Led by so cops, Leon was dropped at the center of a huge building that looked almost similar to the White House.
After a few security checks, he was led inside by guards to et his escort.
"Hello, nice to et you, Leon. I am the Vice President Of the Federation of the Council, Gen Voloski."
Leon blinked his eyes multiple tis before taking the hand.
"Are you surprised?"
"Can't I? After all, I didn't expect to be greeted by the Vice-President at the start. What a grand welco?"
Leon chuckled while staring at the floating string of words.
Na:Gen Voloski.
Age: 54
Realm:Martial Saint[Martial Sovereign]
Leon's eyes glowed seeing the new word Martial Sovereign.
'What is this? A realm beyond Martial Saint.'
'Interesting!'
With a gleeful smile, Leon stared at the guy.
They exchanged a few pleasantries.
Leon felt the guy's goodwill toward him. At least, he didn't look like a power-hungry fool but his eyes looked tired indicating that he wanted to get out of this shit.
"Sir Gen, anything you want or any advice you have for ."
"You are quite sharp!"Gen smiled and escorted Leon to the inner block.
"You see Leon. Our President has a favorable impression of you. So, I hope you can hold off a bit and not be this blunt while answering the question thrown at you."
"OHH!" Leon raised his brows sensing goodwill.
'Shouldn't you all be angry that I killed your dogs and goons? By plot shouldn't the protagonist have grievances against the whole Federation and beco a wanted man then after gaining power throw out the entire Federation to the dust?'
"I am going to be dealt with severely and you are asking to hold back."
"Haha! Don't worry, you won't be getting harsh punishnt after showing your power."
"All mbers had already taken their seats. Let's go and please hold back."
"I will."
That's what he said but as the door opened, Leon caught the sight of hundreds of murderous gazes locked onto him emitting a grim pressure.
It wasn't enough to kill him but it was enough to make one freeze in place like a statue.
'Thank god, I have taken the serum and modified my feeble heart prior.'
Seeing those gazes and aura, the smile on Leon's lips threatened to open wide.
"Sir Gen!"
"Yes!"
"I don't think I can hold back."
"Y...Yes?"Gen's eyes widened and he almost cursed aloud.
...
As the door of the Council chamber swung open, a tangible tension filled the air.
"Kekeke!"
"It seems all of you are forgetting who I am and what I did a few weeks ago."
"So tell ..."
"Do you want to personally show you the experience of hell?"
Leon stepped forward unperturbed. His gaze was unwavering despite the hundreds of murderous stares fixed upon him. Suddenly, darkness began to swirl around him, emanating from his very being.
The shadows behind Leon seed to co alive, twisting and writhing as if with a mind of their own. From the depths of the darkness, thousands of eyes appeared, glowing with an ominous light. The sheer intensity of the gaze emanating from those eyes sent shivers down the spines of all who beheld them.
The mbers of the Council who were once composed and confident, now found themselves frozen in place, their expressions a mix of fear and disbelief. Even Vice President Gen Voloski, who had been guiding Leon, took a step back, his eyes wide with shock.
The sinister eyes lurking in his shadows stared straight into their soul as if saying if you stare at the abyss, the abyss stares back at you.
The old geezers who have countless years of appearances almost lose their composure for a mont.
Taking a confident strike forward, Leon greeted everyone.
"Hello everyone! It's nice to et you all. You might already know from my famous deed but let introduce myself."
"I am Leon!"
A deadly silence followed for a mont.
"Ahem!"
Aaron coughed to draw everyone's attention and asked Leon to take his seat.
Leon searched for his seat and as he walked to his place, he rolled his eyes to glance at everyone in the hall.
'There is no familiar figure. I wish Argent or that man Herman who caught Seraphina was here alas…'
As Leon took his seat, the mber's eyes t one another. They decided to change their strategy.
Since direct suppression wasn't working, they decided to go in a roundabout civilized manner.
"So, let's begin the agenda."
"Mr.President before we begin, please give us a few monts."
"We need to first pass judgnt for Leon."
"Yes.."
"Yes."
The voice rose in favor of Leon seeing Aaron sigh.
"Please raise your hand in support of this eting...."Aaron froze as he saw almost everyone.
Leon sat there with a blank expression folding his hands while enjoying the drama unfolded.
'This guy isn't simple.'
Everyone in the room was Martial Emperor but...
Na:Aaron Walton
Age:43[????]
Realm:????
The President was shrouded in mystery. However, he isn't the only one.
The henchn standing behind them were all in the Martial Sovereign realm.
Till now, Leon had found two humans who gave him a different feeling.
He wasn't talking about God but rather about humans.
One was his grandma and the second was this guy.
At that ti Aaron turned his eyes towards Leon.
Leon's whole body tingles for a mont and drops of sweat trickle down from his body.
All his senses scread that this guy could kill him in the blink of an eye just like his grandma.
'Why are powerful people popping out of nowhere and how high is their power that I can't even glimpse their realm?'
"Leon?"
Leon turned his gaze toward a wrinkled-faced man who folded his finger and asked with a sinister smile.
"Leon, Federation exists to avert the negative effect of Cultivation on normal society. We maintain law and order so that the common people remain unaffected by cultivators like us."
"And what you did disregard entire humanity and ethics. People like you don't treat others as humans can't be left alone."
"We need to set an example by implenting suitable punishnt so that the world doesn't think that just because we are cultivators we can do everything we want."
TAP!
"Fine speech...."
"Hmm!"
The mber tapped on their desk as if to extend their support.
The air beca suffocated due to tension.
Ignoring this Leon bent forward and spoke before the mike.
And his speech was contrary to what everyone expected.
"Hello Sir, may I know your na."
"I am Herald Jackson."
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