As Negary left the Farnate manor, he observed the butler Birosius for a short while before leaving a bit of germ in mundane locations that would ensure that Negary could find him whenever necessary.
After that, he went out to find more flesh to breed more germs, thus creating viral bodies for his subordinates once again.
〖 I will need a large number of magical rituals, through which I can gather large amounts of data to further understand the essence of the axle ritual 〗Negary understood very well what he required, if he were to collect the corresponding data and documents by himself, then further analyze and reorganize them, the efficiency would be extremely low.
〖 There is a need to form an organization that will help me collect these magical rituals, as well as researching and studying the various aspects of Mysticism 〗
Among the images that the will of the world had shown Negary, there were quite a few hidden treasure troves, for example, the underground city hidden underneath Lohr.
Both the search for the entrance to the underground city, and the collection of magical rituals documents required manpower.
With enough resources, Negary could easily create a large number of Attendant souls, but despite having logical thinking and average intelligence, an Attendant’s creativity paled in comparison to a normal human.
〖 Because of that, having dedicated talents working for me is most crucial 〗Negary stopped on the roof of a certain house, watching the scene happening below. Besides the local sphere of influence that is the Sun Shadow church, where else in Lohr would have the greatest number of talents? That would naturally be the Night Watchers.
And right below this secluded corner, a Night Watcher was conducting his hunt.
…
Brian raised his machete to face the monster in front of him.
This was a supernatural creature shaped like a mass of flesh, which was moving just a bit away from a nearby drainage, quite obviously, that was where it crawled out from. This was nothing but the simplest type of monster, one that wouldn’t even be accounted as part of the Night Watcher’s quota, basically unprofitable to hunt.
However, this Night Watcher wasn’t an expert.
This monster was lying in wait right at the mouth of the drainage when he walked past, then suddenly lunged out to grab his leg and latched onto it like a leech. Also similar to a leech, the monster’s ‘teeth’ sank into his skin and began to suck his blood.
If he hadn’t reacted in time and used his machete to hack off a bit of his flesh together with the leg of his pants, he might have already been pulled down into the sewers.
After a while, he finally killed the fleshy monster. Brian immediately collapsed on his behind, took out a bottle of ointment and began applying it on his leg wound. While doing so, the sound of sobbing and painful grunts could be heard from beneath his owl mask.
However, he soon adjusted his emotions, he understood that if he couldn’t calm down properly, his life as a Night Watcher – and his actual life – wouldn’t last long.
As a criminal, and a death row criminal at that, he chose to join the Night Watchers in order to preserve his own life. He was already prepared for this, just like he was prepared to be caught on the day that he decided to commit the crime out of his own desires.
His father, that old stubborn coot, not only did he spend a large amount of money just to preserve that ragged body of his, even asking for the church to fix up his lacking sense of arousal; while also upholding his ridiculous sense of control, insisting on keeping the company’s authority to himself and suppress his own son every step of the way.
Brian couldn’t wait any longer, so he decided to kill that stubborn coot to ‘save’ that wealth from being used up on his failing body, everything would make perfect sense and he would have this way. Unfortunately, due to external factors, he failed and was arrested as a death row prisoner.
〖 Are you willing to put up with this? 〗an indifferent, charismatic voice resounded, causing Brian’s body to tremble.
〖 Your talents are not with the hunt, if you continue on, you’d eventually end up in some corner of the streets 〗the man standing on the roof of a building lightly narrated the truth to this Night Watcher.
Brian naturally understood this, he was originally the young master of a wealthy family. Even if he had taken self-defense lessons in both weaponry and close combat, as well as keeping up with his personal body training, he wasn’t a naturally good fighter, nor was he an experienced one.
Brian understood very clearly that he couldn’t possibly fill the hunting quota, or endure the Bone Corroding Punishment. If he didn’t die due to a mistake on one of his hunts, he would eventually commit suicide due to being unable to endure the pain of the punishment.
Even if he got lucky and managed to always fill the hunting quota, he would just end up as another dog, another tool for the Sun Shadow church to use until his usefulness ran its course, which was the opposite of his ambitions.
“Then, what would you have me do, sir?” Brian respectfully bowed down and asked in a low voice.
Brian was an opportunistic man, regardless if the other party was a madman or evil cultist, or some other strange organization, he had still come to him. If Brian followed this man’s demands, his situation might actually improve, as it couldn’t get any worse.
