The overlord of the gods is interrogating the alien female spy.

　The only option is to keep going, taking this monster further and further away...

　Theresa stood up and looked up, but when she saw the village not far away, she trembled all over.

　She remembered leading the monster towards the no-man's-land, but why... in just one night, did they arrive near another village?

　And now, is she going to bring this monster to that village?

　Is she going to... watch this monster slaughter again, and then be unable to do anything about it?

　"The road is this way, which way do you want to go, slave?"

　Chen Lingxu watched as the slave stood up, observing her struggle and hesitation as she looked at the settlement not far away and the road behind her.

　"please……"

　Until the little slave could no longer bear the torment and knelt down before him.

　"No, please stop killing people..."

　"Does an alien even dare to call itself human?"

　Chen Lingxu chuckled.

　“They’re just some low-ranking Tikkaz. But… slaves, if you perform well and please me, I won’t mind letting those trash live a little longer.”

　Does this mean he can refrain from indiscriminately killing innocent people...?

　But...she...

　"What...what do you want me to do..."

　"Get your attitude right, you slave."

　This arrogant monster… what does he want her to do… call him master? Or, or continue doing that until he's satisfied?

　"Anything is fine... as long as... as long as you don't kill anymore... I'll do anything..."

　"Ah."

　The monster just sneered...

　The village is sparsely populated, a common occurrence in Sarkaz settlements in Kazdel. Most Sarkaz have become mercenaries to make a living, and those who truly wish to stay and farm or pursue other professions are few and far between.

　Very few.

　Theresa walked behind the monster, watching him nervously.

　She watched as a child ran past the monster, her heart pounding in her chest. She was terrified that the monster would suddenly smash the poor child like a watermelon.

　"..."

　Chen Lingxu frowned as he scanned the aliens.

　Was he still half asleep today, or did someone put a cognitive filter on him? Why do all these aliens look so human?

　Wow...he's not wearing any clothes!

　"Yeah, he's a grown-up, yet he's not wearing any clothes... He's really not ashamed."

　"He's so tall and strong... Is he a soldier?"

　"Stop talking, let's go. Let's go."

　Theresa heard the children's chatter and quickly stepped forward to drive them away. Then, she nervously turned back to look at the monster behind her.

　"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, they're just children... Don't be angry, don't be angry... Master... Master..."

　Chen Lingxu had no time to worry about such things; he was still troubled by the problems with these aliens.

　Is it because the Tikkaz in this area evolved faster?

　As for clothes... I originally planned to cover myself up with those alien clothes and change them when we got back to the Beast Kingdom area... It's really not good to be naked like this now.

　His gaze swept across the room and he saw a house with clothes hanging out to dry.

　"Wait, wait... I, I'll go..."

　Theresa thought this guy was going to kill her and steal her clothes. The villagers were all stunned by the monster's tall and terrifying figure.

　"sorry Sorry……"

　But the monster actually paid... Theresa didn't think much of it and quickly went to apologize to the village girl.

　Chen Lingxu tossed aside what appeared to be currency, grabbed a robe-like garment, tied it around his waist to cover his lower body, leaving only his upper body bare. Since his beast form wasn't meant to toss Kun'er around, this was just right.

　"Ah...did you run into those robbers? It's alright..."

　The village girl, having seen the money the man handed her, roughly understood what had happened and didn't pay much attention. Although the tall man looked a bit intimidating, she figured the cute little girl was safe with him.

　"Yes, that's right... I'm so glad you understand."

　Theresa breathed a sigh of relief and quickly caught up with the monster, which had already gone far away. She was afraid that if she wasn't careful for even a moment, the monster would... wreak havoc.

　Chapter Eight: No Big Brother

　Theresa wanted to take the monster further away while it was still daytime, but he seemed to possess mind-reading magic, knowing what she was thinking, and stopped at the other end of the village.

　"Why... aren't you leaving... Master, my master?"

　Theresa asked cautiously.

　The monster made several demands of her, and correcting her attitude was the first one.

　“A slave should act like a slave. If I hear you, a slave, speaking without respect again, I will lose my temper.”

　Therefore, Theresa can only address the other party as "Master" every time she speaks, hoping that the other party will abide by the agreement.

　"Um……"

　Chen Lingxu turned to look at the village. While not exactly prosperous, it was quite peaceful. And the alien Tikkaz in the village…

　Something's really wrong.

　All I saw were human-looking Tikkaz who had never undergone blood sacrifice or blood offering.

　Then let me ask you, is this correct?

　Based on Chen Lingxu's understanding of these alien creatures, there is definitely something wrong here.

