I, the spiritual mentor of beautiful girls from all over the world

“Yes.” Sazex tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a rhythmic sound.

“That guy Azazel was really accurate with his analogy back then—'fishing'.”

His gaze became distant.

"Now it seems that the other party's actions are far more complicated than simply 'fishing'."

"The first step is to precisely 'capture' a wild cat with great potential that is in dire straits right under our noses."

"The second step is not imprisonment or attrition, but 'taming'. In just ten days, in ways we cannot comprehend, we will hone this wild cat into an incomparably sharp sword."

"Although the report from the Nabelius family head is full of subjective conjecture, his description of the fighting style is accurate."

“Then, the third step is ‘release’.” Sazex’s lips curled into a smile that no one could decipher.

"Put this sharpened sword back into the underworld, and let it freely cut down the enemy it hates most."

He paused for a moment, looked at Gurefia, and asked the most crucial question.

“Greefia, tell me, what exactly does this ‘god’ hiding behind the scenes want to do?”

"...Is this a show of force against our underworld? Or is this just some kind of experiment, with the Naberius family merely the first whetstone He uses to test the sharpness of His blade?"

3.3 This is a question that even the wise Gurefia could not answer.

“That’s why,” Sazex leaned back on his throne, his thoughtful gaze turning into a resolute one.

"We cannot passively wait for the other party to play their next card."

"Black Song's sister, White Sound, is now at the center of the entire game, the eye of the storm. Placing her under our wings is both protection and a test."

He needed a nearby vantage point to probe the true intentions of the mastermind behind it all.

At this moment, he remembered the files about the Black Song Sisters, the original owner of the house who was killed, and there seemed to be many unresolved questions behind them.

It now appears that this pool of water is much deeper than I imagined.

The communication crystal has been reconnected.

"Lord Naberius, I understand your feelings."

Sazex’s voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

"However, the handling of Hei Ge requires careful consideration."

"I cannot easily mobilize the power of the entire underworld before the matter has been thoroughly investigated."

"But, Lord Demon King!"

"enough."

Sazex interrupted him.

"To prevent the situation from escalating further, and to protect your family's bloodline."

"Kuroka's younger sister, Shiro, will be temporarily placed under the care of the Gremory family."

"What?!" The head of the Nabelius family was struck dumb. He wanted to refuse, but when he saw Sazex's cold eyes, all the words stuck in his throat.

Faced with absolute power and strength, all his schemes seemed utterly ridiculous.

"This is an order."

Communication was thus cut off.

The patriarch of the Naberius family slumped in his chair, his magnificent robes soaked with cold sweat.

He knew that his family's only remaining and most important "experimental subject" was gone.

And the underworld is about to undergo a major change.

……

At the same time, in the deepest dungeon of Naberius's household.

The small town of Tacheng was relocated here.

Chapter 93: The kitten has to work harder if it wants a reward.

At the same time, in the deepest dungeon of Naberius's household.

The kitten (Baiyin) from Tacheng, who was moved here, is curled up in a cold corner, hugging her knees.

Suddenly, she felt a sudden, inexplicable heart palpitation.

Deep within my blood, a faint, familiar yet strange throbbing sensation arose.

That's my sister's scent.

But in this aura, besides the anger and sorrow she was familiar with, there seemed to be something else.

Some unsettling, chilling... murderous intent.

"elder sister……"

She buried her face in her knees and murmured softly.

……

Dimensional Rift

The World's Safe Haven.

Lynn sat under the eaves, leisurely sipping his tea.

On the stone table in front of him lay a piece of arm armor lying quietly.

This is the first "collection" that Hei Ge presented.

A dark figure materialized before Lynn, and Hei Ge knelt on one knee, head bowed, respectfully awaiting his master's judgment.

Lynn didn't even glance at her; he simply extended his finger and lightly touched the arm armor.

"Hmm, the quality is too low. It's probably the lowest grade of artifact."

He commented lazily, as if he were saying the weather was nice today.

