[You have chosen as a Lord! By the SSS Ranked Cosmic Policing System!] [Congratulations! Host had been rewarded with Mythic Assault Rifle: AK117 Gothic Slayer!] [Congratulations! Host has received Mythic Carriage: Hell Scape Police Cruiser!] [Congratulations! Host has received Mythic Sniper: DL Q33 Nether Devils Kiss!] Roy Vanders died in the line of duty. He woke up as one of Earth’s chosen Lords. Others got castles, fortresses, and floating islands. He got… a run-down police outpost. With the SSS Cosmic Policing System in hand, he must recruit, train, and expand his force before the three-year planetary shield falls and the predators of Acrana descend. Corrupt heroes? Arrested. Slick villains? Arrested. Gods, monsters, and other Lords? They’d better pray they’re not breaking the law. In a world where power is everything, he’s about to prove that justice still has teeth. ... A figure clung tightly to his cell bars, screaming, “How dare you guys put me here!” “What sort of nonsense is this? Do you know who I am? I am Zotz, the level 91 Lord of Tier 7 territory — Hellscape!” “Do you think these fragile bars can hold me?” Zotz yelled furiously, attempting to pull the bars apart. Suddenly, a voice came from the cell beside him. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you…” “Who dares—” Zotz’s words choked in his throat as the owner of the voice stepped into view. “Y-you’re Gunther… the Devil-Slaying Knight!” he stuttered in shock. How could such a being end up here? Scratch that—who dared claim they could cage a man who had long surpassed mortality and stepped past level 100? Seeing the question and terror in his eyes, Gunther shrugged. “I was caught human trafficking and arrested,” he said nonchalantly. “W-what? Arrested?” Zotz muttered in disbelief. Since humans ascended to Acrana, the words arrest and police had long lost their meaning. From the other side, another voice broke the silence. “I was arrested because my mount was moving too fast in what was dubbed a civilian zone.” "Tch! the bastard fined me with a speeding ticket of six million gold and i couldn't pay on time... and i ended up here." “Oh my god! Asterion the Devil Rider!” Zotz saw the speaker and clamored in shock. Suddenly, he didn’t feel so rebellious anymore… If such figures could be caged here helplessly, then who was he?
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