The old fart William was a bit surprised,
“I said to free my nephew from the chains. Now get on with it at once.”
The disciplinary guy lowered his head,
“I am sorry but I am not allowed to do that.”
Hearing that old fart William frowned.
“What do you mean you can’t do that! My uncle ordered you to do so, and you must obey.” interrupted the maniac.
“Sir, your nephew, Rayzer Maverick attacked a candidate belonging to the gold class passenger. That candidate is on the verge of dying. Not only that, your nephew was about to kill the rest of his friends, if I hadn’t stopped in time.” replied the disciplinary guy.
Advertisement
Hearing that old fart William glared at Rayzer,
“Out of all people, you had to target that kid who belonged to the golden ticket holders. Inviting you was really a poor decision on my behalf. This will surely give that elite society committee another reason to spark trouble with us. What have you done Rayzer.”
Rayzer lowered his head,
“Geez. I screwed up, I get it. Please let go this one time, come on uncle. Please.”
“If you weren’t my nephew I would have never helped you out.”
“I am sorry. This will be the last time, I swear!”
“Geez. What will I do.” Uncle William let out a sigh and then looked at the disciplinary guy,
“Let him go. What’s done is done. No point in punishing the poor lad now.”
The heck is wrong with that old fart.
His nephew just killed a boy and was about to murder more such people along with him. And he says no point in punishing this man. For fuck sake, this guy should be tortured and get him to a mental hospital as soon as possible.
Not to mention they openly mention that the gold class ticket holders are treated much nicely. They don’t even try to hide that fact. The old fart was hoping one of us lowly peasant candidates should have taken the place of James. They would have an easy time then.
The disciplinary guy was kinda cool enough to help us out and even stand up for that maniac’s sin. I guess nothing can be done if that old fart William wants to free that maniac.
There is little to no concern about the well-being of the local people aboard this train.
Are all nobles such heartless and selfish bastards like these two?
But to our surprise, the disciplinary guy stood still and motionless.
He didn’t intend to free the maniac for some reason.
William brows narrowed,
“I said to free him this instant of these chains.”
The disciplinary guy lowered his head,
“Sorry Sir, but I can’t do that. Your son violated the 8th, 13th, and 42nd rules of conduct of a rail guard. He’s liable to the destruction of the ceremony train’s property, attempt to murder the young candidates as well as beating a candidate of the gold ticket holder to the brink of death. According to the clauses of the ceremony train rule book, your nephew could be seriously punished-”
“You! How dare you disobey your superior officer.” All of a sudden William got angry.
His eyes started glowing and his hair started glowing.
Don’t tell me there’s a brawl about to break between an old fart and ninja disciplinary dude.
The disciplinary guy shrugged his shoulder,
“Sorry but I am just a lowly disciplinary officer and I just follow the rules-”
“What I say is the rules, do you get it?” shouted William angrily.
Even his sound boomed in the corridor like beating drums.
The disciplinary guy needs to chain down this old fart along with his nephew.
Sadly he could only grit his teeth and lower his head.
“How dare you disobey! Uncle, you should give a thrashing and straighten up the disciplinary dogs. They have forgotten their place.” said Rayzer.
Uncle William stepped forward approaching the disciplinary guy,
“I guess you won’t obey me.”
For some reason, the disciplinary guy just lowered his head.
Fuck! Go whoop that old fart’s ass. He ain’t shit in front of your ninja skills.
I was cheering for that disciplinary guy for some reason.
William’s arm shined for some reason but unlike William who had electricity, he gave off a different power. For some reason, the disciplinary guy didn’t even resist! Why!
Just when William was about to touch him with his glowing arm, the ceiling of the roof suddenly started shifting.
What?
The ceiling shuffled like a bunch of Jenga puzzles that came unwinding.
Even old fart William who was acting high and mighty saw this was shocked.
In the next second the entire ceiling started collapsing upwards and a hole started forming in the center.
William frowned and glanced at the disciplinary guy with anger,
“You little…!”
“Please forgive me.” replied the disciplinary guy while scratching his head.
Before I could think what was going on, a voice suddenly echoed.
“I never knew managers now were in charge of making rules aboard my train. Could you please elaborate what you mean by that, Mr. William Beringe Maverick?”
All of a sudden the disciplinary guy got on his knees, the old fart William also followed suit.
“You surely jest, my lady. What do you mean by that, we would never do such a thing. Hehe.” said William as the sweats bucket loads from his brows.
He really changed back to his usual self.
No more glowing eyes or arms.
All of a sudden a beautiful blonde woman descended from that hole. Unlike the rest of the guards wearing black, she wore a white frock coat and in her hand, she held a scepter with a golden jewel at the end.
As soon as she landed on the floor, the hole in the ceiling started disappearing, and the ceiling started rebuilding in the same way as before. It only took a few seconds to get the ceiling fixed.
William laughed,
“Greetings my lady. We are blessed to be in your presence but why did you bother yourself to come here. Here’s just a minor accident that can be fixed with my-”
“Now you have the audacity to tell me what to do, what not to do on my own train, William? So when were you promoted to order me around, huh?” glared at the lady coldly.
William just gulped his own saliva,
“I-I don’t mean like that my lady!”
He lowered his head and glared at the disciplinary guy who was dodging his stares.
What the heck is going on?
Is this lady the final boss of this train or something?
I have no fucking clue what’s going on at this point.