"However, as an appetizer, it's barely acceptable."

Hearing the word "qualified," Hei Ge's tense body relaxed slightly.

An indescribable sense of satisfaction welled up from the bottom of his heart, even overshadowing the pleasure of revenge.

Gaining the owner's approval is more important than anything else.

Lynn did not immediately tell her to get up, but instead walked from under the eaves to her.

Hei Ge lowered her head and could see the hem of her master's casual pants stop in her line of sight. Her heart began to beat faster for no reason, with a hint of nervousness and anticipation.

A hand reached out.

Kuroka subconsciously assumed it would be a rewarding pat on the head.

However, the hand went around her hair.

With his long, slender fingers, he gently pinched the tip of her slightly trembling black cat ear with an irresistible force, and then gently rubbed it with his fingertips.

"Woo~!"

A soft hum, completely out of control and with a slightly sweet, trembling tone, escaped from deep within Hei Ge's throat.

Her body stiffened instantly, and a strange, tingling sensation, like an electric current, shot down from the tips of her ears and swept through her entire body, leaving her feeling as if all her strength had been drained away.

Her cheeks, at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly blushed with a beautiful rosy hue.

"Well done."

Lynn's voice came lazily from above her head, as if the action that had almost made her soul leave her body was just an ordinary reward.

"Get up."

It wasn't until Lynn let go that Hei Ge snapped out of her daze. She stood up from the ground, her limbs almost trembling, and didn't even dare to lift her head.

The flames of revenge still burned brightly in her golden eyes.

But deep within the flames, a thin layer of water rose, carrying a hint of scalding dampness.

She had completely fallen in love with this feeling.

Transforming into the master's claws, it precisely tears open the enemy's throat, then respectfully presents the spoils before him.

—And then she received her master's irresistible and unique "reward".

……

“Master,” she looked up, her golden cat eyes gleaming with longing.

"Where's the next target, meow?!"

"Don't worry."

Lynn sat back down under the eaves, his gaze falling on the Tyrant's Arm.

Hei Ge followed his gaze and held his breath.

She had a feeling that something she couldn't understand might happen next.

Lynn raised his left hand.

There were no earth-shattering magical fluctuations, nor any incantations.

His palms were covered with a faint, eerie light that seemed to devour light.

The eerie light wasn't dazzling, but it was as profound as the singularity of the universe, sending an instinctive shiver down Heige's spine.

【God's Left Hand - Gandalf】.

A dim light enveloped the arm armor on the stone table.

The sturdy artifact, crafted from an unknown metal and capable of withstanding attacks from high-level demons, let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

The ominous patterns on its surface began to twist and dissolve, and the substances that make it up were being decomposed from the most basic level.

It neither turned into powder nor melted into liquid.

Instead, it was directly reduced to the purest, shimmering runes of law and energy particles.

This was a sight that Heige had never seen before.

The essence of the artifact—fragments of world rules organized by the God of the Bible—was laid bare before her eyes.

This is no longer just destruction.

This is... deconstruction!

It is a higher-dimensional being that has absolute dominion over lower-dimensional creations!

The next second, the radiant runes of law, as if drawn by some absolute command, transformed into a dazzling stream of light and were all absorbed by Lynn's glowing left hand.

The whole process was eerily quiet.

When the last ray of light disappeared from Lynn's palm, the stone table was empty, as if the arm armor had never existed.

Inside the courtyard, only Hei Ge's heavy breathing could be heard.

She stared blankly at Lynn's hand, which had returned to its normal skin color, her mind completely blank.

She finally understood.

This foreign god is not "collecting" artifacts.

He was "eating"!

He is feeding on the very foundation of this world!

This unprecedented power, which disregarded the laws of the world, turned her last shred of pride into dust.

She follows a true god who is capable of overturning the three realms and reshaping the rules!

[Successfully devoured the artifact 'Tyrant's Arm'.]

[Slight increase in physical strength...]

[Gain passive trait: Magic Resistance (Basic).]

A system notification sounded in Lynn's mind.