I, who was killing God, became a knife crusher

Robert bowed his head to the head of the La Bresse family.

"Lord Death... Robert is a good child, and so is Fabiola. From now on, please take good care of them. Although I, as the head of La Bresse, have no right to say these words, this is just my request."

The head of the La Bresse family turned his gaze towards Moyin.

"I will. That's it for now. I'll take you home."

Moyin snapped his fingers, and the father and son of the La Bresse family returned to the mansion.

"Master, thank you for fulfilling my humble wish. From now on, Robert will become your hound and crush all your enemies."

Robert swore in a low voice.

"There's no rush for that kind of thing. Let Fabiola go home first. By the way, here's the space bag for you. You can put the box of dollars in it. Remember what I told you before. Don't give your family too much money at once. You can say that you found a good job and their quality of life can be improved, but don't give them money that will make them rich overnight."

Moyin opened his mouth and gave a warning.

"I know, I know. Don't underestimate me. I'm a kid from the slums. There are many people there who lost everything from gambling. I know my limits."

Fabiola rolled his eyes at Moyin.

"Fabiola, as a maid, you can't do this to your master..."

Robert frowned slightly and was about to teach Fabiola, but Moyin raised his hand to stop him.

"I like Fabiola like this. Robert, you don't have to continue to teach her about maids."

"Yes, Master. Then may I ask if I also need to do the same as her... It would be a bit rude to you?"

Robert asked for Moyin's opinion.

"That's not necessary. I like your essence, not your deliberate disguise or imitation. Fabiola is like that because of his personality."

Moyin began to explain.

"I understand."

Robert nodded.

"Then let's send you back to visit your family first, Fabiola."

Fabiola took out a dozen banknotes from the suitcase and put them in the maid's skirt, then put the suitcase into the space bag. Then Moyin snapped his fingers again, and the outline of his familiar hometown appeared in front of Fabiola.

"Hey... I'm going to go back now. How long do I have?"

Fabiola asked, looking at Moyin.

"You decide for yourself. This is your right."

Moyin shrugged.

"... Is four hours okay?"

Fabiola hesitated for a moment, then sought Moyin's opinion. After all... she really took so much money from Moyin. Although she still ordered Moyin around, she actually felt like she was being paid to do things.

"Robert and I will wait for you here for five hours. During this extra hour, you can decide whether to become my maid. If you don't come, I will take Robert away and everything we agreed on will remain the same."

Moyin waved his hand.

"How about you come in with me? Although the environment in that slum is terrible, it's better than waiting outside in the wilderness. With the head maid following you, you won't let those golden fingers steal your wallet, right?"

Fabiola thought about it and suggested.

"Then let's just walk around the streets by ourselves. When you're done, use this communicator to contact me. Robert and I will pick you up."

Moyin threw a communicator with the Blood God Stone as its core to Fabiola.

"Row."

Fabiola took the communicator and put it to his ear, then quickly left.

Robert followed quietly beside Moyin, acting like a very competent maid.

"Don't wear glasses anymore. I like your murderous, sharp eyes."

Moyin reached out and took off the glasses without prescription that Robert was wearing, which were used purely to hide his vicious eyes.

"Yes, Master."

Robert let Moyin take off his glasses without resistance.

"Something seems to be bothering you."

Moyin looked into Robert's eyes and spoke.

"Please rest assured, Master. This will not prevent me from hunting for you as a hound. No matter what the task is, I will complete it for you."

There was a hint of panic in Robert's eyes, and then he quickly assured.

"It has nothing to do with the mission you will perform in the future. In our family, no matter who it is, if they encounter troubles, I will take care of them. You will also be my property in the future, so I will naturally protect your mental state. Tell me, what has been bothering you."

Moyin asked.

"Yes, Master. Six years ago, before I joined the La Bresse family, I killed a research director during a mission. At that time, I saw his family photo. In the photo, he and his family were very happy. At that time, I tore up the photo."

"After that, I was wanted by an international organization. I managed to escape to the mansion of the head of the Labres family, a close friend of my deceased father. He took me in."

Every day in the La Bresse household, living a peaceful routine, I could feel the dead man's constant curse, haunting me.

"How can I have a happy daily life when I have destroyed the happiness of other people's families and torn a family apart?"

"I want to atone my sins, but... before I met you, the dead could not be resurrected, and I can't use my soul to exchange for the life of an ordinary person, not to mention that the family has already been shattered. I am very confused."

