"Hmm, it feels like your willpower is stronger than Alger's, he submitted when he lost 3 fingers, I don't know if that was cowardly or smart…
Let's see how many fingers would I have to cut off before you submit.
This should be an interesting experiment..."
Seeing the disdainful look in his eyes, Heath knew he wasn't kidding. The dagger's numbing effect has already started its effect and he can't move his arm anymore.
Even if he could, there was no way he would have won against this man. He had somehow gained a little confidence when he saw his cultivation was only at Master Stage.
But this man is a monster!
Even though he was just at Master Stage, the way he fought and overpowered him made it look like he was an Expert Stage Cultivator!
What a Freak!
However, as a Marquee, how could Heath be willing to be someone's slave?
His eyes then fell on the three assassins following this man and his eyes brightened.
"What are you three doing!? Why aren't you saving me!? Although he might be a little strong, I believe with the three of you working together, you can deal with him!
One! You can even kill Expert Stage Cultivators right!? Then why aren't you fighting him!? Could it be that you are afraid of a Master Stage Cultivator?"
"…"
An unusual silence descended on the room after Heath's words.
"..."
"…Are you… dumb?"
Nux questioned with a confused look on his face, did he hit his head too hard?
"W-What?"
"Can't you see they are following me? Look how they are standing, does it look like they even intend to stop me? No right? Of course not. Why would they stop me? They are my slaves as well"
"Y-Your Slaves?"
"Yes, One, Two, Three, all fifty of them, Alger as well, all of them are my Slaves. Only you are left.
Do you understand it now? Don't think I won't kill you because I want you as my slave, if worse come to worse, you will die while being tortured and I will find someone to replace you as the new head of this Marquees house.
Your greatest trump card is already mine, so it doesn't matter if you give up or not. You'll just increase my work a little, that's it."
Seeing that nonchalant attitude, Heath's will to resist him dimmed.
It was true, his trump card, the assassins were already under him, and he was pretty much worthless.
His only worth was that he was needed as a 'face', the head of a Marquees house my ass, that was only a title and it is very easy to replace a 'face'.
"A-Are you from the kingdom?"
Heath questioned.
With the assassins on his side, he had already given up. He just wanted to confirm something.
"Yes. The kingdom send me since your progress wasn't on par with our expectation."
Then without wasting any time, Nux took out a normal dagger before placing it on his index finger.
"Well, this will be the last time I will ask this without hurting you, are you willing to be Slave?"
Heath's face twitched, 'Without hurting you my ass! I can't move my right hand, and my head is still hurting from that kick! How dare you say without hurting me!?'
However, he did not say that out loud and quickly gave up.
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