Chapter 2: Boss

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"That was nice. Perfect for another test subject," He giggled to himself.

"Now where did I leave my EMR-RING." He tries to grab it in his pocket, and upon pulling it out, he revealed a red gem on the top of the ring, it has a dragon carved around the ring making it unique.

He put the ring in his index finger and tapped the red gem, which started to glow, showing a hologram with another person in it. He seems tall from the look of it and has black hair, green eyes, and a black suit.

"Hello boss, it's me Bozolo. I was able to finish the job you told me about."

(Good, that's great to hear. So, what are the results?)

"They were killed... nothing else." He wondered, why his boss what to know about it.

(I thought those people would have achieved something great from the giant. It seems like we wasted our time...or did we?)

"What do mean, Sir?" He was confused, thinking about it for a while there might be more to it than he thought.

(It may have affected their bodies as they weren't worthy of such powers. That is the only conclusion I could come up with. I mean something that seems ancient and the strongest arsenal in the giant's realm, it won't seem weird as to why they have died.)

"How are you so sure Boss? Maybe, it's poisonous or something venomous."

(Rather than thinking it's poisonous, it's better to test my theory first. Trust me, I feel like those are the thoughts that my mind is telling me.)

"...Alright Sir." Tapping the red gem again the hologram disappears into thin air.

'I need a plan for this to work. Should I ask the king for his prisoner? No, I don't it is a good idea as the king doesn't like to share prisoner-like gifts for free. He would've asked me to do something for him.' As he continued to think about it, he finally found a solution to that problem.

"Yeah, I could make a poster about stuff like coming to this location, and stuff like that...no, I don't think it would work. Maybe, it might work like the possibility of a person falling for it is an orphanage kid who strives to live by himself or is greedy...ETC. And other dumb people with lower IQ," He said to himself.

"Yeah, that's it." He smiles finding that idea smart.

"Alright, Let's get this show on the road!" He excitedly said that.

Using his teleport scroll, he rips into two pieces making a circle around his body glow into a blue color light before vanishing. Reappearing behind his office which looks similar to a modern-day office. But, the difference is they are mechanical parts, Magic spell books, elixirs, and many more that are supposedly made for a mage.

He went to his desk and sat on his comfortable moving chair. He moves his chair forward, letting his thighs touch the desk below. There were quite a lot of documents and papers on his desk. Deciding to only read the documents that only contained the information about people who could help.

He grabbed a rough paper that has a sharp edge to it. The document was colored yellow, symbolizing the info about the person. He read through the entire document and was able to summarize the entire thing easily.

〔❝The person's name is Steve Hevan. His look is average, messy black hair, and an average body type. He worked as a normal citizen before suddenly after 5 years had passed he quit his job and joined an organization full of bandits. Mostly the organization does some stuff like killing, stealing, and many more.❞

–His rank is an intermediate.

–His ability includes [Fireball] Tier 1, [Roots Trap] Tier 1.

–His class is more of an uncompleted Mage called Magle.

He seems to have a younger sister who seems to work at a bakery. And his parents seem to have passed away.」

'Not too bad I guess. Let's look at another paper.' Feeling like this person wasn't bad enough, he move on to the next person.

Putting the paper back down he grabbed another one to his left and lifted it using his hand, the paper was the same as the other, but the difference was his Info.

「❝He's name is Greg Deen. "Weird name to say the least," He muttered to himself.

He works as a mercenary, mostly his work is bringing drugs and weapons to other places. He has organizations backing him up. Those are called the Red Crow, and the Red Snake. Both organizations were once together but both are split into two due to some circumstances between them.❞

–His rank is an Intermediate.

–His ability includes [Poison Smoke] Tier 1, [Double Leap].

–His Class is more focused on assassinating people.

He doesn't seem to have any parents.」

"Two of these people seem weak but with my authority, I could provide them with enough resources to be my 'dog'." He said to himself.

Feeling satisfied with the documents, he stood up which made the chair move backward. He stretches his arm before grabbing another teleport scroll from his pocket and ripping it into two pieces. As usual, the same thing happened with it glowing blue and had formed a circle around him.

He was teleported to a room big room with a the room having a luxurious feeling to it, the wall was carved with rare wood in this world like Orm and Lopel, and the floor was also made with the same material as the wall.

There were quite a few things around the room like trophies, books, papers, and other stuff for the one who led the guild.

There was a desk right in front of him with another man sitting behind the desk. He was 6'8ft tall, with well-built muscle, a stitch right through his face, his hair was black, while his eyes were more like a hunter's one with a red color to them. For now, he's wearing a kakayo floral with pattern carving fashion and a sleeve shirt velvet, and black trousers. He's the current guild leader.

"Hello, Jack. It has been a while."