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"You, how could you have such strong power? This is completely inconsistent with what Thomas said."
The Masked Thief struggled to suppress a mouthful of blood, his tone filled with disbelief.
Staring at the meat on the chopping board before him, Bu's tone was playful, laced with sarcasm: "No, no, no, Thomas was right. A few days ago, I indeed didn't have such strong power. But coincidentally, my strength has recently broken through. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not being observant and throwing yourself onto the blade."
Such mocking words made the Masked Thief tremble with rage, forcing down half a mouthful of fresh blood that threatened to spew out. He struggled to tear off the Black Scarf covering his face, revealing a gaunt visage that looked like skin stretched over bones.
With sunken eyes fixed on Bu, the Masked Thief still felt some unwillingness and said through bloodied lips: "Even if you've broken through to that level, your strength can't possibly be this strong. With my power, there are very few who can defeat me without using any skills at the same level."
Bu's expression remained indifferent; he couldn't be bothered to engage in conversation. He casually replied, "I'm not interested in discussing this with you. If all you can do is spout nonsense, then I think you have no reason to live any longer."
"No, wait! Don't you want to know how I found you? I know Locke has already betrayed you, but there are many things he doesn't know. I have more information than he does."
The Masked Thief sounded somewhat anxious now, his tone hurried.
With a sneer, Bu looked disdainfully at this fellow and then said nonchalantly, "I'm not interested in knowing or wanting to know. If you're just this kind of person, then it doesn't matter how many come; I don't care. Are your last words finished? If so, prepare to die."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bu lifted his foot and kicked forward. The ferocity of this strike showed no signs of holding back. If it landed, given Bu's overwhelming strength, the opponent would surely die.
"No, don't! I can follow you and be your Servant, just like Locke..." The gaunt thief struggled to get up while loudly pleading for mercy.
"Master, wait." Locke had been watching from the side and hurriedly spoke up to stop him.
"Hmm?"
Bu's foot suddenly halted in mid-air, less than an inch from the Masked Thief's chest. Although this fierce strike was paused, the overwhelming force still caused the Masked Thief to spit out another mouthful of blood; his breath immediately weakened as it was clear he was further injured.
Slowly retracting his foot, Bumenlu looked at Locke with a puzzled expression. Taking advantage of this moment, the Masked Thief quickly crawled back a bit, his face filled with the look of someone who had survived a disaster, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
"Master, we don't know how many eyes of the Thieves' Guild are around us. The enemy is hidden while we are exposed, which puts us in a passive position. But now, we have a great opportunity to turn the tables and at least not be completely in the dark about everything."
Locke stepped forward a few paces, lowering his head and speaking softly beside Bu.
Upon hearing this, Bu understood Locke's meaning. He patted Locke's shoulder to indicate that he was aware. Then he turned to the terrified Masked Thief on the ground and said calmly, "Do you want to be my Servant? That's not out of the question, but do you have a dark magic master-servant contract?"
It was only natural for Bu to ask this.
After all, a dark magic master-servant contract is not something common. According to Locke's detailed explanation earlier, such items are considered precious even in some mid-level kingdoms and often appear at auctions, fetching prices of over a hundred Silver Kall.
Locke's dark magic master-servant contract was obtained during a mission from an ancient ruin. He had intended to keep it for a suitable opportunity to sell for a large sum but never expected it would ultimately become his life-saving talisman.
"I... I don't have such an expensive item," the Masked Thief replied meekly.
"Oh~ so you think you're just playing with me? Do you think becoming my Servant is as simple as saying a word? Are you treating others like pigs, or are you just a pig-headed fool yourself?" Bu's tone grew harsher, and the killing intent in his eyes resurfaced.
Seeing this scene, the Masked Thief's gaunt face showed bitterness; he seemed to realize how difficult it would be to convince Bu. However, he was unwilling to give up and wanted to make one last effort.
As a Low-Level Shadow Thief, he didn't want to die. After gaining powerful abilities, he cherished his life even more than before.
Gritting his teeth, the Masked Thief struggled to rise and knelt on the ground, pressing his forehead against the floor with utmost sincerity: "My lord. I, Ivan Stewart, a Low-Level Shadow Thief, swear by my faith in Shadow God Helkasius.
I am willing to acknowledge you as my master. If I go against your will, I shall suffer the torment of ten thousand ghosts.
If anyone intends to harm you, I will swear to protect you with my life.
If I violate this oath, I will be forsaken by the glory of the Shadow God and fall into eternal damnation.
