Esoteric Buddhism: To live as king in America

"What was that line from the anime again? Oh, right."

Mi pretended to be merely imitating an anime character, placed the card depicting a cartoon servant on the shoulder of the mixed-race youth in front of him, and said with a smile:

"In the name of the King, I appoint you as my servant. May you uphold your oath of loyalty and be my spear and my shield."

Whether it was due to the location or because Mian was focused at that moment, he clearly saw that after he spoke, a white light, similar to the words on the mirror shard, seeped out from the card and wrapped around Leo, who was kneeling on the ground.

Instantly, Leo's pupils trembled violently, and then Mian saw an expression of utter astonishment on his face.

"How are you feeling now?"

Mian asked with concern.

"I felt like my whole body was suddenly filled with energy. I felt like I had never felt so good before."

Leo stared blankly at his hands, then swung them forcefully. His fist struck the wall, smashing a hole through the concrete.

It's working!

Seeing that the investiture had worked, Mi An finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her expression softened.

"Since that's the case, stop kneeling and take this card. You don't deserve my power; you can't be so subservient."

Mian tossed the servant card in his hand to the other party.

Considering the other party's strength, it would be best to play it safe and pretend to be an expert for a while longer. However, Mian had already softened his tone in response to the young man's words.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Leo slammed his head heavily against the ground three times in a row, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you for sparing my life and for bestowing upon me such immense power. I will definitely kill you, Master! That bastard! I swear!"

Looking at the young man in front of me, who was kowtowing three times and whose face was covered in tears.

Mian's smile froze on her face.

Something seems off here. Aren't you being a little too fanatical?

Mian felt a chill run down his spine from those repeated calls of "Master." He could brush it off when Ayn called him "Lord" by saying the child was too young or had a mental illness. But for a grown man to use such an even more nauseating term was something Mian simply couldn't bear.

"Stop. Don't call me 'master' anymore. You're not worthy to address me that way. Now I order you to stand up right now."

Mian had to put on that arrogant act again before the other person would shut up.

But looking at the humble appearance of the young man in front of her, Mi An wondered if she had gone too far.

"I'm sorry, I can only formally apologize to you later. We have more important things to do right now."

Mian thought this to herself, then asked:

"Besides the increase in strength, you must have mastered some other abilities as well."

Previously, when Ain obtained the Knight's power, Mian had tried other cards, but it seemed that none of the other cards could work on Ain.

Therefore, Mian didn't know the specific abilities of the other card classes and could only infer them based on common sense. Since knights excel in combat, squires would likely possess more support abilities while being slightly weaker in combat than knights.

And as expected, after thinking for a while, Leo nodded excitedly and said:

"Thank you for your blessing. My mind has gained so much more knowledge, both about wound treatment and about document recording."

"Wound treatment? Good stuff. In that case, go and treat his wound. You'd better hurry, that bastard won't wait for us."

Mian pointed to Sherry lying on the ground, and Leo immediately understood.

He rushed forward and examined Shirley, then without hesitation tore off his own clothes and gave Shirley's abdominal wound a perfect bandage.

Watching that skillful technique and exquisite skill, Mian felt as if she were not looking at an undocumented person from a poor area, but a doctor who had been educated in the most professional medical school.

Is this something that even a cheat system can provide?

Mian kept this in mind. It seemed that the abilities of the "followers" were far stronger than Mian himself as the "king." Perhaps relying more on these "followers" rather than just doing what the "crystal ball" described was the most correct way to use this cheat.

Speaking of "attendants," where did Ain go?

The thought of Ain, who is still missing, gave Mian a headache.

The floors requiring sacrifices are floors 5, 10, 11, and 17. At the last moment, Sherry and Leo, arm in arm, were teleported to floor 5, while Mian on floor 10 didn't hear any movement from floor 11.

It's highly likely that the mentally ill girl was teleported to the 17th floor. However, given Ain's physical abilities when she had the Knight card, that much time should have been enough for her to run through the entire building.

"Could it be that, like me, they're trapped in some kind of endless loop corridor?"

The probability is not small; perhaps the enemy's intention is to divide and conquer everyone. Perhaps using my previous abilities again could get me to Ain's side, but…

Mian frowned.

The reason Mian was able to descend from the 10th floor to the 5th floor was entirely due to following the advice of the mirror fragment; Mian herself had no understanding of this ability whatsoever. Now, she has no opportunity to experiment slowly and can't find any clues to replicate it.

In that case, we'll have to go up the stairs.

Mian made up her mind, and at that moment, Leo's temporary treatment of Sherry was completed.

"My lord, what should we do now?"

Mian glanced at the gate that had been smashed open by the enemy in the distance, her face still showing the coldness she was putting on.

"I've already said it once. There's only one thing we need to do: kill that bastard who makes me unhappy. But this mainly depends on you, and it's also a small test for me."

Mian turned to Leo and said with a smile:

"Our dear Shirley, we can't leave him here. Let's take him with us, and then we'll go to the 17th floor."

Leo was surprised again by Mian's suggestion. Although Sherry had boasted to him about her relationship with this man, he had thought that asking him to treat Sherry's older brother was already the limit.

Now, however, he still specifically brings Sherry with him, which in Leo's mind goes beyond a casual acquaintance.

What kind of person would treat others this way when there is such a disparity in status? It's like the angels and saints mentioned in Catholic scriptures.

Wait, an angel...

Looking at the man before him, who clearly possessed immense power yet was naked like a vagrant, Leo, who had grown up reading scriptures, had an absurd thought.

Could this person before me be an angel who has come from heaven to earth to put me to the test?