Become a powerful shadow master in the new world

"By the way, Zeta, why don't you get out from under the bed first? The ground is cold."

Seeing Zeta staying under the bed even when talking to him, Sid couldn't help but speak. He was afraid that Zeta would stay under the bed forever if he didn't speak.

"Yes, Lord."

After receiving Sid's order, Zeta crawled out from under the bed in the blink of an eye, and lay on Sid's bed, with the golden cat tail swinging behind him.

I'm asking you to come out, not to lie on my bed.

Sid wanted to say that, but after thinking about it, he gave up. It wasn't a big deal anyway.

He pulled over a stool and sat next to Zeta, looking at each other as Zeta tilted his head.

"So, Zeta, what do you want to talk to me about?"

When Sid asked this, Zeta's originally relaxed expression froze and he looked uneasy.

"My Lord, I... have done something very wrong. I am ashamed of your teachings, so I have come to you to accept your punishment."

Hearing this, Sid raised his eyebrows.

"Has anyone discovered it?"

Sid felt that he understood why Zeta came to him. It was obvious that Zeta must have gotten into trouble and came to him for help to settle it.

Well... considering his friendship with Zeta, he did the favor, and he agreed even if Zeta wanted to borrow money.

Although the small treasury has been unable to make ends meet due to the lack of access to funds recently, there is still some money saved up from before, so it should be no problem to take out one thousand... ten thousand... one hundred thousand Zeni.

Of course, he didn't want to use his small treasury unless it was absolutely necessary. He would first ask if anyone had noticed. If no one had noticed, he would try to hide the matter.

"No."

After a moment of confusion, Zeta thought for a while and then shook his head.

"Then it'll be fine."

What? It turns out that you are feeling guilty so you come to him for psychological counseling. This is what he is best at.

"My Lord, I let the Diablo Cult members escape because of my own selfish desires, and even provided them with assistance. This may have brought threats to the lives of countless people. My Lord, do you really not care?"

Seeing Sid's indifferent look, Zeta became anxious.

Let me translate it for you. Zeta, you leaked some important information or things to the enemies of Mitsukoshi Corporation due to your own mistake. The loss of this thing will cause heavy losses to Mitsukoshi Corporation, or even bankruptcy. So Zeta, you are worried that you will be punished, so you came to me and want me to plead for Gamma.

Having roughly understood what Zeta meant, Sid smiled kindly.

I'm sorry, I really can't help you with this. I still owe Gamma money. Zeta, just accept the punishment honestly. Considering the relationship between you and Gamma, the worst result is that you are fired. It's no big deal.

"I am no longer the Shadow of Shadow Garden, and there is no relationship between you and me (you can only wish you good luck, I can't help you with this).

Of course, I still recognize the relationship between you and me. If you need help, just let me know (although I can't help you with this matter, but there is nothing I can do. If you can't find a place to live after being fired, come to me). "

As if he was persuaded, Zeta's eyes gradually became moist and his voice became low.

"My Lord, if I were to do something for my own desires and it would cause a major disaster to the world, what would you think of me?"

"Zeta, don't think I'm so kind. I'm a very casual person. Even if there's some kind of disaster happening in the world right now and a million people died, it has nothing to do with me (pay attention to the character setting, the powerful shadow people will not be threatened by moral kidnapping).

Also, people should live in the present, and walk towards the future, and not be bound by the obsessions from the past. I wish you can get rid of it soon (next time, don’t speak in such riddles, I’m tired of translating, although this looks very much like a powerful shadow master).”

"My Lord, I understand everything you said, so... can you wait for me?"

He felt the soft touch of slime on his back, and Zeta hugged Sid from behind without him noticing. Zeta's sad voice with an inexplicable crying tone rang in Sid's ears.

"Only when I finish what I'm doing now can I forget the past and truly live."

Zeta wiped away the tears, managed to straighten his expression, and forced a smile.

"I'm sorry, Master, I said something incomprehensible."

After saying that, Zeta walked towards the window and wanted to leave.

"Go ahead and make a fuss. If anything goes wrong, I'll take care of it."

As he was sitting astride the window and about to leave, a deep voice came from behind Zeta.

