Demigod Mage in America

Upon hearing Raine's request, Yuki blushed slightly, not from embarrassment, but from anger.

"Are you insulting me?" Although her vessel was shattered and she could not use her abilities, it did not mean that she was a weak woman who could be trampled on at will.

Renn laughed, a bright, radiant laugh, like a hunter watching his prey walk into a trap: "Of course not. Once you put this chain on, the knife is yours."

In business, the nature of the business is to start with exorbitant prices and then negotiate them down to a reasonable cost.

If Yukihime had put the chain on from the beginning, she definitely wouldn't have agreed. But if Raine's demand was to close the club...

Her first reaction would definitely be to refuse, which would give him room to bargain.

Then he asked Yuki to spend the night with him, a request that no one would agree to unless the other party was a prostitute.

With those two points in mind, it's perfectly reasonable for Ryan to then request that the dog be leashed.

In particular, he offered to give the other party the Yamato sword.

Sure enough, upon hearing Rein's words, Yuki suddenly stopped refusing.

Seeing this, Asou Ren prepared to raise her pistol and aim it at Ryan.

But then Raine suddenly drew his sword and slashed through the air.

The next moment, a rift appeared in front of him.

Space has been torn apart!

Through the purple crack, Yukihime and Asou Ren stood opposite.

"This knife's power is separation," Renn chuckled. "Separation, everything."

As soon as Ryan finished speaking, the pistol in Asou Ren's hand was split in two, but her hand was unharmed.

This sudden turn of events startled the two women, causing them to shrink back and take several steps back.

"It can separate not only objects, but also space." Before Renn finished speaking, the Yamato in his hand suddenly split into two short blades.

He slid to the side, and instantly another crack appeared, this time larger, big enough for one person to pass through.

Raine strode in, and then suddenly two knives appeared behind the two women, held to their snow-white necks.

"Reason and desire, memory and soul." The man's breath sent chills down their spines and made them tremble all over.

Raine sheathed his knife, took a half step back, and as a rift opened, he reappeared in front of the two of them.

"So, Miss Yukihime, are you really not going to consider it? Just nod your head, and this sword is yours."

"You... you just casually gave away a weapon like this?" Yuki's eyes flashed with suspicion. She didn't believe that anyone would casually give away such a powerful weapon.

Renn smiled faintly, and the two short swords merged into one, the long, narrow blade reappearing in his hand.

With a thought, the blade of the Yama Blade burst into blue flames, and phantom swords formed of flames appeared around him.

The prototype of this knife is based on Virgil's weapon from Devil May Cry. Although it cannot turn people into demons, it retains its basic functions.

"Guess what, do you think I have a second, a third, or even... a fourth weapon like this?"

Yuki's heart sank. She had just considered snatching the weapon from Rein's hand, but the knife was too strange.

His friend, in particular, was exceptionally capable.

No wonder Rein, despite his mediocre strength, dared to swagger out that knife.

So now Yukihime only has two choices.

One is one's own dignity, the other is...

Now she finally understood why that knife had attracted her.

She can separate any object; to her, it is an amplifier that can amplify her power countless times.

So how should we choose?

Asou Ren, who had expected Yukihime to refuse outright, waited for a long time but never heard those words, so she turned her head to look.

"Yuki?" Her voice trembled slightly, afraid of hearing something unacceptable from her best friend.

"Koi-chan... Watashi..."

"No!"

But Yuki ignored her and turned to Rein instead: "Is it okay if I just put it on?"

Renn nodded and then handed over the iron chain in his hand.

Yukihime tremblingly accepted the cuffs, and despite Asou Ren's repeated attempts to dissuade her, she slowly moved them toward her neck.

Her face was pale, her hands were trembling, but she exuded a resolute air.

*Snap!* The sound of handcuffs being put on echoed, followed by what sounded like something breaking.

"Alright, can I have that knife now?" Yuki said coldly, her tone much more natural than before.

Once the chains were on, she seemed to have a change of heart, almost as if she had given up on herself. She straightened her back and stopped hunching over.

Yes, that's right. Toys are better when they move; they're less fun if they don't move!

While thinking to himself, Raine tossed the Yamato Blade to her, a blade that had originally been intended for her.

After finishing, he turned and left with Number One and David without saying much.

Only Yukihime and Asou Ren remained silent.

Is it worth it?

"Love, you don't understand what it's like to lose your power."

Aso Ren watched Yukihime caressing the Enma sword with such seriousness, as if it were not a sword, but her most intimate lover.

Power... Yes, she has no power, so how could she understand that feeling?

For the first time, Ren Aso felt a desire to pursue power.

Meanwhile, Ryan took Number 1 and David back to the car.

"Boss, where to now?"

"Go to 96 West Street, I have something to take care of."

Don't let David's assumptions fool you. He sensed that Ryan's expression was a bit troubled, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions. At that moment, he turned the key and started the van.

Just as Rennes got into the van to leave, on the other side...

West 96th Street in Manhattan is a secluded alleyway nestled between Central Park West and Madison Avenue.

The four men covered their mouths and noses with scarves and put on soft woolen hats, completely obscuring most of their faces.

"Go in, take the money as soon as you get there, and then leave. That old woman lives alone."

"Also, watch out for her dog, if necessary..." The man who spoke ran his thumb across his throat, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"Boss, you think this woman is very rich?"

"Yes, her husband served in the 1st Cavalry Division and brought back a sum of money during the war. He later committed suicide due to PTSD. So as long as we get our hands on this old woman's money, we won't have to continue this business."

Upon hearing this, everyone else stared in disbelief.

The 1st Cavalry Division! That's an air force unit, and the soldiers were survivors of the Vietnam War; their families must have had considerable savings.

They had just come out of the Metropolitan Correctional Center and had no money on them.

So when they hear that there is such a fat sheep now, a lonely old man living alone, who is rich.

This was practically prey made for them.

What they didn't know was that the old man had a woman living in his home, along with her daughter.

Her husband's name is Toby.

He traded himself for the happiness of his wife and daughters in their lower bodies.