Hunted by Characters I Drew!!

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"What if they don't believe it?" 

Alexander thought confidently, 'Then fight until they do. With overwhelming strength, the opponent will have no choice but to believe, even if they didn't at first.'

In the original story, didn't Kusanagi Godou earn everyone's respect and secure the Gorgoneion by demonstrating his incredible power? He could do as he pleased afterward.

With that in mind, Alexander turned to Erica and asked, "Erica, are you familiar with live streaming?"

"I am... but why do you ask?" Erica responded, puzzled.

"Oh, it's nothing major. I just need you to broadcast my actions to those people tonight. I'm sure they'll come around after watching." Alexander added with a reassuring glance at Athena. His message was clear: 'Don't worry, leave everything to me.'

Erica, however, was still confused. 'Live broadcast? A live negotiation?' She shook her head in disbelief.

"It's no use. Those people are stubborn; you won't be able to sway them with words," Erica remarked.

"Who said anything about negotiating? I'm going to live stream myself killing a god tonight. You can show that to them," Alexander declared.

'Negotiations?' Alexander had no time for that. It was far more effective to use his fists than to talk.

Erica was stunned. She stared at Alexander in disbelief. 'Did he just say… he's going to live stream himself killing a god?'

The image of a "Alexander killing a god online" flashed through Erica's mind, and she couldn't help but shake her head. But she had to admit, it was a solid plan.

Reluctant, Erica nodded, "Alright, I'll pass on the message, but... are you sure you can kill a god?"

"Of course, otherwise, why would I ask you to broadcast it?" Alexander replied confused.

Seeing Alexander's unwavering confidence, Erica could only shake her head in resignation. 'Fine, you're the boss. I'll go along with it.'

Meanwhile, at a residence traditionally inhabited by the Savoy royal family, a group of people had gathered in a spacious room, engaged in serious discussion.

Although the modern city outside was alive and buzzing, the curtains in this room were tightly drawn, shutting out the world beyond.

Two factions sat around a round table, each led by an elderly figure. Anyone familiar with the magical world would recognize them as the leaders of Italy's two oldest knight organizations: the "Old Man" and the "She-Wolf."

A young man, the commander of another knightly order, was also present. Together with the Bronze-Black and Copper-Black Cross, they formed the most powerful organizations in all of Italy.

Everyone was present except for Erica, the representative of the Copper-Black Cross, which led to some concern.

"Did the Copper-Black Cross summon us here? Where is that little girl, Erica?" the elderly looking man asked, looking around for Erica, who was nowhere to be found.

"She may have been delayed," someone speculated. "Let's not worry about that right now. We should focus on discussing the Gorgoneion. We're facing a particularly tricky situation."

"Indeed," another commander agreed. "The Gorgoneion we have is more of a burden than a blessing. We can't just discard it, but keeping it could provoke retaliation from the God of Disobedience. It's a real headache."

"That's right," another added. "If only Lord Salvatore Doni were here, we could set a trap and deal with the God of Disobedience."

"Maybe we should seek out another king? Like the Marquis of Voban?" one suggested.

"That's unlikely. Even though the Marquis is powerful, if we end up drawing in the Demon King of the Balkans, we'll have an even bigger problem on our hands. That demon king doesn't care about collateral damage—cities could be wiped off the map during the fight."

The room fell into tense silence as everyone considered the risks, their brows furrowed in thought. Then, a young man from the Copper Black Cross stood up. He bowed slightly to the group and then turned on a projector.

"Before we continue, Miss Erica would like you all to watch this," he announced.