Chapter 147 Black

Suren stayed in Sabina's room until late at night, and teleported away before dawn.

After this night raid, he couldn't help but sigh. If his willpower wasn't pretty good, this tossing and turning would have visibly reduced the data on his attribute panel.

The taste of a succubus is not something ordinary people can handle.

Sabina also has two forms: transformed and untransformed.

One is a hot and enchanting succubus, and the other is a high-ranking, arrogant, and bossy gangster lady...

The feelings and touches of the two are completely different experiences.

She can be as gentle as a lady, possess the plump charm of a wealthy wife, and also have the domineering air of an arrogant queen...

Sabina can always subtly switch between the various roles she plays.

She knows what Suren needs, and she is whatever he wants.

She always teases people just right.

Ordinary people having such a succubus maid would be cutting their lives short, to say the least.

Fortunately, the body after the "x serum" modification is much stronger than before.

Suren felt that... his body was still okay.

However, this wave was not a loss.

After all, he took in this Umbrella organization lieutenant general and also gained half of the Umbrella organization's intelligence network.

.......

The next morning, Sabina woke up from a light sleep.

Opening the quilt, her completely unclothed, exquisite body was completely exposed to the air.

Not wearing pajamas, Sabina walked barefoot on the soft carpet and stood in front of the full-length dressing mirror in the room. Looking at her own mesmerizing body in the mirror, her eyes became even gentler.

She didn't know why, after such a night of tossing and turning, she wasn't tired at all today. On the contrary, her complexion was rosy, and her figure seemed even plumper.

Perhaps thinking of something, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she murmured, "I'm really looking forward to Master becoming stronger~"

Choosing to acknowledge Suren as her master, being forced was one reason.

There was an even more important reason, which was that she felt Suren's potential was limitless.

Right now, Suren is the most amazing young man she has ever met. With the strength of a first-tier professional, he has caused chaos in Old Lingdun. This is unique.

Whether it's his temperament, methods, strength, or anything else, he's an excellent choice.

At least in her eyes, none of the so-called geniuses in the inner city can compare.

"Will Master become a powerful 'Demon King'?"

Sabina looked at herself in the mirror and smiled.

She thought having a master was pretty good too.

In ancient times, the succubus' abilities and appearance destined them to become playthings of other powerful races. Succubi without a Demon King to rely on always had a miserable fate. This was their destiny.

Just like the experiences of other members of her family.

Sabina didn't stay naked for long. She put on a fitted, tailored red dress that perfectly outlined her exquisite figure. She also personally cleaned up the traces on the bed before going out.

She came downstairs.

One by one, the Steam Party gang members stood up to greet her.

"Sister-in-law!"

"Sister-in-law!"

"..."

These officers and younger brothers were not only here to protect this gangster lady, but also on Banner's orders to block some unwanted pursuers for her.

Sabina regained her haughty gangster lady demeanor and nodded to the gang members, "Good morning, everyone."

Passing by Tommy, she suddenly became interested, reached out and pinched his face, pulling his skin long.

Tommy looked unhappy, struggled to get away, and shouted angrily, "Old witch, what are you doing!"

Sabina wasn't angry either. She tapped him on the head, a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Practice your abilities properly. Pay more attention on weekdays. Don't let people sneak in without you knowing."

With that, she went out.

A group of gang members followed her out.

The younger brothers also saw that their sister-in-law seemed a little different today. They were slightly puzzled and whispered behind her.

"Sister-in-law seems to be in a good mood today..."

"Yeah, it seems the negotiations with the Oliver family went smoothly last night."

"Oh..."

.......

Early in the morning, Suren went to the Wilderness Hunter Guild.

It was still early, but Stormwind Manor was already full of Wilderness Hunters who had come to accept and post missions.

The number of missions has been increasing rapidly recently, and the total number is more than ten times what it was a month ago.

The mission display screen in the guild hall has been moved from indoors to the open-air courtyard. Two extra-large screens have also been installed. The scrolling mission information is like a train timetable, making people dazzled.

Suren stood in front of the guild's mission screen for nearly an hour before he had roughly scanned all the information.

However, he didn't find the information he wanted.

Neither spatial magic nor mental secrets seemed to be posted.

But he also found that many high-reward missions to explore the central area of the ruins were pinned to the top of the light screen. The leaders were all vanguard groups formed by large consortia and families in the inner city. They had a lot of money, good equipment, and were led by real experts.

Not only second-tier professionals, but he even saw information about several third-tier professionals leading teams.

This was something that was impossible to see on weekdays.

Suren clicked his tongue and marveled, "It seems that Grand Duke Raphael's precious daughter is really coming. But what exactly is in these ruins that is worth developing so urgently by the upper echelons of Black Tower..."

