Mastering the fates with Role-play system 2

[6] Diplomatic convoy

Jace assumed that he might feel a surge of electric current run through his veins, but he felt nothing, not even a tingling sensation to indicate that his strength had increased by two per cent.

'Well, it's up to me now," he thought, and with a spirit of determination, flung the member that was directly on top of him to the ground.

Soon he was back on his feet, but the other two tried to hold him down. However, he was quick to avoid them by leaping onto a nearby table, scattering the mugs, bottles and rumpling the fabric used as tablecloths.

At this point, a lot of customers started to leave, while a few stayed back to watch the scene, some even holding onto their bottles and cheering the contenders on.

"You fools!" Jace mumbled, as one of his attackers jumped onto the table with him. And in an attempt to fight him off, they both crashed down to the ground; but still, Jace had the upper hand.

He punched his nose, breaking the bones and left him bleeding without mercy, just in time before the other two could stop him. With one person severely injured, Jace turned to face the others, but this simple and sharp turn caused the glass to slide off his face, dropping to the ground and blowing his cover.

"Oh boy," he cursed, but did not stop to think.

"Jace," the female waitress whom he liked called his name, an expression of shock plastered on her face.

"Isn't he the boy on the news?" Said one of the spectators,

"Yes, the one whose picture is all over town," said another.

But while they commented, the fight was still ongoing, with Jace beating his opponents so effortlessly, breaking bones like they were twigs and throwing punches like a master in the art.

Within a few minutes, three wooden tables were broken, cutlery was scattered all over the floor, and blood stains were visible on the tablecloths. Jace fought like his life depended on it, after all, he is no longer trying to keep his identity a secret.

"And then there was one," he uttered with a smug, while staring at the last man standing amongst the three. This member was severely injured and Jace knew that it would only take a couple of punches to knock him unconscious.

"Fool!" Said the injured member, as he fearfully ran out of the bar, limping on one foot like an injured gazelle. The other two were unable to get to their feet, and as for Jace, he had a few bruises here and there, but nothing too severe.

"You are the boy who escaped from the police station!" Yelled one of the customers who had been watching the whole time.

"The cops will be here in no time."

Jace scoffed, a smug look on his face,

"That's if I wait for them to get here."

With those words, he ran out of the bar through the main entrance, and the system lit up immediately with a notification.

[ Task completed! ]

[ + 50 EXP ]

[ + 10 System Coin ]

[ $ 1,000,000 has successfully been transferred into the host's bank account ]

"What the hell?" Jace stopped in his tracks after a few minutes of running to catch his breath along the road. He had taken a lonely path deliberately, so that no one would call the cops on him.

He stopped to rest next to a tree, his breath heavy and his heart throbbing inside his chest.

"Mission accomplished, huh?" He muttered, a satisfactory smile spreading across his lips.

[ Indeed. ]

"One million dollars," he added, looking at the system's screen with astonishment,

"One million, that's a lot of money, I swear, if I had that, I would have gone to college a long time ago."

He paused, sat down and rested his back on the tree trunk,

"Do you know how happy my mom would be when she learns that... wait!" He paused,

"My mom, you said I would be able to rescue my mom and get my revenge on that greedy Chief, where is that reward?"

[ System's temporary reward ]

[ You have been appointed the First Son of the State Governor for the next twenty-four hours. With this temporary position comes the authority to free your mother from the grasp of the greedy Chief and to exact your revenge by any means you deem fit. ]

Jace raised a brow, At first, Jace didn't understand what the system meant,

"The governor's son?" He wondered,

"How is that going to work...

Before he could finish his statement, the sound of a group of vehicles caught his attention, and upon looking in the direction of the sound, his jaws dropped and his heart skipped a beat simultaneously.

It was a diplomatic convoy, coming right through the lonely path that he had taken just to get away from public space.

The first thing that came to his mind was to stand up and run as fast as his legs could carry him.

Clearly, the crime he was wrongly accused of was such that the country might go to any length just to find him, even if it meant sending a military convoy. But this wasn't a military convoy, it was a diplomatic convoy, used by top political officials.

It comprises of four power bikes ridden by military men, two in front and two at the back. Behind the bikes was another car, with an opening at the rooftop that allowed a military man to stand out with a gun pointing in all directions.

And behind that was a medical van for a quick medical response in case of emergencies, after which we have the governor's car, another military van behind it and then the last two power bikes.

These cars stopped right in front of Jace, and a few military men stepped out of the van. They spread throughout the area in a systematic and well-rehearsed manner, each one facing a different direction with their guns ready to shoot down any threats.

And then finally, the door to the governor's car was opened, and a tall, elegant figure dressed in a black two-piece suit stepped out, wearing a worried look.

He walked up to Jace who was still dumbfounded, and said,

"Sir, we have been looking all over for you. Please come with us."