FVN Chapter 41: 39: Kidnapped
Chapter 41: 39: Kidnapped
Judging from the high-ranking insignia showcased proudly on his helmet and chestplate, the man at the front of the group was clearly the head of this whole operation.
"Slowly and without resistance, you will move your hands into the air, your palms facing outward."
Staring at him for a moment, I felt like I could see the expression behind his mask.
"You have five seconds."
This guy...
"I will not hesitate to give everyone here the order to kill you on sight if you fail to comply."
―He wasn't lying.
"You will come with us quietly and peacefully. 5..."
As a senior official of the Order, he wouldn't come under flak for killing me if that was the necessary decision.
"4..."
He could very well pull the trigger right now and be done with it.
"3..."
Shooting me in the head or chest would not hinder him in the slightest.
"2..."
At most, the other officials would probably regret going so easy on me earlier on.
"1..."
Unlike the Wardens, the Order doesn't 'need' me, after all.
"0... This is your last chance."
So long as they stop someone else from having me, they'll be satisfied enough.
"Haa... Fine, fine. I'll do it."
Letting loose an exaggerated sigh, I did as he said and surrendered.
Looks like I have no choice in the matter anyhow.
"There, you happy? Ryuu Kishigami."
Not giving a hint of a reaction to my announcing his full name, he ignored me and simply nodded his head towards some of his subordinates.
"Ah, really...? You're doing this?"
The grunts who approached me started to pat me down and remove almost all of the hidden gear on my body.
"You know we have no choice but to do this. You are far too dangerous of an entity for us to allow even the smallest opportunity of escape."
Damn.
The lower-ranking guys certainly didn't seem to have the same mindset. Was this guy the only brain in the entire Order or something?
"Woah. What are you doing? Get away from my mo--mphf!"
Shoving his tactical glove-protected hand into my mouth to remove the ampoules of liquid I had stashed away, I felt as if I had just been violated.
And that wasn't even the worst of it.
"...Ah, shit. Hey, hey? Where do you think you're touching now, pal?"
Suddenly, one of the grunts began to strip me down and
I genuinely can't do anything, after all.
Within this tiny, steel-like box of a room secured with multiple layers of bolts, latches and seals; I, who was almost fully restrained, was trapped.
In what was perhaps the most helpless state I had ever been―how was I planning on escaping?
Well...
―The truth is, I wasn't.