Chapter 123: Agreement with Zeta

"Master, didn't you say you would no longer care about us? Why are you still willing to protect us?"

The action of leaning out of the window stopped, and after a moment of silence, Zeta shook his head with a hint of helplessness.

"Ah... that time. Don't worry, I have no intention of going back on my word. This is just a small favor from me as your friend, Zeta."

Remembering his previous action of disbanding the Diablo game, Sid nodded as if he suddenly realized something. He would have almost forgotten it if Zeta hadn't mentioned it.

"Hey, Master, you are really gentle, but this world cannot be run by gentleness."

With a wry smile, Zeta half sighed and half regretted

"It's not that I'm being gentle. I'm just helping you out of our friendship."

"My Lord, do you remember what you promised me when we last met?"

"of course I remember."

Sid answered Zeta without comment. How could he forget the Shadow Master play he performed when he met Zeta last time? The Shadow Master who carries the resentment of the whole world, it sounds very cool.

"Then I hope... Lord, you will not go back on your word and let me serve as a substitute to save the world. But we have already agreed on this."

When Zeta said this, he used a kind of... Sid didn't know how to describe it, it gave people the feeling as if he was about to die in the next second, but the deceased was saying his last words with a smile that showed no regrets.

"I won't lie to you. And...what is this thing? Is it yours, Zeta?"

Ignoring the strange feeling Zeta gave him, Sid picked up a bag on the table with one hand and asked Zeta.

He had been curious since he entered the room. As far as Sid could remember, he hadn't put anything on his desk before leaving, and Asia didn't look like someone who would break into his room.

After just one glance, Zeta looked away nonchalantly, turned his attention to Sid, and controlled his emotions before speaking.

"It's a spoil of war. The master really likes this kind of thing, so I thought of using it as a gift for the master."

After a moment of hesitation, the magic power surged out and he untied the bag. What came into Sid's eyes were green banknotes with the scent of ink.

Well, Zeta, you did a good job. You are worthy of being the one who understands me best among the Seven Shadows. Whether it is your ability to cooperate with the powerful Shadows or your understanding of my XP, you are undoubtedly the first.

It's decided, from today on, Zeta, you are the boss of Shadow Garden.

Just kidding, Alpha, your position is still very stable... although the main reason is that you have publicly stated that you will not play Diablo's Legion game. Otherwise, as the Shadow in Diablo's Legion game, it is normal for you to have the right to change the boss of Shadow Garden.

"Hehe, it's just a joke from childhood. Zeta, you actually still remember it. Well, consider this as my reward for helping you. I'll take it."

As he said this, he used fine magic that Zeta could not detect to probe the purse. Sid estimated that there were probably several million Zeni in it.

After determining the amount in less than a second, he threw the bag onto the table, flipped his right hand, and a red wine glass appeared out of thin air.

Zeta reacted quickly, prepared the red wine and poured it into the glass. He was very skilled at this and it was obvious that he had done it more than once or twice. While maintaining the action of pouring the wine, Zeta spoke.

"I have kept in mind all the instructions given by the Lord to my subordinates and have never forgotten them."

"Let's just say that. Zeta, from whom did you get this trophy? The other party was so unlucky that he was targeted by you."

Sid asked this question after taking a sip of red wine. He knew Zeta very well and knew that the spoils Zeta was talking about must be locally sourced and he had no habit of traveling with money.

"I took this from a couple of church members who liked to 'meddle'."

"have a finger in the pie?"

Sid stopped and looked at Zeta with a puzzled look. It was the first time he heard Zeta use the word "meddling" to describe someone else.

"It was indeed the church fighters who were the first to meddle in other people's affairs. It was because of them that the operation failed and the Diablo Cult members escaped.

But in a sense, they also said they were cheated, so I didn’t do anything later, but just took their money to teach them a lesson.”

Being looked at by Sid and sensing Sid's regret, Zeta began to explain.

She didn't lie. The reason why she came to Sid to receive punishment this time was that the "fishing" plan failed because of the idiot duo from the church.