The top professionals in the inner city are almost all bigwigs with status. They don't lack money at all, nor do they need to risk their lives to hunt in the wilderness.

But now they've come to Dawn City, which shows that Black Tower is putting a lot of pressure on them.

If it had been before last night, Suren would probably still be very confused.

But now that he had Sabina's information, he also knew why.

He didn't look much longer and left his secret code information in the advertising column.

This was the contact method agreed upon with Mr. Black.

After leaving the Wilderness Hunter Guild, Suren swaggered around the major taverns, buying some information from the intelligence merchants.

But he didn't find what he wanted.

He knew that these things couldn't be rushed.

There was a lot of new information about the ruins being unearthed every day, and he would get news sooner or later if he asked around more.

Besides, there was no need to rush now.

He used to be wary of the Umbrella organization's informants lurking everywhere, but now that he had Sabina as his maid, he naturally didn't need to worry.

His face wasn't on the wanted system, so he was safe wherever he went.

He could wait for news slowly.

Besides, even if something unexpected happened and he was locked down by some special means, Sabina would be the first to get the news and notify him.

After all, only senior intelligence officers in the Umbrella organization are qualified to order the roundup of ss-level wanted criminals.

.......

However.

Suren didn't expect that he would receive a reply from Mr. Black in the afternoon after he had just posted the secret code.

He also didn't expect that Mr. Black was actually mixed in the camp.

......

The Windmill Tavern.

A table in the corner by the window.

Suren hadn't waited there long when an old gentleman in a meticulous suit walked towards him.

Mr. Black sat down and greeted him, "Long time no see, young friend Suren."

Seeing this sensitive figure, who was also a wanted criminal, appear in the city so swaggeringly, Suren was very surprised, "Mr. Black, aren't you worried about being discovered?"

Mr. Black smiled and explained, "I just happened to find an interesting alchemical gadget. The way others see me is not the way you see me."

"Oh."

Suren looked enlightened.

Mr. Black sized up Suren. His eyes, full of wisdom, seemed to see through everything. He added, "It seems that young friend Suren has successfully advanced to the second tier. Congratulations..."

He didn't mince words and directly took out a storage ring. "The alchemical transplant you wanted has also been refined for some time."

After a pause, he added in a meaningful tone, "The head of that witch of yours was a very rare material. It took me a lot of effort to refine it. However, the mutation tolerance value required for this transplant is not low..."

Mr. Black's words didn't mean that he thought Suren couldn't fuse with this high-quality transplant.

In his impression, this young man had extraordinary rationality and composure, so he naturally wouldn't do things he wasn't sure about.

These words were more of praise and admiration.

"Hehe..."

Suren smiled and glossed over it.

Looking at the storage ring on the table, he had long been looking forward to it.

He looked at Mr. Black and returned the respect, "I've troubled you."

Mr. Black smiled dismissively. Thinking of something, he added, "I also heard about the commotion you caused at the [1911 Hotel]. The leader originally wanted to personally deal with the weirdness on the third floor, but he didn't expect that you would have almost broken the situation before he even showed up..."

"Ah? That person is your organization's leader?"

Suren was also slightly surprised to hear this. He didn't expect that the cloaked figure from before was the leader of the Mirror Organization.

Hearing Mr. Black's tone of respect for the leader, it was clear that the other party had strength and character worthy of respect.

Suren was even more curious about who that cloaked figure was.

"Heh..."

Mr. Black smiled, seemingly not planning to answer this question.

......

The two sat and chatted for a few words and drank a few glasses of wine.

At this time, Suren asked again, "Mr. Black, do you have anything to do in the camp this time?"

"I do have something to do."

Mr. Black didn't hide it and said directly, "A big shot from the upper echelons of Black Tower is coming. I'm here to see the situation and arrange some necessary countermeasures."

Suren guessed something and asked, "Princess Theresa of the Duke's Mansion?"

Hearing this, Mr. Black showed a surprised expression on his face, "Oh... you know this information?"

"Well... it's a long story."

Suren felt it was necessary to talk about Kanosha's situation.

It would be a great loss if she was casually killed by these big shots as an enemy.

Although Suren wasn't a member of the Mirror Organization, in the eyes of outsiders, he was.

In a sense, Sabina was also an ally.

However, he was also curious. The Umbrella organization's outer city intelligence leader had only made a guess, but judging from Mr. Black's tone, he was sure that the Duke's daughter was coming?

Suren organized some words and said, "I accidentally obtained an ancient contract in the ruins before..."

He explained a few words, focusing on the important points while avoiding the trivial ones, and roughly made things clear.

As Mr. Black listened, the expression on his usually calm face became increasingly strange.

After listening,

He looked at Suren and smiled meaningfully, "Every time I communicate with young friend Suren, I can always get unexpected gains..."

