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Looking down at Jamal before him, Borsalino spoke slowly.

"Judging from your expression, you want to take the caravan back to the capital, right? It just so happens that I also want to go to the capital."

"If you don't mind, how about giving this old man a ride?"

Faced with Borsalino slowly approaching him, would Jamal dare to say no?

"Not at all, not at all. It is an honor for our caravan to have such strength and willingness to travel with us to the capital. By the way, may I ask what your name is, where you live, and what you do?"

Forcing a smile, Jamal could only manage a smile that looked more like a grimace as he asked the other person.

"I am Borsalino, and I live on the border of the Empire. I don't need to tell you what I did before, and you don't need to know much more about me. But don't worry, I'm a good man and I generally won't do anything to you."

So, does that mean you would actually do something outside of normal circumstances?

Jamal felt a wave of despair wash over him.

Looking at this face in front of me, he doesn't look like a good person at all...

"Enough with the nonsense. I've driven away those who attacked you. Go back and have them continue their journey."

"I expect to see the caravan arrive in the capital by noon tomorrow at the latest."

Borsalino's voice came through. Although he was with the caravan, Takahashi Yu still wanted him to get to the capital as soon as possible. Therefore, considering the remaining distance between the caravan and the capital, Borsalino set a bottom line.

Judging from the current distance, even including the time to rest tonight, it should be enough time to reach the capital before noon tomorrow. On the way, I can also take down a few more dangerous species according to the requirements of the main body.

What can Jamal say about this? He went out to buy a batch of goods, only to be robbed. And even after being rescued, the thief was still quite rude.

Judging from his attitude just now, it's clear he's suddenly been given a powerful backer.

Jamal has amassed a fortune throughout his life, is a heartless and wicked man, and has bullied men and women. Is he finally getting his comeuppance today?

Helpless and concerned for his own life, Jamal had no choice but to obediently return to direct the caravan and speed up their journey.

Perhaps this ruthless person was just passing by and left on their own once they arrived in the capital?

千',寻;小':说:!!资?源!;;群;.;2!5,,5;?.,5!??9":5'3;;,0',0第12章:从心的贾迈勒,学院内的异常

The next day, at noon, a long caravan slowly entered the capital through the city gate.

The soldiers guarding the city gates, upon seeing the insignia on the caravan, showed no sign of difficulty and immediately allowed it to pass.

And so the entire caravan entered the capital. One part escorted the goods to the storage place, while the rest followed the lead carriage all the way to a luxurious mansion.

"Lord Borsalino, we've arrived at the capital. What do you think..."

Jumping down from the lead carriage, Jamal cautiously looked at Borsalino beside him and asked in a low voice.

"Your caravans are quite good. From today onwards, you will listen to me."

Borsalino pushed up his reflective monorimmed glasses, looked down at Jamal, and spoke slowly.

Upon hearing this, Jamal's face immediately showed a bitter smile. His expression struggled for a few moments before he finally shook his head helplessly.

"Yes, Lord Borsalino, I understand."

If it had been a day earlier, and someone had brazenly asked for his caravan, he would have thought the person was crazy and had them dragged into the slums and beaten to death.

Even when Borsalino had just rescued their caravan yesterday, Jamal would have argued his case against such a request, or agreed temporarily and then thought of another solution after returning to the capital.

After all, Jamal was a miser, and had previously valued money more than his own life.

But recalling the journey to the capital from morning until noon, the dangerous species that this person had kicked to death one by one, and the ferocious scene when a fierce special-grade dangerous species tried to escape and was kicked to pieces by the other party with a flash of light, Jamal finally chose to give in.

What would it be like to kick a mountain to pieces? Having witnessed it firsthand, Jamal didn't believe that anyone in the entire capital, or even the entire empire, could be a match for this monster.

All that talk about being greedy for money, in the end, it turns out that life is more important than money.

Seeing that the other party was so sensible, Borsalino did not make things difficult for him, but instead asked, "What is your influence in the capital? How large is your caravan? Do you have any competitors?"

Upon hearing this, Jamal's expression immediately became proud.

"Your Excellency, I am the largest oil merchant in the capital, and my caravan is one of the largest in the entire capital. The caravan we were on was just one of many others. I have dispatched many other caravans to transport goods to other places, and they are expected to return to the capital in about a week."

"As for competitors... I am not very capable. There are only two or three other oil companies in the entire capital. They can only survive in front of me by banding together. They are not worth fearing."

"In that case, we should quickly swallow up those competitors, monopolize all the oil business in the capital, and then find a way to expand the business, raise funds, and await my orders."

"Just tell me if you encounter any problems during this period. I only have one requirement, and that is efficiency."

"Yes, I understand."

Jamal nodded, indicating that he understood.

"In addition, you will still manage the business on the surface. As for me, you can find me a sinecure to keep things under wraps."

Borsalino said it again.

Besides expanding his influence in the capital according to his original body's orders, Borsalino also did not forget his own exclusive role-playing mission.

Having been in this world for about two days, Borsalino has barely managed to raise his acting prowess to 40% through imitation of words and actions. But that's not enough. It becomes increasingly difficult to raise his acting prowess in this way, and the main method for raising his acting prowess is still through exclusive acting tasks.

