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Chapter 899 David's Road Christmas Eve

Pennsylvania, United States.

Despite the hot weather, voters gathered in the sun with different skin colors.

But in the crowd, the unrolled banners or waving colorful flags all had one person's name printed on them.

David.

There are many candidates competing in this year's presidential election.

But there are only three most popular candidates.

One is Marla, the first female president in American history.

The card she played was to have the courage to take over the broken government after Nate's sacrifice last year.

Although President Nate was great, the government he left behind is in tatters.

Mara relied on her own talents and initiative to lead the White House through the most difficult times.

And the subsequent victory over the alien expeditionary force made an indelible contribution.

Of course, many people also revealed that the only thing Mara did was laugh.

It has no base in the White House.

Although Nate is suspected of having Alzheimer's disease, he has at least worked his way up from the bottom step by step.

When your brain is working well, you won't become a puppet on the stage.

Mara is completely a puppet on the surface, and all political achievements are controlled by the people below.

But she is the incumbent president after all, and she is a woman.

His popularity is unparalleled in the United States.

Everyone knows that there is such a person who wants to continue to run for re-election.

The other is the recognized MAGA king, who had failed in elections before, but that did not hinder his determination to make a comeback.

According to what he said, it was not that he wanted to be elected, but that Mara was in office and could not shoulder the heavy responsibility.

He is devoted to America and MAGA, so he has no choice but to give up the peaceful life of a rich man, work hard, and return to the White House.

The third one is David.

His reputation as the mayor of New York alone is not enough to run for election, but he has the titles of the Son of God and the User of a Noble Phantasm, and his reputation is known both at home and abroad.

He is also the first Noble Phantasm user to run for president.

Because of his performance in manufacturing, he was pushed forward by some Republican establishment figures to compete against the MAGA King.

Some people in the Democratic Party also support him, believing that his coming to power can greatly ease party disputes.

But more people are disgusted with David coming to power.

Because everyone knows that when David becomes president, he will really get things done instead of accepting the unspoken rules hidden in the dark as he did in the past.

The military-industrial complex only complains that military spending is too low and does not want anyone to cut it.

I would rather have the MAGA King on the stage than have a passionate and truly motivated treasure user sit in that position.

If possible, they also hope to send each other to chat with the sunny and cheerful boy in the convertible.

Valentine was not a killer hired by those people.

He is a believer in Khorne and a natural violent maniac who has committed many extremely heinous crimes.

Because there was someone on top, he never received any punishment.

The price is that he needs to do things for those who support him.

So he was not a hired killer, but more like a death warrior.

He adjusted the Barrett sniper rifle, loaded large-caliber armor-piercing bullets into it, and just waited for the opponent to come on stage.

It is no more than two hundred meters from here to the stage.

At this distance, with his marksmanship, he could definitely shoot him in the head with one shot.

I also believe that the opponent would not be able to block the bullets without using the Noble Phantasm at the beginning.

Moreover, before going out today, Valentine repeatedly prayed to Khorne in the Warp to ensure that his power could flow into the Warp.

Driven him to accomplish this mission.

If he could kill David, he would probably be the first person in the history of all countries who could kill a Noble Phantasm user as a human.

In a way, it can be said that it has left its name in history.

As for what will happen after killing David?
What will happen to the United States?
That was not Valentine's concern.

He doesn't care whether America is good or great, he just wants to kill, kill, kill.

Valentine readied his gun and lay there.

……

It was not yet time for the speech, and David was in the car, reciting his speech.

The lines were provided to him by his assistant Hank.

It includes some of the manufacturing issues that white men are most concerned about.

After all, they are not as tolerant as before, largely because the factories that used to enable them to make a living have closed down one after another.

The development of the financial industry will not cause water to flow downwards.

David looked at the speech and took notes silently.

He is not a very smart person, but he also doesn't like to leave his speeches on the table.

Standing on the stage and reading out the speech word by word, that feels very unspirited.

It gives people the feeling that they are just doing their job perfunctorily, which is far worse than writing down the content.

This is rather troublesome.

"Time is up."

Hank called out from outside.

David took a deep breath and put the speech down.

He walked along the reserved passage to the stage.

