Galactic knight: Apocalypse system Activated!-Chapter 37: The Ranting man and the Petite Lady

They were now clothed.

They each exchanged glances, breathing hard from the wild ride they just went through.

"That was wild!" Rehul exclaimed.

Julian smiled.

"I guess I went a little mad there."

Rehul laughed.

"You guess?"

She laughed.

"You were really, really wild but I liked it though."

Julian grinned.

"I bet you did."

Then, they both laughed out loud.

"You know," Rehul began. "It’s been quite long since I’ve been this happy."

Julian tried to keep an indifferent face, but it still looked curious though.

"Happy?" he asked.

"Yes," she said. "In the Imperium, you’re never really happy. You’re only trained to be fierce and work for their good."

Julian didn’t say anything.

Thinking about it, shouldn’t he be surprised that a commander as high as Rehul just quit to help him?

But then, he realized. It wasn’t like she had a choice. She didn’t actually quit. She would be beheaded if she went back anyway.

"I’ve never really been happy," Rehul continued. "My life’s always been tragic. From my dad dying when I was very young to having lost my mum way back when she just gave birth to me. I tried to be happy, fell in love. Only for him to die."

She paused, and Julian realized that she must have passed through a lot.

Being alone, doing things she didn’t want to do. She was literally a slave for the Imperium.

Could it also be how everyone at the Imperium was—sad and working without wanting to do?

He decided to ask:

"You know the name of the commander that invaded Zyros?"

Rehul looked at Julian with a face of confusion, like she was trying to guess why he was thinking so.

"Commander Nethul," she answered, now knowing the reason he was asking.

Julian turned to face her.

"Thank you," he said and then turned to face the screen in front of him.

"You should know why I’m asking," he said.

Rehul nodded. "Yes," she said.

"You’ve got many weapons that you’ll use to fight, right?"

She nodded in the affirmative.

"Yes."

Julian sighed and closed his eyes, activating the skill.

Inside of him, he seemed to say:

[Galaxy Plunger – Activate.]

Then...

...the star cruiser trembled, just slightly, like space itself had done some crazy hiccup. Like it had also accompanied the hiccup with a belch.

Julian held Rehul’s hand, and she gripped it tight.

Then together they stared forward, expecting...

...something.

A split-second later, everything around them warped. Colors bled. Stars stretched like melted paint. The walls of the spaceship seemed to collapse inward before expanding out into a burst of swirling stardust.

BOOM!

Reality folded.

A deafening silence pressed in for half a breath, and then the entire ship was gone, yanked out of that part of space like it had been plucked from existence.

Julian acted cool, remaining silent and just staring forward.

And Rehul, well, she gasped, an act that caught in her throat as everything around them blurred and twisted.

The cruiser shot through a collapsing spiral of planets. Julian saw nebulas, darkness, a blinding light, and then, they reappeared.

They reappeared in a completely new part of the Miniga galaxy—no jump gate, no warning, no transition.

Just a cosmic blink... and they were somewhere else.

Julian exhaled. He had been holding his breath the whole time. "It worked."

But then, they were without the star cruiser. They were standing behind a steel wall, one that shielded them from the view of someone else.

That was if ’someone else’ was there.

Rehul blinked at the view now outside.

Dilapidated!

That was the word.

All they could see was just dilapidation.

A large expanse of land filled with debris and loomed with the foul stench of hopelessness. Carrying a grey-dark looking cloud. One that looked dour and sombre.

Julian summoned his helmet on, and Rehul summoned her fitting armor.

Fitting in the sense that it was not lewd. It concealed every part of her body.

She couldn’t be lewd here anyways, or else she wanted to get smashed by a monster.

By ’smash,’ it wasn’t to crush but the other way round.

Julian was very well confused.

He didn’t understand what to do or where to go.

Even the step he should take, he just didn’t know.

He seemed really confused at this point, and so was Rehul.

Just when they thought they should take caution so as not to meet anything unexpected, they heard some voices.

Both of them crouched low and listened to it, very well attentive.

"We’ve been here for two weeks and still we haven’t found a way to locate the portal."

It was a man’s voice.

Julian stretched his neck a bit, trying to find where it was coming from.

He saw a man and lady crouched behind a steel wall as theirs too.

The man had scraggly looking and unkempt hair, and he was barely clothed. His trousers were almost torn completely. Now it was in shreds, and he was clothed on his chest by just a thin line of fabric, which Julian must have guessed was the remnants of a fabric.

Julian tried, with so much stretching of his neck, to see the man’s eyes, and when he finally did, he saw that the two eyes were swollen.

Julian was sure it was from beating. It was quite clear, by the way.

The lady, on the other hand, had just one swollen eye, and she was quite well clothed even though some parts were torn.

She was petite looking and extremely beautiful.

He exchanged puzzled glances with Rehul, who was now saying:

"Since they’ve been here for two weeks, why don’t we join them? They know the ropes. They’ll show us the way."

Julian wasn’t satisfied with what Rehul was telling him.

"Them being here for more than two weeks makes them bad company. They look hopeless and likely to give up. I’m pretty sure they’ll do so soon."

Rehul sighed almost silently.

Note, they had been talking in whispers the whole time.

"Do we have a choice?" she said.

Julian nodded in the affirmative.

"Yes."

Rehul grimaced.

"Yes?" she asked. "How?"

Julian made a straight face.

"The man is complaining quite bitterly, and as someone that is sensible and still wants to live, he shouldn’t be doing that. If truly—we’re about to find out now—that there are steel monsters here, then he should be dead pretty soon."

"Dead?" Rehul asked.

Julian nodded. "Shhhh now. Let’s hear."

"Goddamn it! I’m, I’m tired!"

The man was already on his feet, standing up and making gestures with his hands.

"I’m done. I’m tired! I can do this no more."

The lady wore a perplexed look on her face. By the look of it, she would soon get angry now.

"You came up with this idea. And now you act like this. Pathetic."

The man stomped his feet on the floor.

"I only had this much confidence that we would survive here because of my device, but now, damnit!"

It was sounding interesting now.

So the man had a device?

Certainly intriguing.

Julian couldn’t wait to hear what it does.

"It causes a quake. One which affects everyone in the whole damn planet except for the person that activated it and the person that it chooses it shouldn’t hurt."

The lady he was telling looked bored, but Julian, he looked invested as hell!

Just then, Rehul, very close to Julian, strained her neck a bit to see the man and the woman very well, and with that, she pushed and reeled Julian to a fall in plain sight.

’Damn,’ Julian thought.

The ranting man and the petite woman could see him now.