The Survival of an Inferior

Underground Power

"I will be leaving the BOV," I say to Melissa, placing a letter on her desk.

She glances at the letter and nods.

Two days have passed since we last met at the eatery. I gave her some time alone before I hand in my resignation.

"I see..."

...

"Uhm...I can see you again right?" She asks.

"Of course."

"Mm...Alright. If you need my help, no matter what, I will be your aid."

I nod. "Thank you. I will visit when I can."

I leave her office and head for the prison dungeon below the building.

The officer guarding the prison glances at me and bows.
"Gather everyone," I whisper to the guard.
I enter the prison and head for the stairs, descending deeper into this foul-smelling jail.

I stop outside a cell of an unkempt man with a tattered shirt, revealing patches of grime and dirt. Appearance akin to a tumbleweed, his messy shoulder-length hair and slight beard is not doing him any good.

"Hello, Haren."

He smiles. "Greetings my liege, it's been a while."

I pull out a key from my coat and unlock the cell. "Do you remember the plan I told you a year ago? It's time."

Haren's body immensely glows in mana, he snaps the chain binding him and caresses his wrists. "Finally. I'm glad."

Without moving a finger, mana swirls into a small blade and shaves Haren's messy hair and beard, somewhat recovering his original appearance.

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Haren Demiuscra(Mind Controlled)
Age:73
Level: 157
Title: Traitor Maniac
Class: Mana Master

Hp: 100000/100000
Mana: 10000000/10000000

Atk: 213
Def: 109
Dex: 211
Mag: 221
Luck: 40

Skills:
-Mana Control(lvl 8)
-Quick Cast(lvl max)
-Photographic Memory(lvl max)
-Triple Cast(lvl max)
-Magic Amplify(lvl max)

Blessing:
-Dragon(Fake)

Favourability: 150(Max)
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Ten million mana...

Has this guy done nothing but accumulate mana?

I suppose I am part of his growth. I taught Haren manafication and gave him a clue to improve his mana absorption technique.

Right now, he is twice as strong as he should be.

A group of officers gather around me and Haren. They get down on one of their knees and lower their head.

One officer stands under the light from the candle, revealing herself to be the woman that wielded a scissors-like weapon, Haren's subordinate. (Refer to chapter 80, "Meeting") However, the hideous stitches and burns on her face are gone, leaving behind a simple jade skin. Her most arresting feature, her enchanting purple eyes, pierces the dark.

She pulls down her hat to reveal long flowing dark hair. Abandoned her old name, she is now called Laaze.

"Greetings to my liege," they say in unison.

Look at their energy, to think they rebelled that much when we first met.

I saved Haren's subordinate after the events of the insanity worm a year ago. With the help of Haren, I somewhat made them serve me as their leader. To the outside world, they are dead.