The Black Saint is My StalkerCh87 - Hand deep in a bag of chips

Within the depth of Lychester’s most secretive and protected facilities, a young man had his legs raised up on a desk, his hand deep in a bag of chips. Above the desk was a wall composed of monochrome displays featuring different key locations within the facility.

But the young man wasn’t paying attention to the security footage and instead watched a video on his phone. It was something about a Britian person who, for some inexplicable reason, believed they were in fact, a Dalttang native and was undergoing every surgery possible under the sun to look the part. It was absurdity to the max. But also, good entertainment for the brain dead. The young man needed some good brain-dead content because browsing fruitlessly on dating apps was starting to give him a throbbing headache. Rqw9AY

His light brown hair had a bit of a golden sheen and was messily tied into a small ponytail. Aside from his guardian uniform and hunter’s gear that he kept at the ready, there wasn’t a single ounce of professionalism in how the young man appeared.

But who could blame him? If Valtteri could do nothing but stare at static security footage for hours on end without some form of entertainment, break, or snacks, he would most certainly go insane.

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Originally, he had left his hometown to come to Lyrchester, promised with abounding opportunity. But after the big city charm wore off, he began to wonder if it had really been the best idea. After all, two years had gone by and he still hadn’t found himself a suitable husband.

Lyrchester was not only the capital of Britia, but it was also home to one of the four major Edelstein Pillars, the foundation that held the Edelstein Barrier intact. OFSXhi

The high-security facility was one that donned the appearance of any old skyscraper that sat in the middle of a bustling city. It did not seem out of place at all, minus the myriad of hunters and military patrols that circled around the perimeter in guise.

There was a reason why such a facility needed to be built in such a major city; the pillar’s effect would otherwise weaken without the constant cauldron of miasmas and spiritual disarray that were so bountiful in a metropolis like Lyrchester.

The Edelstein Barrier was similar to a worldwide membrane that protected the mortal realm from the outside. It was particularly useful against higher beings that dwelt in other realms.

In short, it was the first and most crucial frontier against demon-kind.

And thus, it was impertinent that specialized personnel were employed at such a location to ensure its integrity.

…Such specialized personnel included the likes of one Valtteri Hopeaharju who spent his work with eyes glued to his phone and hand deep in a bag of chips.

It was a miracle that he even noticed a slight disturbance that occurred on one of the screens.

All it took was a tiny darting odd shadow and Valtteri’s eyes went from his phone to the security footage. ZmyjX9

Immediately, something felt off. The hair on his nape raised, but his defensive spell hadn’t yet been breached but—

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Next to the desk, his gear rested. Slipping on a set of specialized visor glasses, Valtteri grabbed his crossbow and quiver in one swift motion.

And just like that, he scrambled out the door while another surveillance guard shuffled into the room to take his place. S5LdM8

Valtteri cursed, hating the way that his footfalls echoed across the wide, expansive grey halls of the facility. He placed his hands over the high-tech wristband, a modified piece of technology created to work in tandem with his archaic-styled witchcraft.

Mind churning, Valtteri was in desperate need to confirm what he saw and felt. It was highly unusual that a breach would reach his surveillance but he was certain that his pre-written rune had detected something.

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The rune on his wrist continued to glow and he had to focus to glimmer more information from it. Valtteri almost slammed right into a person who was rushing in the opposite direction.

Before he could wonder why, the speakers went off, again. dzfdka

“Code Yellow. Code Yellow. Abnormal activity spotted at the southern entrance BC-513 second floor. Requesting immediate investigation.”

Valtteri thought he was going to have a brain aneurysm. His runes responded in turn, telling him that there was in fact something going on in the south as well.

Fuck it, he was already headed north.

He flew down the stairs and burst through the fire exit, leading him outside. The cold night air greeted him and a spray of bullets marked the wall right next to his ear. 2dTBCd

Valtteri stood there with a straight face, as though his head hadn’t almost been blown clean off. A part of him almost wanted to take a step back into the building and close the door; pretend as though nothing had happened at all.

Of course, that was easier said than done. The scene that unfolded before his eyes was one difficult to ignore.