Therefore, Borsalino, the clone, ordered the other party to find him a sinecure that would allow him to both mimic behavior and complete his own role-playing task, which was similar to clocking in at work every day.

Jamal didn't understand what that meant, but he nodded nonetheless.

"I will arrange it immediately."

......

Meanwhile, in the real world, while Borsalino's clone was expanding his influence in the capital as planned, Takahashi Yu encountered some trouble.

"Class dismissed!"

As the lunch break bell rang, the teachers packed up their textbooks and left, while the remaining students either got up and went to the cafeteria together, or chatted with their friends while taking out their lunch boxes from their bags or desks.

"Takahashi-kun, would you like to have lunch together?"

Beside her, Kato Megumi took out a bento box from the desk and asked Takahashi Yu, who was sitting next to her.

"No problem, let's go together then."

Thinking back, it seemed that she hadn't made any plans to have dinner with the other members of the student council. Since Kato Megumi next to her had extended an invitation, Takahashi Yu simply didn't refuse.

"Then let's go to the playground."

Shuchiin Academy covers a large area, with many cherry blossom trees and benches along the paths beside the playground. The environment is beautiful, cool, and well-ventilated, making it a favorite spot for students during their lunch break.

However, that place is usually frequented by couples, so it might be a bit awkward for someone to go there alone. But considering Kato Megumi's presence, it seems like it doesn't matter where you go.

Takahashi Yu had no objection to this, and the two picked up their lunchboxes and left the classroom.

As he walked down the corridor, many classmates greeted Takahashi Yu, and quite a few even invited him to lunch. However, Takahashi Yu simply responded to each of them and politely declined.

Kato Megumi, standing beside him, simply watched silently, showing no displeasure despite being ignored by everyone, remaining calm throughout.

She was aware of her own existence, so it wasn't strange that she was ignored. In her entire life, only Takahashi Yu had ever been able to ignore her special constitution.

She understood Takahashi Yu's character; once she had agreed to her request, it was impossible for her to abandon her and accept someone else's invitation.

However, after declining all the classmates' invitations, as the two passed a corner, Takahashi Yu's gaze suddenly changed.

"What's wrong, Takahashi-kun?"

Kato Megumi, who was standing to the side, did not notice Takahashi Yu's change. When she saw him suddenly stop at the corner, she was a little puzzled.

Following the gaze, one can see that on the other side of the corner is the area leading to the club activity room. Since there are many clubs at Shuji Academy, this area occupies a very large space.

Takahashi Yu shook her head and handed her bento to Kato Megumi.

"Sorry, Kato-kun, I suddenly remembered something I need to take care of. You can take your bento and wait for me over there. It shouldn't take long. I'll come find you as soon as I'm done."

"Is it about club activities?"

After receiving Takahashi Yu's bento, Kato Megumi did not express any dissatisfaction with Takahashi Yu's departure halfway through the meal; she simply inquired with slight concern.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious, it'll be fine in a little while."

Waving his hand to indicate that he was alright, Takahashi Yu strode towards the corridor where the clubroom was located.

Chapter 13: The Vengeful Spirit Possessing Eriri

Upon entering the area where the clubroom was located, Takahashi Yu glanced around.

The situation here is unusual. If he wasn't mistaken, the passageway leading to the clubroom, and even the area he's in now, is shrouded in a faint, lingering resentment.

According to Takahashi Yu's judgment, vengeful spirits have probably been born here, and there are more than one of them.

The problem is that, given the current state of the real world, the rate at which vengeful spirits are born is extremely slow, let alone the birth of multiple vengeful spirits at once. You know, he was in this area of ​​the clubroom yesterday, and there were no unusual phenomena here at that time.

If it were just a vengeful spirit, Takahashi Yu wouldn't care, but the rate at which this vengeful spirit was being created was clearly abnormal.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Takahashi Yu followed the direction from which a wisp of resentment was extending and walked towards its source.

It was lunchtime, and many club members would come to the clubroom to have lunch. So Takahashi Yu didn't make a big fuss, but quietly passed by until she stopped in front of a source of resentment.

"Killer Queen, First Bomb!"

A pink cat stand appeared behind Takahashi Yu, its hand suddenly reaching forward and grabbing a vengeful spirit that was hovering and clinging to a potted plant.

A silent explosion and a burst of light erupted. The captured vengeful spirit didn't even have a chance to scream before it was blasted into a cloud of black mist by the Killer Queen's power.

Without attracting the attention of any other club members, from their perspective, Takahashi Yu simply stopped to admire the bonsai for a moment before walking away.

Following the same method, Takahashi Yu eliminated the vengeful spirits in several other places by following the flow of resentment, and then looked at the densest wisp of resentment among all of them.

"Judging from this, this should be the big fish."

Following the direction of the source, Takahashi Yu finally stopped in front of a club room.

In the classroom?

Previously, the vengeful spirits were either in the corridor or hiding in some secluded corners, but this time, the vengeful spirits unexpectedly hid in the clubroom.

I looked up at the club's name; it was the art club. I wondered what their goal was based on this time...

However, this time it seems we can't keep a low profile.

Meanwhile, inside the art department classroom.

Eriri felt somewhat uneasy.

Ever since her father brought her a videotape last night, she has felt like something is watching her. This terrified Eriri, who is usually quite timid, and she barely slept last night.