Advertisement
- In Serial33 Chapters
Loremaster: A Progression Dark Fantasy
Serena had died a Celestial. One of the few who were meant to rule over the vast multiverse. Yet she was inexplicably reborn. Carrying the knowledge of her past life, she seeks to do what her kind does best... rule. Yet, the multiverse isn't what it once was. Mortals aspire to become what the celestials once were, through levels or classes or cultivation. New things that didn't and shouldn't exist. And these mortals are only the beginning of what stands in her way. [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge] Warning: There will be times that morally suspect themes happen. While I have little to no intention of showing them (especially during a Writathon) things like abuse of all kinds (neglect, emotional, mental, spiritual, physical and sexual) can or be implied to have happened. These are played to the horrors such things are, and are treated with the seriousness and aftereffects it would cause. Progression + Cultivation + GameLit + Multiverse + Slow Build + Slow Burn + Worldbuilding + Grimbright + Multiple POVs = Insanity for all. This the first time I am seriously writing an original story. I will be Writing each book in Parts/Arcs (3-6) with mini arcs (3-6 in each arc). Each Mini-arc is 5-14 or so chapters. I like progression stories and I've always wanted to try and write one like a few of the web novels that inspired me. The Game Lit aspects will be more in the background, with focus on other details like dungeons, monsters, loot, morality, and so on. There will be focus on various kinds of progression. Updates 3-5 days a week (Usually weekdays). Chapters will be roughly 1000-2500 words and alternate wildly.
8 115 - In Serial12 Chapters
Knowledge and Power
A lot of "Reborn/summoned into another World" stories already exist. And this is just another one of those. A renowned scientist died and is reborn in another world. While still living within our world he craved for knowledge but therefore was alone. He had no actual experience in actual relationships or anything else like that. And thus he gets another chance in another world. Most of his memories are still there and in this medieval world filled with adventures and magic he uses his knowledge to build machinery and develope new technology, while trying to socialize. He even tries to learn magic and invent revolutionary machinaries that are able to simplify everyones work and bring prosperity to the people. Even though he has a magical aptitude there is a problem with him, which makes this seemingly impossible. Absorbed in his work will he be able to change and socialize, or will it all be for naught and he falls back into his old habit. This story is something like his diary and without going too far into detail, experience it for yourself.
8 163 - In Serial30 Chapters
D-INJECT Second Birthday
Heaven's memory of the past three years has come to a close. The supernatural battles in Evo City have become few and far between. The Demons have resigned themselves to peace for the time being. But the silent peace of the last three years is torn apart when Nina launches a devastating attack that sets the eyes of the world upon Evo City. Now countless new enemies take their positions on the board, and in the midst of the coming battle, Heaven faces a truth that destroys him. He is left lost at a fork in the road. He can either fade away with the dying city, or change himself entirely. life.
8 192 - In Serial7 Chapters
The Diamond Of Eve
A Teenage boy who has grown up with a childhood bully living the normal and dull school life suddenly falls into a distorted space, with this new world he will have to face new challenges as he learns more about the dreadful and dog eat dog world alongside the bully. Note: This is a draft story and just me testing and improving my skills as a writer, I don't often post and I don't expect this story to be any better than your common piece of a shit story someone abandons because he has no time whatsoever so please be advised. I have 1 other story on the road, I won't even mention the name but if you find it congrats lol.. anyways enjoy. Ah and lastly, I wanted to add tragedy because something does happen but I only had room for romance, don't expect it to be all lovey-dovey.
8 91 - In Serial185 Chapters
A loose thread
The goddess picked him up. He tried to struggle free, but her grip only tightened. Eventually her thumb caught his head, pulling it backwards. He stared helplessly as she brought her free hand closer, revealing a small vial in her massive hand. She pressed it to his lips, and he felt the contents flow into him. He tried not to drink it, but his body would not listen. Despite his revulsion, his body ignored him by drinking deeply. "Drink and forget. I will give you everything you ever wanted. A loving family. A comfortable home. And then, " Her grip tightened, and forcing the air out his lungs. He coughed up the strange liquid and caused more to spill. “And then, you will pay for your defiance. On your twentieth birthday you will remember.” She pulled the vial away and turned him to look at her. “You will remember, just as everything you love is taken from you, right before your eyes…” Her voice trailed off and his world went dark. .... The above leads right into the story. The first chapter is a bit rough as the MC (a child at the time), hurts himself rather badly. I will try to include similar warnings on chapters as the story goes on, but I want to be up front that I may miss or forget things. Many of the tags are included so I can have flexibility writing the story. I am posting this largely to hold myself accountable to keep writing. Chapters will be short, but I am planning to post weekly. This is the first thing I have written (you've been warned). I am enjoying the story and I hope you will too. Please feel free to let me know what you think of the story as it progresses.
8 191 - In Serial26 Chapters
The Mystery Fighter II
With her deadly secret out in the open, Cassie must fight even harder to protect not only her sister but her own heart. *****Cassie has never been in a tighter spot. In an unexpectedly grim fight, Julian, her annoying yet charming tutee, uncovers her deadly secret! With the threat of homelessness pressing down on her, she has no choice but to move in with him to keep her and her sister safe. But when the past continues to catch up with her, rival gangs ramp up their challenges, out for her head. And as Julian's family's dark past comes to haunt Cassie, a mysterious stranger's return could challenge everything she has built to protect.*Sequel to The Mystery Fighter*Content and/or trigger warning: scenes depicting violence[[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]
8 86

