The three surviving "Six-Arms" members did not hesitate at all when they heard this question.
"Live…"
"Live!"
"Live…"
Weak voices rang out almost at the same time.
The most powerful department head, Zero, was killed so easily, and Davernoch and Mamvist also died one after another.
They thought they would be killed too, but who would have thought they would actually survive?
"My lord, I don't want to die."
The "Phantom Demon" Succulent was lying in a pool of blood. The fear of death and the cold feeling of continuous blood loss made his whole body twitch and tremble from time to time.
The blood-stained arm slowly and feebly reached out, trying to touch the corner of Minori's black robe.
"Save me... save me, I will do anything..."
Minori raised his foot, walked in front of the three, stretched out his arm from his black robe, and gently brushed it across the three's bodies.
In an instant!
The curse power that was entangled with the three was dispelled.
The two "Phantom Demons," Peshurian and Succulent, felt their bodies relax, and the bleeding from their wounds was obviously curbed.
This method of removing curse power lingering in the enemy's body was discovered by Minori when he was fighting and communicating with the "King of War," Go Jin, in the Baharuth Empire.
This was his strength.
Releasing and controlling one's own power was part of mastering one's profession.
In this real world, the abilities of professions are not rigid and fixed as in games. This is most evident in the high-level profession "Magic Swordsman."
Swish!
Minori took out a bottle of regeneration potion and sprinkled it on the three, who seemed to be breathing in more than out.
Simple treatment.
The three "Phantom Demons," Peshurian, Succulent, and Edstrom, finally regained some strength and stood up weakly, staggeringly.
Night was falling.
Under the illumination of stars and moonlight, a huge bone dragon with a silver glow and the breath of death cast a shadow that enveloped the three.
They looked up.
Looking at the mysterious figure wrapped in a black robe standing under the bone dragon, the three "Six-Arms" shuddered all over and quickly lowered their heads, fear and horror on their faces.
The arrogance and pride they had originally possessed were completely gone at this moment.
"My lord, what do you need from us?"
The pale, tall, thin face of the "Phantom Demon" Succulent was filled with flattery and fawning as he spoke first.
He knew clearly that the powerful mysterious man in front of him did not kill them, and it was definitely not due to a sudden burst of kindness.
Minori glanced at the "Phantom Demon" Peshurian , the weakest among the six arms, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth under his hood.
"Bring that head here," Minori said.
The "Phantom Demon" Succulent was stunned for a moment, then quickly took a step forward, not caring about the severe pain from the wound on his body, and picked up Zero's head.
The terrifyingly powerful Zero died just like that.
Succulent was a little dazed but mostly filled with deep fear.
"Succulent Zero did not die in my hands, but in your hands," Minori said to Succulent. "I think the Eight Fingers' security department won't mind the appearance of a more powerful minister."
Simple words calmed the air.
Obviously, none of the three were fools, and they quickly realized the meaning of Minori's words.
"Space Slasher" Peshurian and "Blood Moon Scimitar" Edstrom exchanged glances, regret flashing in their eyes.
And Succulent, trembling, held Zero's head. He naturally understood what this meant.
As the weakest of the six arms, Succulent knew that no one would believe he had killed Zero.
But so what?
Each department of "Eight Fingers" was independent of each other. No matter how much doubt or opposition other department heads might have, one thing was certain.
That is, the powerful "Fighting Demon" Zero, who was killed by an even more powerful person!
The Eight Fingers was an underground force that even undead beings could join, so it would not reject the inclusion of someone stronger than Zero.
Even if this person's identity was questionable.
"Sir, Succulent is willing to serve you."
The "Phantom Demon" Succulent quickly knelt on the ground, pressed his head heavily on the grass, and spoke excitedly to Minori.
As long as he had the support of this powerful and mysterious lord, he would no longer fear others trying to claim the position of head of the security department.
Minori glanced at the other two.
"Blood Moon Scimitar" Edstrom and "Space Slasher" Peshurian, no matter how much they regretted it, could only quickly say: "We will assist Succulent."
Minori nodded.
He walked to the dead "Thousand Killers" Malmvist and picked up the rose-like rapier from his body.
"Someone will come here tomorrow with this sword. She is the new Thousand Killers."
Minori said this and jumped onto the bone dragon.
Boom!
The bone dragon flapped its wings, creating waves of air, and disappeared into the night.
Until Minori left completely.
The three on the lawn relaxed slightly.
The "Phantom Demon" Succulent, who had been lying on the ground, stood up and looked at the other two with excitement and pride in his eyes.
"I'll be inconvenienced by you two in the future."
Succulent did not try to hide the smugness in his tone.
He had been worried at first.
But now, the new "Thousand Killers," mentioned by the mysterious adult, was obviously the adult's real subordinate. The other's joining would only benefit him, not harm him.
