The Goddess Made A Mistake Again-Chapter 254 - - Death of a Crazy Person

"Alright" The commander nodded and split the group, "You take that road, you take that alley and we'll take the other road, okay."

"Yes, sir!"

"Pat!" "Pat!" "Pat!"

They all ran in different directions covering all the places. It didn't take long before a group found him.

"Shit! Is this him?"

"Are we sure… this could be someone else too?"

"Idiot! Look at his clothes, it's the same one."

"Let's call the commander, he'll know what to do."

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"Is this how you found him?" The commander asked as he gravely looked at what could be Lazarus's body.

He's face was almost dismissive with multiple cuts with blades. There were also multiple blade marks on his body. The marks were too long to be a knife's and too small to be any swords… somewhere close to a sickle or same sort.

There was another thing that was special about Lazarus. From his mouth, there was small fume coming out. What was surprising about the fume was that it was blue.

The commander took a safe distance and took a whiff. Feeling the disconcerting pain inside his mind, the commander understood it immediately.

"Poison… and quite potent too." He stood up and murmured, "Whoever did this is clearly very experienced."

"What do we do, sir? Do we call in backup and start a search in the area?"

The commander shook his head. "Look at the place around us, friend. It's an unknown place with too many corners and alleys for us to get a good look at it at this time. By the time morning comes, we'll also lose every evidence the killer might have spared for us."

"So… do we…?"

"No need. I'll call in the timing." The commander stood up, "The Place, at the third street in Keonick Ale, Time 2:45 AM. Death by poisoning, presumed to be instant."

"Instant?... but sir, I don't think that i-" The guard immediately shut up seeing the hard look the commander gave him.

"It was instant."

"Yes, Sir!"

The commander turned around and corrected his hat, "Pack him up, make sure to see if there's any piece of his body missing or not."

"I'll go and take a look at the attacker that we had spare-"

"Sir!... Sir!" A guard came running toward him.

"What is it? Did we get attacked again?"

The guard shook his head as he relaxed, "No, sir. The guy… guy that we spared, he's been poisoned."

"Shit!" The commander hit the ground with his leg, causing a groan. "What happened? Did we lose him too!"

"…Sorry, sir!"

"Fuck this!" The commander threw off his hat, angrily marching towards another dead body.

…

Next Morning

"Did something happen, Henry?" Wilson asked me as I sat on my usual seat.

"No. Why do you ask?"

"Because you seem kinda happy." Wilson said, seeing the butterfly like happiness over my face, "Like very happy."

"Really?... I don't know why, but from the moment I got up, I felt as if something good will happen today." I say, my face still a blooming smile, "Who knows maybe it has already happened and I don't even know it yet."

"Woah… that's, I don't know what to call that."

"Me too, Wilson. Me too."

"No, Henry. I meant him." Wilson pointed to a guy that just came inside the classroom. "What is that?"

I see a guy walking inside with a body devoid of hope. The whole aura around him seemed depressing as if he wanted to burn down a garden full of flowers.

The guy's hair was all over him, he's eyes were bloodshot and he's clothes seemed to be the same he had worn since a week ago.

"Who the fuck is tha- no, let me rephrase that. What is that creature?" I point out.

"I don't know… maybe something mythical." Wilson said.

"What? No! How can that be mythical! It's like the complete opposite. It's unmythical."

"Could be…" Wilson nodded and took a good look as he suddenly widened his eyes and called me. "Henry, Henry, Henry!"

"What? What? What?!" I swat away his hand, "I'm standing right beside you, just say it."

"I think that's Arthur!"

"What?" I become confused. "That? Arthur? Nooo… it's- he's not Arthur. No… it can't be him… I'm sure."

"You don't sound sure."

"…"

"It's him."

Both me and Wilson turn to the side and see Xavier.

"That's Arthur."

"Shit! Seriously?"

"Yes… after what happened with Lazarus, he became sad and after hearing about his sentence…" He pointed to the new Arthur, "He became that."

"Wow... it's like the opposite of redemption arc." I murmur as the new Arthur takes his seat.

'Is he like that because today Lazarus's sentence would be carried out?'

"Hello Henry… Wilson." He spoke in such a bland tone.

"Heyyy Arthur… you alright there, buddy?" I ask out of concern.

"Why shouldn't I be?" He looked at me and because of his long ass hair covering his eyes, I couldn't tell what emotion he had.

"I don't know… it's just your new look is… quite defining of your mental status." I said and looked back because Wilson was holding on to me like an animal, "What's wrong with you?"

"Let me stay here. I feel if I get any closer to him, I would change into… that." He pointed to Arthur as if he was something bizarre and dangerous.

Looking at him right now, it wasn't far from the truth.

"Alright class, sit down on your seats." Jennifer came in, "I have a news for all of you."

I stop talking to Arthur and sit down. Seeing that we were actually shut, Jennifer spoke.

"The academy has received words from the royal guards that… today, Lazarus Blackshot's sentence has been carried out."

"…"

Silence

Pin Drop Silence

Nobody made a move and it seemed as if it was the start of a terrible horrifying story… until the next thing came.

"YEAH!"

"WE DID IT!"

"THE FUCKER'S DEAD!"

"LET'S PARTY TODAY WITH SOME BITCHES FROM THE WHOR-" The guy was immediately hit with a chalk from Jennifer. But that did not stop them from screaming out in joy.

They weren't the only ones who were happy. I was happy too… I was extremely happy. Wilson beside me was happy as well.

"Whoo Henry! Justice has finally pricked its scrawny ass up."

Perhaps a bit too happy.

I look towards Arthur. I could not tell what the guy was feeling because of his long hair.

'Hm?... isn't it a bit early though?'

I raise my hand as Jennifer asks, "What?"

"Wasn't his sentence supposed to be at noon?"

Jennifer was silent for a moment, "It was… but they decided to carry it early."

'…She's lying.' My smile spreads wider.

'She did it.'