Blood is sown as seed; scars are its fruit. Great Shadow God Helkasius bear witness to this oath."
With a swift motion, the Masked Thief drew his right hand across his left wrist, revealing a faint red glow as his sharp nails cut through the skin, blood flowing out instantly.
Watching this scene unfold, Bu couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.
Could he really gain his trust with such a simple act of self-harm? It seemed impossible. Just as Bu was about to refuse, he suddenly heard a System Notification Sound.
"Ding"
"System Notification: Ivan Stewart wishes to recognize you as his master and become your most loyal Servant. Do you agree?"
Taken aback, Bu furrowed his brow at the sudden System prompt. After hesitating for a moment, he chose to agree.
"Ding"
"System Notification: Acquired Servant, Ivan Stewart. Open the character attributes panel to view current Servant attributes."
After a moment of doubt, Bu opened the attributes panel and clicked into the Servant interface.
What greeted him was Ivan's personal attributes. The number of Servants he originally had was now reduced to three, leaving only one slot remaining.
"Servant: Ivan Stewart Loyalty: Race: Human Faction: Dark
Attributes: Strength 16 Agility 14 Constitution 8 Energy 17/0
Class: Shadow Thief (Low Tier) Faith: Shadow God Helkasius Level: Level
Physical Condition: Severe Injury 56%"
After glancing briefly at Ivan's basic attributes, Bu lost interest in examining them further.
The strength of this Fellow is too weak; the only decent basic attribute is Agility, and in terms of skills, it is just slightly better than Locke's mastery. The poor quality of its equipment is also within expectations, making it hard to muster any interest to look at it for long.
"Master." Seeing that Bu had no intention of making things difficult for him any longer, Ivan thought his allegiance had been accepted and tentatively called out.
"Mm, get up. You have just recognized me as your master; your loyalty still needs further observation. If you have any ulterior motives, heh heh..."
Bu casually glanced at Ivan and said with a smile.
"Rest assured, Master. I swear by my own faith that if I betray it, I will surely die a terrible death." Seeing that the other party had indeed agreed, Ivan quickly seized the opportunity to flatter, stumbling as he got up from the ground, his expression excited and full of sincerity.
"Alright, I don't care what you swore on; you are now my Servant and need to have the awareness of being a Servant."
Bu waved his hand impatiently to stop Ivan's rambling and then pointed to Locke beside him, saying flatly, "This is Locke; you should know him. From now on, he is your boss. Since you are new here, if you have any questions, ask Locke more often, understood?"
What? Both Locke and Ivan were taken aback simultaneously.
"Mm? You don't agree?" Bu suddenly turned cold, frowning slightly as he looked at the dazed Ivan with displeasure.
"Ah, ah... I agree, Master! From head to toe, I completely agree with your decision!" Under Bu's gloomy gaze, Ivan felt a chill in his heart and quickly reacted, nodding eagerly with a flattering smile.
"Boss, Locke Boss, I'm Ivan. I hope to rely on you in the future. If there's anything I'm lacking in, please point it out; I'll definitely follow your guidance."
Ivan stumbled forward as if he had no injuries at all, moving agilely closer to Locke while showering him with flattery.
Looking at the smiling skull face before him, Locke felt speechless; he truly didn't know how to respond.
This was a Low-Level powerhouse whose strength was even higher than his own, yet he could be so obsequious. It was quite impressive; this was quite a character.
At that moment, Locke also honestly took on the role of a boss without hesitation, patting Ivan on the shoulder as they both smiled and exchanged pleasantries.
It was nothing more than working alongside the master, taking care of each other, and serving the master with generous words.
Their intimate demeanor resembled that of long-lost brothers, almost breaking into tears in each other's embrace.
Watching the two interact so harmoniously brought a smile to Bu's face, amused by his own dark humor.
It was surprising that Ivan, who had reached Low-Level strength, acknowledged Locke, whose strength was merely at Level 1, as his leader. Bu Qing shook his head with a smile.
This was not a sudden whim. Ivan had just recognized him as his master, and his loyalty was still not high enough; he needed some observation and caution. Choosing Locke as the supervisor was the most suitable option.
Moreover, Ivan's strength would only grow stronger in the future, and someone as weak as Locke would only fall further behind.
After all, Locke was one of the first to follow him, and they had already formed a bond. Bu wanted Locke to take on this leadership role to test his ability to manage subordinates and cultivate him properly.
Even if he couldn't become a powerful thief in the future, having him as a strategist would still be quite beneficial.
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