　"slave."

　"..."

　Theresa didn't want to respond, but the Qilin Overlord only glanced at her briefly, and she panicked.

　"Yes, yes, Master."

　"Whose master?"

　"Yes, it is mine...my master."

　Little Peach, the slave, replied reluctantly. Her extremely nervous demeanor, coupled with her inner resistance and disgust, greatly pleased Chen Lingxu.

　Oh dear, putting everything else aside, it was brilliant of me not to kill her but to keep this little peach slave by my side for my own amusement and enjoyment.

　"Would you like to find a place to rest, or shall I go myself?"

　Since she is so 'kind' and willing to sacrifice herself for her own kind, Chen Lingxu doesn't mind giving her a few more chances to prove herself before he loses interest in her.

　"Huh? I, I'll go. I'll go, Master... just a moment."

　What did the monster mean? Is he going to stay here tonight?

　With a mix of thoughts swirling in her mind, Theresa went from house to house asking if anyone could offer her lodging, but no one dared to let her stay.

　After all… this is Kazdel, and they are Sarkaz. Nobody knows what might happen if someone just lets them stay overnight…

　"three times."

　"Ok?"

　The monster behind her suddenly spoke, and its words startled Theresa.

　"If the next three families do not agree, I will kill all the scum here."

　"No. You can't kill... Master... You... You promised me..."

　Sarkaz's captivating eyes, rippling with eager emotion, appeared even more charming.

　"Then put in more effort, slave. Let your little mouth do more than just curse me; let it say things that will move your trashy kin."

　Chen Lingxu kept putting pressure on her, watching the little slave hesitate in front of that house door, and...

　I'm having fun over there.

　"Hello, we are travelers passing through here. Could we stay here for the night? We will pay you."

　An elderly Sarkaz woman opened the door, and Theresa regretted knocking the moment she saw her. Such an old woman…

　"Sure, sure, come on, little girl. It doesn't cost any money, but I don't have anything to eat here."

　"It's okay, we brought food."

　But the old man didn't refuse like the others, which relieved Theresa but also made her more nervous.

　The kinder the person who received her, the more upset she became.

　“My master…this old woman is willing to provide lodging…”

　The old man's house was not spacious and was rather dilapidated, not even as nice as Theresa's own little house. She was afraid that the monster would be dissatisfied with the place and make some terrifying demands.

　"Hmm... you're not entirely useless."

　Chen Lingxu's only requirement for his living environment was cleanliness. He had lived in all sorts of places, and even the smallest wooden house was more comfortable than a cave.

　Wow...it's so high!

　Chen Lingxu walked into the house with his back bent, and as soon as he stood up straight, he heard a gasp of surprise.

　Looking up, she saw an alien cub peeking out from her room, clinging to the doorframe and sizing up the guest.

　"We don't have anything fancy at home, just some dried fruit. Please don't mind it."

　The old man from Sarkaz gave Theresa some dried fruit.

　Chen Lingxu looked so intimidating that it was clear he wasn't a kind person, so the old man didn't dare say much and could only chat with the kind-looking young girl.

　"It's alright, ma'am... thank you."

　Theresa took the dried fruit, her eyes never leaving the monster.

　Are you... a married couple?

　"Hmm...huh?"

　Theresa's attention was focused on the monster, and she didn't hear what the old man said. When she realized what he meant, she quickly shook her head.

　"No, no... old man, we..."

　Who would marry such a monster...? She lost her family and became a slave because of this guy...

　"It was my fault for being so talkative. Haha, I'll go cook and rest for a bit."

　Theresa carefully sat down next to the monster resting against the wall, holding some dried fruit.

　This monster always eats meat, so it probably wouldn't like this kind of dried fruit.

　"Slaves, instead of thinking of offering tribute to their masters, keep the gifts for themselves?"

　Chen Lingxu turned her head and looked at the little slave who was sneaking around eating dried fruit like a little mouse, feeling that she still hadn't adjusted her attitude.

　"No, no... I was... I was testing poison for... my master."

　"Hmph. Give it to me."

　Theresa had only eaten one dried fruit, and before she could even taste it, the monster snatched away most of it.

　Chen Lingxu tossed a handful of dried fruit into his mouth and ate it in one bite, glancing at the alien cub that was still staring at them as he chewed.

　"Master, master..."

　"Ok?"

　Seeing the monster shift its gaze from the little girl, Theresa breathed a sigh of relief. But... what should she say?

　"Dried fruit..."

　Having no other choice, she could only offer the last bit of dried fruit as a 'tribute' to the other party.