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"One of the two reasons?" Tyr said, putting on a confident appearance, "All I know is that you need to stay here to try and stop me, or else I'll stop your brother from reaching our base."

The black guild member laughed, "Yes, that is correct. But the other reason is far more important. It was actually the main reason we wanted to go to your camp in the first place. And its all about you you you."

Tyr furrowed his brows, "Cut to the chase." He said in a low tone, his chin lowering.

"You're right... let me be frank. I hate overextending things too."

The shorty paused, taking in a deep breath:

"Surrender yourselves to the Black Merchant Guild, Tyr Evolion." He raised a black worm, still squiggling in his hands, "We will free your two friends, and also all of the people captured by us from this village. The number is in the thousands."

Tyr's furrowed eyebrows slowly loosened as the Black Merchant Guild member continued:

"Will you save thousands of lives? Or will you let them die for your own personal satisfaction? The choice is yours. This is our strongest mind-controlling worm. Once you take it, you will be the same, but never able to disobey us again."

Tyr's serious expression had left. On seeing this, a smile grew on the black slugs face.

"Oh... you're considering it. Hahaha! Of course you are. Thats the weakness of those who are strong... and merciful.

Its easy to win by playing against the rules!"

Tyr turned around, facing the ground with a shadowed expression. He was silent.

The black guild member raised an eyebrow on seeing this. He was a bit confused, but let it slide. He rose onto his tiptoes to try and see what Tyr was doing, but gave up after a few seconds after realizing he was too short.

"Fine! Take your time..." He harrumped, crossing his arms.

Tyr looked to be in deep thought. These were the lives of thousands that he held in his hands. And yet... a giant grin was stretched from one side of his face to the other.

His eyes were widened, burning with exhilaration and eagerness.

'Hahahahaha! Perfect... this is perfect! The god of luck might even have a crush on me at this point. To get such an amazing opportunity... I won't let it go to waste.' He thought to himself.

He turned, an unexpressive look on his face, "Let me stop your brother first... after that, I am all yours."

The short guy paused before replying.

"No." He blatantly said, "Don't even think about it. This is no negotiation. Eat this first," He raised the black worm, "Like I said, it won't change you at all, except you can never disobey or harm any of us ever again. And... if you work diligently enough, it can also be extracted."

Tyr exhaled, "Fine..."

The black guild member's eyes widened slightly on accident as he heard how easily Tyr accepted his proposal.

'This guy... did he actually believe it wasn't a negotiation? Every negotiator says it isn't a negotiation. Maybe he's dumb,' he paused, squinting his eyes:

'Or maybe, he's super smart.'

Tyr began to walk toward the short young man at this moment.

'Something is missing here. He is so diligent. Is he that good of a person? To give his life so willingly for others? It doesn't make sense... but...

it doesn't matter.'

He smiled slightly: 'No matter what plan he thinks he has, as long as he eats this worm, he will forever be a slave under me.'

Tyr finally arrived mere feet away from the black slug.

He took a worm. It was wiggling uncontrollably. It had quarter-inch pincers on its head, and a slightly furry tail. Its body was almost a bit hard like a rock, and its eyes were a deep red.

With a grimacing, disgusting expression, Tyr placed the creature on his tongue and quickly got it down with a big gulp.

The black guild member's smile turned into a giant grin as he saw this.

Tyr felt the worm melt as soon as it entered his stomach. Stay connected with m|vl|e|mp|y|r

Just then, he felt a blast of pain radiate from his Aura Core and stem all through his body like a spider web.

He gritted his teeth, despite the excruciating pain.

On his body were red stripes, as though Tyr had just entered a bind of chains.

After a few seconds, it was over. When Tyr opened his eyes again, his pupils were completely red.

He looked around. He opened and closed his hand, wanting to know if he still had most control.

'Looks like I can think normally, and also move normally. Perfect.'

He looked at the black slug in front of him who was smiling like a child.

'I'll kill you.' Tyr thought to himself. His eyes instantly flew open as a bolt of bain severed down his body--stemming from his head.

It was far worse than the pain of originally swallowing the worm.

It felt like it was doing actual damage to his inner organs.

As soon as he stopped thinking of what he said, the pain stopped.

"Oh? Did you have a rude thought toward me? Tsk tsk tsk... not so nice." The short guild member slapped Tyr across the face out of nowhere.

Tyr's head moved to the side, his eyes dancing slightly with shock as he stood there, stunned.

"Call me master Jiro from now on, you runt. And know that you can never disobey me, or else you will die... literally. Ahaha!" Jiro broke out into a laugh.

"Yes, Jir--" Tyr felt the pain in his head again, making him clutch his temple.

"Master! Don't forget that part!" Jiro yelled.

"Yes... master Jiro. Now, can we go and stop your brother?"

Jiro turned, an annoyed look on his face. However, that quickly turned to excitement: 'It actually worked! My rank will explode from this!' He thought to himself.

"Lets go." He said, dashing forward.

Tyr followed close after him.

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"If he isn't here, then I want one life as compensation." Jiro's brother proclaimed to the Zasean natives.

The natives were gathered before the tall blue man, gritting their teeth in anger.