〖 The way that Night Watchers are managed is simple and direct. They only need tools that know how to kill, and your talents would become wasted like this 〗the man jumped down from the roof and slowly spoke: 〖 I can help you escape from the restraints of the Mark of Vow 〗
“It will be my honor to serve you, sir” hearing that, Brian immediately chose to surrender himself. He understood that refusing to surrender would only leave him with death, and he still had his own aspirations.
Brian also understood that escaping from the restraints of the Mark of Vow didn’t necessarily mean that he was free, he would merely be restrained by the man in front of him instead.
However, remaining in the Night Watchers would only turn him into a killing machine whose value was lost the moment he died. On the other hand, this man might give him a greater sense of purpose, as smart as he was, he naturally knew the optimal choice.
〖 Very well 〗
Hearing his praise, Brian still didn’t dare look up to see the man’s appearance, simply kneeling in front of this man made him feel a heavy sense of irresistible pressure.
He then felt the other party’s finger pressing against his forehead.
…
〖 Do not move, brain surgery requires a lot of precision 〗Negary lightly spoke as his finger transformed into a sharp spike that pierced into Brian’s head, aiming straight at the piece of skull that had been carved with the Mark of Vow.
A huge amount of germs quickly infiltrated his body, assimilated his scalp, then corroded that piece of skull. At the same time, the germs secreted a sort of anesthetic to numb Brian’s sense of pain, after which that piece of skull was directly extracted from his head, replaced by a new one created from Negary’s germs.
Tossing the piece of extracted skull next to Brian’s feet, Negary said: 〖 The church can most likely track your location through that mark. Before completely escaping from the church, you will need to carry that with you in order to prevent being exposed 〗
“Understood, Lord Negary” Brian respectfully replied. The piece of skull that Negary had replaced for him contained some information, which included who Negary was and information of the germs.
For example, if they dared to betray Negary, then the germ tentacles that had already attached themselves to his skull would immediately destroy his brain and take his life.
〖 I have formed an organization called the Impure Hermit Order, the aim of which is to gather talented people to fulfill one another’s goals and desires. Naturally, there aren’t that many members yet, you can help me develop the Hermit Order, or collect the supernatural knowledge that I require. Once your contributions are great enough, I will grant you freedom, from which the portion of this organization you contributed to would truly become yours 〗
Negary nodded at Brian before taking his leave, he still needed to prepare the headquarters for the Hermit Order.
As Negary left the Farnate manor, he observed the butler Birosius for a short while before leaving a bit of germ in mundane locations that would ensure that Negary could find him whenever necessary.
After that, he went out to find more flesh to breed more germs, thus creating viral bodies for his subordinates once again.
〖 I will need a large number of magical rituals, through which I can gather large amounts of data to further understand the essence of the axle ritual 〗Negary understood very well what he required, if he were to collect the corresponding data and documents by himself, then further analyze and reorganize them, the efficiency would be extremely low.
〖 There is a need to form an organization that will help me collect these magical rituals, as well as researching and studying the various aspects of Mysticism 〗
Among the images that the will of the world had shown Negary, there were quite a few hidden treasure troves, for example, the underground city hidden underneath Lohr.
Both the search for the entrance to the underground city, and the collection of magical rituals documents required manpower.
With enough resources, Negary could easily create a large number of Attendant souls, but despite having logical thinking and average intelligence, an Attendant’s creativity paled in comparison to a normal human.
〖 Because of that, having dedicated talents working for me is most crucial 〗Negary stopped on the roof of a certain house, watching the scene happening below. Besides the local sphere of influence that is the Sun Shadow church, where else in Lohr would have the greatest number of talents? That would naturally be the Night Watchers.
And right below this secluded corner, a Night Watcher was conducting his hunt.
…
Brian raised his machete to face the monster in front of him.
This was a supernatural creature shaped like a mass of flesh, which was moving just a bit away from a nearby drainage, quite obviously, that was where it crawled out from. This was nothing but the simplest type of monster, one that wouldn’t even be accounted as part of the Night Watcher’s quota, basically unprofitable to hunt.
However, this Night Watcher wasn’t an expert.
This monster was lying in wait right at the mouth of the drainage when he walked past, then suddenly lunged out to grab his leg and latched onto it like a leech. Also similar to a leech, the monster’s ‘teeth’ sank into his skin and began to suck his blood.
If he hadn’t reacted in time and used his machete to hack off a bit of his flesh together with the leg of his pants, he might have already been pulled down into the sewers.
After a while, he finally killed the fleshy monster. Brian immediately collapsed on his behind, took out a bottle of ointment and began applying it on his leg wound. While doing so, the sound of sobbing and painful grunts could be heard from beneath his owl mask.
