Chapter 29 - 『Lady Luck』

Jack stood there with his 'sisters' and the members of Foresight in the center of the courtyard, surrounded by the two wings of the manor. In front of them to the north was the entry way, two large double doors. It was apparent that the mansion was built to face directly south.

Behind them was a fountain, devoid of water, filled with leaves that have been practically reduced to mulch after decaying. The third and second floor both overhang above the first floor with visually appealing rectangular stone pillars supporting them. The walls were made of polished black stone bricks, which appeared to be the primary material used for the exterior, with visible buttresses decoratively reinforcing them.

There were rose bushes which have overgrown lining the property, a fine little apple orchard of six trees on the other side of the west wing. On the other side of the east wing there was a small climbing plant garden overtaken by weeds and nature.

Overall the ash grey tiled roofing, the floral patterned wired tinted glass windows, and the light blue curtains came all together rather nicely. The place couldn't be called majestic though, it was darkly colored and rather monotoned on the outside.

That was one of the few things which Jack didn't want to change.

Eve and Shizu were the first to begin and separate themselves from the group to begin exploring. Eve going towards the front doors, and Shizu heading around the west wing.

"Be careful you two," Jack spoke quietly as he turned to look over the two girls and the two men of the Foresight group. "Shall we go inside?" He asked as he gestured with the spear towards the entry way which his sister was heading towards.

As their eyes looked over the place. The two lover birds had their arms over each others shoulder's, smiling at the sight of what looked like a new home for Foresight and those involved.

Roberdyck Goltron just stared with this pleasant smile across his lips, a blank look in his eyes. Jack had really bought this place, a place big enough to hold much more than just seven or nine people.

The idea of opening a clinic sounded like it could actually be done here.

Yet was it really that accessible to those who needed treatment?

The God loving man looked towards Jack as he finally acknowledged the question. His eyes resting on him and Arche, a girl who was smiling as the sight of the new place where she would have her sisters.

"Sounds like a plan," Termite finally said after a little bit longer of gazing at the place.

Imina nodded in agreement, a smile across her lips. "This calls for a celebration!" The grin was scary looking, but not as scary as the lust Jack had seen in the face of Zesshi.

"Why am I getting goose bumps?" Jack asked as he looked over the two, who laughed a bit.

"That's because she becomes a monster once she's drunk," Termite said with a laugh. The group of foresight saw Imina as a scary drunk, something many of them feared.

"Ah..." Jack's eyes trailed down towards Arche who was now gazing up at him. It was weird seeing her face so close since he had lessened his height by a foot. It was a pleasant weird, that was for sure.

He then turned his head to look towards the gate which surrounded the property the moment they began to walk towards the double doors. The place was effectively walled in, only one real way of entry other than climbing in or flying.

As he gazed forward, his eyes rested on the front door as Eve was standing there, waiting for them.

"Oniisama," she whispered as she pointed to the door with her thumb, "There are people inside."

"Squatters?" Jack asked as his eyes shifted towards the windows.

"I think so," Eve caressed her temple with the fingers of her right hand slightly.

Jack frowned slightly as he reached forward and pulled the front door open as soon as he grasped the knob. With the door wide open and light pouring into the building's main foyer, revealing about six people who turned to face the door, dressed in black garb.

"..." Tracing his eyes over them, his hand left Arche's as he stepped forward. His spear was held in an aggressive stance in one arm.

"What're you doing?" Arche asked as she watched him begin to enter the building alone.

"Hostiles?" Termite had his hand on the hilt of his sword, whilst Imina drew her bow with an arrow quickly at the ready, steadily they moved forward.

Goltron walked beside Arche who had her iron staff in both hands now, ready for a fight should the need arise.

"You can't be here!" One of them shouted as they'd step forward, a gold gilded magic staff in their hands with multiple large circular rings hanging from its crescent shaped head. "This land belon--"

"I just purchased this property," Jack interjected the man who spoke. "Not that it matters." His eyes were resting on the gilded staff and then towards the man who was standing there. Out of all of them, the one who had tried to ward him off with words, was not human.

"Oh?" The group in black stepped forward, their magic staffs and wands becoming more apparent.

"You're worshippers of Zurrernorn, are you not?" The Angel parted his lips in anticipation of slaughtering them, knowing very well what the Death Cult was.

"Zurrenorn!?" That name was enough for the entire group of Foresight to form up on either side of Jack. Termite drew his sword and Imina pulled back harder on her knotted bow.

Bouncing a fist off of his palm, Goltron grinned. "Someone deserves the fists of God!"

Jack chuckled at the sound of Goltron's voice, before tilting his head to the side. His eyes resting on that nonhuman character who's face was hidden beneath that hood.

"This is going to be my second time wiping these freaks out..."

"Second ti--" An arrow cut the man off as it pierced through his chest, though it didn't seem to faze him whatsoever. It was as if he hadn't even been injured. Raising a gloved hand, he pulled the arrow from his chest and held it in front of himself, as if gazing at it for a few seconds before dropping it to the ground. "Hm… We will grant death upon you." His hand then reached up and pushed back the hood, revealing a partially preserved face of an undead Lich.

"Cute," Jack uttered before rushing forward, both hands on the spear as he targeted the undead.

Termite and Goltron both charged on either side of him, whilst Imina released a small volley of arrows on the suspected members of the Death Cult.