...
Inside the small hotel.
Imina's amber eyes were filled with worry. She looked out the window from time to time but couldn't see anything in the dark night.
"Your master has left, but you're really not worried at all." Imina suppressed her irritability and looked at the little evil dog lying on the floor.
The little evil dog raised its eyelids and turned its head to one side, ignoring Imina's intention.
Seeing this action, Imina's eyelids twitched, and she took a deep breath.
"I heard that the horns and bone chains on the evil dog's head are both excellent magical materials. If I sell you, you should be worth a lot of money," Imina said with gritted teeth.
"Oh."
The little evil dog paused, immediately raised its head, and looked at Imina cautiously.
"Oh."
Imina chuckled.
Ding! Ding!
Just then, there was a knock on the door from outside the room.
Before Imina could react, the little evil dog had already climbed up from the ground, controlled the bone chain on its body, wrapped it around the door handle, and pulled hard.
With a "click," the door opened.
Imina straightened her back, her worried look disappearing, and she put on a cold and expressionless face.
"I thought you wouldn't come back until dawn. Looks like things didn't go well," Imina glanced at Minori, raised her slender arms, and hugged them across her chest, speaking lightly.
The little evil dog looked at the door opening.
Minori reached out and patted the little evil dog's head, then pulled down the hood covering his head and revealed a smile.
"No."
"It went much more smoothly than I expected."
Minori took out the rose rapier and threw it to Imina. "A gift for you."
"Gift?"
Imina was visibly startled and subconsciously took the rose rapier.
This was a pure silver rapier with a blooming rose on the hilt. The whole sword faintly shone with magical light, and it was also a magic weapon.
Imina's insights as a worker told her that the price of this magic weapon was definitely not something she could afford.
Minori briefly introduced the capabilities of this rapier.
In addition to being made entirely of mithril, the sword was also endowed with two magics: "Meat Grinding" and "Assassination Expert."
One can twist the surrounding muscles the moment it pierces the flesh, and the other can magnify small wounds.
Simply put, as long as you're stabbed by the sword, even a simple scratch will turn into a serious injury. It's a very dangerous stabbing weapon.
Imina, who has a guerrilla profession and is good at flexible combat, is very suitable for such weapons.
For Minori, this weapon wasn't very valuable, and the magical abilities attached to it paled compared to the power of the curse.
"Are you sure this is a gift, not a reward?"
Imina held the rose rapier and took a deep breath, with a hint of emotion in her voice that she wasn't even aware of.
"From tomorrow on, you'll be 'Thousand Cuts,' one of the six-armed members of 'Eight Fingers.' This is your reward."
Minori spread his hands and said, "Of course, you also know that I'll be away for a while, so I'll have to trouble you to completely control the Security Department, one of the Eight Fingers' departments."
Imina looked at Minori with astonishment, as if to say, "Are you kidding me?"
After a while, seeing no joking on Minori's face, Imina's throat moved a few times.
"Oh."
Imina stared at the rose rapier in her hand, her amber eyes flickering as she muttered:
"I knew your reward wouldn't be that simple."
The man in front of her was indeed not that simple.
Slight silence.
"Why give it to me?" Imina suddenly asked back.
"Because you are a half-elf," Minori didn't hide anything.
"I see."
Imina nodded, picked up the rose rapier, and walked out the door. Her purple twin ponytails swayed with her movements.
"Just don't worry about me making a mess."
As the words fell, the door closed again.
Minori stretched his body and said, "The preliminary arrangements for the Kingdom of Re-Esteze are basically completed. The next step is to consider our own affairs."
He was indeed not worried about any problems on Imina's side.
Whether it is the "Phantom Demon" Succulent or the new "Thousand Killers" Imina, all of what they master comes from him.
The real root is "strength."
Once you understand this, many things will become much simpler.
Minori couldn't wait to open the property panel and look at the information on it.
Buzz—
"I have discovered the occupational skill 'Totem Possession,' which requires the mid-level occupation 'Shaman Mentor.' There is no prerequisite occupation; 6 skill points required..."
"The 'Genius' profession has been activated. The transformation from 'Genius → Shaman' has been completed. The learning conditions are met. Do you want to consume 3 skill points to learn it?"
"Study." Minori muttered to himself.
…
Occupation: Shaman
Level: Intermediate Occupation
Ability Effect:
Passive: "Soul Guide": You can see the souls of dead creatures, especially the creatures you are staring at, whose souls will exist for a longer time.
Occupational Skills: Totem Possession
(Note: Each time you level up, your HP, physical attack, and physical defense will increase by 10 points.)
Introduction: You can sense the flow of energy in nature and the power of the heart and soul of creatures. Therefore, you firmly believe that totems will give you powerful power.