If it weren't for those two idiots from the church who alerted the enemy, how could the people of Diablo's Order have realized that something was wrong? Not only did they flee early, but the bait she had laid was also taken.

If it weren't for the fact that those two guys were just stupid and hadn't done anything bad, she would have sunk those two idiots into the sea right now instead of just doing something as trivial as taking away their activity funds.

"A couple? Church personnel?"

Sid sensed something was wrong. Zeta's description made him think of the duo of idiots who were still crying in the living room.

It must be a coincidence. With Zeta's ability to hide, the idiot duo should have been discovered by Zeta in this short while. Zeta should not be so despicable as to jump in their faces so openly.

"Zeta, how long have you been waiting for me here?"

Thinking this way, Sid still asked a question.

"Not long after I arrived, the master came in."

...It can't really be you.

His eyes trembled slightly, and he began to suspect whether Zeta had taken away the funds for Xenovia and Shido Irina's operation.

"Zeta, tell me what impressed you most about that couple of church members. I'm a little curious about who is so unlucky."

After a moment of hesitation, although he was puzzled, Zeta still recalled it carefully.

"If I had to say who left a deep impression on me, it would be the blue-haired woman among the church staff..."

Sid didn't pay attention to what was said next. He didn't need to listen anyway. He only had one thought in his mind.

The case is solved, it’s really you, Zeta.

Zeta didn't speak for long. After all, she was not familiar with Xenovia and Shido Irina. She only gave them a lesson like a prank because they ruined her plan.

"I see. It feels good. Be careful next time."

Pretending to have been listening, Sid nodded.

"Yes, that subordinate resigned."

Maybe Zeta said something just now, and when he heard Sid's words, he misunderstood. He walked to Sid and was about to turn around and leave, but he listened again, did not turn back, and said in a sad tone.

"My Lord, please don't forget the agreement between us."

After saying this, he disappeared into the night.

After Zeta left, Sid simply walked to the bed and removed the mark left by Zeta, then looked around the room and at the bag on the table.

"What the hell is this!"

Chapter 124 Zeta’s Past

A black figure flew across the night sky, and under the cover of darkness, without anyone noticing, it stopped not far from the entrance of an underground building.

Not far from the entrance stood a group of women wearing the same black tights as Zeta, led by a pink-haired woman with a golden hair accessory on her head.

Seeing Zeta walking towards her after landing, the pink-haired woman took the lead and half-knelt on the ground, lowered her head, placed one hand on her chest, and said respectfully.

"Lord Zeta."

Zeta was not surprised at the people kneeling on the ground. He just waved his hand to signal them to stand up, and then looked at the underground building.

"Victoria, are you sure he's in there?"

"Yes, Master Zeta, we were watching closely the entire time and saw him walk in with our own eyes. We also learned the structure of the entire building from the design drawings that Mitsukoshi Chamber of Commerce originally kept. The surveillance cameras were hacked, the escape route was blocked, and ambushes were deployed at other entrances."

"Oh, that's good. Can you fight?"

Zeta asked as golden wheels appeared in his hands and he got into a fighting stance.

Without saying a word, the sword in Victoria's hand was the best answer.

"Be gentle and don't cause too many casualties. That guy is still useful. We need to leave one or two of his men behind. Of course, this is only when we are absolutely sure. If there is any danger, we can just kill him."

After saying this, Zeta rushed towards the building first, followed by everyone else.

The four orcs guarding the entrance had their throats cut by the boomerang-like golden wheel as soon as they saw Zeta, and before they could even open their mouths, their heads fell to the ground.

The door lock opened in seconds, and Zeta led everyone in and began killing.

While galloping, looking at the orcs falling to the ground one by one, especially those who belonged to the same family as her, Zeta's icy purple, gem-like eyes flashed with a hint of memories and thoughts.

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Zeta is different from most of Shadow Garden.

As the eldest daughter of the patriarch of her family group, Zeta is undoubtedly happy because her father is not a rotten man who only cares about power and believes in the law of the jungle, profit above all else and preference for boys over girls.

Zeta's father is a real father.

Orcs are a race that believes in the survival of the fittest. In this race, strength is everything (excluding intelligent races like fox people).