With city lights against Lyrchester’s eternal cloudy sky as a backdrop, a squadron of guardians exterminated a small group of lesser demon invaders, consisting of sorrow and desire varieties. The sorrow demons lumbered with their goo-like bodies, assaulted by an array of explosives. Beside them, the beast-like desire demons that lunged with their sharp claws and fangs did not fare much better. Their blacked bodies were honeycombed with bullets before they had even the chance to attack. Each attempt was met with expert defense; none of the guardians slacked or cowered at their foes. Blessed swords, knives, and other melee weapons stopped any overly-eager demon in its tracks.

Though the demons numbered at least two dozen upon Valtteri’s arrival, they did not stand a chance against the skillful guardians that dismantled them like nothing more than pigs at slaughter. But among these guardians, only a single person stood out to Valtteri. zj2SLc

And that would be the A-ranked paladin known none other than Oscar Bancroft, a man whose dark hair bore a bluish tint from whatever dye he used. His beard was neatly trimmed and a lip ring matched the rows of earrings he wore in each ear. Valtteri might have found the man attractive if he wasn’t so…short. And by short, he supposed that Oscar was average height for a Britian, but compared to a Northerner like Valtteri, he was quite short.

Not to mention, even if Oscar did sport the additional height that would have boosted him on the attractiveness scale, it did not detract from the fact that he almost blew Valtteri’s head right off!

Oscar’s countenance was skewed by concentration, his lips tight and downturned. The bladed staff that he wielded also doubled as a shotgun. He angled the weapon just right when a rabid desire demon lunged from the shadows. Its large maw was caught by the bladed tip of his weapon and with a click of the shaft, its blackened head was blown to bits by a spray of holy water-infused bullets.

Valtteri watched with a dull expression as the Britian man tossed the demon’s corpse aside. When he looked up, their eyes met. Oscar’s visage pulled down into its signature scowl. dl4gkZ

As a reflex, Valtteri shrugged.

But the wordless scolding was clear, Oscar wasn’t entirely pleased by Valtteri’s passive role in the extermination. A long sigh left the Northerner’s lips. Reluctantly, he nocked an arrow in his crossbow and raised the weapon.

Oscar followed the point of Valterri’s crossbow, using his aim to find the next target. An exceptionally large sorrow demon was creeping up surprisingly quickly. The paladin dashed forward.

At that precise moment, Valterri shot his crossbow. 4xqN7b

The arrow whizzed right next to Oscar’s face, so close that the tip almost grazed the skin of this cheek. However, the tip of said arrow wasn’t particularly sharp, only pointed enough to cut through the air without too much resistance. The moment its tip came into contact with the sorrow demon’s soft body, a bright light engulfed the entire area.

Oscar, blinded, cursed loudly and raised his arm to shield his eyes.

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But Valtteri’s eyes were protected with his visors and he was able to quickly nock another type of arrow in his crossbow. One shot, two, Valtteri was able to get three off in quick succession.

This time, the arrows lodged themselves into the demon’s gelatinous body, a small red light beeped on its slender shaft before the explosions sounded. ULmcCb

The guardians were quick to wrap things up after Valtteri’s little stunt.

“What the bloody hell was that about, you bastard? You taking a piss?” Oscar roared as he stormed up to Valtteri with a deep scowl on his face.

The other guardians didn’t dare to approach the pair, this scene was already commonplace to them.

Valtteri’s frown was minor as he casually mused his hair, only realizing belatedly that he had it tied up; thus effectively making everything look like a wild mess. “Don’t…take it personally, okay? I was just…worried that if I didn’t get a kill, you’d call me a lazy bastard.” fg3MAd

Oscar sucked in a breath. If Valtteri used his imagination enough, he’d be able to imagine steam rising from the shorter man’s head. Those green of his eyes were practically red from rage.

Then again, irritated and angry was the standard for Oscar Bancroft, so Valtteri wasn’t that concerned.

“If you hadn’t gotten here so damn late, then we wouldn’t be in this situation at all, you twat.”

“Huh…?” Valtteri huffed with a light pout, visibly confused by Oscar’s words, “But I came here as fast as I could.” DdLFwQ

Oscar rolled his eyes in disbelief.

And yet Valtteri was telling the truth!

For once.

Author: Meet side characters doing side character things!!! Weee T w T; There was a time I wished I wrote something better focused on romance and stuff but ughh I don’t know…plot was just too tempting and now I’m stuck with this crazy story T 3 T;; 0mdek7