Chapter 133 23: Labor Pains

Twenty minutes ago.

Piazza del Tro.

Olivier straightened his clothes, quietly looked at the Eiffel Tower standing in the distance, then took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to his assistant.

"If anything happens, please pass it on to my wife."

The assistant forced a smile and said, "The entire Tro Square has been sealed off. With the firepower we have deployed, if he dares to show up, he will definitely not get any benefit."

Olivier was noncommittal: "I'm just preparing for the worst."

After saying that, he walked towards the podium.

The speech started on time at 4 pm.

Facing the camera, Olivier spoke directly without any manuscript in his hand.

"I have always believed that all men are born free and equal"

Inside the hospital ward.

Abu watched TV nervously, sweat oozing from his palms and his breathing short.

I turned my head to look at my mother, who was looking at Olivier on TV with hopeful eyes.

Abu asked carefully, "Mom, what if someone attacks Mr. Olivier?"

"Huh?" The mother was startled. "That gentleman must have a lot of people protecting him. We don't need to worry about him."

"Wasn't there news about a supernatural being a few days ago?"

"If we have the ability, we would naturally hope to protect Mr. Olivier."

"But what if there is retaliation?" Abu knew very well that what his mother taught him was not to meddle in other people's affairs.

The mother looked at Abu seriously and said, "Abu, we have been avoiding problems and troubles in the past, but we failed in the end. When I was shot, I realized that if no one creates a stable environment for us, security is just wishful thinking."

"To protect Mr. Olivier is to protect ourselves."

Upon hearing this, Ab felt completely relieved.

"My God!"

The screams of the patient attracted the mother and son. When they turned their eyes back to the TV, they found that a man had broken into the camera from nowhere. With a calm expression, he grabbed Olivier's neck with one hand and pressed him on the podium.

The man's appearance slowly changed, and in just a few seconds, he turned into an old man.

It was El.

"Mom, I need to leave for a while." Abten stood up and said goodbye to his mother.

The mother made some guesses that she herself could not believe. She stretched out her hand, then slowly retracted it and nodded gently: "Don't worry about me, child."

Taking a deep breath, Abu ran to the corridor and jumped directly towards the window.

Amid people's exclamations, he fell into the earth like a drop of water falling into the sea, without making a splash, and was swallowed up by the earth, disappearing without a trace.

Piazza del Tro.

Seeing his "assistant" suddenly come on stage and attack him, Olivier knew that this person was the extraordinary person.

But I didn't expect that he also had the ability to transform.

“Keep broadcasting.”

El leaned closer to the microphone and looked at the cameraman who seemed a little overwhelmed.

"Listen to him. Mr. Olivier said that no matter what happens, the live broadcast should not be interrupted." The person in charge of the live broadcast looked at the screen with a serious face and directed the camera.

Several cameramen near the square had no choice but to keep their positions steady and continue aiming at the screen.

"Mr. Olivier, when you were carelessly formulating policies in the Palais de Delfort, I wonder if you ever thought about how many people had lost their families and homes and were left with nothing because of you." El looked at this big shot who was once out of his reach, and loosened his hand around his neck a little, allowing him to at least speak.

"Ahem..." Olivier coughed a few times, breathing heavily, "I don't think I'm causing a tragedy. I know why you're angry, but you can't attribute an isolated incident to an entire group."

"No, you don't."

El shook his head slowly, exerting a little force, and Olivier could no longer breathe, his entire face flushed red.

"We can't wait any longer, let the sniper shoot!" In the on-site military command room, the staff officer said excitedly while looking at the screen.

"Sir, I have given an order. If we fail to stop that extraordinary person, we should wait until he dies before taking action." The commander shook his head.

"How could there be such an order?" The staff officer was stunned, but when he thought about it carefully, was he using his own life to highlight the other party's evil?
Or are you sure you won't die? Take a chance?
On the court, El finally suppressed his murderous intent and relaxed the strength in his hands.

"It is you who are doing whatever it takes to win votes and profits, without caring about the lives of local people like us."

"Immigration brings only death, chaos and disaster!"

"This is Gaul, the Gaul of the Gauls! This is the Gaul favored by God, not a country where any rubbish can become a citizen!"

Olivier was a little weak, but he still tried his best to say: "The problem can be solved. This is the pain that must be endured for the country to continue in the future. We may have selfish motives, but it is also because we can see far enough! I am doing this for the country and for the future!"

"No, you just want your offspring to continue stepping on everyone else. As for who is stepping on, why would you care? Haha, labor pains? They are so light, but for me and other people who suffer from it, it is excruciating. I will let you have a taste of this feeling."

El's tone began to become calm, but the murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger.

Something unexpected happened at this moment.

A long-accumulated spike suddenly pierced through the podium and scratched the arm that El was holding Olivier, cutting his clothes and skin, leaving a deep blood mark and heading towards his head!

El's eyes narrowed and he quickly dodged the sharp thorn that could have hurt him.

In the blink of an eye when he loosened his grip on Olivier, a semicircular stone wall broke and rose between them, and the next moment, the stone wall had completely separated the two of them.

Abu was breathing heavily, covered in dust, mud and sweat, and slowly rising from the ground behind El.

El didn't waste any time like before and rushed directly towards Abu.

Boom!
The hastily erected low-density mud and stone wall failed to block the opponent's angry punch and turned into rubble on the ground.

Taking advantage of this brief opportunity to block his vision, Abu grasped a high-density stone knife that he had condensed in advance and stabbed it towards the opponent's heart.

El held down Abu's arm that was stabbing at him.

"Harden, fly!"

In his other hand, a magic wand flashed.

Since your ability is to control the earth, I won't let you touch the ground.

Holding Abu tightly, he soared into the sky.

All that was left was the mess and the chaotic people.

"Sir! Sir!"

"I-I'm fine."

"Medical staff! Come here quickly!"

Olivier gently touched the seven or eight meter high stone wall in front of him, raised his head, and tried his best to see their situation.

"They flew towards the tower."

"Sir, should we activate the air defense system?"

Olivier was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head and rejected the proposal: "We can find a way to deal with El, but as for that young man, try to protect him."

　Thanks to "Husky on the Road" for the tip
　　Thanks to "One-eyed Cremator" for the reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)