Suren naturally knew that Mr. Black had seen that his essence was deficient and didn't mind the teasing in his tone.

The two had dealt with each other many times and could be considered quite familiar, so there was no need to be too restrained when speaking.

Now that the transplant was in hand, he didn't forget what Mr. Black had said before and asked, "By the way, Mr. Black, you said last time that when I reached the second tier, you would have some news about mental secrets to tell me?"

Mr. Black glanced at him and asked instead, "The profession you chose is 'Puppet Master', right?"

"Yes."

Suren nodded in acknowledgment. Although this profession was rare, it wasn't strange that a polymath like Mr. Black knew about it.

Mr. Black continued, "I've learned about this very strong profession through some special channels. I also know that the founder of the Puppet Master was once a famous figure in Dawn City... Therefore, that founder must have a special mental secret that is very suitable for this profession."

Hearing this, Suren looked enlightened and asked, "Are you saying that you know the clues to that 'founder'?"

If it was really the founder of this profession, the mental secret would definitely be the most suitable.

Mr. Black nodded and said, "At least in the information I know, there are traces of that existence in a cursed space in the ruins. But unfortunately, according to the current information, the danger level of that space is 't-level'."

"t-level?"

Suren frowned slightly upon hearing this.

The danger level of that space was imaginable if even Mr. Black said it was "t-level."

However, since there were no survivors, how did Mr. Black know about it?

But now that there were clues to an exclusive mental secret, what else was there to think about?

Suren naturally didn't want to give up.

He felt that this old gentleman might have other sources of information but didn't ask directly. Instead, he asked indirectly, "Mr. Black, do you think I have a chance to get that mental secret?"

"Hard to say..."

Mr. Black shook his head, guessed Suren's thoughts, and smiled, "Let's talk about this matter when the time is right in the future."

Hearing that he hadn't completely denied it, Suren jokingly speculated, "Could it be that things will turn around when that young lady from the Duke's Mansion arrives?"

Mr. Black raised an eyebrow noncommittally and said, "You're very smart. But this matter is a bit complicated, and many situations are unclear. It's too early to talk about it now."

"Yes."

Since the conversation had reached this point, Suren didn't dwell on this topic.

But he had finally met someone who seemed to know everything, so he naturally wouldn't let go of the opportunity so easily.

Suren thought of his Black Hole Doll and said, "Mr. Black, are you in a hurry to leave? If not, I have some knowledge about runes that I would like to ask you about."

Mr. Black had never been stingy with imparting alchemical knowledge. Hearing Suren's sincere request, he said, "I originally had something to do. But it's not urgent."

Hearing this, Suren didn't stand on ceremony and said directly, "I've mastered spatial abilities now... so I have an idea to make a rune puppet that can absorb elemental magic. But I've found some problems..."

He described the problems he encountered one by one.

Hearing questions about professional knowledge, Mr. Black's expression was also very serious.

As expected, this polymath knew where the problem was as soon as he heard it.

Listening to Suren's design, he nodded in approval from time to time.

After listening, Mr. Black didn't forget to praise, "Your idea is really good. However, your knowledge of runes is too mixed. You lack a solid knowledge structure, and it will be difficult to enter the advanced field in the future..."

Suren didn't mind being "educated" and said, "I'm working hard to learn. However, the knowledge of runes is vast and profound, and there's still a long way to go to master it..."

Thinking that Suren was born out of nowhere, it was already good that he had reached this level.

Mr. Black's words were more of an appreciation for talent.

He didn't say much and said directly, "The problem with your design direction is that the wind and thunder systems can indeed increase the strength of suction. But if you want to carry high-level runes, the requirements for the puppet's materials will be very high, especially for composite runes. You also have to consider the fusion and conflict of different elements. Moreover, if you want to create a puppet that can absorb most elemental magic, it's best to use third-tier runes. I think you can try the combination of the third-tier [Storm Rune] + [Small Thunder Sea]..."

"..."

Hearing this, Suren listened with a serious expression.

As he listened, he realized that Mr. Black's research on puppetry was also so profound.

However...

Although this old principal's way of teaching was very scientific, from the shallow to the deep, and he talked about materials, structures, and even third-tier runes, which were the fields that top professionals would involve, Suren gradually became a little confused.

His knowledge of runes was basically stripped away, completely fragmented. He had recently caught up on textbooks, which had improved things a bit.

But now that he listened, he could understand some, but he couldn't understand them when they were put together.

Fortunately, Mr. Black also considered this point. After explaining the principle for a while, he also seemed to have opened his own inspiration valve. He seemed to feel that talking alone wasn't enough, so he waved his hand and said to Suren, "Let's find a workshop and do it in practice."

"Okay!"

Upon hearing this, Suren naturally agreed with pleasure.