However, he soon adjusted his emotions, he understood that if he couldn’t calm down properly, his life as a Night Watcher – and his actual life – wouldn’t last long.
As a criminal, and a death row criminal at that, he chose to join the Night Watchers in order to preserve his own life. He was already prepared for this, just like he was prepared to be caught on the day that he decided to commit the crime out of his own desires.
His father, that old stubborn coot, not only did he spend a large amount of money just to preserve that ragged body of his, even asking for the church to fix up his lacking sense of arousal; while also upholding his ridiculous sense of control, insisting on keeping the company’s authority to himself and suppress his own son every step of the way.
Brian couldn’t wait any longer, so he decided to kill that stubborn coot to ‘save’ that wealth from being used up on his failing body, everything would make perfect sense and he would have this way. Unfortunately, due to external factors, he failed and was arrested as a death row prisoner.
〖 Are you willing to put up with this? 〗an indifferent, charismatic voice resounded, causing Brian’s body to tremble.
〖 Your talents are not with the hunt, if you continue on, you’d eventually end up in some corner of the streets 〗the man standing on the roof of a building lightly narrated the truth to this Night Watcher.
Brian naturally understood this, he was originally the young master of a wealthy family. Even if he had taken self-defense lessons in both weaponry and close combat, as well as keeping up with his personal body training, he wasn’t a naturally good fighter, nor was he an experienced one.
Brian understood very clearly that he couldn’t possibly fill the hunting quota, or endure the Bone Corroding Punishment. If he didn’t die due to a mistake on one of his hunts, he would eventually commit suicide due to being unable to endure the pain of the punishment.
Even if he got lucky and managed to always fill the hunting quota, he would just end up as another dog, another tool for the Sun Shadow church to use until his usefulness ran its course, which was the opposite of his ambitions.
“Then, what would you have me do, sir?” Brian respectfully bowed down and asked in a low voice.
Brian was an opportunistic man, regardless if the other party was a madman or evil cultist, or some other strange organization, he had still come to him. If Brian followed this man’s demands, his situation might actually improve, as it couldn’t get any worse.
〖 The way that Night Watchers are managed is simple and direct. They only need tools that know how to kill, and your talents would become wasted like this 〗the man jumped down from the roof and slowly spoke: 〖 I can help you escape from the restraints of the Mark of Vow 〗
“It will be my honor to serve you, sir” hearing that, Brian immediately chose to surrender himself. He understood that refusing to surrender would only leave him with death, and he still had his own aspirations.
Brian also understood that escaping from the restraints of the Mark of Vow didn’t necessarily mean that he was free, he would merely be restrained by the man in front of him instead.
However, remaining in the Night Watchers would only turn him into a killing machine whose value was lost the moment he died. On the other hand, this man might give him a greater sense of purpose, as smart as he was, he naturally knew the optimal choice.
〖 Very well 〗
Hearing his praise, Brian still didn’t dare look up to see the man’s appearance, simply kneeling in front of this man made him feel a heavy sense of irresistible pressure.
He then felt the other party’s finger pressing against his forehead.
…
〖 Do not move, brain surgery requires a lot of precision 〗Negary lightly spoke as his finger transformed into a sharp spike that pierced into Brian’s head, aiming straight at the piece of skull that had been carved with the Mark of Vow.
A huge amount of germs quickly infiltrated his body, assimilated his scalp, then corroded that piece of skull. At the same time, the germs secreted a sort of anesthetic to numb Brian’s sense of pain, after which that piece of skull was directly extracted from his head, replaced by a new one created from Negary’s germs.
Tossing the piece of extracted skull next to Brian’s feet, Negary said: 〖 The church can most likely track your location through that mark. Before completely escaping from the church, you will need to carry that with you in order to prevent being exposed 〗
“Understood, Lord Negary” Brian respectfully replied. The piece of skull that Negary had replaced for him contained some information, which included who Negary was and information of the germs.
For example, if they dared to betray Negary, then the germ tentacles that had already attached themselves to his skull would immediately destroy his brain and take his life.
〖 I have formed an organization called the Impure Hermit Order, the aim of which is to gather talented people to fulfill one another’s goals and desires. Naturally, there aren’t that many members yet, you can help me develop the Hermit Order, or collect the supernatural knowledge that I require. Once your contributions are great enough, I will grant you freedom, from which the portion of this organization you contributed to would truly become yours 〗
Negary nodded at Brian before taking his leave, he still needed to prepare the headquarters for the Hermit Order.
