Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 665 Penalty For Wrong Answer.

"Ladies and gentlemen, that was our first question of the first round of the show. We have more to come. Let's see if our contestants will win the big price of getting special souvenirs from our sponsors and get their greasy hands on the 3000 points worth of Spiritual energy required to make their move out of the Red sands." 

The Audience applaud and many of them whistle loudly. 

"Thank you! Thank you all," The magistri bowed at the audience. 

"Now, for the second question of the first round..."

*Drumroll!*

"The Devil is known to be the the most prideful and yet most Ruthless of all beings..."

Which of these attributes do you think, is most important for the Devils Slave?

A. Kindness

B. Ruthlessness

C. Pride

D. Usefulness.

*BUZZ*

The Magistri raised his head to the person that had pressed the Buzzer in time. Unfortunately, it had not been Lenny. 

"What is the Answer Agent 'X'?" 

Agent 'X' smiled as he massaged his smooth moustache all the way to his smooth jaw. he spoke with a sophisticated accent and it was the first time since the show started did Lenny hear his voice that he hated a lot.

"Kindness is not neccessary to the devil. I would say ruthlessness, but something is not right about that. And no one likes a prideful person, not even the devil. So I'll pick D= Usefulness."

The magistri smiled as he turned to Lenny, "Agent 'X' has picked usefulness. What would it be Lenny Tales?" 

lenny frowned as he looked at the screen. Making up his mind, he made his pick, "B= Ruthlessness"

"The Answer to that question is..."

*Drumroll!*

"...D=Usefulness. Congratulations Agent 'X' for getting the answer correctly. The Devil does not care whether you are kind, Ruthless or even prideful. All he wants to know is that you are useful."

The crowd applauds loudly, "I'm Sorry Lenny but you got that answer wrong. Nevertheless, this is a loving show and you do get a reward... Three gunshots from a pistol of your choosing. please note, all pistols in our catalog will hurt like hell and some might even kill you..." 

All of a sudden, the image on the big screen changed and rows of pistols appeared. "Please pick a gun Lenny Tales."

Lenny's frown got deeper. He had long guessed that he was going to get punished for his choice. 

Then again, he couldn't help but think that they was a bright side to this. 

Lenny chuckled a bit, "I pick that one." he pointed ahead, "The 44 magnum pistol, the first one made in 1956!"

"HUUUUUH!!!" The audience applauded at his choice.

meanwhile, Agent 'X' chuckled a bit, "A Magnum, even I am not that stupid. That gun might be old, but you will definitely die."

All of a sudden, the pistol, smooth, with a streamlined silver body that immediately commanded attraction appeared before Lenny. 

It appeared at a 20 meters.

As it did, Lenny frowned, "shit!" How couldn't he? After all, this was a terrible distance to be shot from. It was just too close for confort. Even Agent 'X' had the same thought process. 

This could not be helped, "The 44 magnum pistol had an effective range of about 91 meters. This meant that any fleshy thing hit within the 91 meters range of a straight line was going to get punctured and Lenny was to take three shots of it as he was strapped to his position with a belt.

This was practically a sentence to death by firing. 

There was no doubt that any person in Lenny's position was going to die. 

Absolutely anybody was definitely going to die. However, this was not just anybody. This was Lenny Tales. The number one assassin in his former world. Long before lenny had magic and the powers he now did, he was not a person to be taken lightly.

Lenny looked intently at the gun before his eyes, the depth of its barrel reflected deep within his. 

The audience also went silent as they watched with interest what was about to unfold before their eyes.

And then it happened.action

*DUM!*

However, unlike expected the shot did not make it to lenny's head. Instead, it got his arm, drilling into his shoulder.

After that, the second shot came along. 

*Dum!*

This time around, it got his right side, right into his chest. 

The sight of which made the audience gasp. 

*Dum*

The third bullet fired again. However, Lenny moved his head to the side, just in time to dodge the bullet. 

This took everyone by surprise, and the audience cheered and clapped for him. 

Agent 'X' chuckled a bit, "Not bad! Not bad at all!! If that pistol had killed you, then I would have known that you truly were not deserving of your title as number one in the world."

Lenny Chuckled a bit. Even though he was now bleeding from his chest and arm and his breath had obviously increased, he was still smiling back at Agent 'X'. "I see you figured it out."

Agent 'x' nodded, "Of course I did. At first, I thought you were stupid enough to have picked the 44 Magnum from the collection. however, you had been very specific on the year of make and therefore the model. It is general knowledge that things do not work perfectly when they are first made, needing adjustments over time for them to reach perfection.

This was the same thing for the 44 Magnum. The first make was practically trash. It was a very unsteady weapon with terrible recoil and the bullets just refused to go straight as intended. 

Besides, this provides the opportunity for you, one who can dodge bullets to easily maneuver your trapped body in such a way that the bullet that hits only hits places that you intend for it to it... not bad lenny tales."

Lenny chuckled lightly, "You did figure it out!"

However, Lenny's hope was crushed at the Magistri's next words.