Arche on the other hand moved to the side and used Magic Arrow, taking out the legs of one of the members whom was running off.

Tilting the gold staff forward, the rings jingling as they smacked against one another. The Lich would being to silently summon forth lightning. Yet as he released the attack on what he assumed was a warrior, he watched as his third tier trash spell fizzled out against an invisible barrier.

Jack's spear rammed into the chest of the Lich, lifting him into the air as his jaw fell open in disbelieve.

"What the hell are you!?"

"Hey! There issa child present! Shut your heckin' mouth!" Eve referred to herself, drawing her Magic pistol and pulling the trigger. The man's head popped like a cherry, rotten flesh splattering all over the participants.

Jack simply glanced over at her with an unamused expression, a chunk of flesh sliding down his cheek.

Eve smiled weakly with an unspectacular shrug, "Sorry Oniisama..."

"Uh-huh," rolling his eyes, he lowered the spear as multiple spells nullified against his armor. They were too low of a level to penetrate his defense, they were useless.

Arche's lips were wide open, wonder filling her mind as she watched the attacks harmlessly leave his body unmarked entirely. Even when a fireball nearly engulfed him, all it did was tamely fade out of existence.

Jack, Jack was a monster.

Termite and Imina didn't seem to be paying much attention, nor did Goltron.

Even after Jack had almost single handedly took down the apparent leader of the small group of Death Cult followers, it was a one sided battle the moment Foresight got close enough.

Termite lunged into one of the robed men, sinking his sword into his chest and sending him to the ground. His weapon effortlessly sliding from the entry wound and slashing the next Necromancer who stepped forward.

"Aaaah!" The Necromancer stumbled back, holding what now appeared to be a stomp where his hand once was. Just when he was about to cast heal on himself however, a gauntlet came crashing into the side of his head. Sending the man to the ground with massive amounts of head trauma. "...Uh..."

Two men fell to the ground as arrows struck them in the sternum, causing the bone to shatter and practically terminate their internal organs.

The only one left, was the man crawling towards the back door.

Arche and Jack walked after the man as the other members checked the corpses to verify they were down and dead for good.

Once they caught up to the man who's legs were damaged by the magic area Arche had casted at him earlier. Jack would lift his foot and step down on the edge of his robe, holding him in place.

"Where do you think you're going, little man?"

Giggling could be heard from under the hooded person's robes. As they turned their head to look at Jack and Arche, they raised a brow. "Death… Are you going to grant death upon me?"

"Oh?" Jack tilted his head to the side slightly, fashioning his upper lip partially over the center of the lower. "But death merely releases you from suffering," Jack retorted as his other foot stepped down hard on the man's heavily damaged leg, causing him to scream out in agony.

Arche raised a brow and looked up at Jack, it appeared as if he had something against Necromancers?

That was clearly not the case with Jack though. He just disliked the fact that these cultists were turning entire cities into undead. That and he didn't even understand their fascination with death, let alone their agenda. It was likely even Momonga wouldn't be able to comprehend the goal of spreading death across the New World. This world, it was far too fruitful for it to be sullied by this group!

He knelt down, pressing more pressure onto the man's leg.

"You turn entire Cities into mindless Ghouls for a chance at Lichdom, yet today it seems Lady Luck to have placed you in my path." Jack leaned in, pressing heavily on the wound, until his head was inches from the side of the Necromancers.

Arche could only stare at this. Watching as Jack caused the person continuous pain, but the screams of agony slowly turned into moans and then into laughter. The person was clearly deranged…

Jack was unamused per usual, "Have you ever been killed and resurrected over and over again?"

This caused the Necromancer to go silent for a moment, turning their head round to look at him over their shoulder. Their one visible eye wide as the subtle threat introduced to him with the question.

"Jack?" Arche said as she stepped forward, lightly reaching forward and placing a hand onto the armored plate of his shoulder. She was aware he dubbed himself the Angel of Death, along with the weapon which was in his hand. The Blade of Azrael, the weapon which belonged to such an entity.

Jack slowly broke his stare from the soon-to-be-dead Necromancer before turning his attention to Arche. His eyes locked with hers.

"If you're able to bring people back from the dead… Why would you pervert it like that?"

"Pervert it?" Jack's eyes narrowed, "They worship death, wouldn't they want to experience it over and over again? It'd be a favor, wouldn't you think?" The way he said it sounded sarcastic, he was making fun of the person he was physically hurting as he still hadn't lifted his foot.

Arche turned her head slightly, looking down towards the man who was beneath Jack. Despite the fact that Jack was mocking him, and that she had been answered with that tone. She saw the logic. "I see..."

"No..." The Cultist gasp, squirming, pulling at the wooden floor. Their eyes bugging out as they were looking to the light which shined beneath the back door on the northern side of the building. "No!"

Rolling his eyes, Jack poked the man with the tip of his spear, only enough to create a small cut on his back. Yet within a few seconds of being cut, the man was dead. Jack lifted his foot and he took a step away before looking to Arche. "I don't think he's worth the effort though," a sigh escaped his lips as he turned to look at the others.

"Can one of you get the City Guard?"

"On it!" Lifting a hand as he Volunteered, Goltron made his way out towards the front gates to see if he could flag down the authorites.