The Fate Of The World Is In My Hands, But All I Want To Do Is Eat! Chapter 113: Alice was pissed

"L-Leo, I... I can see you." Alice said, her voice filled with sudden excitent but it died down as the image she thought she saw faded. "I can..." He was gone in the next mont. "I thought I was. What did you do?"

Leo laughed. Was that why she was so pumped up?

*Ah, if you saw then it ans my materialization is near.* He said. *Don’t get so pumped up, dummy. It’s not like I’m going anywhere. Let’s take our ti.*

Her heart raced and she looked down at the chick. Yeah, he was right. But that mont that she thought she saw him, having a physical form and staring at what looked like a tablet in his hand while smiling, it felt so... Magical? Was that the word?

She didn’t know but there was a sense of excitent and happiness that filled her when she saw him. He was surrounded by a blue light, and the tablet in his hand...

Wait, was that her system?

*Stop thinking random thoughts and let’s get out of here. The air around here is like poison.* He said and she nodded.

"Ah, yes. Let’s get out. You can tell about the rewards later." She started walking towards the gate. "Hm, doesn’t this place have a reward room?"

*No, it doesn’t. It’s just the reward for killing the boss.* He said and she nodded.

She walked towards the gate with the grifflet in one arm while the other was tucked in her jacket pocket.

She smiled, wondering how Mark and Devon would react to seeing her carrying a grifflet. A baby monster, haha.

Would they flip? Mark would definitely lecture her about safety. Devon may not have that much of a reaction but she could imagine him staring at the grifflet and wondering what to do with it.

But the mont she stepped out, those thoughts flew out of her head as she was t by different caras flashing their lights at her and mics being shoved at her face.

"What the fuck?!"

The reporters were relentless in shoving their mics at her face and were asking different questions like who she was and what were her plans for the future. Things like that and it got her pissed.

Her face contorted and she frowned.

And then one of them spotted the grifflet in her hand.

"Is that a baby monster? Do you plan to hand it to the agency for research purposes?"

Others followed in this topic.

"Do you plan to use this as a ans to find out the weak points of these monsters?"

"Can we get a word from you? What are your plans for the future? Are you a mber of any of the top guilds or do you plan to create your own?"

"Do you plan to go into more red gates in the future and clear the world of its threat of monsters?"

"What are-?"

"Hey!" Alice called with an extrely pissed tone. She looked at them with a deadly glare and asked, "Do you want a piece of ? If no, then knock it off or I’mma destroy your faces."

Her words sent chills down their spine and they got scared. Why was she so cold? So rude and so... Dangerous?

Her aura seeped out due to her anger and it made them freeze up. It was terrifying. So terrifying that they were getting suffocated just from standing next to her. What was she planning to do?

Alice was pissed. Who were these idiots that were interrogating her without permission? And what did they say about her grifflet? She would give it to the agency for research purposes? Over her dead body.

She turned her head to search for Mark and Devon.

Where were they? She looked up to find other reporters surrounding them, trying to get a word about what happened from them and what the repercussions would be, as well as inquiring if Alice was a mber of their guild.

They were being polite by not rejecting the reporters, but she could tell they were overwheld by the questions that just kept pouring out.

Wait, didn’t they know Devon was an S-class awakened? Where was the respect he should be shown?

These reporters were so brazen.

They only cared about the scoop they wanted to cover, and didn’t care that there were countless injured awakeneds, waiting for treatnt from the agency that was running late, as usual.

"What the? They’re in the sa situation as ." She said and shook her head. They could deal with it, however.

She got what she wanted, so it was ti to leave, but one of the reporters caught her arm, quite bold of them, and asked,

"Do you plan to silence us with your incredible power?" She looked down at him and frowned. "You plan to keep a monster that could one day cause chaos. Are you thinking about the good of humanity, or do you want to destroy it like these monsters?"

What in the hell was this lunatic saying?

But strangely enough, the other reporters started wondering the sa thing. She could be as powerful, no, even more powerful than the monsters that attacked, so she could also be a threat to humans, right?

Alice’s face contorted, glaring at the man who had spewed these nonsensical words.

He was practically shaking in his boots, yet he dared to say sothing like that to her.

"Ah, look at this punk." She shoved her hand out of his hold, pushing him back with the force that made him fly back and he fell on his butt. "Do I need a reason to do what I do?" Alice asked. "Do I look like I give a fuck about what either of you have to say about ? You want to call a monster, isn’t that right? Well, go ahead. I know you’re just looking for a new phantom to transfer your fears and insecurities to, but nah-ah, you turned to the wrong girl. I don’t care whatever image you’d like to paint . A hero, a monster, a demon, or even the gods themselves, haha, I don’t care." She was pissed, her eyes glowing dangerously. "But what I do care about is that you’d go out of your way to force words into my mouth. It grosses out,"

The man on the ground shivered in fear, cold sweat dripping down and soaking his shirt. He was the recipient of her anger, and her glare was directed at him. He even peed his pants and Alice clicked her tongue.

He was such a wimp. Where did he get the balls to provoke her?

"I don’t care about my image so you’re free to paint black," she flipped her hair back, nonchalantly. "I’ll keep doing what I want when I feel like it." She turned sharply to the caraman, and he flinched. "I hope you got that right. I killed the monsters that threatened your lives for the ya, you’re welco. So, do whatever you want and say whatever you want. I don’t care."

She turned, ready to fly out of there when soone called her na,

"Miss Alice," she turned sharply to see him standing a few feet away with Marcus behind him.

"Gramps?"