GREED: ALL FOR WHAT?

Just thinking about the kind of power that made the realm lord wary made Legion-5 say with longing, "I want that power. I want the power to make the realm lord think carefully before crossing me. I was to be the hope of Legion even if all else failed. All else hasn't failed apart from Lehion-6 and Legion-7. But I am more than capable of making up for their loss."

Legion used to fear the realm lord. That fear has receded ever since they broke the law of the void universe the second time. It is difficult to fear the realm lord after experiencing a small amount of the might of guardians and watchers. Even so, Legion still intends to fight the realm lord so they need the kind of power that will give the realm lord pause.

They may not fear the realm lord anymore but that hasn't changed how powerful he is and how much powerful he will become if he is allowed to have his way with the void universe. Legion is not planning to watch on the sidelines. If something is good for the realm lord then it should be good for them so they must have it.

He stopped thinking when his food was brought to him. The entire 2-meter by 10-meter table was filled with food. It is enough food to drown someone as short as him but he wasn't daunted.

He advised his cook, "You better rest while you can. This is not going to stop for the nearest future."

She shook her head quickly, "Do not worry, young master. I don't need to rest at all. I will bring as much as you want to eat. Thank you for your consideration. I am very grateful."

He nodded and said, "I have warned you now and you didn't listen. You can't say you weren't warned in the future."

She still didn't take his kindness. "I am a highly trained cook, young master. I don't think I will ever get tired of cooking."

"Alright. Keep it coming until I say otherwise."

"Yes, young master."

Legion-5 didn't say anything anymore. He began eating. He ate for hours but his table was never empty. It was always full. The cook became tired after a month of nonstop cooking. She is a mana entity but the ingredients she is working with are at the mana entity stage too.

She has to kill and butcher the mana entity livestocks fresh so that the mana in their body won't dissipate. Then she has to cook them in such a way that the concentration of mana in the flesh is increased and the flesh is easily converted to absorbable vitality.

It is not easy to prepare a single dish at all. But she has been doing so for more than a month. He doesn't plan to stop at all because he literally grows stronger by eating and there is free food here.

Ragnarok had a better devouring divine ability but he didn't get to eat mana entities because of their scarcity. He on the other hand doesn't need to hunt or even prepare his food. There's no way he won't take advantage of this kind of luxury. To do otherwise is to waste it and Legion doesn't like wastage.

So he ate and ate without stopping. His servant and 3 teachers had to join the cook in preparing his meals after a month of constantly eating.

He thought to himself as he stuffed his mouth, "It is good that I didn't kill them one month ago. They have shown their usefulness."

Five mana entities worked day and night to make food available for him. It continued like this for 3 months. He had to take a break because of his first fight in the blood crucible.

He dabbed his mouth and cleaned his face. Then he rose from the table and said to them, "Use the next few minutes to take a break."

His servant called after him, "Young master, I have a change of clothes for you."

"I'll think about it when I return."

She offered a change of clothes because he looked absolutely filthy. The clothes he is wearing are dirt-resistant but his body has accumulated a lot of debris from 3 months of eating. What he should do right now is have a bath and change his clothes. Unfortunately, he doesn't care about how he looks.

At any other time, he wouldn't care if he were naked. But this time is the time when he shouldn't care about how he looks at all. After all, he is not going to a party. He is going to eat someone. His feeding frenzy has not ended yet. He is just taking a break to acquire some dessert.

It is a struggle for cannibalism. There is no need for him to look good for such an event. He left through the only exit in the house without shame. There are no windows so the exit is the same door that he used to enter the house. It has been unlocked and it led him to the arena instead of the hall he used for registration.

There is another door on the opposite side of the arena from which another Shapiro came out. This Shapiro is to be his opponent in this death match. They examined each other as soon as they met. They didn't bother to greet each other. In fact, his opponent is looking at him with open hostility which is expected.

His slaves switched on the screen after he left. Anyone in the blood crucible can watch any match to entertain themselves or to gather information about other fighters. The screen showed their young master in walking nonchalantly as if he is not about to engage in a fight to the death.

"He is not even in a fighting stance." The martial teacher said after groaning. "It was fun while it started."

The history teacher agreed. "We are doomed."