Robert began to elaborate.

"The world is cruel, and the strong prey on the weak. Although it is not advisable to wield a knife against the weak, when you have no choice, there is no need to blame yourself too much."

"You are not born strong, but you have fought among mountains of corpses and seas of bones to gain the strength you have today. You have experienced more pain than the weak, so you are qualified to use the strength you have worked hard to gain."

"So-called God saving the world? Have you ever really seen God treat everyone equally? Even I act according to my mood. You can't repent for every rabbit you eat. To be honest, I don't think anyone can do this except those vegans with problems in their brains."

Mo Yin spoke up.

"I see, rabbit? I see."

Robert suddenly felt relieved. She certainly would not repent or atone for every bite of meat she ate. Isn't this how the world is?

"That's right. I just advocate not to kill innocent people. But if they are in your way, just blame them for being unlucky and run them over."

Mo Yin nodded.

"Robert understands. By the way, do you hate vegans? If Robert sees that, he will help you deal with it."

Robert asked.

"Strictly speaking, I hate those idiots who ask others to be vegan like them. If the vegan doesn't ask others to be vegan like them, then it's none of my business what he eats."

Moyin shrugged.

"Robert understands."

"G36 said you have great potential."

"It is an honor for Robert to be praised by the head maid, but in fact, Robert is not good at cooking and housework."

Robert said apologetically.

"There are many categories of maids. You and Fabiola can obviously be classified as combat maids."

Moyin waved his hand indifferently. As a chef, he could see that Robert had no talent for cooking.

"Yes, Fabiola and I will crush all your enemies."

Robert answered immediately.

"That's good, but I actually wanted to talk about something else."

"another thing?"

Robert showed a somewhat confused expression.

"The potential G36 is talking about is that you have the potential to become a god."

"The core of becoming a god is to reach the pinnacle in a certain aspect, and then understand everything about this aspect. This is the so-called process of mastering the laws. When you have fully mastered the laws, you can condense your godhood and enter the realm of gods."

"So from now on, you should find something you are good at and work hard at it. But don't think about becoming a god through killing, because the Godhead of Killing is with me."

"The Godhead is an absolutely unique existence. Once a certain law condenses the Godhead, others who follow this path will be stuck in the realm of demigods, unless the god falls and the Godhead is shattered."

Moyin began to explain to Robert the key points that he needed to pay attention to on the road to becoming a god, which could help Robert avoid many detours.

"Are you saying that everything has its own laws?"

After listening for a while, Robert asked.

"Well, for example, the shadow law I master can condense the shadow into a weightless dagger. I can hide in the shadow. As long as I don't come out or encounter other laws that specifically restrain the shadow law, I will basically be in an immortal state. So you have many paths to choose from."

Moyin began to explain.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master. Robert will find his own path while serving you."

Robert, who had a rough idea in mind, bowed and said.

"Well, if you have any questions, you can ask me. Don't feel any psychological pressure. Reaching the realm of gods mainly depends on opportunity and enlightenment. It is normal to spend a hundred, eighty or even a thousand years. The underworld is run by itself, so you don't have to worry about the time issue at all. Just let nature take its course and take your time. There is a saying that goes, haste makes waste."

Moyin said casually.

Although G36 said that Robert had potential, it was just potential. It meant that she had the possibility to advance to the realm of gods, but it did not mean that she would definitely be able to advance.

Even Chishou Natsuyo had to hone his skills in his Tower of Death for three years before he could reach the realm of godhood. And HK416, who had followed him for so long, is still in the process of comprehending the laws. It shows how difficult it is to cross that line. He doesn't want to put too much pressure on Robert.

"Understood, Master."

Robert quickly changed his understanding of common sense and nodded slightly.

"Just walk down the street a little bit... well, kill him."

Moyin suddenly pointed at a young man on the opposite street who took out a small bag of white powder from his pocket.

Robert, who was beside him, kicked the ground and rushed across the road at an extremely fast speed, breaking the boy's neck in an instant.

"What are you doing, bitch?!"

The young man who originally planned to trade with the teenager pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it hard at Robert's neck. However, when the dagger was still half a meter away from Robert, he was hit by Robert's uppercut and fell to the ground with stars in his eyes. Then Robert stepped on the young man's neck.

"Owner?"

"Kill them all."