Gamer System in Campione - Chapter 12

Next day.

After a good night's sleep, Ozymandias had woken up very early, shortly after sunrise while he had decided to take a walk around London.

He took advantage of this because he knew if it was during the day he would be followed, if the guards at his bedroom door meant anything.

After visiting some spots he was interested in, Ozymandias decided to return before he knew he had left.

He had also taken the opportunity to buy some things to be able to cook something, after all this was one of Ozymandias' favorite pastimes.

When he got back to the hotel room, Alice was waiting for him sitting on the sofa and changing the channels on the TV with a bored expression until Ozymandias walked in, when his expression suddenly turned sunny.

"Ah! Mr. Ozymandias! You certainly wake up early. You are certainly a diligent person if you wake up so fast every day" Alice smiled shyly as she turned off the TV.

"Alice?" Ozymandias asked, as he placed the ingredients on the kitchen counter and walked over to the girl with platinum blond hair who was wearing a much more modest piece of clothing compared to yesterday: "Why did you come so early? I thought we would meet a few hours later ?"

"Yes! You are correct!" She said, shaking her head, "But when they told me you were gone I came right away, but I knew there was nothing to worry about."

He raised an eyebrow at her personality, which contrasted a bit with yesterday's: "You seem very excited today"

Her face showed annoyance, crossing her arms that vaguely looked like she was pouting: "Mou, I wanted to greet you normally like I always do with Campiones, but some elderly people from Witenagemot stopped me."

"You stopped?" The Sun King's eyebrows rose a little: "To do what?"

"Oh, this and that" She waved her hand as if pushing her away: "I was told to be respectful and helpful to the new Campione instead of pissing him off like I did to Alexandre, saying I shouldn't start mentioning bribery and coercion, saying that it gave Campione the wrong impression of our organization"

Ozymandias' eyebrows twitched at that.

"Anyway! Mr. Ozymandias, were you about to do something?" She said with a sweet smile, pointing to her bag of food.

"Did you have breakfast?" asked Ozymandias.

"Oh, are you offering me a meal?" Alice said with a gleam in her eyes.

"Yes" He said after blinking once.

"You really are a gentleman, Mr. Ozymandias, unlike that Alexandre… that brutal man will probably take the last gold of a hungry man if that gold interests him… Or maybe not, considering that although he wants to be seen as a cruel , he hid weaknesses for people who are suffering." She said with a huff, and then added with an apologetic smile, "But no thanks. I'm not hungry right now."

Ozymandias nodded as he turned to Alice.

"Also, I would like to take a look at your organization's records, I would like some information about magical organizations and the other Campiones" said Sun King calmly.

Alice put a finger to her cheek and seemed to be thinking deeply about what Ozymandias had said, then said, "What I can say now is very limited, not because you're not allowed to know about magical society as a whole. But the scale. of information I can give you is so great that it's impossible to put into words. If you want to know in detail, I can get the necessary books and tomes we've collected at Witenagemot and let them borrow them for a while."

Ozymandias nodded as he calmly turned back to his food.

Some time later.

"Aren't we going to Witenagemot's headquarters?" Ozymandias asked, realizing they were heading into the interior of the country. Witenagemot's headquarters were on the outskirts of London, but he realized they were moving closer to the sea.

"No, most of Witenagemot's records aren't actually at headquarters. With the amount of information we've collected over the years with our extensive worldwide network, our treasure trove of knowledge had to be kept where it would be protected." back, still wearing his casual clothes: "However, even with our extensive network, large amount of agents and many protections we put in our treasury, Campiones like you can always destroy our organization without too much trouble if you use at least one of your Authorities"

Ozymandias grimaced at the subtle reference to his absolute authority over them, and he got the impression she was testing him for her reaction.

"You seem to be used to the fact that we can do such acts and are easily accepting this notion."

"Yes" Alice nodded, "We ran into trouble with Black Prince Alec, who took some of the most precious artifacts from our hoard without saying anything. At most, he left a note saying: 'This is interesting. I'm taking'. Really, that man's courage... The title of Prince must be crying just to be placed in that man."

Was Black Prince Alec that anomaly? Ozymandias couldn't help but smile at this and wondered what Fourth Campione really was like.

"Ah, we're here," Alice said happily as they reached the top of a white cliff overlooking the city of Dover.

"Welcome to the White Cliffs of Dover, the welcoming place of sailors who have returned over many centuries" She held out her hand when I had a full view of the sea: "It is also the place where we keep most of our records and artifacts . Just below this rock is a secret passage to the -"

Then, with a crash, the ground exploded, revealing a faded, rust-covered armor that looked like it had once been white.

"Wha-" Alice looked shocked at the sudden eruption of ground in front of them: "Sir Gawain's armor…?"

Then the armor exploded, sending Alice, the car, and Ozymandias away for about twenty meters.

In place of the armor was a man.

No, calling him a man would detract from his presence in this world.

The sheer aura of power he exuded was something that could only mean one thing.

A Heretic God.

The overwhelming aura it emitted reminded Ozymandias of two things, two aspects of Heretic Gods he had already conquered in the past.

Sun and Steel.

How could someone connected to a Solar God Ozymandias feel this, that this being was a sun that was not a sun, a miniature sun that had a human-like shape.

A Heretic God with the appearance of a Sun God and a God of Steel.

It was known by Ozymandias that many of the different gods have a specific nature or element, which embodies a central part of their status and origins.

They were divided into [Steel Gods], [Earth Gods], [Earth Mother Goddess], [Sun Gods].

[Gods of Steel] are those gods who personify the sword, their myths and legends containing veiled references to forging or tempering a sword. Many of them share the characteristic of having extremely durable skin, by immersion in fire or liquids such as water or blood, and follow the methods of forging a sword. They often play the role of heroes and gods of war, and are often known to kill snakes or dragons.