There was thunderous cheering all around.

Those who can come to the scene in the hot summer sun are naturally his loyal fans.

There are also some people who come here just to criticize him.

David was used to it.

When he stands on the stage, all kinds of voices will attack him, both good and bad.

David was already able to handle it calmly. He walked onto the stage and said into the microphone: "Thank you, everyone."

When he said this, he felt an inexplicable chill coming over him, and it seemed that there was some light flickering diagonally to the side.

David subconsciously turned his head away and quickly recited: "Shining in the Spear of the End."

Tweet!
The sound of a bullet breaking through the air was heard, brushing past his right ear.

The strong wind even made him feel as if his ears were scratched.

But at this moment, he released his treasure, and the shining golden light instantly leaped up, and under his control, it shattered the bullet.

The woman who was supposed to be hit at the back didn't even know what was happening, she just felt a flash of light in front of her eyes.

Then a stream of light like a Christmas tree appeared in front of them.

This is the treasure of liberation!
"David!" "David!"

The audience shouted with excitement.

No one knew that an assassination had just taken place, and they thought David wanted to release his treasure to support his election campaign.

Only Valentine knew he was in trouble.

He quickly dropped his sniper rifle and ran downwards.

Valentine never thought that under such circumstances, the other party would be able to dodge in time.

He didn't take drugs today, so he should be able to restrain his murderous intent or gaze.

Normally, it is impossible for the other party to detect it in advance.

The information says that David is a martial artist, but this is not the first time that Valentine has sniped a martial artist.

"Fake!"

Valentine cursed angrily, damn Khorne, for not protecting him.

Go back and blow up the statue of Khorne.

As he ran forward, golden light streamed through the sky and then floated down lightly.

Bang, bang, bang! Holes instantly appeared on the ground.

Valentine didn't dare to move forward.

He could hear that the voices that originally sounded cheers suddenly turned into curses.

The target of the group's scolding was naturally not David.

Soon, a group of bodyguards in black clothes appeared beside Valentine. When the light flow was pulled away, they rushed forward quickly and pressed Valentine to the ground.

"Fuck!" Valentine struggled hard and cursed.

Aaron was even more annoyed than him as he pounded his fists. "How dare you assassinate Mayor David, damn it!

Do you want to destroy America? ! "

The following reporters quickly ran forward and took a series of photos at the ground.

Take a picture of Valentine's angry and unwilling look.

Soon, news about David's assassination during the campaign spread on the Internet.

It caused quite a stir in the United States and even around the world.

Some neutral voters also began to tend to vote for David.

Some subsequent details were even revealed.

It is true that Valentine is a follower of Khorne.

But it is the Democratic Party that is relevant to him.

It was later revealed that it was not the Democratic Party, but Mara and Valentine who were involved.

Mara, of course, vehemently denied it.

But the surging public opinion didn't care about that, so she didn't even dare to go out for campaign events, for fear that she would be shot by David's supporters.

But she is also not afraid of committing crimes after leaving office.

When she was about to leave office, she only needed to issue a presidential pardon to pardon herself for the crime of ordering the assassination of David.

Mara believed that David still had some dignity and would not resort to any post-mortem settlement.

Anyway, she is bound to take the blame.

Mara was not disgusted by the people in the party who arranged for Valentine to assassinate her, but she was also disgusted by the fact that they had used such means and had not succeeded.

This is the most speechless thing.

……

Time passes slowly.

David's poll support rate surpassed that of the previous president and the current president, and he won the position of the 48th President of the United States with an absolute advantage.

The election results are in.

David was in the New York mayor's office with no one around him.

He took a sip of wine alone, his face full of trance.

It is hard to imagine that last year he was still an African American man wandering the streets, facing death at any time.

This year, he has been elected as the 2025 President of the United States with a high vote.

The trajectory of his life was completely changed, but David did not feel satisfied. He only felt panic, as if he was walking on a cliff.

One wrong step and you'll fall into the abyss.

Can he really do it?

This was a question that made David feel insecure.

Governing a country is not like a Noble Phantasm user fighting in the front line. There are many things that need to be considered.

There are many more problems to face.

There are also the four evil gods of the subspace.

David poured another glass of wine.

