Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 31 No More Compromise
The Heroic Soul's inheritance has been completed. The current Heroic Soul Sur Daon synchronization rate is 47.6%, and the satisfaction rate is 31.9%.

[Justice does not require waiting, nor can it be compromised. - Sur Daon]

[Private commission, 'The Continuation of the Light of the Law' has been completed.]

[Maybe it's not the best, but it's pretty troublesome without it. - Sur Daon]

[There are currently no tasks to perform. Do you want to submit the settlement and complete this Heroic Spirit Possession in advance?]

Touching the magic book, Rean was calculating the pros and cons.

In the end, he chose to refuse.

【生物等级：劣石，状态：力量3(13)，体魄4(11)，敏捷3(6)，精神5（16）】

The data in brackets are temporary data, or false panels under the support of external forces.

He is in great need of strength now. Without the heroic spirit possessing him, his combat power will not only be greatly reduced, but will directly fall to the bottom and return to his original state overnight.

He knew that after completing the "commission", he should be able to obtain clues about the new Heroic Soul Card, or even get the new Heroic Soul Card directly.

The newly possessed Heroic Soul Card stage should be the most powerful time point.

"But this is unstable and not something I can control right now."

Rean was not sure whether Soul was the strongest among the Heroic Soul cards, or was average or even weak.

But when facing evil and this dark world, this uncompromising justice is more effective and trustworthy.

"welcome."

Rean, dressed as a thug, happily opened the door and looked at Eugene with a happy smile from the heart.

This overly sincere welcome and smile even made Eugene, who had seen countless people, pause for a moment. He was a little surprised. Could it be that what the fat pig-head said was true, and he really became an idol of the lower class in the dock area?

Come to think of it, I did start from scratch, so it's normal for me to be respected by these guys.

"Ah."

In response to the "thug's" courtesy, he happily took off his coat and handed it over.

"Where are the Dimons?" Suddenly, he became a little dissatisfied again.

Who is my status? How dare that little jerk not go out to greet me?
Sometimes, people who lack something value it the most. Obviously, Rean's judgment was correct. Eugene lacked "respect" and also valued "etiquette".

So, what he needs most is not the fear that is expressed on the surface, but the closeness from the bottom of his heart and the respect that reaches the level of worship.

"Boss? He's in the kitchen."

Eugene frowned, feeling a little unhappy, but then he laughed again as the "silly thug" continued.

"The boss is cooking for you himself. He said he wants to treat you specially, so he has to do it himself. The brothers can't stop him. Oh, don't worry, the boss used to be a chef, and his cooking skills are very famous."

Remembering Dimon's identity in the information, "Black Gold" Eugene nodded with satisfaction.

“He’s also thoughtful.”

People of humble origins often regard their past identities as a taboo after they become successful. At least in front of Eugene, no one dared to mention his background as a shoemaker's son. His neighbors, those who once laughed at him, have all died in "accidents".

Eugene also understood this mentality very well. Now seeing Dimon disregarding his status as a gang leader and cooking for him personally, he smiled again.

"Please come this way. The banquet is ready. The boss said that the food has been brought over." The thug, who looked a little dazed, hesitated for a moment before continuing.

".We've also prepared a table in the side hall, and some entertainment, and invited some people to the 'Eternal Tune'. Perhaps this big brother could go there and relax for a bit."

Ever since "You Ran Xiao Diao" became the most popular brothel in the dock area, various "xiao dios" have become the most popular names for various "yards" in the area.

"Eternal Tune" is certainly not as good as the original one, but it is also a second-tier house. Dimon's financial resources make him grit his teeth and invite them to perform, which is also part of his sincerity.

"He really means a lot." Sometimes, the attentive attitude of hospitality itself is more satisfying than comfortable treatment.

My bodyguard is very good, but he really only likes this kind of thing.

Looking at Xi'er's expectant eyes, Eugene thought for a moment. Thinking of the sparkling red gem, any hesitation would be a disrespect to his own life!

It was you who didn't come. It's not my fault that I didn't tell you apart.

Greed often leads people into desperate situations, where they foolishly walk into traps that even they themselves think are stupid.

Lust will make people lose their most basic vigilance and let the cerebellum control the brain.

When the Paladin, who was supposed to practice abstinence, came up with such a sinister plan, even Taliyah had to sigh that he was knowledgeable and had experienced too much. At this moment, he smiled and nodded.

He felt flattered by the flattery, and his mind was bewildered by the treasure that was about to be in his hands. He was so elated that he asked his bodyguard to go find a woman next door.

"Tsk, you useless piece of shit. You deserve to be someone else's lackey for the rest of your life."

He was naturally happy to get a smaller share, and he could even spit at Xier who left in a hurry.

Following the guidance of the "stupid thug", he walked into a small room, which was indeed filled with hot food.

There was also a bag on it. The priceless red gem was exposed outside!
He instantly lost his composure. How could he treat the Hero's Blood like this? Ugh, such a large bag, could there be other degraded materials inside?!

He was overjoyed, but his expression became even more indifferent.

When the moment really came and he saw the treasure, he was no longer anxious.

The meat is right in front of me, who can snatch it away from me?
He found a place to sit down, not too far away, not too close, just right so that he could see the bulging bag clearly.

"What else is inside? This shape looks like a horn. Oh, that's a lizardman knight. Could he be a pseudo-dragon? No wonder he's so powerful."

Eugene's mind was full of distracting thoughts, his eyes and mind filled with the rare treasure in front of him. He even considered whether to change his evolutionary path to adapt to this rare material.

As long as I can make one more step forward, living twenty more years should not be a problem.

However, he did not notice that the honest thug behind him who was still flattering him also smiled happily.

"Here comes the chicken soup!"

The person came before he arrived, and as the door was pushed open, a simple and honest figure came in carrying a big pot.

The hot meat soup makes people hungry at first sight.

The delicacies on the table look very exquisite. It seems that this junior has put a lot of effort into it.

As Eugene smiled with satisfaction and thought about how to promote this junior next, the figure behind him also smiled more happily.

He, Rean, slowly and silently drew out the sword from the large vase by the wall, and held it quietly in one hand.

"Sin Domain Judgment."

The silent judgment will take effect in the next moment.

"Snapped!"

But in the previous second, seeing Eugene coming, Dimon, who was overjoyed, "happened" to have his hand shaken and dropped the pot.

The hot soup rushed out, heading towards Eugene. Fortunately, it was a little far away, and only some of the water might touch him.
"How can I be so careless?" He quickly stood up and dodged, his attention now focused on the front.

Behind him, there was a low roar of pleasure and a radiant silver light.

"Destroy evil!"

Rean swung his sword with all his strength in anger.

The humiliating scene of passing by the slave market repeatedly reappeared in his mind. He had waited too long for this moment.

When the silver light finally fell, when the holy sword that could slay evil could finally be swung.
"For the children, for the weak, for those who are treated like animals."

There were free people waiting in line to be enslaved, children being abducted, wives and daughters being taken away in traps, there were so many of them.

Human traffickers, casinos, brothels, those numb faces all point to the same target.

"Evil must be punished!"

Thus, his most perfect evil-killing holy sword to date was born.

The silver sword light seeped into the blade of the Sword of Courage, and the anger towards injustice condensed into a silver holy sword.

The enemy is right in front of us.

What are you waiting for? Swing your sword.

Justice no longer needs to be compromised.

The moment the knife was finally swung, Rean's face twisted with joy.

"Die, scum!"

(End of this chapter)