There was a knock on the door, and Hank entered the room. He looked at David, who was drinking alone, and said with a smile, "Mr. President, you should attend the celebration party. Everyone is waiting."

“I haven’t taken office yet.”

"But in everyone's mind, you are already the President of the United States."

"Yes."

David said nothing more and put down his empty glass.

At this point, he can no longer retreat.

Even if we are walking on thin ice, we must continue to move forward with this cautious attitude.

It is better to be not good enough than to be someone who thinks he is 100% right.

David walked out of the dim mayor's office and into the brightly lit lobby.

All the employees of the city hall gathered here and cheered loudly.

Longing for a new future.

David smiled and said, "Thank you all for your support in this campaign. Let's work together in the future!"

……

December 12th, Christmas Eve.

Fine snow flakes of snow floated on the streets of Tokyo, and the sky was like a huge block of lead, revealing a deep pressure.

It exudes an inhuman coldness, but is very suitable for an international metropolis.

It is rare to see women walking on the street wearing stockings.

Meiji Fenghuangin is not afraid of the cold, but she doesn't wear anything too cool.

She was wrapped in thick winter clothes, which made her look a little bloated, and she wore a floppy round hat on her head.

She had a white scarf wrapped around her neck and wore a mask and sunglasses, completely covering most of her face to prevent passers-by from recognizing her as the famous Sword of the Empire.

The large LCD screen in the square was playing Hu Die's impassioned speech, showing the results of the crackdown on cults this year.

Without looking up, she entered a coffee shop.

The surging warmth melted the snow on her shoulders a little. She glanced around the store and walked towards her two friends who were sitting in the corner.

Sayuri Yoshikawa smiled and waved.

Phoenix Court Meiji came forward and sat opposite. She casually ordered coffee and cake, without taking off her mask, and smiled and said, "Tomorrow is Christmas. Do you have any activities?"

"I'm going to Tokyo Disneyland with Tetsuji."

"Gu Ze and I stayed at home to review our lessons and prepare for the entrance exam to the University of Tokyo."

Nomura Manami held his forehead with his hand, his expression somewhat ferocious, "I can't stand it any more.

We've been together for so long, but that blockhead hasn't even thought of wanting me. My mind is full of that kind of thing!"

The tone was full of resentment.

She was eager to do something big on Christmas, but she was so angry that she laughed at the arrangement proposed by Kyoichiro Furusawa.

Who reviews homework during Christmas?

There is still a girlfriend situation.

Normally, this shouldn't be the time for me to discuss a dozen different ways of writing "sex" with my girlfriend.

"It's not good to be too early."

Miki Hououin spoke up to support Kyoichiro Furusawa.

Nomura Manami said with resentment on his face: "You are a full woman who doesn't know the hunger of a hungry woman. I didn't even get to eat a mouthful of meat."

After a brief silence, Phoenix Court Beauty could not help but sigh: "Actually, I didn't do it either."

"Hey, why?"

Sayuri Yoshikawa asked.

Fenghuangyuan Meiji said rather embarrassedly: "I just can't find a suitable opportunity."

For her first time, Miki Hououin had such a beautiful imagination that she thought too much, unlike Akizuki Iroha and the others, who charged forward roaring.

She thought of many plans and occasions, but always felt that they were not perfect enough, so she kept putting them off until now.

She and Qingze only held hands and kissed, but did not take the final step.

Nomura Manami placed his hands on the table, gave his wish to Fenghuangyuan Meiji and said, "Isn't Christmas a good day?
Let’s do something big!”

Phoenix Court Beauty thought about it and sighed, "It's just too good. It's hard to arrange a festival like this."

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Nomura Manami's words made Hououin Miki fall into deep thought.

It wasn't until the waiter came over with coffee and cake that Fenghuangyuan Meiji came to her senses and said with determination: "You are right, I will invite Qingze later."

"Invite now!"

Nomura Manami stared at her, making sure she wouldn't think too much and back down.

Fenghuangyuan Meiji only sent a message to Qingze, "Are you free on Christmas Day?"

"no problem."

Qingze's instant reply surprised Fenghuangyuan Meiji.

No, are you really free?

(End of this chapter)